HP has a villain system but has become a popular character

The narrow entrance of the cave was only wide enough for one person to pass through sideways. The sea was surging, with waves hitting the cliff and seawater constantly pouring in.

Boom! !

The thunder struck the cave and echoed deeper into the cave, causing the surrounding walls to tremble. Smoke and dust rose and unstable rubble fell from the cave ceiling.

The surface of the huge lake in the cave was rippling with waves, as if wailing, desperate creatures were reaching out to Regulus in the center of the lake for help.

In the shallow layer, countless terrifying black shadows were faintly visible in the dark lake water.

The strong wind carrying rain into the cave did not reduce its momentum, and Regulus' wizard robe was rustling in the wind.

He turned around and looked at the gray sky that circled the entrance of the cave, his thoughts surging in his mind.

How similar this weather is, it is the embodiment of his innermost thoughts.

It rained all the time. Sometimes it was continuous and rainy like a leech, but more often it was violent and freezing. The winds were like sharp blades, torturing him day and night and leaving him covered in wounds.

Now that he saw real rain, it seemed gentle and warm in his eyes.

Turning back and ignoring the violent storm outside, Regulus lowered his eyes and looked at the stone basin in front of him. It was full of emerald green glowing unknown liquid. Just by looking at it, one could tell that this liquid was definitely not ordinary.

After learning the whole story from Kreacher, Regulus raised his hand and waved his wand, which transformed into a silver spoon the size of a bowl. He scooped up a full spoonful of liquid and was about to put it into his mouth.

This is a good thing. It can help Wen Xiu get the Horcrux that Voldemort hid here. Wen Xiu will never know his heart, and Sirius won't have to be embarrassed anymore.

It's a better choice than leaving.

All he had to pay with was his life.

The emerald green liquid shimmered with light and reflected Regulus' pale face. The corpses in the lake were ready to move, raising their arms to welcome Regulus who was about to become them.

Just as he raised his head to drink the liquid, he heard a voice from behind that would remain engraved in his memory and make him feel scared, sad and cry.

"Regulus please don't!!!"

His heart trembled suddenly, Regulus' eyelashes drooped to cover the expression in his eyes, and the silver spoon in his hand fell.

The silver spoon fell to the ground, splashing emerald green liquid all over the floor and staining his robes. Regulus turned around eagerly as if he didn't notice it. In his sight, the light named Wenxiu Lord shone into the dim cave.

The boat carrying Wenxiu Lord swayed towards him, and Regulus' eyes could no longer hold anything else.

Sirius, who was standing behind Vinciu Lord, had a gloomy face as he looked at Regulus in the middle of the lake, unable to restrain his joy, as if he had seen himself who was picked up by Vinciu Lord on that rainy night.

The boat was about to reach the shore, and Wenxiu Lord didn't care about the distance, jumped off the boat and ran a few steps to Regulus.

Holding Regulus' face in his hands and looking at him from left to right, Wenxiu Lord was really getting anxious. But Regulus just looked at him without saying a word, which made Wenxiu Lord very anxious.

"Why aren't you talking? Are you injured? I'll take you to get treated right now!"

As he spoke, Wenxiu Lord picked up Regulus and carried him sideways toward the boat.

Sirius behind him had a gloomy expression, and his pair of warm gray eyes seemed to merge into the dark lake water surrounding them in this cave.

He strode forward, clamped his hands on Wenxiu Lord's shoulders, and forcefully pulled Regulus out of Wenxiu Lord's arms.

"Regulus should be fine, right, brother."

His sharp eyes scanned Regulus back and forth, and he cast a few crude detection spells on him. Healthy orange-yellow light symbolized that both his soul and body were very healthy.

Regulus also came back to his senses.

He shifted his gaze slightly and fell on the face of the person next to Sirius. That handsome face was filled with deep worry and sadness.

His brows were furrowed, and the corners of his lips, which would often raise an arc even when he was angry, were now turned down in worry. His chest was rising and falling, and it turned out that his breathing was disordered.

It was the first time that he saw Wenxiu Lord showing such an expression to him.

It's really unexpected and I can't suppress the joy in my heart.

A stuffy feeling rose from the heart, and the blood that kept gushing out turned into sweet honey.

Regulus raised his hand to cover his heart, with a smile on his lips that no one noticed.

"I didn't drink, Wen Xiu, I didn't have time to drink yet."

Upon hearing this, Wenxiu Lord was stunned, and it took him a few breaths to realize what Regulus said.

He let out a long sigh, showing his relief at surviving the disaster. He grabbed Regulus' arms with both hands and showed the brightest and most dazzling smile he had seen in some time.

"Great, I finally caught up, it's okay, it's okay."

The incoherent voice echoed in the cave. Wenxiu Lord covered his face with both hands and wiped away the moisture that seeped out from the corners of his eyes due to ecstasy.

Fortunately, he arrived in time to stop Regulus. What if he had arrived a step later?

How much better would Regulus' ending be than the Regulus in his memory?

It's just that he didn't become a corpse and left this world two days later.

With his hands hanging down and looking up at Regulus' smiling face, Wenxiu Lord suddenly felt angry for no reason.

In the eyes of Wenxiu Lord, Regulus is a flower that grows tenaciously among weeds.

He told Regulus that he would be the most beautiful flower in the world, so Regulus endured the scorching sun, the chilly autumn wind, and the biting snow and wind.

Now he wanted to die in the warm spring breeze. How could Wenxiu Lord not be angry?

Rushing forward and grabbing Regulus by the collar, Wenxiu Lord glared at him, his voice high but with a hint of trembling.

"How can you bear all this alone! You clearly," he swallowed the sobs in his throat, and the corners of his eyes turned red in the blink of an eye.

"You clearly promised me that you would lead our family to the top of the world. Everything should be peaceful and everyone should be happy. How could you..."

How can I abandon the promise between you and me and leave all the people who care about you to die?

His emotions completely collapsed, and big raindrops fell from his bright and beautiful silver-gray eyes. Wenxiu Lord stared at Regulus stubbornly, and every drop of tears was the condensation of countless resentments.

"What if the Black family dies? What about Sirius? What about me?"

The last question was so light that it could be blown away by the wind, but it shocked Regulus' heart.

The person in front of him was sobbing, his hands clenched on his collar as if grasping a sharp blade that cut through his rationality, pouring out the strong love that could no longer be restrained and had nowhere to go.

He cupped his hands to catch the raindrops, and tried to wipe away the tears on his cheeks with his fingertips.

The silver-haired man in front of him was not crying in a pitiful way, but Regulus felt like his heart was about to be broken by his tears.

The moment he touched that softness, Regulus felt a tremor from the depths of his soul.