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But no matter how much they talked, when they heard the new words, everyone's thoughts were quickly attracted by Alice.

"Order of the Phoenix? I seem to have heard my parents talk about it." James's thoughts seemed to suddenly float back, "Hey, I think it's good. Maybe we can join together after graduation. Anyway, I can't stand that Voldemort. If I can be a savior, it will be really exciting!"

"When I asked my mother before, she actually told me that it was a senior dance party. She actually lied to me?"

James' tone began to become excited. He himself is a very passionate person, so it is natural that he began to imagine the future when he heard about the Order of the Phoenix.

Carl laughed beside him, that can't be done, after all, the savior has not been born in any sense now.

And even if the savior is not Harry, looking at James's stupid look, how can he save the world?

Severus next to him almost shivered immediately, "What's wrong Severus?" Carl asked with concern, Severus shivered, is there anything wrong?

"Nothing, just listening to what Potter said, I subconsciously felt a little...", a nauseous feeling, I don't know what's wrong.

Although James Potter is usually disgusting enough, especially when he is free to harass Lily Carr.

Although Severus didn't say it, looking at Severus's appearance, wouldn't Carr know what he was thinking.

The word savior is really Severus's lifelong enemy, it seems that he has to remind James to say less.

If Sirius hadn't untied the knot with Regulus yet, he would probably come forward to talk about the future with James at this moment, but it is obvious that Sirius is a little worried about his brother at this moment.

Regulus was sitting on the bed and looked a little lost. Others can talk excitedly about what they will do in the future, and James can even decide on the spot that he wants to be a savior.

But he can't, he doesn't even know how to stop being a Death Eater now, how to be a savior, thinking of this, Regulus' lips have turned white.

He was as fragile as a porcelain doll, and it seemed that he could break with a slight pinch. He was not like this originally, but he was always a little sad and sentimental recently.

Because he didn't know what to do, to do what he thought was right, or to do what his parents thought was "right" under their arrangement.

This seemed to be an unsolvable question.

"Regulus? I have something to tell you later." Carl looked at Regulus. He had made up his mind. If he could help this child whom he almost regarded as his brother, he would definitely do it.

"Oh, what? Is it Charms? I'm sorry, my body seems to be not good today." Regulus said apologetically.

"Of course not Charms, I have something to tell you alone, it's very important, you must want to know." Carl said this with a serious expression, almost scaring Regulus at once. After all, Carl was still a reliable, talented and very gentle senior in Regulus' eyes.

Most of his words were very convincing. Regulus also liked to study with Carl. Carl could always find a plan that suited him and then implement it. He was a very good teacher.

"Of course..." Regulus nodded. Although he didn't know what it was, since Senior Carlos said it, it must be right to listen to it.

"What do you want to say? Can't you say it here?" Sirius narrowed his eyes and asked with some doubts.

"Well, it's some ways to temporarily scare your parents from getting close to the Dark Lord..." Carl said. He didn't intend to confront Voldemort directly now. What he wanted to do was simply to help Regulus so that he didn't have to be pushed by his parents to sell his soul to get a chance to revitalize the family.

"Before success, I think the fewer people know, the better. After all, your acting skills are really bad." Carl stretched out his hand and pushed Sirius. He didn't consider telling everyone about this matter, but it didn't matter to others. Sirius was also from the Black family. If he told everything.

Maybe this guy will reveal something to me...

"Really?" Sirius looked at Carl uncertainly.

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"Senior Carlos, what's the matter?" Regulus was fine, but he fainted after not resting for a long time, so he went to the hospital wing in the morning and was fully revived in the afternoon.

Madam Pomfrey's potion was very useful.

As soon as he left the hospital wing, he remembered Carl's words. He always felt that Carl's words were very important. His sixth sense told him that maybe it could change his current situation.

But if you think about it carefully, you can know that he is in a critical condition.Trying to find a cure for everything, even though Carlos is a genius, he is just a Muggle wizard from an ordinary Muggle family. How can he give him accurate advice on the intertwined interests of pure-blood families?

Unless he tells him now that he is another Slytherin heir with huge assets, but it is impossible no matter how you think about it.

Regulus thought with a smile in his heart.

"Oh Regulus, you are here." Carl almost rushed to decorate the secret room. The basilisk even asked Carl what he was doing in a very strange way, but Carl did not say anything.

Asked what to decorate, of course, the secret room was decorated brightly. You know, even if Carl's family is rich, it can't explain why Carl can take out so much money.

But if Carl attributed everything to Slytherin's inheritance, that would be easy to explain.

"Come, follow me." Carl stretched out his hand to signal Regulus to follow him. Regulus looked at Carl a little strangely, but still followed Carl around and around to Myrtle's bathroom.

He felt a sense of déjà vu along the way. Thinking carefully, he seemed to have bumped into Senior Carlos here more than a year ago. At that time, there was still some unknown blood on his body, and even...

"Ah, wait for me for a moment, get ready, and then tell you something important." After saying this, Carl poured out a pair of crystal shoes from the book case he carried with him.

Appeared! Regulus looked at the crystal shoes, but he was surprised and puzzled and soon found the point, because the size of the crystal shoes seemed to have grown a lot.

Although he was not sure if it was the same pair.

But if you think about it carefully, if it is, it would be very strange that the crystal shoes would grow. If not...

Senior Carlos has a habit of making a pair of suitable crystal shoes every year...

That would be even more strange, okay?!

"Don't be surprised, this is actually a good thing. If there is only one pair, I even plan to match you with a pair. After all, it will be a bit dangerous to go down later." Carl said casually while putting on his shoes.

"No... no need." Regulus' voice trembled a little bit, and it was obvious that he was shocked.

But... what was the deep meaning of Senior Carlos bringing him to the door of the women's bathroom to change the crystal shoes? Was he too stupid to understand?

It doesn't make sense. Could it be that he couldn't keep up with the genius's thinking?

The simple Regulus seemed to want to detect a little difference from Carl's actions.

"The mystery is not in the crystal shoes. In fact, if it is not necessary, I will not wear it." Carl changed the crystal shoes. In fact, he must also be disgusted with crystal shoes. Not to mention whether it is a men's style, the fact that it is not easy to move when wearing it is enough for Carl to banish him to the cold palace.

Unfortunately, the attribute of sleeping is like an ugly concubine who actually has a family background that is second to none, which makes Carl have to "pamper" it all the time.

Carl opened his mouth slowly, he did some psychological preparation, looked at Regulus, and finally said, "Regulus, if I say that I can find you a rich and sane Slytherin heir, what about you? What can you do?"

Regulus was stunned by the sudden question, "Senior Carlos?" He was not sure if Carl was joking with him or something.

But to be honest, he could say it almost immediately, because he had been thinking about it for a long time, and even imagined that there was really such a solution, "I will develop slowly first, at least I still have a say in the Slytherin circle."

"Secondly, I will persuade my mother. Now my mother asked me to get close to the Dark Lord just because we have nothing but the name of a pure-blood family and a little background, but if we have a trump card."

"My mother's character, her ambition will not stop at following others to survive...", Regulus became more and more excited, and even provided three or four feasible specific plans. When it comes to playing cards and setting up flags, he is even better than anyone Carl knows.

"The most important thing is that the Dark Lord is so crazy, he will only continue to be crazy and will not stop. Even if I can't convince some stubborn Slytherins, the Dark Lord's madness is enough to scare his subordinates. And the half-blooded wizards he persecuted, it would be a good choice if they were won over."

Finally, Regulus expressed his views on the Dark Lord. In his opinion, according to the Dark Lord's mental state and degree of tyranny.

No matter how powerful he is, he will not succeed. Even if he succeeds, such a moody tyrant will be overthrown in the near future.

Regulus became more and more excited as he spoke, and the blueprint he planned was indeed feasible, which could be seen.

RegulusRegulus is a very capable and practical man, although he is still very young.

Although this blueprint is only in its infancy, Carl knows that Regulus is really thinking about these things, so he slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

But Regulus soon lost his mind as he spoke, because as he said, all of this must be based on the fact that he has a Slytherin heir who can follow him and has a normal mind and can maintain the family operation.

But now... Obviously, although the blueprint he said is very good, everything can only be based on the blueprint, and nothing more can be done.

"Don't lose heart, I have a way, I will take you to find the heir of Slytherin..." Carl said while raising his wand. Regulus slowly raised his head when he heard this sentence in his loss. Carl raised his wand skillfully, cast a confusion spell on the female ghost in the bathroom, and then took him into the women's bathroom.

"Wait, Senior Carlos, this is the women's bathroom, right? And it's a female ghost's bathroom!" Regulus looked at Carl's skillful movements and didn't understand the meaning of Carl's movements at all.

Just when he was struggling to decide whether to think that Senior Carlos was not very smart or that Senior Carlos's movements had a deeper meaning, Carl gave him the answer.

Carl stood by the faucet in the bathroom and slowly opened his mouth. Before Regulus could react to what Carl wanted to do.

The sound of snakes passing through the silent air almost made Regulus stunned. He knew that this should be snake language.

Senior Carlos, can speak snake language?

The faucet shrank from the middle, and a large hole slowly cracked on the ground. Regulus looked over and it was almost bottomless. He searched for Slytherin's chamber in his brain almost immediately.

For students at Hogwarts, it is not surprising to know this, although most students regard it as a grotesque or a story. After all, no one has found Slytherin's chamber.

But today...

Regulus swallowed his saliva and looked at Carl. Carl slowly opened his lips, his blue eyes exuded a smile, and there was still the hissing sound of snakes in his throat. Regulus didn't understand, but he knew it was snake language.

"That senior Carlos, if you are speaking snake language, I don't understand." Regulus slowly uttered this sentence.

"Oh..." Carl immediately switched languages. He pursed his lips. The smile reached his bones, which was fundamentally different from the smile of the Dark Lord that did not reach the bottom of his eyes.

"I mean, Regulus, have you found it? The heir of Slytherin."

Carl's words sounded like a tease, but surprisingly reassuring, because Regulus knew that if this was the case, then...

"You said you could help me with this, right?" Regulus was almost excited. He immediately went up and shook Carl's hand, and the burning fighting spirit in his eyes almost overflowed.

"Not only that, go into the Chamber of Secrets. I have a pretty good plan. Although I can't guarantee that it can help you completely, it is at least a delaying tactic."

"Go into the Chamber of Secrets, but you have to be careful later. It is well known that Slytherin raises basilisks. What I want to tell you now is..."

"This big guy is still alive and lying quietly in the Chamber of Secrets. Be careful not to let him see you to death." Carl reminded him, his tone was very calm, which made Regulus feel at ease.

Although everything was not settled, at least Senior Carlos gave him a way to go somewhere else. He didn't have to fight a desperate battle in two dead ends and then die in any of the two dead ends.

Even if the road Senior Carlos brought him was not much better, at least it wouldn't be worse, which gave him a little hope.