["Magic is power, restore the glory of pure blood!"

One by one, the dark wizards gathered around Voldemort. At that moment, they seemed to see the light!

That man is their hope! It is their future!

Regulus stretched out his arm and let the man leave the mark of the Death Eater on his arm.

From then on, this man became his belief.

That year, he was only 16 years old.

Tom Riddle: "Hahaha, did you see that? This is the choice of a normal wizard! Magic is power! You have powerful magic but can only live in the dark. Are you really willing to live like this?"

Gellert Grindelwald: "Hey, that's my line. You lunatic's focus is obviously the second half, to restore the glory of pure blood. Haha, it's ridiculous. There are not many wizards, and you are still splitting internally. Your ideas will only make the future of wizards darker."

There are only 5,000 wizards in Britain, but the total population of Britain is more than 60 million! The ratio of 10,000 to 1 is already short of manpower, and this guy is actually creating internal conflicts. Isn't this just courting death?

[For a year, Regulus followed behind him. He witnessed his strength, but he never understood why the man who claimed to restore the glory of pure-bloods did nothing. He didn't care whether they achieved results or not, or even whether they lived or died, until the day of 687...

The man stood in front of everyone. He proudly held a locket and said to his subordinates:

"Even I have gone further than anyone else on the road to immortality. You know my goal - conquering death..."

At that moment, Regulus understood.

Compared to leading these pure-blood wizards to fight against those half-bloods and mudbloods, he cared more about something else

Eternal life.

Gellert Grindelwald: "Haha, look, what did I say? I said, this guy is just shouting slogans, he doesn't care about the glory of pure blood."

Bellatrix: "Bah! What do you know! What's wrong with Lord Voldemort pursuing immortality! That is to better lead us to conquer the wizarding world! These are just part of the plan."

Gellert Grindelwald: "Are you still deceiving yourself? Then you just watch carefully, his plan is doomed to fail, and he will fail more miserably than me."

Zhang Dong: "In fact, I have never understood. Although Tom's mother is a squib from the Gaunt family, his father is just a Muggle, and he himself is already a half-blood. Why do you Death Eaters believe that he will stand on the side of pure-blood wizards?"

Tom Riddle: "Zhang! Don't sow discord here! I have already shattered it"

[Although he knew that Voldemort valued immortality more, Regulus still did not betray him.

Because he believes that even if he falls to the groundThe devil has selfish intentions, but if there is a person who can lead pure-blood wizards to glory, then this wizard must be him.

Until that day

"I need a house-elf." Voldemort looked at Regulus in front of him.

Regulus did not doubt him, he immediately thought of his servant, the obedient and sensible Kreacher.

So, he came to the kitchen, looking at the elf who was preparing dinner for him, Regulus said firmly: "Kreacher, now the respected Dark Lord needs a house-elf to help him do something, I recommend you to him."

"But Master..."

"Kreacher, you must know that being needed by the Dark Lord is the highest honor for both of us, the master and the servant. You must obey his instructions, and then... go home safely."

Hearing Regulus's words, Kreacher also nodded firmly, and then followed Voldemort out of the Black family.

Ron Weasley: "I dare say, this elf is dead!"

Kreacher: "Nonsense! You are dead! Kreacher obeyed the master's order! Kreacher returned home safely!"

Yes, he came back alive.

But he didn't tell them how he came back alive.

[Voldemort brought Kreacher to a dark cave. In the middle of the cave was a stone basin filled with strange potion. Voldemort conjured a water cup and filled it, and then said to him in an unquestionable tone:

"Drink it!"

Kreacher didn't dare to disobey, not because the other party was a powerful Dark Lord, but because his master asked him to obey the other party.

Kreacher drank the potion, and the next second, intense pain surged from his heart. He fell to the ground, twitching and struggling. He wanted to ask Voldemort for help, but Voldemort just proudly took out a locket and threw it into the stone basin, then walked away with a laugh.

As for this elf?

It was just a guinea pig for him to test the efficacy of the potion. What did its life or death have to do with him!

Kreacher tried to run out, but outside the cave, the infernal corpses that had been waiting for a long time crawled out from the water. They pounced on Kreacher ferociously, but Kreacher didn't care at all.

At this moment, he had only one thought:

"I want to go home safely... The master is still waiting for me to bring him the news that the mission is completed..."

Harry Potter: "Voldemort!! How can you treat this house-elf like this!"

Tom Riddle: "Huh? Why are you so excited? Didn't you say it's just a house-elf?"

It's just a house-elf.

Yes, it's just a house-elf. (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Isn't this thing just a domestic dog? No, dogs are at least pets that their owners love, but house-elfs are not...He was just a slave who was even lower than a pet.

[Kreacher is back, and he actually returned to the Black family alive.

"Kreacher! What happened to you?" Regulus looked at Kreacher worriedly.

Kreacher looked at his master. He didn't say anything, but just repeated what happened to him. There was no gorgeous language, no detailed description, but Regulus's face became colder and colder.

At this moment, he finally understood one thing

What a shitty Dark Lord! After taking off the gorgeous disguise, he was just a cruel, cold-blooded and ruthless killer!

What restoring the glory of pure-blood wizards! What leading wizards out of the darkness! It was just a lie he told them!

Looking at the Death Eater mark on his wrist, he felt for the first time that the distorted pattern was so disgusting!

Finally, Regulus looked at Kreacher beside him and said the last words of his life to him:

"Hide well and don't leave home."

Then he turned and walked into the night... and never came back...

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