[Comprehensive British and American] Unscrupulous house of everything

Regulus' movements completely stopped, floating quietly in mid-air.

And there was no movement on the surface of the lake, and no ghosts jumped out.

The three people who were in charge of stopping the Yin Corpse finally breathed a sigh of relief. Although they were not tired, it was continuous and exhausting.

Snape frowned tightly, he always felt that something was wrong with Regulus' appearance.

Jemini didn't realize that she beckoned Sirius who stayed aside to recover himself, and they had to go to the Lake Center Stone to get back Regulus' last words, they couldn't be buried here with Voldemort, he didn't deserve it!
"Wait a moment!"

Just as Jemini was about to step into the boat, Snape suddenly called out.

Jemini looked back, and Snape looked at Regulus with a terrified expression.

"He has, he has a pulse!" said Snape, "but how is that possible?!"

Jemini didn't get on the boat either, and rushed over with Sirius, one holding his hand and the other lying on his chest, feeling carefully.

bang—bang——
Jemini felt the fluctuations under her fingers. Although it was weak and slow, it was indeed there!

"Kreacher! Take us home! I order!" Jemini said suddenly.

Kreacher held Regulus with one hand, and Jemini with the other, and Jemini quickly grabbed Snape with both hands, and only had time to yell at Dumbledore, "Bring me the others!"

They disappeared into the cave, leaving Tony, Steve and Lupine in a daze.

"What is this?! We have been abandoned?! This heartless guy! Thanks to me, I managed to bring the live sheep here!" Tony threw the sheep into the lake directly, causing a large wave of waves, and the lake surface immediately began to fluctuate.

Dumbledore immediately cast a spell, and an orange flame surrounded them, and the reactivated ghouls were on the periphery of the flame, not daring to step forward.

Dumbledore put his fingers in his mouth and blew a loud whistle. With the echoing whistle, Fox uttered a cry and appeared in the cave. The flames on his body kept falling, and even the lake was about to be burned.

Fox circled a few times, and flew towards Dumbledore and the others accurately. Each of them grabbed a tail feather, and they disappeared with a flash of fire.

Everyone came to the house almost one after another. As soon as Tony came back to his senses, he saw Snape with a serious face constantly using magic and potions on Regulus who was lying on the raised bed made out of the sofa.

Regulus' face gradually turned from pale to pale, and a little bit of white mist could be faintly seen spraying out from his nose.

Dumbledore stepped forward and helped Snape, using all kinds of healing spells that Tony hadn't seen before.

"No, this won't work!" Snape frowned tightly, and took out another pill for Regulus to stuff into his mouth.

"What do you need?" Jamie asked.

Snape carefully checked Regulus' condition again. His lips were slightly black, and his nails were also black, which proved that there was still a lot of toxins in his body. His skin was clammy and cold, like ice cubes. It was highly poisonous, accompanied by hypothermia, and unknown spell damage. "I need a big barrel, made of camphor wood! It needs to be engraved with constant temperature magic patterns, as well as phoenix tears, mermaid scales, and blood donated voluntarily by unicorns!"

Jemini pursed her lips. The first one is easy to talk about, and there is still a way to get it. It is almost impossible to get the last one!

"Prepare other things first. I'll go to the unicorn herd in the Forbidden Forest to have a look. My relationship with them is still okay." Dumbledore said decisively.

Jemini looked at him, nodded vigorously, and called Kreacher and Kirby loudly, and everyone started to move.

Even Tony, who was not very good at this aspect, was helping Snape.

Soon, a camphor cask big enough to hold Regulus was placed in the room. Jemini scattered her bottles and jars on the floor and knelt on the ground to draw the constant temperature magic pattern. She had drawn this thing when Steve was thawing out, and this time it went smoothly.

"Can detoxification be drawn?" Snape asked as Jemini paused.

Jemini nodded, and began to cover the constant temperature magic pattern without saying a word, cleverly using those gaps to connect the two magic patterns to form a new magic pattern.

Snape couldn't help but nodded in satisfaction, and began to set up the cauldron to brew the potion that would be needed later.

The tears of the phoenix were generously provided by Fox, and the scales of the mermaid came from Snape's private collection. At the last moment, Dumbledore returned with a head of weeds and a potion bottle with only a few drops of silvery blood in his hand. "Is that enough?" Dumbledore asked.

Snape took the bottle and felt it carefully, "Enough!"

Carefully add a drop to the formed potion.

The strange potion that was originally emitting black smoke, after this drop of silver blood dripped down, spewed out a puff of silver smoke, and the whole pot of potion turned into a transparent potion with silvery light, and no impurities could be seen.

Snape stirred it lightly, and the potion flowed, glistening like chopped starlight.

Snape poured the whole pot of potion into the wooden barrel, tightly covering the bottom, but gradually, the potion rose slowly and absorbed the properties of the camphor wood barrel, turning golden yellow.

The potion stopped when it was half a barrel deep, and Snape breathed a sigh of relief, "Fortunately, it's just enough."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Jemini, "I'll put Regulus in later. At the same time that he comes into contact with the potion, I need your maximum activation of the magic pattern, and after 2 seconds, reduce the intensity to the lowest level. It can be as low as possible. Can it be done?"

Jemini thought for a while, and felt the texture of the magic pattern drawn by herself, "No problem!"

Snape nodded, "Listen to my password."

With a wave of his wand, Regulus became naked and his clothes were ripped off. Jemini stared at her magweave, not noticing it at all.

"3! 2! 1!" Snape counted down steadily, "Go!"

After the words fell, Jemini activated the magic pattern. At the same time, Snape suddenly withdrew his magic, and Regulus fell straight into the barrel without any splash.

Jamie kept Snape's instructions in mind, counted silently by herself, then controlled the input of magic power, and adjusted the magic pattern to just take effect.

Snape watched for a few minutes before letting out a sigh of relief, "Okay, back to normal!"

Jemini's mind relaxed, and she almost fell to the ground.

"How's it going?" Jemini hurriedly asked after being helped up.

Snape frowned and looked at Regulus in the barrel, "I don't know yet, but we have done everything we can, and the rest is up to him."

Jemini couldn't help asking: "So what's going on? The date of death has already appeared behind his name on the tapestry of Black's house. It's impossible to fake it."

Dumbledore pushed his glasses, "I think I should be able to answer that."

Everyone looked back.

Dumbledore smiled and said, "Get everyone something to drink, this matter can't be clarified in a while,"

Jemini ordered Kirby to prepare, and everyone was worried about going out, so they made a bunch of sofas and chairs and sat where they could see Regulus.

"In the magic world, pure-blood families with a long history have a taboo magic hidden in their blood." Dumbledore began to tell slowly, "When a family has adult wizards but no next generation, this magic will be activated in those adult wizards."

"But, the Black family obviously still has me and Sirius!" Jemini frowned. This kind of thing is too old, and she herself has no elders. She doesn't know these secrets, let alone Harry.

Dumbledore chuckled, "Don't worry, wait until I finish."

He continued: "However, this kind of magic will only be activated on the heir for one generation. Usually we call it the blood guarantee. If the heir's life is in danger, this magic will protect him for a period of time until a new heir appears. As for the Black family, Sirius ran away from home in the fifth grade. As far as I know, before he graduated, Walburga burned his name. Therefore, there was only one wizard in the Black family at that time, and that was Regulus. He was automatically regarded as the heir by the family. The magic was activated in his body, and in that cave, his life was in danger, and he was isolated and helpless. This activated magic strangely balanced the spell and toxins that soaked into his body, causing him to enter a state of suspended animation. It has to be said that the lake helped a lot. If the lake hadn’t provided enough toxins to balance the magic, Regulus might have drowned in the lake.

Jemini touched the ring on her hand anxiously, "But, I went to authenticate the head of the Black family ten years ago!"

Dumbledore smiled, "But you have no children, don't you? The heir is still Regulus, and the new heir has not appeared. You skipped the step of heir and became the head of the house directly, so the magic of the heir of the Black family is still preserved on Regulus."

Jemini breathed a sigh of relief, and then frowned again, saying that, Regulus of the original world. . .

Dumbledore could tell what she was thinking at a glance, "This situation is almost a miracle, and it is estimated that there will be no second case."

Jemini pursed her lips, and turned to look at Regulus, who was in the barrel with his eyes closed, "It's a good thing to save the next one!"

Tony smiled and patted her on the shoulder, "That's right! We are not gods, and gods are not omnipotent. Look at Sol and Loki, neither of them has learned to drive properly until now!"

Jamie covered her head, "Don't they know how to fly a spaceship?"

Tony shrugged. "Yeah, but they can't drive."

Jemini burst out laughing, and became energetic, "So, what else is needed? How can we cure him?"

Snape frowned and thought, "The potion I brewed can remove all kinds of toxins from his body to the maximum extent. Your magic pattern is well controlled and can restore his body temperature. The most important thing is to wake him up, but it's very difficult."

"How to wake it up? Do you want to have a true love kiss like in the fairy tale of Sleeping Beauty?" Hawkeye asked, chewing the biscuit.

Everyone present looked at him with disgust, and no one planned to talk to him.

"Hey! I was just joking!" Hawkeye shouted, but no one looked back at him. They discussed how to wake up a person who had been suspended animation for more than ten years.

Tony called up the virtual screen, "According to the research of ordinary people, people close to him can be used to talk to him, stimulate his emotions, and thus wake up."

"Walburga is definitely not the person he is close to. She is old and can't be stimulated. Maybe we have to rescue her." Jemini said.

Tony turned to look at the anxious Sirius, "What about him?"

Sirius' eyes lit up suddenly, his magic hadn't been dispelled yet, he could only watch helplessly, but couldn't speak.

"I don't think he can." Snape smiled maliciously.

Sirius looked at Snape angrily, clenched his fists and was about to pounce, but was stopped by everyone hastily.

Snape acted as if he didn't see it, and drank his tea slowly, "He said Regulus was cowardly, timid, and unworthy to be his younger brother in front of the whole school. I think Regulus would be even more unwilling to wake up if he heard his voice."

Tony's eyes widened in surprise, "Really?! Did he really say that? In front of the whole school?!"

Snape snorted coldly, "You can ask that werewolf."

Everyone looked at Lupine, who nodded with a wry smile.

The object of everyone's contempt suddenly became Sirius.

Sirius also seemed to recall what he had done to his younger brother, sobbed suddenly, and turned into a big black dog, lying on the ground, burying his head under his paws, whimpering.

"It seems that this method won't work." Jemini frowned.

Tony slapped his thigh violently, "No! There's another one!"

"Who?!" Everyone asked in unison.

"It's him!" Tony pointed.

Everyone looked over, and the house elf Kreacher huddled in the corner with tears in his eyes, staring at Regulus in the barrel.

"Is there really no problem with this?" Kreacher sat tremblingly on the high chair beside the barrel.

"It's up to you!" Jemini said solemnly, "Kreacher, do you also hope that Regulus can come back to life? He will wake up again and call you!"

Kreacher's eyes became firm, and he took a deep breath, "What should I say! Master!"

Jemini thought for a while, "Let's say you destroyed the locket, Sirius is back home, Walburga is very happy, you know him, you know what he wants to hear, tell him Kreacher, the war is over, he should go home, and there are people waiting for him!"

Kreacher nodded vigorously, approached the barrel cautiously, and whispered softly in Regulus' ear.