Comprehensive film and television: Extreme reversal and inevitable death

The Black Lake is so cold that even birds rarely want to stay here.

The corpses that have accumulated here for countless years have transformed this place into a haunted place that looks like the entrance to hell.

Once dragged to the bottom of the lake by the ghosts who are jealous of the living, even the soul will be dissolved and merged into the cold lake water.

But today, something seems to have changed in the Black Lake.

The usually deep and calm lake surface suddenly began to ripple, and tiny bubbles kept rising up one after another.

It was like a huge cauldron in which magic potion was brewing.

The Yin corpses, which usually would not move without the stimulation of living breath, seemed particularly anxious and restless at this moment.

They kept circling around the bubbles that kept rising in the center of the black lake, but none of them dared to get close.

“Pululu——Pululu——”

In the turbid eyes of the corpses, which were flashing with jealousy and hatred, a black-haired young man slowly floated up from the bottom of the lake.

Then, the young man stood up in a strange posture, with a twisted body, like a puppet controlled by an invisible giant hand.

Then, he stepped on the heads of the Inferi without any hesitation and walked all the way to the shore of the Black Lake.

As he walked, he could hear the sound of bones grinding against each other.

On the road, there were constantly daring corpses trying to stop the young man. They stretched out their hands towards him, trying to pull him into the forbidden zone of life once again.

However, every corpse that dared to come close was unable to touch the corner of his clothes.

Usually, they would just approach and then disappear from the lake in a flash.

Where have they all gone?

Of course, they were all stuffed into the system space by our diligent little system when the time came.

They work so hard, so what's wrong with them taking some strategic materials back from the world consciousness? ? ?

Maybe these captured corpses will come in handy when we come to work on a business deal?

I swear to God, it’s not easy for it to hide some private money, the more you can get, the better!

(World consciousness: WTF…the robbers are here!)

After reaching the lake, the young man, Regulus, looked back at the corpses in the black lake and smacked his lips greedily. His greedy attitude was exactly like the small system.

I don't know whether this is considered as the object taking after its owner, or if it means that birds of a feather flock together.

"What a pity that we can't pack them all up and take them away. How can these infernal corpses be so timid! Even though I walked so slowly, not many of them dared to take action. Tsk tsk tsk tsk."

Due to the world consciousness watching closely, Regulus, who considered himself to be a respectable person, naturally could not do such a wicked thing as robbing people. Therefore, he could only use fishing enforcement to lure those corpses to attack him.

In this way, he and the small system had a legitimate excuse to capture those corpses in a reasonable and legal manner.

It’s a pity that, I don’t know if it was out of the instinct of fear, but even though he had suppressed his aura to the most harmless state, there were still not many Yin corpses who had the courage to attack him.

Tsk, why not just get some brainless and impulsive stupid lions and throw them into the Black Lake for transformation sometime.

Just tell those Gryffindors that they can attack a Slytherin who looks very "harmless" by jumping in, and there will definitely be a lot of people who will jump in without thinking!

Ahaha, maybe this is the appeal of the so-called enemy.

After taking another reluctant look back at the Black Lake, Regulus left.

Of course, he also took away the fake R.A.B necklace, which was a gift that had been agreed upon to be given to old Kreacher.

12 Grimmauld Place.

The old house exudes a depressing atmosphere everywhere. It is still 1979, and Mrs. Black, who will become a crazy woman in a painting in the future, is just a woman who speaks harshly but still behaves elegantly.

At this time, three full days had passed since Regulus went to the Black Lake alone.

Mrs. Black was extremely anxious. Although she placed all her hopes of reviving the glory of the Black family on her obedient youngest son, in the current deteriorating environment, she could not help but worry whether he had been sent by the Dark Lord to do some fatal work.

Or else... he failed to complete the task and was killed by the angry Dark Lord.

This is something that is likely to happen.

You know, the Dark Lord has now successfully created the fifth Horcrux, which means that his human side is constantly decreasing.

Instead, there is anger and desire to kill that surges into one's heart at any time and anywhere.

Even though outsiders didn't know that the Dark Lord was secretly slicing himself and making Horcruxes, in recent years, as his temper became more and more strange and violent...

These pathetic and ignorant followers whose minds are filled with the glory of pure-bloods can still see clearly.

The Dark Lord had killed several Death Eaters already, and while they had certainly botched the jobs he had sent them to do, it was still a terrifying thing to see.

If you die quickly and easily, then it wouldn't be a big deal.

But what if before death, you have to endure the torture that pierces your heart and cuts your bones?

Normally, for people who were frequently subjected to the Cruciatus Curse, it was a good thing for them to become insane. Many people were killed in agony.

Compared to those tortures, dying quickly and cleanly might be considered a good thing.

Of course, Regulus's death was also very torturous.

First, he was poisoned to corrode his internal organs, and then, before he could even breathe, he was dragged to the bottom of the lake by the corpses.

This makes his cause of death a mystery: was he poisoned or drowned?

Mrs. Black didn't know that much, she was just simply worried about her little son.

The eldest son was rebellious and completely contrary to the family's ideals. Now she only had Regulus left.

If she really got the news of Regulus' death, Mrs. Black couldn't imagine how much despair she would fall into.

Perhaps, the reason why she went so crazy later was because of this endless waiting, which drove her crazy.