Chapter 555 Are All Members of the Black Family Like This?

Entering the doorway, Kreacher was still walking in front, and Sirius consciously stood behind.

It is dark and gloomy, and there seems to be a non-lethal voyeur hidden in the shadow. Through the arch that appears on the rock, the deeper you go into the cave, the weirder the environment in the cave becomes.

"Sirius, are you okay?" Harry deliberately slowed down and asked worriedly.

Sirius shook his head silently and glanced at Kreacher who was walking in front. After knowing that there was no danger for the time being, he lowered his head and passed the wand across the wound he had made on his arm. He poured out a healing spell and the milky white light healed the wound quickly. , leaving only a faint trace of tender red.

There was some insignificant pain, but compared to the torture Regulus suffered, it was nothing...

He is a core member of the Order of the Phoenix, the eldest son of the Black family, and the brother of Regulus. However, before Kreacher revealed everything, he knew nothing about what Regulus had done. A child of the Black family, who sacrificed his life without hesitation in order to resist Voldemort.

Even if it was just to mourn, he had to get Regulus' body back and take it home to Black's home.

"[Fluorescence Flashing]"

George and Fred saw that the cave was getting darker and darker, and they could not even see the way clearly, so they quickly lit their wands.

Two clusters of bright silver-white light immediately danced at the tip of the staff. The crystal light failed to light up the entire cave. The darkness here seemed denser and thicker than ordinary darkness. Seeing this, the others lit their wands one after another, and seven rays of silver squeezed through the thick darkness, illuminating the gloomy and spacious cave.

The line of sight extended along the place where the light shined, and what appeared in front of everyone was a very strange scene. In front of them was a dark and dark lake. The lake was wide and silent, and was deposited with darkness that was so dense that it could not be dispersed. It seemed that nothing could float. On the lake, if you step on it, you will only fall into the bottomless darkness.

The group of people stood on the shore and looked far away. They could not see the other side of the lake. They could only see what seemed to be a small island with a small area in the middle of the lake. A hazy green light flickered quietly, shining brightly, reflected in the dead lake water below. middle.

Loren stood on the shore, his shoes almost touching the dark lake water, and he suddenly felt an inexplicable biting coldness that penetrated deep into his heart. He seemed to be able to vaguely feel that there were many malicious eyes lurking under the water. He looked down. Go, but can only see darkness.

Blinking, crystal blue light and shadow floated in his eyes, and the lake no longer blocked his sight. What came into his eyes were corpses with a strong aura of death. Every detail on their bodies was clearly visible, and they stared dead. Staring at them, the whites of his eyes were terrifying.

The surface of the lake is calm. Even if there is a breeze that has been hovering inside the cave through the cracks in the rocks, making a low sobbing whistle, there are no ripples on the water. The gloomy death magic is so strong that it has almost condensed into substance. The dark lake water is exuding all the time. A bleak chill.

The Inferi sinking at the bottom of the lake are waiting for the water to mark their target. Once they are contaminated by a living person, countless Inferi will come to life in an instant, desperately dragging the living person into the bottom of the water, and transform them into another body. A lifeless inferi.

Who knows how many corpses there are down here? Voldemort wouldn't have sunk all the corpses from the last Wizarding War...

Sirius still wanted Regulus' body, so he would probably have to dig through them one by one.

Loren looked away calmly. Before getting Regulus's pendant, he was not sure what action would be caused by destroying these inferi, so he had to follow the steps.

Hermione carefully looked at the surrounding environment and found nothing. She could only turn to look at the house elf who was leading the way: "Kreacher, is that thing hidden on the island in the middle of the lake?"

"Yes, it is."

Kreacher was trembling all over, his teeth were chattering, the cloth on his body was still wet, and the cold invaded his bone marrow. In the past ten years, he had returned to this place countless times in his dreams, but when he actually set foot here, the familiar The scene awakened deeply buried painful memories, and the unprecedented panic made him breathless. He suppressed his fear and answered:

"But...but you must not touch the water here."

"We can see..." Hermione's wand lightly touched his body, and the cloth immediately released a lot of white water vapor, becoming dry and as warm as if it had been hung in front of the fire to bake: " Then how should we get there? Tell me how you got there..."

Kreacher bowed low to her, and his trembling pupils slowly calmed down. His tone was still a little flustered, but it was much better: "Ship, there is a ship. The first time Kreacher came here was with the Dark Lord. Together, there weren't so many mechanisms and magic here at that time. The Dark Lord first cast a spell on the island in the middle of the lake and asked me to drink the poison and leave me alone..."

The trembling and high-pitched voice of the house elf opened the curtain that had been sealed for sixteen years, bringing everyone back to the scene where Voldemort built this place.

The Dark Lord, who was at the peak of his power, established protective measures for his Horcruxes and asked his loyal followers for an elf named Kreacher for testing, a Death Eater named Regulus Black. At that time, he was in a period of confusion. He was confused about the various behaviors of the Death Eaters, but he had not yet discovered the true face of the Dark Lord. He just thought it was an ordinary job and thought it was an honor for a house elf to serve the Dark Lord. , let the elf closest to him go.

"...Master Regulus said that this is the honor of himself and Kreacher. Kreacher must do everything the Dark Lord orders, and then... go home."

For thousands of years, the poison prepared by the best dark wizard was poured into the mouth of the house elf. Kreacher's internal organs seemed to be burning in the fireplace, and the blood rushed in his veins like boiling, but his cry Only the Inferi under the water were listening to his moans. He could only watch helplessly as the Dark Lord arranged the magic, boarded the boat and left, abandoning him on the island like a waste.

The eight wizards listened to the house elf's personal experience, and the hairs on the back of their necks stood up. The hoarse voice seemed to come from the mouth of a monster waiting for an opportunity underwater. The scene appeared in front of their eyes, and Voldemort's pale snake face disappeared. In the darkness, scarlet eyes stared coldly at the writhing elf in pain...

"The dead man's hand stretched out from the water, trying to drag Kreacher into the lake, but Kreacher always remembered... Master Regulus wanted Kreacher to go home..."

"Where is the ship?" Sirius asked aloud.

"It's on the shore, but Kreacher doesn't know where he's hiding..."

"How can we find a boat in such a dark place..."

Harry stood on the shore, carefully looked at the lake, and then at the ominous green light flashing across the other side, "Can we fly over, or walk underwater, but those things underwater, Kreacher said Those dead hands, will they attack us on the way?"

"Aquatic dark creatures? Dead man's hands..." Ron asked nervously, "What could it be, water monsters, water monsters, water ghosts, giant pythons and ghosts?"

"It's the Inferi..."

Loren held a ray of silver light in his hand and spoke in an unhurried voice. Under the glow of the fluorescent light, he slowly walked forward around the lake shore. His footsteps made a crackling echo on the narrow rocks beside the lake. , "Contacting the lake water may lead to attacks by the Inferi."

"ah?"

The twins who were eager to try were stunned for a moment. They quickly dropped the stones in their hands and took a few steps back. They were not convinced, "It's just the Inferi. Professor Luping taught us how to deal with them. They are clumsy and have no magic power. Big Some spells can work on them."

Loren didn't respond at the first moment. He just walked slowly along the lake shore. It wasn't until the people around him gradually caught up with his pace that he spoke softly: "There are endless, countless Inferi. Those who are dragged into the water will Die in despair and become one of them."

Loren's words were like a cold breeze, passing through the empty cave. Sirius's face suddenly darkened, and he turned to look at the calm lake without a trace of ripples. He finally understood what Kreacher said, "You must not touch the water here." What means.

There was still no ripple on the lake surface, and the thick darkness seemed to be able to swallow up all the light. Even if the seven wands emitted pure silver light at the same time, the entire cave still seemed dim and gloomy.

They kept walking forward, but the scenery around them did not change at all. On one side was the rough cave wall, and on the other side was the endless, smooth black lake surface, with the mysterious green light shining in the center of the lake. The entire cave was filled with an oppressive silence that was unsettling.

Ron stared at the calm lake, unconsciously slowed down his steps, and asked in a low voice: "Are we...are we still looking for Regulus's body? Where is his replacement locket? Do we have to get it back?" ?”

"Whether it's a body or a relic, as long as it belongs to Regulus, I will let him return to the Black family!"

Sirius glanced at the shimmering green phosphorescence in the distance, slowly squeezed the wand in his hand, and said firmly.

Loren didn't react at all when he heard this, and his expression was calm and calm. Although he didn't like the Black family very much, Regulus was also a guy who couldn't get his head around him. He obviously didn't have to die, but he had to sacrifice himself. . However, Regulus did sacrifice his life to resist Voldemort. He fished it out and let them take it back, and he died in peace.

Find a place closest to the island in the middle of the lake and let Kreacher teleport to take them there.

We have to be closer. Kreacher is old and it may be a bit difficult to lead so many people.

No one else in the cave said anything, and they obviously had some respect for the sacrificed Regulus.

"Now, the most important thing is to find the ship!"

Sirius carefully observed the dark lake water, trying to find the boat hidden between the rocks and the lake water. He nuzzled his nose, seeming to notice something, and took a long breath.

The lake water exudes a faint smell of corpses. It is not rotten, but you can definitely smell it. The rock walls are rough and the texture is messy. It has an earthy smell...

But between the two, there is a faint rusty smell unique to metal!

He sniffed and walked along the shore. After a few minutes, Sirius noticed a special place, as if there was a transparent thing like a chain.

Sirius stretched out his hand towards a rock wall and touched something invisible. He closed his hand to grasp a chain, and held the wand with the other hand and gently clicked: "[Emergency Appearance]"

Immediately, a thick green copper chain suddenly emerged from the depths of the lake and jumped towards the clenched fist. He tapped the chain with his wand, and it began to slide through his fist like a snake, coiling up in a pile on the ground, with a clanging sound hitting the rock wall, making a loud echo.

The other end of the chain pulled something up from the dark bottom of the lake. The bow of a small boat suddenly appeared out of the lake like a ghost, glowing green like a chain, and floated towards the lakeshore where he was standing, barely carrying any trace of it. ripple.

"Magic will leave traces, and objects will leave smells, and my Animagus makes my sense of smell more sensitive than ordinary people!" Sirius showed a slightly proud smile, tugged hard, and with a bang With a soft sound, the boat hit the lake shore.

Loren raised his head, looked at his bright smile, and hesitated to speak.

It seems that not only Regulus is rigid, but also Sirius's brain can't turn around...

Um? Are all members of the Black family like this?

Loren couldn't help but fell into thought.

"Is... is this boat safe?" Harry asked aloud.

The resigned Defense Against the Dark Arts professor nodded and analyzed with a deep look on his face: "I think it is safe. Voldemort needs a way to cross the lake smoothly if he needs to visit or take away his Horcrux. , so as not to anger the guys he placed in the lake.”

"Then, if we cross the lake in Voldemort's boat, those guys in the water won't attack us, right?"

"I think we have to be mentally prepared. Once they find out that we are not Voldemort, they will definitely attack us. However, so far, we have gone smoothly."

"Professor Black, I have a question!" George raised his hand and asked, "This boat can obviously only carry one person, two people at most, and we have nine people including Kreacher. How are we going to get across?"

Miss Know-It-All knew at a glance that this was a classic math problem, but it was very simple. Hermione came up with the answer almost without thinking: "The boat can only carry two people at a time, and someone must drive the boat back and forth, so there is one person as the boatman every time. You can only carry one person, and you have to make eight round trips..."

"Harry and I will go first." Sirius said on his own initiative. He climbed onto the boat neatly. Harry followed closely and stepped in, coiling the chains and stacking them at the bottom of the boat. They were so tightly packed together that they couldn't sit comfortably and had to squat down with their knees on the side of the boat.

The boat set off immediately, and there was silence all around, except for the soft rustling of the bow of the boat through the water.

Seeing them deciding on a plan to cross the lake in just a few words, the godfather and godson quickly boarded the boat and set off. Loren pursed his lips, remained silent for a moment, and said quietly: "Kreacher, please send us there."

"Yes, Mr. Morgan." Kreacher said in a respectful tone.

"!!!"

The few people who were waiting for the boat to come back immediately raised their heads, their eyes widened with wonderful expressions.