Dementors of the Blakes

I suddenly felt a splitting headache.

Because you can't get the answer you want?Because you can't remember anything?

I think... at this rate, I'm going to be the first dementor to die of a migraine, and I'm extremely worried.

But more troublesome things are yet to come. This problem is obviously not only migraine, but also polio. The feeling of being out of control before is back. I can't control my body anymore. All of a sudden, I became God's perspective, and my body started to move on its own.

Perhaps, the instinct of the body is more like a dementor than my strange thinking. I can no longer suppress the aura, and suddenly launched an indiscriminate attack, and began to absorb the happiness around me in a sweeping manner.

And around me, there is only Sirius alone.

So, I approached him, like all dementors would do, trying my best to get the happiness I wanted, without looking at his memory, nor carefully measuring and restraining, let alone paying special attention to it. his emotions.

I want to stop myself, but I can't control it, it's like every corner of my body is repelling me, it's betraying me.

No, maybe I betrayed them.

At this moment, I suddenly realized that such a dementor was me at the beginning. At the beginning of Azkaban, I was the same as every clansman, and I would never do anything that violated the standpoint of dementors and natural things.

But now, I have already changed.

I let the prisoner go, deceived my people, suppressed my nature.

Even... I began to suspect that I was once a human being.

With me like this, I am no longer worthy of being a dementor. I want to get back my human memory.

So, this body started to reject me.

If the price of regaining memory is to leave this body, that is death, then to me, it is probably just a little regret. I am not afraid of death, but more afraid of violating my heart.

I am afraid of getting lost.

But now, it's not time to retrieve the memory.

I can't let my body approach Sirius slowly like this, Sirius has fallen to the ground, my body reaches out and puts on the hood, it wants to kiss him.

I can't bring myself to kill Sirius.

So, I told myself, please forgive me one more time, I need a little more time.

I gradually regained control of my body, and then floated in place emotionally.

Sirius... seems to have fallen into a coma...

Uh, I really didn't mean it, I really didn't want to punish you because you attacked me and then ran away, but you didn't repent, didn't come to me, and went to buy a broomstick as a gift for someone else. You didn't think of me at all.

It's really just out of control, out of control... I'm so innocent.

I hope Sirius won't complain when he wakes up.

I lifted the Firebolt I was still holding tightly in my hand, but didn't return it to the unconscious Sirius.

In fact, I am in deep meditation.

It's not suitable for me to see Sirius again recently, I will lose control at any time, and I may not be able to control it again next time, so I immediately become a time bomb, not to mention Sirius is the fuse of my explosion every time, Should stay away.

So, with a Firebolt in one hand, I left the Shrieking Shack with a wave of my sleeve, sneaked into Hogwarts, and hid in the depths of the Forbidden Forest. I wanted to take this opportunity to calm down.

But I didn't expect that shortly after entering the Forbidden Forest, I encountered a strange creature.

A centaur, a creature with the power of stargazing and divination.

He told me that if I go any further, I will enter the territory of the Octagonal Spider.

I froze for a moment, feeling very strange, why did you tell me this?Dementors aren't afraid of octagonal spiders, are they?

"You shouldn't be here." The centaur said, maybe he just wanted to use the octagonal spider as an opportunity to speak, "How can the fallen stars return to the sky?"

...I don't understand what this means.

"Death is just another beginning."

The centaur walked away mysteriously again, which made me stunned for a while.

I couldn't figure out what his attitude was, so I didn't go inside at all, and just hid here, trying to stabilize my physical condition.

As a result, I found out that my current situation is really not good.

Even without all the stimuli from Sirius, my mind was still confused, and it was starting to get more and more confused.

All kinds of strange pictures flashed in my mind, but I couldn't catch them. It became difficult for me to control my body, making the entire nearby area extremely gloomy.

The only thing I can restrain is not to leave here.

Don't run out, face any human being, and do something unpredictable.

But soon, even this was difficult to do.

In fact, I never knew how long I was hiding in the Forbidden Forest or how it all happened.

I just vaguely felt the aura of the clansmen.

It feels weird.

In fact, I have noticed it a long time ago, because people from the tribe often come in to patrol in the Forbidden Forest, so I occasionally pass by other tribesmen, their breath can calm the strange changes in my body.

But this time, what happened to the signals gathering from all directions?

There is only one possibility, they have news about the prisoner!

It's Sirius, in trouble.

I can't bring myself to just sit back and watch.

Because I know better than anyone how the Dementors work, they just suck Sirius' soul.

I left the Forbidden Forest and headed in that direction, a large number of dementors gathered together, and the person surrounded by them, the breath, was undoubtedly Sirius.

I rushed in, trying to stop the attacks of the clansmen, but got no response.

They didn't stop me, they allowed me to come before Sirius, but they didn't stop any action.

Perhaps, even the tribe is asking me to make a choice.

They're not dumb, and never were.

My thinking instantly became confused again.

I hate anything that has to be a choice, a trade-off, but has always had to.

Many pictures began to flash again, but it was a mess.

By coincidence, I made an unexpected action.

I bent down and picked up the wand that Sirius had dropped on the ground. Like a wizard, I held the wand tightly, stretched out my hand, and pointed the tip of the wand at the dementors near Sirius.

It was completely mindless, I don't even remember it, I'm a dementor, I don't have magic to drive a wand.

So, in the next second, I was completely stunned.

A feeling of peeling from the inside ran through my body, I felt myself suddenly rise, and then, I had vision.

Yes, I saw it, I floated high and saw everything.

A dementor, so out of place with other dementors, he held up a wand and stood there motionless.

A man, lying at his feet, who didn't seem to be completely unconscious, looked at the hand of the Dementor's wand with a very shocked look.

That action, representing a wizard's unique habit, is actually very special.

Time seemed to stop at this second, and then turned quickly again.

A silver-white stag came running from a distant lake, it was the patron saint, and with great power, it scattered my people and me.

And the Dementor me, let go of the wand, and, like all Dementors, were forced to leave together.

But the real me was still floating to high places. I looked down at the earth, and vaguely saw a figure standing on the opposite side of the lake.

The stag ran towards him, and that figure seemed to overlap with some images in his memory.

I suddenly felt a stabbing pain, and then fell into darkness, unable to see anything.

It's cold and icy in the dark, but it's not lonely.

I saw many, many pictures, and finally they were no longer looming, but clearly presented in front of my eyes.

I am the youngest son of the Blacks, a Hogwarts student, a Slytherin Seeker, an evil Death Eater, and a fool who has finally come to his senses.

I finally know the answer to that question - what are we?we are brothers.

Sirius Black, is my brother.

I am... Regulus Black.

I opened my eyes suddenly, then blinked and blinked in bewilderment.

where is thisIt seems to be in the water.

But why am I in the water?How come I can see again all of a sudden?

I moved my hand, and then raised it under my own eyelids.

I'm surprised because it's not a dementor's hand, but more like a human Regulus' hand, but... isn't the color right?Why is it blue?

I twitched the corner of my eye, glanced at a bluish-white object floating above it from the corner of my eye, and raised my head subconsciously, it was a distorted human face! !

I stepped back again, but unexpectedly I touched something cold, pulled it over and saw...it was a blue-gray arm...the owner connected to the arm also had a face that looked like a dead person.

This...these are corpses?

No, no, this is a corpse! ! !

I finally woke up, and I didn't know what kind of emotion I should use to face such a weird situation.

Although I didn't understand why the Inferi didn't attack me, I still swam quickly to the surface of the water.

However, the moment I surfaced, I looked down and saw my own reflection on the water.

I finally understood, I did return to my body, but Regulus' body was dead, it was... an infernal corpse.

I, became a ghost.

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I—a dementor, a dementor who has lost his past and lost his true nature, the price for regaining his past is that he can no longer be a pure dementor... I have completed an evolution, and I have become an infernal corpse .

(End of Volume [-] Dementors)

Volume [-] Yin Corpse