HP Peter Can't Be That Cute

Chapter 157 Resident

Facing Peter's question, Regulus looked at her strangely. Why would she be interested in such a person? Could it be that the person she likes is that hypocritical guy Barty Crouch Jr.? But Regulus still answered truthfully, "He lost to me..."

It turned out that after receiving the order from the Dark Lord, Barty Crouch Jr. did not want to leave Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry to gain any glory for him, especially when Peter was surrounded by enemies on all sides, he wanted to stay by her side.

So during the training and competition, he let Peter win the championship. Who would have thought that the Dark Lord would also want Peter to appear at the competition? Even though he was his female companion...

"I will represent Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry in the Pegasus Century Tournament. He should be in school now." There was some pride in Regulus' words, because ever since he joined the Death Eaters, he was always compared with little Barty, and his mother always told him not to bring shame to the Black family.

He has been compared with his brother since he was a child. He hates this feeling, but there is nothing he can do. This is his chance to prove himself, and he will not lose!

From Regulus's determination and domineering expression, Alaia seemed to see Tom Riddle in the bloody age for a moment. Oh, right! Wasn't he possessed by the diary?

"Are you okay? Are you not possessed by a spirit?" Alaia put down the brush in her hand and poked Regulus' waist. How could she forget such an important thing? Did she say anything strange in front of Regulus?

"Are you talking about... that diary?" Regulus' head suddenly felt tense. Of course he remembered that terrifying and powerful soul had taken over his body and controlled it to do many disgraceful things. He had some vague memories of it.

Alaiya was also surprised. "You know? Do you still remember that diary-kun?"

"You mean...Tom Riddle?" Regulus knew whose diary he had entered and who had taken over his body, but he had no choice. "Killed." Regulus said calmly, which shocked Alaia.

"Killed?" Who could kill the Horcrux? Regulus? Did he know the secret of the Horcrux? But if the Diary-kun was killed now, what would happen to the Chamber of Secrets in the future?

"It was that lord who did it himself..." Regulus did not think this was a big deal, he even thought it was reasonable. Given the Dark Lord's character, he naturally would not want other men to spy on his women, not even his past self.

Regulustan looked at Alaia and found that her eyes were indeed beautiful. Why didn't he notice it before? He looked away again.

Alayya understood Regulus's subtle feelings. She didn't expect that Riddle was even jealous of her. The sixteen-year-old diary-keeper was still no match for the "wily" Dark Lord. It was natural for him to be destroyed or absorbed.

But she still felt it was a pity, because she quite liked the boyish Riddle.

Regulus suddenly realized that he seemed to have revealed too much to the "enemy", so he left a sentence "You'd better stay away from my brother in the future" and returned to his room.

Alaia realized belatedly that she seemed to have missed a good opportunity to contact Sirius and the others. She could have asked Regulus to write to James Sirius for help.

But when she wanted to find Regulus again, it was too late. Someone must have reported the matter to Riddle, so she never saw Regulus again after she went to that room.

However, they soon arrived at Argentina, the destination of this competition. Two days after arriving, Alayya discovered that the area they were in was where Snape was an exchange student.

So she had a chance to meet Snape? Although her relationship with him was not as close as with Sirius and James, meeting him would make Alaia feel like meeting an old friend in a foreign land.

Alayya was arranged in a luxurious tent in the competition camp, which was specially provided by the organizer for Riddle. The entire competition camp is located in the deep mountains of Argentina, surrounded by mountains and streams, which is very suitable for Pegasus to live.

Since not all families can afford to raise Pegasus, it is normally considered a niche event. However, since those who can raise Pegasus are either rich or noble, it is naturally considered a grand event.

In addition to the school representatives, there were also some pure-blood nobles from the public participating in the competition. Alayya even saw a vampire, who nodded at her very gentlemanly. She didn't know that Riddle's looks could compete with those of vampires.

Speaking of Liddell, he's been even busier since landing. Every day, it seems. There are endless guests to entertain, endless fans to meet, and endless speeches and interviews to give.

Sometimes when Alayya wanted to get closer to listen to what he was saying, she would be pushed to the periphery by circles of noble ladies. Alayya swore that Riddle must have used his beauty to lure him into a trap, otherwise why would all these rich young ladies be so crazy about him.

She could only give up and plan to go around the camp again. If schools could participate, then Beauxbatons in France should be able to participate. She remembered that they came to Hogwarts on Pegasus during the Triwizard Tournament. Maybe she could meet Lily Evans?

She's an expert flyer, so riding a Pegasus shouldn't be bad either, right? With that in mind, Snape probably won't participate... He hates flying.

As she walked, Alayya clearly felt that she was being followed, so she ran a few steps and turned into a hamster when no one was paying attention, hiding in the tent. As expected, she saw the figure of a black-haired woman who was furious. Bellatrix? She wanted to harm her?

Alaia was glad that she ran fast enough, otherwise she might be in danger. After waiting for a while and feeling safe, she left the tent, but who did she see in the crowd? Snape?

He really came? For Lily Evans, he broke through the limit of flight and became a contestant? Alaiya rushed over excitedly, climbed up along his trouser legs, and got into his hood.