Harry Potter and the Secret Treasure

Hearing Sirius' order, Kreacher immediately shut his mouth.

He walked up from the secret passage, his eyes gliding over Hermione, Ivan, and Harry one by one, and then his eyes widened suddenly, and he began to mutter softly again.

"Is this real, really Harry Potter?! Kreacher saw the scar, it must be real, the boy who stopped the Dark Lord, Kreacher doesn't know how he did it..."

"We all know how that is," said Sirius aloud.

"Kreacher only knows that the young master has just returned from Azkaban." Kreacher turned his gaze back to Sirius, "My poor mistress, she swore she would not recognize his son, and now he is back, He is said to be a murderer..."

"Sirius was vindicated, he didn't kill anyone, he's a hero now!" Hermione explained hastily.

"There's no need to tell him that!" Sirius glared at Kreacher in disgust, "He won't listen, that's what he used to be, a nasty house-elf."

"Young master, how can you say that about Kreacher? Kreacher has never done anything out of line. Kreacher just obeys the orders of his master and serves the noble Black family all his life!" Kreacher bowed again, then lowered his voice. After muttering, "Even if the young master didn't kill someone, he is still an annoying, ungrateful bastard who broke his mother's heart..."

"My mother has no heart, Kreacher," said Sirius grimly. "She lives entirely on resentment."

"Anyway," muttered Kreacher indignantly, "the young master is not worthy to shine his mother's shoe soles, my poor mistress, what will she say if she sees the young master back again, how much she once hated him what!"

"Enough, what are you doing hiding here?" Sirius said contemptuously, "Don't think I don't know, as soon as we enter this house, you will find us."

"Kreacher is guarding the last legacy of the Black family." Kreacher walked around Sirius and picked up the tapestry that was still on the ground just now. Kreacher will never forgive it, it has been in this family for seven centuries, Kreacher must keep it, Kreacher must not let the young master and these three cubs destroy the tapestry."

Chapter 192 The Slytherin Locket

"Don't think that Kreacher doesn't know, the young master wants to take the mistress's..."

"I didn't do any damage, and no one wants to do anything to this moldy tapestry." Sirius shouted, "Enough, Kreacher, before I can't help but really kill you Get out of here, let's go over here."

Kreacher dragged his feet aside, he didn't dare to disobey the order directly.

Sirius, Harry, Hermione, and Ivan passed by Kreacher one by one. This feeling was terrible. He just stood there, staring at them with big bloodshot eyes, and his eyes were full of unforgettable memories. hate.

The house-elf had an expression on his face, as if he were casting a vicious curse on them.

"Sirius, he's out of his mind." Hermione gave Kreacher another look and whispered in a pleading voice, "Be nice to him, I don't think he knows we can hear him say those bad things. "

"That guy understands everything, but he's been alone for too long, and he hasn't been in contact with anyone since my mother died." Here, taking some crazy orders, talking to himself, but he was a nasty..."

"If you set him free!" said Hermione hopefully, "maybe..."

"That scare, I'm afraid it will directly kill him." Black explained, "You don't know about house elves, Hermione, they have to serve the wizard family for generations, Kreacher's ancestors served in the history of the Black family It goes back centuries and there's no way he's going to leave here. If you don't believe me, you can try it out and ask him to leave this house out of the blue and see how he reacts."

Sirius, Harry, and Hermione were talking, and the figures of the three quickly disappeared into the dark passage.

Ivan hesitated for a moment, but stayed. He wanted to ask Kreacher about the Slytherin locket.

He looked carefully at Kreacher, who was also quietly looking back at him.

Kreacher didn't speak, if it wasn't for his chest rising and falling due to breathing, Ivan wouldn't even feel the breath of life from him.

"Kreacher, I have a question for you about..."

"It's a shame that the dirty little bastard actually wants to talk to Kreacher. The young master took the other two little bastards to see the Black family's library, and Kreacher must tell the mistress about it."

Kreacher bowed to Ivan again, with disdain and disgust on his face.

Then, taking the thick, dusty green tapestry, he turned away from the cellar, as if heading for the portrait of Mrs. Blake in the foyer above.

Alvin's gaze followed him until he left the basement.

He sighed. Judging from the current situation, it is very difficult to communicate with Kreacher. He can't even communicate normally, let alone ask him about the Slytherin locket. This is simply impossible. .

The house is so big, it's useless for Ai Wen to find it by himself.

He tried hard to recall the details related to the Horcrux in his mind. After Voldemort made the Slytherin locket into a Horcrux, he hid it in a cave on an isolated island far away from Hogwarts. In the cave, Voldemort Put the locket into the bottom of a container made of glass, and then pour some potion into the container with a spell that makes people feel worse than death after drinking it. Only after drinking the potion can you get the locket.

Voldemort had borrowed Kreacher from Sirius' brother Regulus Black at the time, and he used the house-elf to perform this evil spell.

Through Kreacher, Regulus went to the cave and took out the locket.

He changed his ways and prepared to stop Voldemort's conspiracy. He drank the potions and put the fake locket back in the container. He asked Kreacher to take the locket and leave and destroy it, leaving his body forever. In the cave, become a ghost.

The locket was taken by Kreacher, but he was unable to destroy it.

A thing may be very ordinary before it is made into a horcrux, but once it is infused with a part of the soul and made into a horcrux, this thing becomes the most evil black magic item in the world. will be easily destroyed.

Now, the Slytherin locket is hidden somewhere in the house by the house-elf Kreacher.

Ivan thought carefully, recalling other details.

Kreacher was unable to destroy the Horcrux, and Mundungus later stole it from him and sold it to Umbridge.Harry and the others infiltrated the Ministry of Magic, found Umbridge and grabbed the locket, and Ron finally destroyed it with the Gryffindor sword.

The remaining details, such as the most critical point, where the locket is currently placed in the house, Ivan does not know.

He thought about it carefully, and never recalled any relevant details.

But don't be in a hurry, just be careful, the whereabouts of the locket is not very worrying, just find a way to tell Dumbledore that the Horcrux in that cave is a fake, and he doesn't have to risk his life Go drink those potions.

Ivan looked back, he was about to go down to meet Sirius, Harry, and Hermione, and then stopped immediately.

God, what did he see? !

He suddenly saw what he had been looking for all along, Voldemort's Horcrux, the Slytherin locket, the gold locket was quietly placed in the cabinet in front of him, and those particularly ugly ones Silverware and an Order of Merlin were placed on everything, less than two meters away from him.

Absolutely unmistakable, Ivan once went back to Hogwarts 1000 years ago, and saw this locket on Salazar Slytherin himself.

On the gold locket is a capital snake-shaped S, inlaid with sparkling emeralds, much like a small snake, which is the unique crest of the Slytherin family.

Aiwen couldn't restrain his heartbeat, he clenched his fists involuntarily, he should have thought of it, where can a house elf hide things? !

He looked around, but he was alone.

Ivan swallowed, because he expected this to happen, he kept wearing the basilisk's fangs on his body.

This is an opportunity, a good opportunity to destroy this Horcrux.

He walked over, his palms dripping with sweat from nervousness.

Slowly he opened the dusty cabinet door and reached for the locket.

Next to the Slytherin locket is a pair of silver tweezers with many legs.

Ivan just stretched out his hand, the tweezers seemed to sense something, suddenly came to life, jumped onto his arm, and then it quickly climbed up Ivan's arm like a spider, and wanted to pierce him skin.

Chapter 193 Destroying the Second Horcrux

Ivan took half a step back, before the tweezers pierced his skin, he grabbed it with the other hand, threw it out forcefully, and threw it far to the ground.

The tweezers fell silent again, as if they had never lived.

Looking at the many-legged tweezers on the ground, Ivan didn't dare to be careless.He took a breath for a while, then pulled out his wand, holding the wand in one hand, and went deep into the cabinet with the other hand, approaching the locket slowly and cautiously, always ready to guard against possible dangers.

However, he did not encounter any obstacles this time, and he held the locket in his hand smoothly.

Just as his left hand touched the locket, Ivan's eyes widened suddenly.

He couldn't believe that he got a Horcrux from Voldemort so easily. Thinking about Tom Riddle's diary he met last year, compared with getting the Slytherin locket now, the whole process was easy. It almost made Ivan feel like he was dreaming.

Except for a pair of tweezers with extremely low attack power, he encountered no obstacles.

Ivan suspected that the multi-legged tweezers just now were also a protective magic cast by Kreacher, which was very similar to the style of a house elf.

He raised his head and glanced at the foyer again. Although there were thick walls blocking it, Mrs. Black's frantic screams still came in from time to time.

It seemed that Kreacher would not come back here for a while.

Sirius, Harry, and Hermione who disappeared into the dark passage were nowhere to be seen. They seemed to have descended so deep underground that they couldn't even hear their conversations.

Ivan took a deep breath, he still has time.

He gently brushed off the dust on the surface of the locket with his hands, and carefully looked at the Horcrux.

Then, he took out the fangs of the basilisk that had been in his arms all the time. In order to avoid accidents, he was going to destroy it right here.

Ivan came into contact with Tom Riddle's diary last year. He knew that the Horcrux itself has magical powers, can affect the thoughts of people around it, and absorb life force from those who have touched it, gradually come alive, and can also cast magic , is no different from the real Voldemort.

In view of this, Ivan doesn't want to wear this thing on his body, and then accidentally be controlled by it, or something else happens, which is too dangerous.

He doesn't know the exact age of Voldemort when he made this Horcrux, but one thing is certain, he at that time was absolutely more dangerous than Tom Riddle, who was 16 years old when he made the diary, with a more evil heart and more mastery. dark magic.

Ivan didn't want to have another intimate contact with Voldemort, so destroying this Horcrux immediately was the wisest choice.

He squinted his eyes and carefully looked at the locket in his hand.

Needless to say, the most eye-catching thing on the locket is the capital letter S in the center, which looks like a curved poisonous snake and is inlaid with emeralds. This is the unique mark of Slytherin.

Anyone who knows a little about the history of magic or the family coat of arms of pure-blood wizards knows the true meaning of this letter.Salazar Slytherin himself is too famous. In addition to co-founding Hogwarts with the other three founders, he has also done many earth-shattering events.

Around the uppercase letters, there is a very obvious circle.

Further outward, around the circle, there are many hazy, yellow-black strange lines with complicated styles, as if some kind of ancient text, conveying some information.

Aiwen didn't know these characters. To be more precise, he wasn't even sure if these lines were characters. Maybe they were just arranged together by coincidence.

These weird patterns seem to be full of magic, and from time to time, dark golden light flashes on them, converging from the eight corners of the locket to the emerald in the center.

Ai Wen studied for a while, but found nothing except these words.

Then, he no longer hesitated.

Determined, he placed the locket on the dusty dining table in front of him, his right hand firmly grasping the basilisk's fangs.

In the darkness, his posture was very strange.

As if feeling what Ai Wen was going to do, there was something in the locket rustling like a cockroach in a cage.

"One...two..." Ai Wen breathed heavily, and he counted silently, trying to overcome the growing anxiety in his heart.

"One...two...three...open!"

Ivan counted to the last number, raised his wand slightly, and with his movement, the small golden cover of the locket popped open with a click.

Like a music box, the ominous sound of ding ding dong dong sounded, and Ai Wen found himself becoming weak and drowsy for no reason.

Inside the locket is a glass door, and there seems to be something inside.

He looked carefully, and through the two small glass windows, he seemed to see a living eye blinking, black and bright, like Tom Riddle's eyes.

As the music progressed, the eyes also began to change, they gradually turned red, and the pupils began to become a line, becoming Voldemort's eyes.

In the music, there was a voice hissing from the Horcrux, and it was speaking to Alvin.

"I have seen your heart, and it is mine," said Voldemort softly. "I have seen your dreams, my child, and I have seen your fears. What you desire can happen, but so can what you fear. occur……"

"Really?" Ivan said softly, his right hand holding the basilisk's fangs was trembling.

"That's right, I can help you, help you achieve success, whatever you want, power, power, glory, I can give you, I can..."

The allure of the voice was getting stronger and stronger, Ivan's head was in a mess, he knew he couldn't wait any longer, Voldemort was trying to control him, and he had to take action.

Among the Horcruxes, Voldemort's whispers continued.

But Aiwen's right hand holding the basilisk's fangs stopped shaking. He gasped heavily, his eyes tightly locked on the locket, and his right hand stabbed fiercely from top to bottom.

There was a click, the sound of glass breaking.

The sound of ding ding dong dong stopped, and Voldemort's soul preserved in the horcrux let out a piercing scream, as if trying to penetrate the human soul, his red eyes disappeared, and the colorful silk of the locket Wisps of smoke emanated from the inner lining.

Alvin's body was shaking, and he knew he had succeeded.

He was panting heavily, his face was pale, and his legs were shaking constantly. He held on to the dining table in front of him so that he would not fall.

He lowered his head and picked up the shattered Horcrux.

The two small glass windows inside the locket were punctured, and there was nothing inside, and there was no trace related to Voldemort's soul, as if he had never existed here.

Like the glass window, the silk lining at the bottom of the locket was also punctured by Aiwen, but fortunately the whole was not damaged.

"Huh!" Ivan suddenly noticed that the bottom of the locket seemed to be the same as the outer cover, and there were many strange and complicated lines inside the silk lining.

He hurriedly tore off all the silk, and Aiwen was surprised to find that the inside of the locket was exactly the same as the outside, with those yellow-black, hazy and strange characters.

He can be sure that these are definitely not the original patterns of gold, but inlaid and engraved by people, just like a magic circle.

Slytherin's locket is not just a Horcrux.

Chapter 194 The Genealogy of the Black Family

Just when Ivan destroyed the Horcrux, Sirius, Harry, and Hermione were spiraling down the stairs in the dark passage.

"Where did Ivan go, he didn't follow?" Hermione asked worriedly, looking back from time to time, there was nothing but darkness.