Blue Flame Blooming in Germany
"Hogwarts: Regulus, Lord of the Starry Sky" is full of classic quotes; come find resonance in them.
The masked man tapped his wand forward lightly, but the movement was heavy, like pushing open a locked iron gate.
Meanwhile, the two masked men fought their way back, reaching the edge of the cliff.
Without exchanging words, they retreated simultaneously, leaping off the cliff and disappearing into the darkness, leaving behind the sound of a heavy object hitting the water.
They retreated, but the invisible attack remained and was surging toward Regulus and Freya.
It struck Regulus's Mental Barrier, spreading out instantly like a tide overflowing a dam, like mist seeping into a crevice.
Once it entered the barrier, its first action wasn't to attack; it probed first.
It spreads along the barrier surface as if it were alive, searching for any possible gaps, weak points, or loopholes.
But no, Regulus's Mental Barrier remained intact.
Then it launched a full-scale attack.
Contrary to the imagined violent impact, it chose infiltration.
It transformed itself into countless extremely fine tentacles, drilling into the barrier from every possible angle.
Every tentacle carries the same information, so what's the point of fighting? What's the point of resisting? What's the point of surviving?
These thoughts surged up like a tide, trying to overwhelm his will.
Regulus could sense that his surface consciousness was being altered.
The will to fight, the desire for victory, and the impulse to prove oneself all became blurred.
The perception of the necessity of fighting was replaced by indifference, and the perception of the value of survival was replaced by meaninglessness.
What is he doing standing here?
Does it matter whether those two masked men are killed or not?
What does it matter what Freya is hiding?
It doesn't matter, nothing matters.
He experienced the feeling Freya described, the feeling that makes you forget why you're resisting.
But Regulus's sense of self remained strong.
He sat in the center of his Spiritual World, watching the erosion spread. The labyrinth constructed by the Legilimency firmly trapped it, preventing the erosion from reaching its core.
Instead of rushing to dispel it, he deliberately opened a small gap, allowing a small portion of the attack to seep into the deeper layers of consciousness, but without letting it touch the most fundamental and basic area of self-awareness.
He wanted to experience how this attack would manifest at a deeper level.
In a deeper level of consciousness, the operation of Star Orbit Meditation becomes more intense, with the light of the four and a half Orion Four Stars weaving into a net that envelops the most fundamental self-awareness at its center.
The attack struck the starlight; the corrosive tentacles touched the net and were blocked, but they were unwilling to give up.
The tentacles coiled around the orbits of the Star Orbit, attempting to penetrate into the more central regions.
They continuously output the information they carry, like countless voices whispering in your ear: Give up, it's meaningless, nothing matters.
A more direct feeling came over me: a chill, this time from the cognitive level.
Like the bottom of the Shenhai, where there is no light or sound, no life, only eternal pressure and darkness.
That environment itself conveys a message: the existence of the individual is meaningless, the will of the individual is worthless, and the struggle of the individual is futile.
This chill attempted to obscure the starlight, trying to implant the concept of the Shenhai into the core of consciousness.
But the operation of the Star Orbit Meditation firmly blocked it.
Starlight and chill collide, annihilating and consuming each other.
Just then, Regulus noticed that Bellatrix, the Protection star of Orion, which had been half-bright and half-dim, was now gradually brightening.
Although the change is small, it is indeed getting brighter.
Manipulating consciousness to Protection oneself?
Protection?
Regulus's heart stirred slightly.
Bellatrix corresponds to the image of Protection, and at this moment, it is fighting against an attack that attempts to distort its self-perception.
Would you consider this a form of Protection?
How Protection Protection our consciousness from being eroded, our understanding from being obscured, Protection the fundamental definition of who we are?
This discovery gave him new insights, but Regulus stopped there and did not allow the attack to continue.
The Mental Barrier tightened abruptly, instantly severing the infiltrating tendrils and trapping them inside.
He mobilized all the power of his Star Orbit Meditation, and the light of the four and a half stars shone brightly. The Magic Power circulation accelerated, crushing and dispelling the chill bit by bit.
He used the orderliness of starlight to cover the emptiness of the Shenhai, and the meaningful cognition of existence to cover all meaningless cognition.
Everything that happens in consciousness happens extremely quickly, from the arrival of the attack to the experience to its dissipation, taking no more than three seconds.
Regulus refocused his attention on reality, and then he saw a fleeting blue flame in front of Freya.
It was very small, only covering the area in front of him, and appeared for less than half a second. It was like some kind of shield that was triggered and then immediately retracted, obviously blocking or destroying something.
That shape, that color, that function--
Something in Regulus's mind suddenly skipped a beat.
For some unknown reason, Regulus slightly raised his eyebrows—a very small movement, but enough for her to see.
Freya quietly withdrew her gaze, turned her head, and looked towards the cliff where the masked man had jumped off, her lips slightly pursed.
The fierce battle that had just taken place fell silent.
The sound of waves crashing against the rocks has once again taken over, coming in waves, muffled yet rhythmic.
Each slap brought a slight tremor to the rocks beneath my feet. The seawater broke into white foam, shimmering faintly in the night, before receding to await its next surge.
Freya stood on the edge of the cliff, her back to him.
Her gaze fell on the distant sea, gradually drifting into a daze. She didn't turn around, nor did she look at the boy who was slowly walking towards her.
Her platinum blonde braid hung down her back, a few strands blowing in the sea breeze, and she just stood there.
Regulus watched her retreating figure, his steps unwavering, drawing ever closer as thoughts raced through his mind.
He wondered if that blue flame from earlier was deliberately shown to him.
Or perhaps she hadn't expected him to wake up so quickly, to end his battle against the mental corruption so soon?
Or perhaps she simply hadn't expected him to be able to fight back?
Both are possible.
Regulus recalled the battle just now; Freya's performance seemed too deliberate.
She had told him beforehand that the Shield Charm wouldn't be able to stop it, and that protecting his mind should be the priority, indicating that she was very familiar with this type of attack.
Knowing this but not stopping it can only be explained as her doing it on purpose.
But if she did this on purpose, what about the blue flame?
Was it intentional?
Germany, the Blue Flame.
These two words together are too easy to evoke associations.
Is Freya really a member of the Eisenhardt family?
Regulus had thought of this problem, but it was his father who had introduced it to him personally.
Orion Black, the current Patriarch of the Black family, has been in charge of the family for decades. He has met countless people, handled countless matters, and maintained close ties with various other families.
The Eisenhardt and Black family have been on good terms for generations, holding comparable positions in the Europe Wizarding World and maintaining frequent exchanges.
Under these circumstances, Orion would not make such a simple mistake as mistaking someone for someone else.
Could just anyone impersonating someone from the Eisenhardt family gain Orion's approval?
Could he be formally introduced to his heir in the Drawing Room at 12 Grimmauld Place?
Regulus shook his head inwardly; impossible.
Pureblood families have very small, closed, and strict social circles.
Over the centuries of intermarriage, every family knows exactly how many children they have, what they look like, what their personalities are, and what Magic they are good at.
Even if they had never met, they must have confirmed each other's identities through Portrait, letters, Magic projections, or other means.
Orion cannot be fooled.
unless...
Regulus considered another possibility.
Unless Freya von Eisenhardt's identity itself is real, at least in some respects.
She is indeed a member of the Eisenhardt family, but she has another identity, another background, and another unknown bloodline.
Is this possibility real?
Regulus thought about it carefully, and realized it really did exist.
For hundreds of years, Pureblood families have intermarried, and their bloodlines have long been mixed together. It is perfectly normal for a person to have the blood of several families flowing in their veins at the same time.
If a family has intermarried with a particular person, it is possible for their descendants to inherit that the Dark Lord's bloodline and certain traits.
These are just guesses, even baseless speculations, but that blue flame was too special, so special that Regulus couldn't help but think about it.
He walked over to Freya and stood beside her on the edge of the cliff, but didn't intend to ask any further questions for the time being.
Whatever Freya's motives may be, judging from the current situation, she harbors no ill will towards him.
If they really wanted to trick him, they wouldn't have personally gone to Black Ancestral Home in UK to bring him here, wouldn't have cooperated with him in battle, and wouldn't have told him those defensive points in advance.
She allowed the mental erosion to continue, more as if she wanted to see his reaction.
Test him, put him to the test, see if he can block it, how much he can block, and what his reaction will be after he blocks it.