Comprehensive film and television: Extreme reversal and inevitable death

[To the Dark Lord:

I know that by the time you read this, I will be dead.

But I want you to know: it was me who discovered your secret, I have taken away the real Horcrux and will destroy it as soon as possible.

I risk my life so that when you meet your destined opponent, you will be just a mortal of flesh and blood.

R.A.B.]

This time the guest seemed a little special.

He is a dirty, old, ugly, bald old elf.

After seeing Chi Yining's big black fog, it screamed as if it was stressed, as if it regarded Him as some kind of dirty thing that devoured happiness.

Old Kreacher became nervous, crying and laughing at times, with big green snot running all over his face.

He was holding a locket tightly and a letter in his hand.

The content of the letter is the above sentences.

It was very brief, just like the life of the person who wrote this letter, fleeting like a shooting star;

It was intense, just like Regulus' soul, bright and brilliant like a lion's heart.

From the age of 16 to 18, those were Regulus' most brilliant three years, but also the darkest three years of his life.

He was undoubtedly a hero, but it was not until fifteen years after his death that people knew about his great deeds in order to resist Voldemort.

Before that, even his own brother didn't care much about how he died.

Yes, anyway, in Sirius' eyes at that time, Regulus was just like his old-fashioned family members, a little Death Eater who knelt at Voldemort's feet and kissed the hem of his robe.

It was not until old Kreacher's cupboard was opened and the long-sealed Slytherin pendant came to light that the past was known to the golden boy and others through the intermittent narration of the insane house-elf.

But unfortunately, old Kreacher waited until the end of the war, but never got back Regulus' body.

Not only that, he even lost Sirius, the traitor of the Black family and the last bloodline of the Black family.

Old Kreacher's home is gone.

It rose because of pure blood and also perished because of “pure blood”.

He worked for the Black family his entire life, but in the end, he was left with nothing.

So, here he comes.

"... Kreacher wants to retrieve Master Regulus' body... No, no! How could I think that? Kreacher is so evil! What I want is for Master Regulus not to die! He can't drink that basin of poison!"

The old house-elf was telling his wishes incoherently, crying loudly, and suddenly he grabbed his ears tightly and banged his head against the coffee table.

Chi Yining, who was eating snacks, was stunned by the look.

—Oh shit! My snack!

"If Master Regulus dies, the mistress will be heartbroken... Old Kreacher misses him so much. When he's not at home, the house is in a mess because of that traitor! And those dirty outsiders..."

Chi Yining was very angry because he didn't have the delicious snacks to eat, and he couldn't hear what old Kreacher was saying at all.

He can still be patient if the customers are gone, but if the snacks are gone, he has to wait for the small system to come back before he can make them!

So, He picked up old Kreacher who was still crying bitterly. Just when He was thinking about overcoming his psychological barriers and eating this little thing as a snack, a hand that was so pale that it was transparent suddenly blocked His bloody mouth.

He was a young man with black hair and black eyes. He looked a little thin, and the exposed skin was pale and blue.

He doesn't look very healthy.

His soul was shaky, thinner than a breath exhaled in winter, and like a candle flame burning in the wind, it would soon dissipate.

The most important thing is that old Kreacher can't see his existence.

"I'm sorry. Kreacher has not been in a good mental state since drinking the Dark Lord's poison. If he has offended you, I sincerely apologize to you on his behalf."

His voice was very low and soft, not much louder than a mosquito's buzz.

Chi Yining noticed that he floated out from the pendant that old Kreacher wore on his chest.

However, this part of the soul is not complete.

He guessed that this thin soul was the "Master Regulus" that old Kreacher kept talking about, so his curiosity was immediately aroused.

After all, this is the first time that two obsessed souls appear in the system space at the same time!

To round it off, that means He can get two payments for taking one order!

"Regulus Black?"

"Yes, God. I am Regulus Black. To be exact, I am only a small part of Regulus. Most of my soul, along with my body, is still sleeping at the bottom of the Black Lake.

Only this tiny wisp was summoned because of Kreacher's years of pain and longing."

Chi Yining let go of his hand and looked at old Kreacher with interest. He seemed to have sensed something and suddenly regained his composure. Then he said with a smile:

"Kreacher's wish is that you will not repeat the same mistake and sink alone to the bottom of the lake. What about you?"

Faced with this question from the god, Regulus was, as expected, silent for a very long time.

It was so long that he seemed to have gone through his entire short life in his mind before he spoke again in a low voice.

"When I first joined the Death Eaters, I was actually very happy. Slytherins are eager to be powerful and never hide their inner desires."

"But... the lord has changed, and with that, the Death Eaters have also changed."

"I don't know since when did being strong become a reason to abuse the weak, and pure blood became an excuse to wantonly slaughter half-bloods and Muggles!"

"Although I am unwilling to endure such a life, I do not have enough courage and strength to escape... or even change it all. I can only place my hope on the future, the prophecy about the golden boy..."

"Kreacher saw the ending for me. Unfortunately, although that was the victory I wanted, it was not the ending I wanted to see. Along the way, we lost so much..."

Regulus said, sighing softly.

At this moment, he thought of a lot of things, including the helplessness of Narcissa's family, Bellatrix's madness, Snape's despair, and... Sirius' thirteen years in prison, and his tragic appearance when he finally died heroically for Harry.

“None of this should have happened.”

Chi Yining always sneered at the guests' pretentiousness, so he asked Regulus directly:

"What exactly do you want?"

"I...I want the war to end soon and Sirius to return home soon. I want him to no longer have to bear the guilt and endure so many years of false accusations and suffering."

"I want my mother to see the Black family regain its glory!"