a certain scientific harry potter

"Harry!!"

Harry couldn't continue his words, because the worried girl had already slammed her delicate body into his arms.

"Hermione..."

The smile on Harry's face gradually turned into apology, and he was worrying her again.

He didn't say anything, just hugged the girl tightly in his arms with both hands, and felt the trembling of her body carefully...

(ps Hmm... I always thought that Fierce Fire was absolutely invincible against Yin corpses, but it's a pity that black magic is not welcomed by decent people after all~)

Chapter 520 Set off home and discuss the funeral

"Okay, I'm fine."

Harry hugged Hermione to comfort him for a while, and seeing that everyone was looking at them with concern, he patted Hermione on the back lightly.

"Well, I know...you're going to be fine!"

And although Hermione hadn't completely calmed down the tension, she would let go of Harry willingly, but she still held his hand tightly.

Her fingertips were icy, as if there was a thin layer of sweat. After Harry felt it, he hurriedly put his hands together and covered her gently.

Their every move is very natural, the two of them have taken too many risks together, and they can understand many things without words.

Waiting, accompanying, never leaving...

If so.

"Harry, how on earth did you escape from the cave?" Sirius also came up to him at this time, he looked at his godson with lingering fear, worried that something might happen to Harry.

"Use Fiercefire." Harry explained as a matter of course, "I set off a fire of black magic and burned all the Infernal corpses that rushed to the island. In fact, I planned to do this a long time ago, so I Let Kreacher prepare and take you away in advance, after all, that magic is indistinguishable from friend to foe."

There was nothing to hide about his use of black magic, anyway, he was open-minded, and neither Sirius nor Hermione would care about it.

Besides, if Harry really had a grudge, even if Harry kept it secret, wouldn't people think in a wrong way?

"Anyway, it's good that you can come back safely." Dumbledore also expressed concern, and the rest didn't say anything more, and he didn't take the initiative to bring up the reason why the ghouls were frightened.

Although Harry would definitely know later, he didn't want to talk to Harry directly, so as not to reveal any flaws.

Although he didn't fully believe what the statue of Death said, Dumbledore's feelings towards Harry were indeed more complicated... especially when it came to the Deathly Hallows.

He still remembered the memory that Herbert Varney had revealed to him. In the 'past', Harry had seriously advised him not to chase the Deathly Hallows.

So, is Harry really doing it for his own good, or is it, as Death says...he actually wants to keep the Hallows for himself?

He broke the Elder Wand, and why...

"I made you worry, Mr. Headmaster." Harry gave Dumbledore a deep look, but also did not choose to point it out.

There was no need to carry out detailed accountability. After the dust settled, Harry immediately determined that it must be Dumbledore who disturbed the lake.

Among the four people present, Sirius and Hermione had absolute trust in him, and it was impossible to disobey his instructions on major matters, and Kreacher would not act without orders, so who else could it be if it wasn't Lao Deng?

But for this kind of thing, he and Hermione can just talk about it after they go back, and it doesn't make any sense to fight with Lao Deng now.

"By the way, godfather, look who I found back?"

After figuring out this key point, Harry smiled and waved his hand, and placed Regulus' body in front of Sirius.

"This is... it's Regulus! It's Regulus!!"

"Master Regulus!!"

Seeing Regulus' corpse, the master and servant of the Black family could no longer control their emotions.

Sirius first fell to the ground in surprise, and hugged Regulus in his arms forcefully, but then let out a heart-piercing cry, as if he wanted to vent the sadness of the past ten years.

He had refrained from asking Regulus about it because he was worried about Harry before, and now he finally didn't have to restrain himself anymore.

And Kreacher was lying on Regulus' calf, kowtowing his head and crying bitterly.

"Don't be too sad, Sirius... at least Regulus is lucky, he didn't turn into those Inferi."

Dumbledore stepped forward to comfort him, but it didn't seem to work well, Sirius and Kreacher were still sobbing in pain.

"All right, godfather... let's take him home."

Harry's voice was also very low, and this sad atmosphere made him feel very tormented, and he couldn't help but squeezed Hermione's hand tightly.

He is not afraid of corpses, but he is afraid of important people turning into corpses in front of him...

"That's right! Go home... Regulus, let's go home!"

Harry's words can be said to awaken the dreamer, and Sirius didn't even have time to wipe the tears off his face, so he hugged Regulus from the ground forcefully.

"Kreacher, take us home!"

"Obey! Kreacher will do as he pleases, he can finally bring Master Regulus home!!"

Crying, the elf activated Apparition, and led a group of people away from the reef full of sadness.

...

Overall, the trip to the Horcrux Cave went smoothly. Not only did Harry and the others get back Regulus' imitation pendant, but most importantly, they found his corpse.

After returning to No. 12 Grimmauld Place, Kreacher kept crying over Regulus' corpse, while Sirius suppressed his grief and discussed the funeral with everyone.

Those Death Eater friends of Regulus, they must not be able to invite them; and what Sirius wants to call here is probably only one Lupine.

However, everyone was still caught in a tangle, because Sirius really had relatives in his generation.

Tonks mother and daughter, as well as Narcissa Malfoy, including Bellatrix Lestrange who is still imprisoned in Azkaban... Of course, this Death Eater female lunatic can be excluded.

"Tonks' mother and daughter don't matter. Although Andromeda married a common-born wizard very early and her name was removed from the family tree, she is still my favorite sister." Sirius said in a deep voice. , "But Narcissa Malfoy, she is not the same as us!"

"Mr. Principal, what do you think?" Harry threw this question to Dumbledore, the eldest present.

He himself was not at all willing to get involved in the family affairs of this ancient family, and even sneered at the discussion itself.

Again, these pure-blooded ancients in the wizarding world are truly synonymous with feudalism, and it is their appearance that Harry despises the most.

"I think we might as well write a letter to inform them, and let them choose whether to come or not." Dumbledore said after thinking for a while, "Even if it is a side branch, but it is the only family member still alive, we must not be prejudiced first. "

"Then let's do this...Harry, can you write to them for me, I want to stay with Regulus again..."

"it is good."

Harry nodded slightly, to be honest, he was actually a little delicate.

I tortured Lucius Malfoy to death with my own hands before, but now I have to write to her wife to ask her to attend the funeral of the family of origin. Is this some kind of meeting between enemies?

However, Harry didn't have any psychological burden on this. The so-called villain has his own way, and Lucius Malfoy always has his own way of death.

The god of death won't accept him, so Harry will accept him naturally, so killing him is no big deal~

Chapter 520 Above the funeral, enemies meet

At sunset, at the cemetery of the Black family, the people attending the funeral were saying their final farewell to Regulus.

Ancient families in the wizarding world often have their own cemeteries, and the Black family is no exception. Their cemetery is hidden in a tree-like place on the outskirts of London.

An expulsion curse has also been imposed on this place, and ordinary people cannot see it, only wizards with magical powers can set foot here.

The cemetery is also very old, even dating back to the period of William the Conqueror, and has a longer history than the seven cemeteries in the city of London.

However, as the Black family gradually declined.This cemetery has also become overgrown due to no one taking care of it.

There are countless tombstones densely packed in the entire cemetery, and they are even more weathered than those in Godric's Valley. Many names on the tombstones are already unrecognizable.

However, the Black family motto engraved in French—'forever pure', seems to have not been etched by the years at all, and it is still very clear and shining.

It should be said that the Black family has really implemented this ancestral motto to the extreme.

For example, Sirius' parents, Orion Black and Walburga Black, they are actually intermarried, and Sirius' mother is his father's cousin... They have been together since childhood, and Mrs. Black has never Changed last name.

Comparable to it in this aspect, only the Gaunt family that Harry had known about when he looked up the information before.

With such a past and the current scene, it is really hard to say whether to be emotional or sarcastic.

"Padfoot, don't be too sad... your brother Regulus, he is a hero worthy of respect."

Still looking weak, Lupine put his arms around Sirius' shoulders comfortingly. He had been paying close attention to everyone's trip to the cave, so he followed Tonks immediately after receiving the letter.

And not far from him, there was a middle-aged woman who looked very similar to Tonks.

That was Tonks' mother, Andromeda Tonks, also named Black before she married.

She was holding a white lily in her hand at the moment, obviously preparing to see Regulus, the youngest brother of the family, off.

Harry, Hermione and Dumbledore stood aside, they were pure outsiders in this funeral.

"Kreacher, let's start, she probably won't come..."

Sirius took a sad look at Regulus who was lying peacefully in the tomb, and decided not to wait for Narcissa Malfoy who had not yet appeared.

He softly roused Kreacher, who was kneeling beside him, and together with him picked up the shovel used for filling the soil...

"Wait a minute, I'm coming."

But at this moment, a noble lady in a black veil with a sullen face quietly appeared at the gate of the cemetery.

Narcissa Malfoy...Harry would have thought he had seen Lucius' own sister if he hadn't known her identity in advance.

She looked so much like her husband, with the same drowning pale complexion, the same slender blond hair hanging behind her, and the same arrogance on her face.

Of course, perhaps because of the loss of her husband, her complexion looks a lot more vicissitudes, and there are obvious crow's feet in the corners of her eyes, and her overall temperament is even compared to that of the older Andromeda.

"Sirius, I heard you found Regulus' body..."

Narcissa Malfoy walked quickly into the crowd. She subconsciously looked at Regulus in the coffin, and her body shook slightly unconsciously.

As the youngest child of the Black family, and also a "Little Death Eater" with ideals, Regulus is obviously closer to the people of Narcissa's line.

Narcissa also could not accept his death for a long time.

Because she couldn't figure out, how could Regulus, the hope of the whole family and a promising young man among the Death Eaters, die mysteriously because of betraying the Dark Lord? !

But just when she was about to fall into sentimentality, a person with a stronger sense of existence attracted Narcissa's attention irresistibly.

She quietly turned her eyes to the corner, and out of the corner of her eye, she saw Harry standing between Hermione and the principal, and endless hatred surged into her heart.

"Ok?"

Harry, who has a lot of research on the way of emotions, noticed something strange, but before he could seriously investigate, the scheming woman immediately turned her head away, without giving Harry a chance to catch her gaze and expression at all. .

After that, with a questioning expression on her face, she approached Sirius again condescendingly.

"Your brother... how did he die?"

"He died for resisting Voldemort!" Sirius puffed out his chest, and even raised his chin, as if he was proud of his younger brother, "Voldemort was defeated by him, even though the devil didn't know it himself , but Regulus defeated him with his life!"

"Sirius, I didn't listen to you bragging about this!" Narcissa's gloomy face flashed a trace of anger, "Kreacher, tell me!"

"It was in a lake, Mistress... Kreacher escaped from the Dark Lord, but Master Regulus..."

"Kreacher, shut up!"

Seeing that Kreacher would answer Narcissa's question respectfully, Sirius immediately yelled and stopped him, and at the same time grabbed the shovel and covered the coffin with the first handful of soil.

"Mrs. Malfoy, since you are here, you should attend the funeral properly!"

"That's right...and I think Regulus shouldn't want you to make trouble at his funeral like this."

Andromeda spoke indifferently to Narcissa. She is Narcissa's second sister. Although the sisters are considered old and dead now, Narcissa doesn't dare to put on an air of arrogance in front of the other party.

After that, in the cemetery, everyone stopped talking, just silently watching Sirius and Kreacher bury Regulus' coffin one by one, and erected a somewhat crude tombstone for him.

As for the epitaph on the tombstone, Sirius directly carved Regulus' last words on it stroke by stroke.

To him, that was his younger brother's greatest achievement in this life, and he wouldn't change a single word!

'Horcruxes...'

Looking at the words on the epitaph, Narcissa seemed thoughtful.

But then, she discovered another problem.