Hogwarts: This holy light is righteously evil

Seeing the two elders looking exhausted, Puni was filled with doubt.

It was as if the elders of the Black family had made a pact to all decline in health within a few short years, each of them confined to their sickbeds, which was extremely abnormal.

He couldn't help but wonder if this was some kind of curse at work.

Just like the position of Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts, which was cursed by the Dark Lord, no one could hold the position for long.

But it doesn't look like it.

As the funeral ceremony drew to a close, the guests who had come to pay their respects rose one after another, expressed their condolences to Regulus, and then left 12 Grimaud Place.

Just then, Puni noticed that Narcissa quietly got up, her expression somewhat solemn. She whispered a few words to Regulus, then turned and walked out of the living room, seemingly going out for a while.

Puni didn't ask any further questions, but simply stood aside and watched the guests leave in an orderly fashion. It wasn't until a few minutes later that Narcissa came back in with a strange woman.

The moment the woman entered, Puni's gaze was drawn to her, and his heart skipped a beat, as if he thought Bellatrix had been resurrected.

Her figure and facial features bore a striking resemblance to Bellatrix, and her innate aristocratic air was exactly like that of the Black family.

But after observing them closely for a moment, he noticed the differences between the two.

The woman's hair was light brown, softly draped over her shoulders. It lacked Bellatrix's flamboyant and sharp features, and her eyes were gentler, carrying a hint of tenderness and aloofness, without the ruthlessness and obsession in Bella's eyes.

Puni quickly realized that this must be Andromeda, Bellatrix's younger sister and Narcissa's older sister.

He had seen related records in his family's ancient books. Andromeda had insisted on marrying a Muggle-born wizard despite her family's objections. This act of "violating the honor of purebloods" thoroughly angered the elders of the Black family. She was eventually expelled from the family and cut off all ties with the Black family. She has been living a low-key life ever since.

Clearly, Andromeda had also learned of his grandfather Borcox's passing and, cherishing his family ties, wanted to return to attend his grandfather's funeral and bid him farewell.

But she knew that she had long been expelled from the Black family, and according to the family’s old rules, she was not qualified to step into 12 Grimmauld Place, much less attend the funeral.

Therefore, she did not come rashly, but waited near the Blake house until Narcissa learned of the news and quietly went out to bring her in.

Puni knew in his heart that the Black family of today was no longer the rigid, stubborn family that once believed in pure blood above all else.

After Regulus took over the family, he abandoned many old and strict rules, became more gentle, valued family ties more, and was never rigid or dogmatic.

In his view, even though Andromeda had been expelled from the family and was no longer a member of the Black family, she was still Borcox's granddaughter and a member of the Black family bloodline. It was only natural for her to come to her grandfather's funeral, and there was no reason to refuse.

It was precisely because of Regulus's tacit approval that Narcissa dared to go out and bring her sister in.

As Andromeda entered the funeral hall and bowed deeply before Borcox's portrait, his eyes were filled with sorrow and guilt.

Puni looked at it and thought it was pretty good.

As a pure-blood noble family, the Black family certainly values ​​bloodline and honor, but kinship should not be bound by these cold rules, nor should it be reduced to mere entanglements and calculations of interests. There should be such warmth and tolerance between family members.

Andromeda's appearance was not deliberately concealed. Several pure-blood nobles who had not yet left the scene quickly noticed her and recognized this "rebel" who had been expelled from the Black family.

They looked surprised and whispered among themselves.

They were all aware of the Black family's past rules and never imagined that Andromeda would be allowed to enter number 12 Grimmauld Place to attend Borrox's funeral.

Everyone understood that from the moment Andromeda stepped into this place, it meant that the Black family had undergone a quiet transformation.

Those old, rigid, and cold pureblood rules are being broken down by Regulus little by little.

This once proud and closed-off pure-blood family is becoming more inclusive and valuing family ties more.

This shift may lead the Black family down a completely different path.

Boroks' funeral came to a close. The whole process was solemn and dignified, without any unexpected changes. However, Puni could not describe the funeral as "smooth".

After all, this is a ceremony to bid farewell to a loved one, and sadness lingers in everyone's heart. The so-called "success" is simply that nothing worse happened, and no additional disturbance was added to this sadness.

After the funeral, all the guests who had come to pay their respects had left, and Number 12 Grimmauld Place returned to silence, with only the Black family members and Penny, who had not yet set off to return to Hogwarts, remaining.

According to the original plan, Puni should have returned to Hogwarts immediately after the funeral via the Floo Network to catch up with his classes the next day. However, Regulus stopped him and solemnly asked him to stay another night, saying that he had something important to discuss with him alone.

Puni instantly understood; he knew that what Regulus wanted to talk about was the declining health of several elders of the Black family.

During this period, the health of the elders in the clan deteriorated one after another, and they became bedridden and their energy gradually declined. Even Regulus himself was not spared.

This matter was too bizarre, with no discernible pattern, like an invisible shadow looming over the entire Black family, causing unease in everyone's hearts.

Sure enough, once only the two of them were left in the living room, Regulus slowly spoke: "Puni, I know you've been wondering about the health of the elders in our clan. Actually, I've noticed something unusual about them recently as well."

He raised his hand and pressed his chest, a barely perceptible weakness flashing across his face. "Sometimes, I suddenly feel a strange weakness, and I can't muster any energy. That feeling of weakness comes without warning, lasts for a while and then slowly subsides, but if it happens too often, I can't help but feel anxious."

Hearing Regulus's words, Puni's heart sank.

He had previously wondered why his elders' health was deteriorating collectively, but he never imagined that Regulus, who was in his prime, would also experience such symptoms.

A terrible thought arose in both of their minds at the same time.

This is not simply a matter of time approaching its end; it is a curse targeting the entire Black family!

Regulus said with some apprehension, "I'm sure this is a curse, and most likely it was cast on our family by the Dark Lord."