Comics: Rise of Hydra

Kreacher easily took Yueze and directly apparated back to the ancestral home of the Black family. This is where Regulus grew up. At the same time, this quaint old home has always been the pride of the Black family. This is not just a mansion, it also carries all the inheritance of this pure-blood family that has lasted for hundreds of years.

The ancient and mysterious old house that only existed vividly in the memory has now become dilapidated. The hall that used to be full of laughter and laughter now became silent. Thick dust and countless spider webs that had accumulated for an unknown amount of time could be seen everywhere. Having lost its heir and all direct bloodlines of the family, the Old Black House has slowly lost its former glory. After integrating all the memories of Regulus, Yueze looked at the old Black house like this and suddenly felt his heart heavy, as if there was a huge stone in his heart.

However, what worried Yue Ze the most was that the lady who had always been noble and elegant in Regulus's impression was no longer alive. She could no longer hold her proud head high as she shuttled through the dance and became the center of attention. Now she had become a portrait, a portrait that was posted on the wall facing the door.

The elegant woman in the portrait is Regulus's mother, Walburga Black. This woman, who has long had elegance and nobility engraved in her blood, is still as graceful as ever even though she has been transformed into a portrait. But it is still possible to tell from her demeanor that her mental state is not very good. Her eyes were staring at the door without blinking, as if she was afraid of missing the day when the door would be opened.

Portraits in the magical world are a very magical existence. Before the owner dies, he takes out his own memory and puts it into the portrait painted with magic dye, so that the people in the portrait will wake up after the owner dies.

This kind of portrait, which carries all the memories of the owner, can also be regarded as the continuation of another life in a certain sense. Every pure-blood family continues the habit of making portraits, especially the heads and matrons of each generation will make their own portraits before they die, so that the family secrets can be better passed down.

The Black family, like most pure-blood families, will keep the portraits of all their ancestors in a secret room, and that room will be covered with layers of protective magic. This not only ensures the safety of the portraits but also allows them to be preserved. More complete and lasting. As the matron of this generation, Walburga Black's portrait should be placed in the secret room. The appearance of the portrait here must be her own intention.

When Regulus was in trouble, Walburga Black was still alive but could not find any trace of his youngest son, and Kreacher was also ordered by Regulus not to tell others about the cave. So Walburga Black didn't know what happened to her youngest son until her death. It can be said that she left this world with regrets.

Even though she didn't know where her younger son was, the gray name symbolizing death on the family tapestry clearly showed that her younger son had left this world first, and even his body could not be found. And her eldest son also followed Dumbledore and refused to return to this home, so she hung her portrait directly opposite the gate. She was waiting for her younger son's body. The eldest son comes home.

Thinking of these Yueze who had never had maternal love, he suddenly felt sad. He suddenly wanted to ask Regulus if he would regret throwing his life in the cold lake if he knew this would be the result.

Seeing the person in the portrait staring at him without blinking, with a look of disbelief, Yue Ze quickly took a few steps forward and stood in front of the portrait, his eyes slightly red.

"Mother, I'm back!" Even if she wasn't her own mother, Yue Ze didn't hesitate to say these two words, because such a mother deserves everyone's respect.

This was not the first time that Yue Ze had spoken the word 'mother', but this was the first time that it gave him a warm feeling instead of just a cold title.

Walburga looked at her little son who suddenly appeared in front of her in disbelief. She was sure that the man with tattered clothes and pale face in front of her was the little son she had been waiting for. She had suspected that someone was impersonating Regulus, but even though there were many ways in the magic world to make one person look like another, the power of blood could not be changed. This old house has been restricted for a long time, and only people with the noble blood of the Black family can enter, so the young man in front of her must be her little Rael.

Ever since her youngest son's name on the family tapestry turned gray, symbolizing death, even if she didn't want to believe it, she knew that her little Rael would never come back. She complained more than once that she was unqualified as a mother because she didn't know where her youngest son was or what happened. She couldn't even find her son's body and couldn't let him rest in peace. She also thought about asking her eldest son to find the whereabouts of Rael, but unfortunately she could not see her eldest son until her death.

"Rael, it's really you! You're still alive? That's great!" Walburga was so excited that he even said incoherently.

"What the hell is going on?" Walburga saw that Regulus was brought back by Kreacher's Apparition. What else didn't he understand? No wonder Kreacher punished herself every time she mentioned Rael before. , it turned out that it was hiding something from her.

"Mother, this matter is a bit complicated. Let me take care of myself first and then talk to you in detail, okay? Of course, I still have something to ask my ancestors." Yue Ze pulled the rags on his body, some Said shyly.

"Look, I'm so confused!" Walburga slapped his forehead in annoyance, "Kreacher, prepare bath water and dinner! Oh, and clean up the house and see what kind of mess this is!"

In his ears were his mother's endless nagging and Kreacher's voice from time to time saying 'Kreacher is so bad for letting his master stay in such a dirty place' and 'Kreacher is going to punish himself severely'. Although it’s messy and noisy, it’s also very cozy, isn’t it? Yueze involuntarily raised the corners of his mouth, and Xiao Qi seemed to feel his master's good mood, flying out of the space and circling around him excitedly.

Standing beside a bathtub that was as big as a swimming pool, looking at the water vapor floating on it, and smelling the faint fragrance of a certain essential oil in the air, Yue Ze couldn't help but secretly be glad that Kreacher didn't sprinkle flower petals in his bathtub. As far as he knew, many nobles had such a hobby, such as a certain platinum family.

"The evil aristocrat!" Yueze said as he took off his clothes. The usually calm young man rarely became an angry young man for once.

"But, Master, you are a noble now!" Xiao Qi said in a brisk tone while flapping her wings.

"..." Yueze's hand that was taking off his clothes paused. He looked at the elf swimming in the water expressionlessly and said, "Xiao Qi, I want to take a bath!"

"Yeah, Xiao Qi knows! Master, do you need to wipe your back?" Xiao Qi struggled to pick up a bath towel and stared at Yue Ze with a pair of big eyes without blinking.

"Go back to the space!" He slowly uttered a few words with slightly pursed lips. Yueze crossed his arms and didn't pay attention to Xiaoqi's cuteness. It wasn't until it moved back into the space three times that Yueze continued to take off his clothes. Unfortunately, he didn't know that the weapon spirit could observe the outside situation at any time in space, so his resistance was completely meaningless.

The shabby clothes slowly fell down the white shoulders, revealing the unique youthfulness of this age. Although the young man is thin, he is by no means weak. He has a lot of eight-pack abs and mermaid lines. Every muscle has a graceful arc and also contains huge explosive power. There is no doubt that every descendant of the Black family is extremely good at fighting.

After taking a comfortable bath, Yue Ze finally felt that he no longer smelled like sex all over his body. He picked up the clothes that Kreacher had prepared and put them on. The size was just right. I have to say that the magical world is still very magical. At least in the ordinary world, it is impossible to have such comfortable and light fabrics that are as comfortable and light as your own second skin.

When Yueze came out of the bathroom, he saw a brand new old house. The fighting power of the house elves was really amazing! In such a short time, the lifeless old house can be given a new look. Let's see who can still connect this old house with its rich heritage to the previous haunted house. Therefore, house elves are really a must-have item at home, and Yueze decided to be nicer to Kreacher.

"Little Master, the mistress just told you to have a good rest and we will discuss the rest tomorrow." Yueze walked to the dining room and saw that Creech had already prepared the dinner, and Walburga had also hung it on the wall. disappeared from the portrait, and it seems that he must have returned to the secret room of the Black family where the portrait was stored.

"Kreacher, after you finish eating, bring me the locket I gave you for safekeeping before." Yueze said while eating.

"Kreacher did not complete the mission of the little master. Kreacher did not destroy the pendant. Kreacher will punish himself." Kreacher said while slamming his head against the wall.

"Stop, Kreacher, stop!" Yueze looked at the house elf who was crying with tears and snot in his eyes with a headache. He felt that his stomach seemed a little uncomfortable. Not everyone can bear such a neurotic house elf. Understand.

"Okay! Kreacher, it's not your fault!" Looking at Kreacher's teary eyes, Yue Ze decided to eat first.

After eating, Yueze returned to his room with the Slytherin locket Kreacher gave him and a mithril box he found in the warehouse. Regulus's room was completely different from his brother Sirius's room. Compared to his brother Sirius's room, which had various posters on the wall and was full of messes, Regulus's room looked neater and more stylish. Slytherin style.

Putting the things in his hands aside, Yue Ze stood in front of the tall full-length mirror and looked at the body seriously. Well, he is tall and a bit slender, but Yueze knows how explosive and combative this body is. Thinking again about the muscles he saw in the shower, Yueze expressed that he was very satisfied with this undressed and fleshy body.

However, Yueze got closer, and his eyes were really a problem. Long eyelashes, eyes like black gems, everything is perfect. The only troublesome thing is that these eyes have no pupils, and the whole eyes are black and white. There is no way, this is also one of the sequelae of evolving from the Inferi to humans. Yueze picked up the rimless gold-rimmed glasses that Kreacher had prepared on the table and put them on the bridge of his nose. They were very good, perfectly covering the secret of these eyes.

Yueze picked up the Slytherin locket that had been placed aside and put it into the mithril box and closed it. Yueze felt relieved. He remembered that the locket had a deceptive effect, and he didn't want to fall for it unknowingly. That mithril box is one of the important collections of the Black family. The magic circle on it can isolate all black magic, which is suitable for storing this Horcrux.

The original owner's wish was to revitalize the Black family. Thinking about it, you know that this is not easy. Now is when Voldemort has just been defeated by the savior, and the Order of the Phoenix has achieved an unprecedented victory. Anyone who hangs out with Death Eaters will be arrested and tried. If I remember correctly, the Black family is one of the top Death Eater families.

Yue Ze felt that the most important thing for him at the moment was to clear himself first, and the key to clearing himself was this Horcrux. Presumably, Dumbledore would not reject him, a person who abandoned the dark side and turned to the bright side. Besides, it was more cost-effective to take refuge in an ancient family than to become a rival.

When I think of Yueze of the Order of the Phoenix, I think of the stupid brother of the original owner. Before, Sirius was first assigned to Gryffindor, and after graduation, he had a fierce relationship with the people of the Order of the Phoenix. Old Black had no choice but to expel him from the family. This was not only a kind of protection for him, but also a hope that if Voldemort really failed, the blood of the Black family could continue. It's a pity that his good intentions were not cherished. Who would have thought that Sirius would eventually be stupid enough to imprison himself in Azkaban because of guilt, without defending or appealing.

After Sirius was disqualified as the heir, Regulus, as the second son, was naturally raised as the heir. However, because the candidate for the heir had already been determined, Regulus was always left alone to avoid brotherly strife. As a result, Regulus suddenly had to inherit a family, and one can imagine the pressure on Regulus.

But just when he sacrificed his life for the family, his brother didn't care about the family at all. Even if he was expelled from the family, there were parents who gave birth to him and raised him. But Sirius never showed up when they were sick, and didn't even attend their parents' funerals. How could Regulus not have resentment towards such a brother? It was no wonder that his wish did not involve his brother who was still in Azkaban.

Lying on the soft big bed, Yue Ze carefully thought about what he was going to say when he saw the ancestors of the Black family tomorrow. After thinking about these words several times to make sure there were no loopholes, Yue Ze fell into sleep. On his first night in another world, Yue Ze Ze had a good dream.