Chapter 158 RAB
Looking at Sirius, whose face was full of unwillingness and resentment, Kyle was extremely indifferent on his face, but in his heart, he lamented the complexity of human nature.

The messy-haired, haggard-looking man in front of him was full of evil, but always shone with the brilliance of humanity.

The reckless campus violence in his youth, the abandonment of his family without any nostalgia, and the stubbornness of not repenting until now, all stem from the insensitivity of his noble origin.

But this guy is always loyal to his friends, and he is willing to risk himself for it, acting as the secret keeper who will definitely become the target of the Death Eaters.

Then, in order to make up for his mistakes, he resolutely pursued the murderer thousands of miles away, killed his enemies with his hands, and finally imprisoned himself in Azkaban to punish his mistakes.

Now that he learned that his enemy was not dead, he escaped from prison again, and became the first person to successfully escape from Azkaban in thousands of years.

Then, with an obsession, he swam back to England from an isolated island far away from the mainland, and then stood in front of the castle after a rough journey, which can be called a lonely hero.

Evil and good intertwined, human ugliness and brilliance combined, but it has to be said that this is a real Blake.

Once you make a decision, you will never look back, and you will never be ashamed of the eternal purity in your family tree.

Unfortunately, his kindness is for others.

To Lupine, to Lily, to James, to Harry.

For the lonely and helpless professor back then, and for the stormy Black, Sirius gave them only cruelty and harm.

So although he didn't want this Gryffindor-style lone hero to die, Kyle never wanted him to have a good time.

And Voldemort's potion was the best punishment for him.

It has to be said that Voldemort is really vicious to the extreme.

In order to punish those who broke into this place, what Voldemort left in the stone basin was not a poison that killed people, but a horrible potion that made people extremely painful, but they couldn't survive or die.

This is not the end of his punishment.

When the wizard who came here finally survived the torment of the potion and finally regained consciousness, he could only watch helplessly as he was dragged into the water by the corpses gushing out of the water, and then thrown into the transformation magic circle.

Experience the erosion of evil forces a little bit, and watch myself transform from a living person into an ugly corpse.

Voldemort's corpses have been blown to pieces by Kyle, so in order not to waste Voldemort's fear package, Kyle has quietly let the corpses crawl back to the bottom of the lake.

Although he can't really transform him into a ghost, Kyle doesn't mind letting him experience the despair of being trapped underwater alone and watching himself transform into a monster.

At this moment, Sirius had no way to retreat, and he had no bargaining chip in his hand, so he could only stare at the pot of potion in despair, trembling with rage, and his veins bulged because he was gripping his wand too hard:
"Kyle, I saw that you treated Hermione as a student, and watched you make friends with Harry. I thought you were different from those Slytherins!"

"I thought you would go on the right path under the influence of the two children, Harry and Hermione."

"I thought you were just studying black magic, and subduing dementors was just for research. I didn't expect me to be wrong. You are a Slytherin after all!"

"Testing medicine with human life, you are worthy of being the heir of the evil family of Black, and you are worthy of being a disgusting Slytherin!"

He didn't bow his head to give in, he didn't shed tears in pain, and he could still curse in such a desperate situation. Sirius acted like a man, a man.

It's a pity that the brain is really not working.

Being friendly with Gryffindor is a good person?
Now that Kyle has done evil things, he has become the heir of the evil family again, disgusting Slytherin?
Who did Blake mess with?Who did Slytherin mess with?

Co-authoring Toward Good is because of Gryffindor, and Toward Evil must be because of Slytherin.

According to the logic of Sirius, if the little animals in Hogwarts do good things, they must be influenced by Gryffindor.

If the little animals did bad things, it goes without saying that it must be influenced by Slytherin.

Sirius took this simple and crude logic for granted.

It's not even just Sirius, think about those guys who have been completely brainwashed by Dumbledore, don't they think the same way.

Why is Little Red Hair hostile to Kyle?
Because Kyle is handsome, does Little Red Hair get jealous?Of course not, that kid has always felt good about himself, and he thinks he looks good.

Because Kyle stole his girlfriend and turned his corner?

Stop messing around, that guy doesn't even have full hair, and he can't even tell the difference between a girlfriend and a close buddy.

That being the case, where did his initial hostility towards Kyle come from?

Of course it was because of the wizard robe with green accessories on Kyle.

Kyle didn't bother to correct the stupid dog's stubborn thinking, so he issued an ultimatum straightforwardly:

"I don't need you to judge whether I'm evil or not, Sirius, it's a very simple choice, drink the potion, or go to be with the dementors."

With that said, Kyle patted the table where the stone basin was placed:
"Don't say I won't give you a way to survive. This potion won't kill you, but it will make you suffer all the pain in this world."

While talking, Kyle's eyes were full of malicious light: "You deserve it!"

Sirius was a little confused by what Kyle said, but he only vaguely guessed that Kyle was venting his anger for Snape.

But looking at the expressions on the faces of Kyle and Kreacher, it seems that there is more than that.

Especially Kreacher, Sirius couldn't figure it out.

The Black family has been expelled a lot, why does this old guy hate himself so much?

Although he was full of doubts in his heart, seeing the same malice and expectation on the faces of the two, Sirius knew that he had no choice.

He could only grit his teeth and walk towards the potion.

I prayed in my heart that Kyle didn't lie to him, or that old guy Kreacher wouldn't just watch him die.

Either way, he had Black's blood on him.

Sirius could only comfort himself like this.

Seeing the emerald green potion in the stone basin, Sirius took a deep breath, turned his head and stared at Kyle and the two viciously, and took the cup that Kyle was reaching for with a trembling right hand.

Gritting his teeth tightly, Sirius put the cup into the potion cruelly.

The potion quickly filled the cup. Now that he had made up his mind, he no longer hesitated, and directly raised the cup to his mouth: "I hope you will keep your word."

After speaking, he drank the potion in one gulp.

Sirius didn't say anything after that, just closed his eyes in silence.

The left hand tightly grasped the edge of the table, supporting his trembling body, and the right hand once again reached the cup into the stone basin, scooped up a full cup, and drank it again.

Kyle and Kreacher always stood behind him without saying a word.

Kyle was still calm in his heart, and he avenged the professor by tossing Sirius like this once.

Kreacher's face was full of malice, but his big eyes were full of tears, and he couldn't help but think of his little master——Regulus.

That gentle boy didn't need to suffer those hardships.

It was Sirius who threw his responsibility on him and pushed him into the abyss.

So the old guy couldn't wait to watch Sirius repeat his little master's pain, which, as Kyle had just said, he deserved.

Trembling, Sirius drank two more cups, and finally couldn't hold on the fifth cup.

He staggered two steps to the side, then fell to the ground in pain.

He no longer closed his eyes tightly, panting heavily.

The muscles in his body were beating uncontrollably, and his face was full of fear.

Kyle glanced at him indifferently, then turned to Kreacher: "Regulus was also like this back then?"

This was the first time that Kreacher didn't answer the master's question in time, but nodded tremblingly, with tears streaming down his face.

After a moment of silence, Kyle squatted down and patted the house elf on the shoulder: "It doesn't have to be like this. Although Regulus has suffered for more than ten years, he has finally been brought home now. He is safe and will not suffer anymore."

Saying that, he looked at Sirius who was struggling on the ground: "Unlike Sirius, Regulus is an excellent Slytherin, a real Black, Kreacher, you should be proud of him."

Kreacher, who was being comforted, was already sobbing. Hearing Kyle's affirmation, the old guy could barely pull out a smile, but when he looked at Kyle, his eyes lit up with gratitude.

After a while, Kreacher finally stabilized his emotions. He first looked at Sirius who was still lying on the ground, and then looked at Kyle eagerly.

Although he didn't say anything, the meaning of this old guy is already very clear.

He wanted to repeat to Sirius exactly what he was forced to do to Regulus back then.

Of course, Kyle would not stop the old guy's desire, nodded, and let him snatch the cup from Sirius' hand, then scooped up the potion cup by cup and poured it into Sirius' mouth.

"No...don't...please, let me go, please!"

Sirius, who was rolling on the ground, begged in pain, but the two of them did not soften their hearts in the slightest.

Especially Kreacher, an old fellow, even intentionally slowed down the speed of the potion, just to make Sirius suffer a little longer.

But potions will eventually run out.

Under the regretful eyes of the old guy, Sirius drank his last cup.

The surrounding corpses had rushed to the edge of the island, but Kyle did not rush them to drag Sirius into the water, but picked up the charm box, wiped it with his clothes, and took out the note inside.

At this moment, Sirius had calmed down, but he didn't even have the strength to stand up, he could only lie powerlessly on the ground, panting intermittently.

Maybe it was shocked by the sharpness of the note, or maybe it was just to read to Sirius, Kyle read it slowly:

"To the Dark Lord

By the time you read this letter, I will be dead.

But I want you to know: I was the one who discovered your secret, and I have taken your... stuff and destroyed it as soon as possible.

I'm willing to risk my life, I just hope that when you meet your opponent, you will turn into a mortal with flesh and blood.

RAB"

After reading this hard-edged suicide note, the island fell silent for a while.

(End of this chapter)

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