Summary:
Dorcas was dead, she knew it clearly. She had just been hit by a dazzling green light a few seconds ago. It was the Avada Kedavra, and the person who used this spell was Voldemort himself. Maybe someone could survive the Dark Lord's death curse, but Dorcas knew it wouldn't be her. The boy named Regulus wanted Dorcas to tell her own story, starting from when she met his brother, Sirius Black.
*The author of this article is Anna, reprinted from the post bar, and is a personal revised version*
Since the typesetting was completed in 2021, the transmitter has never been able to get in touch with Anna. If necessary, you can search the post bar with the same ID and contact the transmitter to obtain the original let it be document, the revised document, the typesetting PDF document, and the transmitter's self-made cover. According to Anna's authorization, you can print it yourself, and you are not allowed to make a profit or start a group.
(If anyone can contact Anna, please let me know at any time, please)
I hope you will also like Anna's Dorcas Meadows and Sirius Black. They live in her words and will be immortal.
Intention: Their great future.
