Just when Cynthia felt like she was going to faint, Severus ended the intense, long kiss.

Cynthia's lips were red and swollen from the long sucking and biting, and there were some small wounds on them that were still oozing blood.

"Lily......" Severus muttered as she licked her blood-stained lips.

"Lily, I love you......" Severus tore Cynthia's robes and pressed it again.

……

After a long time, Severus fell asleep on Cynthia's stomach.

Cynthia's eyes were open, her body was trembling slightly, and her lips were no longer recognizable.

She looked at the sleeping man in a complicated manner, raised her right hand, and gently stroked his face, "I love you, Severus." ”

She got up and walked into the bathroom.

As the hot water flowed out, a thin mist rose on the mirror, and Cynthia soaked herself in the tub.

The pain of tearing her lower body made her gasp. She looked at the marks left by Severus on herself, but her vision blurred.

Since her robe was torn apart by Severus with a wand, she had to take a black robe from the man's closet.

It was filled with the bitter smell of potions unique to Severus, and the robes were so long that Cynthia had to cast a shrinking spell.

Cynthia looked at Severus's sleeping face and made a decision.

Now that she has decided to betray the Dark Lord, she must keep Severus safe.

She decided to draw Severus's Kindness Guardian, a potion, and give him a chance to do so.

Cynthia unbuttoned her shirt to reveal the skin of her heart, she bit her lip, raised her wand, and stabbed it hard.

"Hmm!" A muffled snort sounded, and she immediately pulled out her wand, raised the wand stained with blood, and drew a complex and ancient Oriental magic array.

As the wand thrusted in and out, Cynthia's already ruddy face turned even paler as paper.

But a bright red formation gradually revealed its appearance, and finally, Cynthia used her wand to cut through the skin of her eyebrows, and a drop of crystal blood rolled down, flying down Cynthia's magic to Severus's heart.

"Hum" As the last drop of blood melted into Severus's heart, the entire formation suddenly flashed and disappeared into the man's body.

Cynthia slumped down on the carpet due to the loss of magic and blood.

She succeeded! Now all he had to do was feed the potion to Severus, and he would be able to resist the death curse.

Cynthia covered the man and quietly walked out of the room. "Seymour!"

"Miss Black, what do you command?" The elf appears in front of Cynthia as she summonses.

"When Severus wakes up, don't tell him I've been here." Cynthia said weakly, then walked down the stairs and through the fireplace back to Black's house.

Siris and Amina hadn't returned yet, and even Kreacher hadn't come out, which left Cynthia feeling a little confused.

She threw herself into the couch by the fireplace and waited for the Siris to arrive.

But it wasn't the Silis couple who came here first.

With a "snap", Kreacher and a man appeared in the foyer.

"Miss Cynthia! Hurry up and save Master Regulus! Kreacher shouldn't have acceded to Master Regulus's request! It's all Kreacher's fault! As soon as the elf saw Cynthia on the couch, she cried out loudly.

By the time Cynthia heard Regulus' name, she already knew what was going on.

Ignoring her weakness, she rushed to the lying figure.

It was none other than Regulus, who was supposed to be at Hogwarts, his face had turned leaden gray, and there were several scratches on his arms that were oozing purple blood.

"Rael! What's going on Kreacher! Cynthia grabbed Regulus' hand and asked the elf who kept hitting the wall.

"At noon today, Master Regulus suddenly came back and asked Kreacher to take him to the cave where the Dark Lord took Kreacher."

"Thunder...... Master Regulus pulled out the box from his pocket that looked like the Dark Lord's," said Kreacher, tears pouring down the sides of his big nose. "He told Kreacher to take it with him, and as soon as the basin was empty, he would replace the box......"

He also ordered Kreacher to leave...... He. He also confessed to Kreacher...... Go home...... Don't tell Miss Cynthia...... What did he do...... And to destroy the first box. He drank all the poison...... Kleech cut out the box and changed the box...... And then...... Young Master Regulus shouted for water...... Kreacher didn't hold him, he was grabbed by the arm by the underwater corpse...... Kreacher had no choice but to take the phantom of Master Regulus with him......"

After hearing Kreacher's words, Cynthia cried and shouted, "Didn't you say that we would be together?" Why...... Why go to ...... alone"

"West, Thea...... It's too dangerous there, I'm my brother...... This...... Such a thing, of course...... I've got to go......" Regulus' weak voice came intermittently.

"You'll be fine! You'll be fine! Let me think, surely, there will definitely be a way! Isn't it, isn't it the poison of the Yin Corpse?! It's hard for me! Cynthia screamed hysterically.

……

"You catch him, Kreacher! Hold on to him! I, I've figured it out! Cynthia thought for a moment, her face filled with hope.

Kreacher gripped Regulus's hand tightly. "Kreacher has captured Master Regulus!"

"Rael, I'll save you!" Cynthia picked up her wand. In her mind, the pattern of the purification array emerged, if she wanted the formation to be powerful enough, she had to draw it with top-grade materials, but now all she could find was her own heart's blood.

She stabbed into the wound that had not yet healed, and used the blood stained on the wand after it was pulled out to draw the pattern of the purification array on Regulus's body.

When the formation began to work successfully, the leaden gray on Regulus's face slowly faded, revealing his otherwise fair face.

"Thea!" He got up and took the girl into his arms. "You ......"

"It's good to be successful...... Kreacher, give me that bottle of blood tonic and white fresh essence......"

The elf instantly appeared with two bottles of potion, Regulus picked up the blood tonic and brought it to Cynthia's mouth, watching her drink it in small sips, and after a while, her face became a little red.

Cynthia picked up the white fresh essence and sprinkled it on the blood hole in her heart that was still bleeding, and a burst of white smoke rose, and Cynthia couldn't help but shout.

"Alright, Rael, I'm fine, I just need a few days of rest." Cynthia looked at Regulus, who looked distressed. "Only now, I feel like we need help."