Sirius, who was trying his best to identify Regulus, saw Klitscher wobble his way to the middle of the Yin Corpses. The house elf wiped his tears carelessly as he carefully observed each Yin Corpse from the corner of his eyes.
Thinking of this dog thing in front of him, actually watching Regulus being dragged away by the Yin Corpses without taking any measures, Sirius mocked in a strange voice, "Putting on an act again. You were just a corpse on the ground and now you're crawling up like nothing happened. This dog thing can only put on an act."
Klitscher acted out of character and ignored Sirius. His large bloodshot eyes opened wide when he saw these Yin Corpses and large drops of tears fell from his eyes. Tears poured out from his sunken eye sockets and his shriveled chest heaved up and down, "My pitiful young master Regulus, Klitscher is useless. I couldn't come to pick you up sooner. If the mistress saw you become like this, how sad would she be?"
Thinking of his own mother, Sirius was enraged. He angrily roared, "Shut up Klitscher. Don't hinder me from finding Regulus."
Klitscher ignored his words. He walked in front of the Yin Corpses and carefully looked them over, identifying them one by one.
The Yin Corpses' sunken faces were empty and their misty eyes swept over the faces of the living. They revealed hostile gazes filled with ill intent, but because of the pressure from the Death Knights, they couldn't attack in formation. However, their twisted limbs, bent fingers, and wide open mouths all showed their hostility towards the living.
"Lynch, control these Yin Corpses well. Don't hurt anyone." Seeing Klitscher pass by and the Yin Corpses being controlled become restless because of the living, Hermione emphasized to Lynch.
After a while.
"There are so many Yin Corpses. Which one is Regulus?" Sirius began to curse in annoyance. He looked at the Yin Corpses that he had inspected and those that he hadn't. He realized that it was hard to distinguish his little brother with just the naked eye. Sirius pulled out his magic wand and used the tip of the wand to cut his left hand. The cut caused by the magic power immediately seeped out fresh blood. Sirius chanted a few incantations and the fresh blood rose up. It turned into a water droplet and turned into a guiding arrow. It floated in front of Sirius and pointed him in a direction.
After running half a circle, Sirius suddenly calmed down. He walked forward a few steps and without looking at the direction of the arrow, he began to approach a Yin Corpse that had its head lowered.
Klitscher who was searching also noticed this situation. The little elf stopped his search and looked at the Yin Corpse.
The drop of Sirius' blood gradually elongated and twisted. It turned into a shield decorated with a mountain-shaped symbol, two five-pointed stars, and a short sword. On both sides of the shield were two leaping greyhounds. This was the family coat of arms of the Blake family. In heraldic terms, it was: "Black, between two stars, with the mountain-shaped symbol as the main body, and a short sword as the foundation, silver.
Sirius trembled as he dispelled the magic. The blood crest fell to the ground and became a splash of blood. He staggered as he threw himself at the Yin Corpse with the Blake Family crest hovering in front of him.
(Author's note: From now on, the song "Don't Cry" is suitable for Guns N 'Roses.
"Don't Cry" as the background music.)
It was difficult to recognize the original appearance of this Yin Corpse. There was no flesh on his body. The only distinguishable feature was the remaining black hair that hung on his white scalp. His nose was narrow, but the bridge of his nose was high. His jawline could still be vaguely seen from before he was born. His sunken eyes coldly followed Sirius' movements. His gaze was full of hatred for the living. His tattered wet clothes hung on his cold blue skin. A pair of withered hands bent into a bow as Sirius approached, but under the command of the Undead Knight, they could not attack.
Sirius, who had always been noisy, was completely silent. He only felt his throat tighten and stopped not far away from Regulus. Finally, Sirius turned his head away, not daring to look at his brother's sunken eyes. He only bit his trembling lips with his teeth. He shrank his body and took two steps back. The facial features on his thin face were almost squeezed together. Large drops of tears fell uncontrollably from his twitching cheeks.
After finding Regulus, Sirius did not cry out Regulus' name as loudly as before. He just sobbed silently. His sobs made his cheeks tremble.
Creech's thin body quickly approached Regulus. His bat-like ears flickered as he called out Regulus' name with a hoarse voice.
… …
"I want to stay with you, brother. You just want to escape from this family."
"Don't be my follower. It's different from before. You should grow up."
"I just want you to be by my side like before."
… …
"Brother, you're the most stubborn bastard I've ever met … This is for the sake of bloodline and power … Those idiots who torment Muggles and Hemp Sorcerers are just black sheep who are influenced by black magic."
"I've spent so many years teaching you to be a real man … You will die at the hands of the Mystery Man, idiot."
"Is the so-called man running away from his own family to avoid his responsibilities?!"
"Mother is more willing to do that, isn't she?!"
… …
"It's me who should grow up …" Sirius recalled several conversations with his younger brother at different times. His hoarse voice trembled slightly. "Allen, tell your men to let go of Regulus' control."
"Sirius? Regulus … Regulus will attack … He won't recognize you … "Hermione couldn't bear to persuade him. A Shadow Corpse was just a shell left behind in the world. Other than the instinctive hatred for life, it did not have the feelings it had when it was alive.
"Sirius has his own ideas. Let him be." Allen looked at Sirius' eyes and sighed. He turned around and patted Hermione's shoulder. "Don't worry, Hermione. It's just a Shadow Corpse. At most, you'll be bitten a few times."
"Sirius …" Hermione's voice was full of worry, but she didn't know how to comfort him. She unconsciously tried to walk forward, but Allen pulled her back. Allen shook his head at her. Hermione pursed her lips and stayed where she was.
Without control, the Shadow Corpse was expressionless. After a few seconds, it straightened up and raised one hand. Regulus, with a ferocious expression, opened his mouth wide and rushed toward Sirius.
With eyes full of grief and sobbing, the little Sirius was forced to extend a hand and suddenly push, pushing Regulus's Yin Corpse back two steps.
Regulus' body in the mortal world didn't give up. It bared its fangs and rushed forward again. Sirius roared in grief and used an arm to block its throat to avoid being bitten. After a short struggle, he burst out with strength and pressed the Shadow Corpse to the ground.
Regulus raised his deathly cold and fleshless arm and grabbed Sirius' shoulder.
Sirius used his leg to press down on the cold and sticky Shadow Corpse. He didn't care that the Shadow Corpse's clothes were soaking him. One hand pressed down on the Shadow Corpse's body, while the other hand fiercely rubbed the few remaining strands of Regulus' black hair.
Creech, who was on the side, gave a loud hiccup. He rubbed his big red eyes with his little hand and said in a bullfrog-like voice, "The prodigal Young Master always bullied Young Master Regulus when he was young!"
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