Chapter 557 Golden Fire

Ginny's spell was simple and rough, with a sense of carefreeness like dealing with potatoes and ribs. No matter what kind of hard and difficult ingredients, they were not so stubborn in front of this spell.

Seeing the Inferi regrouping and approaching with pairs of pale and wet hands, the youngest red-haired witch was not only not depressed, but her eyes were shining with eagerness to try -

I have long been fed up with the gloomy and depressing atmosphere here, just in time to make some noise and make it lively!

Several people stood back to back in a circle, sweeping away the Inferi that climbed up from all directions. George and Fred, who stood on Ginny's right, were also eager to try. The tip of the wand accumulated dazzling brilliance, and waved the wand towards the area with the most concentrated Inferi. The dazzling beam of light cut through the air and whistled into the pile of Inferi. One of the Inferi was hit by two crushing spells, making a loud "bang", and the broken limbs exploded directly, knocking more than a dozen Inferi flying backwards.

Splash... Splash...

The figures fell directly into the cold lake, splashing a wave of water, and then were stepped on by other Inferi, turning into stepping stones for them to climb up. More and more Inferi surrounded the island in the middle of the lake. Because of the almost endless number advantage, the Inferi were more difficult to deal with than imagined.

"Don't use spells that are too destructive!"

Seeing the fragments flying everywhere, Sirius' heart tightened, and he quickly threw out a few barrier spells, tripping a group of Inferi to the ground, "Regulus may be in there too, I have to bring his body back intact, Kreacher, you take the children back first..."

Before he finished his words, Harry's exclamation suddenly rang from beside him: "Be careful!"

Sirius' pupils suddenly contracted, and he realized that there was an Inferi under his feet at some point, and his pale and wet hands reached towards his ankles.

Then, a thick spell shining with red light whizzed from the side. The red spell, with a sharp sound of breaking through the air, went straight to the face of the Inferi. The clumsy Inferi was instantly knocked away by the powerful impact and crashed straight into the group of Inferi that followed behind. The sound of broken bones suddenly rang out. The corpse that was knocked away actually knocked out an empty corridor in the dense group of corpses.

Sirius's eyes twitched. He heard clearly that Harry clearly read [Expelliarmus] when he cast the spell.

"Don't think about letting Kreacher take us away first, Sirius, you can't stop these Inferi alone." Harry didn't even turn his head and spoke quickly. While speaking, he knocked out a corridor with a powerful disarming spell.

"But..."

"Don't say buts. Find Regulus first." Loren shook his head, and the tip of his staff splashed a green light spot. Each green light represented a repulsive spell, which landed delicately on the eyebrows of the Inferi who had just climbed ashore, knocking them into the lake and turning them into stepping stones for other Inferi.

The Inferi that besieged everyone suddenly became sparse, and there were only a dozen Inferi standing on the small island in the middle of the lake. The field of vision suddenly widened, and the faces of each Inferi were exposed in front of them without any cover, clear and recognizable at a glance.

Sirius pursed his lips, and a very strange feeling emerged in his heart. There was guilt for causing several children to step into danger, and there was relief from the sudden reduction of pressure from being besieged by Inferi, and there was also joy that the plan to find Regulus's body was feasible. First, he was saved by Harry's powerful disarming spell, and then relied on Loren's quick casting. Inexplicably, he felt like he was not a professor.

Things became easier afterwards. Thanks to Loren's quick spellcasting and Harry's powerful disarming spell, the number of Inferi that came ashore was always limited to a suitable number. Sirius and Kreacher could identify their clothes and appearance one by one. After confirming that they were not Regulus, the other people would execute them on the spot.

The continuous spell beam lasted for about an hour.

Sirius stood in place and circled to identify, muttering in a low voice: "Female, not... old, not... long-haired, not..."

Loren stood aside silently and cast spells, with crystal blue light and shadow floating in his dark eyes. Compared with Sirius's identification by appearance, he was faster to judge by magic. Among the countless Inferi, most of them were ordinary people without magic, or Muggles, and only a few had dim magic glow floating on their bodies.

"Found it..."

As the voice fell, an Inferi climbed up the rock clumsily and stood up staggeringly.

The moment they met eyes, seeing the indifferent expression on that familiar face, Sirius felt goosebumps all over his body, and he could feel Kreacher beside him trembling all over. In the center of the cold and humid island in the lake, a warm current involuntarily flowed out of his eyes.

The dark skin of the corpse was pale because of soaking in water for a long time, mixed into a strange color, black curly hair was wet and stuck to the scalp, not tall, and the exquisite and expensive robes were soaked and stuck to the body.

"Master Regulus!" Kreacher made a shrill call.

"Regulus..."

Sirius murmured, but he did not lose his mind. He realized that the soul in the body had left more than ten years ago, and now only the instinct of the corpse remained. He immediately threw out [Quick Binding] to trap the corpse, slowly walked forward, and picked up the body that was as cold as death and without flesh and blood.

He turned his head to look at the little wizards and forced a smile: "We found him, let's go."

The smell mixed with corpse stench and rotting meat entered his nose. Sirius choked a few times and let the lake water from the corpse splash onto his face and slide down quietly. Harry said nothing and walked over silently. Others gathered around Kreacher and put their hands on one of his arms.

"Wait a mininute."

Loren squeezed the wand that he had been holding in vain, and cast a repel spell for the last time. The Inferi that were still climbing relentlessly on the shore were knocked down and fell into the water. But this was not the end. A majestic magic power was not there. The burly body was surging with excitement, and the slightly curly hair on his forehead floated gently: "These Muggles also need to rest and be relieved..."

The wizards waiting to leave were stunned for a moment.

Loren opened her lips lightly and said lightly: "Fierce fire!"

It is said that Li Huo is an extremely evil black magic that must be released with the malice of destruction. However, this young wizard now not only has no malice in his heart, but also has the kindness to help others escape.

The tip of the staff was bright, and the soaring flames spurted out, turning into a ring of fire suspended over the lake, shining with bright golden color, extremely hot and continuous.

The Inferi, who had been insisting on boarding the island and dragging people into the water, finally stopped. They hid under the water, looking up at the firelight in the sky, their indifferent eyes flashing with fear.

The ring of fire fell into the lake.

The dark lake surface was as smooth as a mirror, reflecting the approaching brilliant golden light. Until the ring of fire submerged into the water, the dark lake water finally became translucent and clear. It was silent for a few seconds. The wide lake water suddenly boiled and was evaporated almost instantly. It was completely gone and turned into bursts of white water vapor.

Before the water vapor could rise, it was ignited by the golden ring of fire. The golden flame instantly spread across the entire sunken pit. You could clearly see the inferi shrouded in the flames. The water vapor inside was roasted, and the corpses were swollen. The real face was revealed briefly, and outlines of different shapes were outlined.

Magic power surges and golden light shines.

Everything at the bottom of the lake quickly disappeared.

Loren came to Hermione's side unhurriedly, stretched out a hand and put it on the house elf's arm. Facing the surprised gazes of the others, he tilted his head, showing confusion.

Everyone was stunned again, and looked down. The lake where the Inferi were originally soaked had disappeared, leaving only a spacious circular pit. The rocks at the bottom and side walls of the pit were incinerated into lava and then suddenly cooled, turning into smooth and clear water. of obsidian.

Loren patted Kreacher gently: "Let's go back."

"Yes, Mr. Morgan."

The next moment, the group of people disappeared instantly.

…

12 Grimmauld Place, basement kitchen.

Bright lights fell on the dining table, and the freshly purchased steaks were fried just right, juicy and fragrant. The stew was soft and rotten. The taste was not amazing, but there was something about what Mrs. Weasley made that had been cooked for hundreds of years. The magic of never getting tired of eating, the dessert after the meal was the ice cream from Florber's Cold Drink Shop that Molly specially brought for the children.

But almost no one spoke at the entire table, and the silent and depressing atmosphere was like a flame dancing on the stove, scorching everyone's heart.

Sirius struggled to swallow the beef in his mouth. It was tasteless, and he carefully glanced at the red-haired witch not far away: "I'm sorry Molly, it's all my fault. I dragged the children with me to mess around... "

"Who's to blame?"

Molly's smile was ugly, her eyebrows drooped, the corners of her mouth turned downward, and her voice contained a faint sob, "Of course you are right. Regulus gave his life to resist Voldemort. As his brother, of course you should find him." Return his body."

The twins, who had always been naughty and mischievous, felt uncomfortable when they heard this and became unusually well-behaved.

"Mother……"

"Don't be sad."

"I'm sorry, it's all our fault."

"We should take good care of our younger siblings and not play around."

Molly's shoulders trembled twice and she opened her mouth but said nothing.

"I'm sorry, Mom, I was wrong too..." Ron said weakly.

"I'm sorry, Mum..." Ginny's head almost hit the plate.

"Who's to blame? I should blame myself!" Molly covered her face with her hands and finally cried out, "Blame me for locking you in the house all summer, blame me for not knowing how to ask someone to take care of you when I went shopping... Oh... who can understand me? You don't know that when I came back from shopping, there was no one in the house. I thought, I thought..."

Mrs. Weasley, who supported the whole family, howled loudly, and her cries reached everyone's ears, making people's hearts stir together.

Hermione's eyebrows were knitted together, and she wanted to say something, but Loren held her hand down and shook his head at her.

There are a lot of things to say at this time. You can advise Mrs. Weasley to look away and not worry so much. The children should learn to face difficulties and dangers. But facing such a mother who is worried about her children, he Nothing can be said.

This dinner was particularly quiet. The children helped clean up the kitchen. It seemed that they were diligent in doing housework and performing well could earn Molly's forgiveness. After all the dishes and chopsticks in the cupboard were taken out and manually cleaned three times, the situation upstairs was still there. There was a faint sound of sobbing.

The underage wizards looked at each other, nodded with stern expressions, walked out of the room quietly, and walked upstairs on the stairs.

The crying continued, and George, who was walking at the front, walked up the last few stairs two steps at a time, walked across the platform, opened the door to the living room, and saw their mother huddled against the dark wall, holding a wand in her hand. She cried until her whole body was shaking.

And lying with his limbs stretched out on the dusty old carpet, lying under the bright moonlight, was Ron's body!

When the people walking in front saw this scene, they gasped and immediately looked back at Ron who was still alive and kicking behind him.

Ron also walked up the stairs and saw this scene. His scalp was numb and his heart was cold. He shouted with a trembling voice: "Mom?"

"Oh, sorry..." Mrs. Weasley sobbed, pointing her trembling wand at Ron's body, "Slippery...slippery...funny!"

Snapped!

Ron's body turned into Bill's, lying on his back with his limbs stretched out, his vacant eyes wide open.

Molly cried harder than before, and recited the incantation again in a whimpering voice: "Slip... funny!"

Snapped! Mr. Weasley's body had replaced Bill's, his glasses on one side and a stream of blood running down his face.

"No... Funny! Funny! Funny! Funny!"

The corpses of George and Fred, Percy's corpse, Ginny's corpse...the death scenes of each member of the Weasley family appeared alternately, and each time the death was miserable, scaring people with goosebumps all over their bodies.

"Mrs. Weasley..." Loren reacted quickly and recognized a Boggart in front of him. He stepped forward to block the corpse scene and Molly. He waved his wand and turned the Boggart into a puff of smoke and drove him back. In the box not far away.

Molly, who was immersed in fear, came back to her senses. She looked back and saw several red-haired children. She hugged them into her arms, threw herself on their shoulders, and cried heartbrokenly.

"Mom, don't worry, that's just a Boggart..." Fred patted her head awkwardly, imitating the way she used to comfort her.

"I keep seeing you die...dead!"

Mrs. Weasley leaned on his shoulder and sobbed, "Always see...see! Honey, never...dream..."

The Weasley children spoke out their words of comfort one by one, with the same tenderness, which was what their mother had said and done to them.

"It's okay, mom, it's okay..."

"That's just a stupid boggart."

"Mom, look, we are all here, alive and well."

"..."

It took a while for Molly to hold back her sobs. She wiped her eyes vigorously with her sleeves and looked up from the children's arms with embarrassment. Her voice was still sobbing, "Don't... don't tell your father, I don't want to let him go." He knows... I'm so stupid... I can't even deal with a Boggart..."

"Oh~"

Fred drawled out and said in a weird voice, "This is a handle!"

George winked in a strange way: "Unless you promise us not to worry about today's events anymore——"

Snapped!

Molly slapped him on the head and glared at them: "What are you talking about, threatening me? I am your mother!"

Cheerful laughter broke out, dispersing the heavy darkness in the old house.