Chapter 484 The Dropped Horcrux

Out of the most basic respect for the victims at his feet, William stretched out his hand to pull out an ice bridge standing in the air from the frozen lake, and walked up it with Moody and the others.

"Professor William, how will you deal with the inferi in this lake later?"

To William's expectation, Moody did not let him calm down, but caught up with him and asked another question.

As he stepped hard with every step, the ice made a subtle crackling sound, and then quickly repaired itself, reflecting back and forth in the empty cave, forming a scalp-numbing wave. sound.

"Use fierce fire to deal with it... I think they will accept this choice. Compared to humiliating the Dark Lord to protect his things, I think they are more willing to end everything. I am making the choice for them without permission."

William took a deep breath as he spoke, trying to keep a calm mind.

"Is it Li Huo..."

Sirius, who was a little behind, could not help but stare at the horrific scene below even when he was walking on the ice bridge. Compared to the rest of the people, although he had seen more torture, the killing and bloodshed of black magic He still didn't understand enough. The killing caused by Peter Pettigrew was already an unforgivable crime in his opinion, and the current scene was beyond his understanding of the word cruelty.

"Yes, fierce fire... No matter what kind of backhand, once the fierce fire is over, it will all turn into dust..."

William sighed and responded to Sirius while calming his mind - he had never been able to measure the limit of Li Huo before, but in the book given by Dumbledore, he understood one thing clearly, even if it was the most workmanlike The most sophisticated and most protected Horcruxes can be destroyed by severe fire.

If even Horcruxes couldn't stop Li Huo from destroying him, then he couldn't imagine that black magic could stop Li Huo.

The four of them fell silent again, and the only sound left in the entire space was the sound of tiny pieces of ice being crushed.

About ten minutes later, a small island with green light appeared in front of William and the others. As William's wand drooped, the ice bridge began to bend downwards and merged with the lake near the island.

"That's it - I don't dare to go to the island without authorization. There might be another level of mechanism above..."

"Can't you just destroy the damn mechanism?"

Sirius asked almost irritably, but William just handed him a large piece of chocolate silently - the smell of the Inferi here was so strong that it reminded people of the ghost place Azkaban for no reason, let alone He couldn't bear the negative emotions caused by the overflowing black magic.

William shared some more chocolate with the remaining people, and while everyone was swallowing, Lupine explained in a low voice.

"It can't be done, Blake. You should know who did this. We can use some tricks, but we can't directly destroy it..."

"No, actually it's possible," William, who had to run out to test the toxin once because he had to reconstruct the Bubble Curse, could only carry it with the sweetness in his mouth - four people couldn't remove the Bubble Curse at the same time, if the air If any toxin appears, you must ensure that someone can rescue it in time.

"If we bring Dumbledore, all these mechanisms will not be a big problem. We underestimated Black's discovery..."

"Dumbledore, but this is Voldemort's..."

"Not even if it's Voldemort's."

William responded while testing the magic reactions around him, "Even if we estimate in our boldest terms that he can defeat Dumbledore in a head-on duel, he will not be able to crush Dumbledore in the field of transfiguration."

"He is better at black magic. When it comes to building mechanisms and traps, black magic involves a lot of design, but compared to transfiguration..."

William looked at his colleagues. The meaning was self-evident. When it came to building mechanisms, the Dark Lord obviously could not be Dumbledore's opponent, let alone building and dismantling them - everyone knew that destruction was easier than creation. Much.

"If there are any curses or jinxes, the Dark Lord is naturally the most powerful, but these institutions can only make it difficult for us professors..."

Dumbledore conscientiously unlocked the mechanism - no joke, unless Dumbledore starts teaching again, he is afraid that he will use some extraordinary magic that the students will not be able to understand...'

William said as he released the last test spell.

"So far, there are no problems...so..."

William waved his hand, and a water shield formed on his body out of thin air, and then quickly condensed into a clumsy ice block, "I'll go test it..."

He stepped onto the island and concentrated all his attention.

There was no danger. This was a black stone slab that covered an area larger than an empty classroom. It was empty and there was only a light source emitting green light on it. William moved over carefully while holding on to the ice armor that slowed him down by half. , and then discovered that it was a stone basin placed on the base.

“*…”

William secretly cursed a common Azkaban phrase, and then shouted to the professors around him, "Come here, theoretically, there are no traps here."

Sirius walked over carelessly with his wand, followed by Lupine who looked wary and helpless, while Moody once again confirmed that the ice was still restraining the Inferi and that their retreat was not threatened. Stepped over.

"This is?"

They gathered around the pot of green liquid, and Sirius was the first to ask.

"Magic potion..."

William looked unkind, "To be precise, it's a special potion...it only exists in theory..."

"that is not…"

Sirius said habitually, but Lupine, who had quick eyes and quick hands, stopped him from saying anything.

"I can't cook it..."

William looked at the pot of potion and didn't know what to say - is it a more powerful wizard who has a higher level of potion than him?

As he spoke, he fanned the potion with his hand, and then a small transparent ball wrapped a little bit of the smell, which was integrated into the head-soaking spell. Once it touched William's nose, it was completely eliminated...

"that's it…"

William nodded, then manipulated the ice and pierced the liquid, but was firmly fixed there by something in mid-air, unable to move.

"This is?"

"The Sigh of the Dead... must be this name. It's a very unpopular potion. I only have a little impression..."

As William recalled, he rummaged for a cup from his bag, and then reached into the liquid - as if the obstacle just now did not exist at all, the cup went directly into the stone basin, and then filled a full cup. .

"Just scoop it out?"

Sirius asked in surprise - he didn't think Voldemort's trap was that powerful.

"No, there are restrictions. You can't scoop out a second cup, and you can't use an overly large container. This will cause the potion to return to the original container..."

William recalled explaining

"Is there such a magic potion?"

"Yes, it doesn't even require a crucible to cook it. As long as the conditions are met, even if it is consumed, it will still slowly return to the level of a full container... It is not so much a magic potion, but a special one. A permanent ritual using herbs and other things..."

William looked at the cup of potion, then took out an empty bottle from his pocket and knocked it - a toad with an open mouth appeared on the ground.

"One cup..."

William poured the potion in, and the toad exploded instantly, the potion disappeared instantly, and the potion that had been in the basin suddenly rose again.

"You can't even use transformation?"

"It seems so. You can't be opportunistic... Sure enough, just like the introduction, you need to use enough magic power to consume the potion..."

William sighed, then took out a large amount of herbs from the bag, transformed them one by one, then changed to a small cup, and poured the potion into the mouth of the transformed little animal.

Amidst the constant hissing sounds, the herbs became dilapidated and decayed, completely losing their magic power, but the magic potions were also being consumed rapidly.

"Don't you need to drink?"

"No need... Unless you are someone who wants to die, you can tell just by looking at the color of this potion that something is wrong with it..."

"It requires death when it is created, it requires death when it is restored, and it also requires death when it is consumed..."

William looked at his herbal medicine distressedly and explained, "Not to mention those of us who are pursuing its hidden secrets, even the builders must find ways to consume these medicines the first time they are used. It is a little complicated. It will cause the initial ritual to fail..."

While he was talking, the potion had almost disappeared, and the contents of the basin finally emerged.

It was a golden locket, and the potion protecting it was completely used to destroy William's potion, making William pick it up easily.

He checked it briefly, then carefully opened it with his wand.

It was an empty locket, and there was a small piece of parchment where the portrait was placed. William hesitated, took it out, and let it unfold in the air.

"Don't read it out, it might be some mysterious curse, it will take effect as soon as it is read out!"

William warned carefully, and then carefully discerned the writing on the parchment.

[To the Dark Lord;

I will be dead before you read this, but I want you to know that I discovered your secret.

I stole the real Horcrux and planned to destroy it as quickly as possible.

I am willing to die in the hope that you will be killed when you meet your opponent.

R·A·B】

R·A·B?

It was a strange name, but William didn't care about it. He was more concerned about - Horcrux?

Someone has discovered the secret of the Horcrux, then came to this cave and taken away the Horcrux?

Has the Dark Lord found out? How many Horcruxes does he have left? Have the taken Horcruxes been destroyed?

Am I long dead and did I steal it? Am I willing to die?

These inconsistent words left William confused. He really couldn't figure this out clearly - "Everyone is petrified!" "Imprison him quickly!"

Sirius, who suddenly pulled out his wand in excitement, was about to do something when he was hit by the joint spell cast by William and Moody and was imprisoned in place.

William rushed over in three steps and took off Sirius's wand while tying him with a bandage. Then he eagerly opened Sirius's eyelids and quickly checked his face and ears. Broke his thumb and drew a little blood for testing.

Afterwards, he drank another potion that resisted the control. After completing all this, William lifted all the petrifications of Sirius, hoping that the degree of his attack would not be serious and would be within the range that he could handle.

However, after being unbound, Sirius did nothing. He just stared at the piece of paper half-floating in the sky with red eyes, his eyes full of sadness...

This scene made William, who had originally planned to ask questions to verify that it was normal, feel a little stunned.

"Who is R.A.B?"

Before Sirius could respond, a look of surprise appeared on Lupine's face.

"Is it him? Regulus? But isn't he a true Slytherin?"

B is Black?

William did not believe that Sirius would be interested in the other Slytherins, which meant that this person was most likely his blood relative...

He quickly rummaged through his bag and quickly found the list of Death Eaters that Lucius had personally verified. Sure enough, he was on the list of second-generation Death Eaters. According to the information provided by Lucius, It seems that Regulus died before Voldemort fell...

Can…

More doubts emerged, but William untied Sirius first - he almost didn't complain about anything, just took the locket, and then stared at the parchment and looked at it carefully, as if he was looking at it. Like the most precious treasure in the world.

Even though he had never met the Death Eater named Regulus, William couldn't help but feel a little sad - the suicide note he left for the enemy was seen by his family. Although the declaration of war would anger the enemy, it would It will also cause heartache to the family...

"The Dark Lord...he did not discover Regulus's betrayal. If he had really inspected this place, then he would not have allowed such taunting words to exist..."

"But... the Horcrux was stolen, the mechanism was triggered... can't you sense this? The Horcrux may even have been destroyed, and the Dark Lord didn't even notice it? Is he so weak, or is it because his soul was cut out? Too many to be able to sense it?”

"You know, among the parts that Lucius confirmed to me, Regulus's defection and death were confirmed long ago. The Dark Lord actually..."

He looked at the basin, then at the lake that was frozen by him, the Inferi, the magic potion...

"What will happen if you drink that magic potion..."

Sirius paused his sadness and asked William.

"Temporary amnesia, magic dissipated, and then...became extremely thirsty...but any water that is not contaminated by black magic or water that is not contaminated with the breath of death will dissipate..."

William looked at the frozen lake and suddenly understood the last link of this despicable trap...

A wizard who has lost the power to resist, after encountering those not too weak Inferi... I am afraid there is only one ending...

"Where is he?"

As soon as William's gaze shifted, Sirius understood immediately.

After a short breath of rapid breath, "I have to take him away, Professor William, I have to take him away..."

"good."

Although this was an extremely difficult job, William nodded without hesitation.