All things are three at Hogwarts

Allen shrugged and spread his hands, "Since Tom has set up these things, wouldn't it be a waste of his efforts if he doesn't experience them."

"...You are a little too disrespectful..." When Sirius heard Allen's words, he felt that he really deserved a beating: "If the mysterious man knew that you did this with the levels he carefully set up..."

Without waiting for Allen to answer, Sirius walked to the stone basin as he spoke, staring at the basin full of transparent liquid. The sparkling phosphorescence in it had emitted from the stone basin that resembled a pensieve in front of him. There was a sound coming from the pendant, and there was a base under the stone basin. Although it could not be identified, Sirius could also detect at this time that there were very profound spells on the base and the stone basin.

Thinking that it was these liquids that tormented Regulus, Sirius stared and stretched his hands towards the stone basin, trying to touch the liquids, but he encountered an invisible resistance. His hands could not get close to the liquids, which were extremely hard and indestructible. The air separated his hands from the poison.

Unconvinced, Sirius raised his wand, made some complicated movements on the surface of the liquid, and muttered something silently. There was no movement, but the light from the liquid seemed to be brighter.

Allen waited for Sirius to finish trying before speaking: "This stone basin and the base are very deep magical creations. The stone basin itself cannot be reached with your hands, and you cannot separate it, scoop it dry or drain it. After drinking it once, it will refill itself after a while.”

Sirius said with some annoyance: "Several methods I tried have really failed. It can't be touched by hand. The disappearance spell has no effect on it, and there is no way to transform it."

"You can only make the stone basin empty by drinking it..." Allen gestured to Sirius to look at the spoon made of crystals and shells placed on the stone basin. "The magic here is specially made. If you have time, you can study it for a long time. You can break it, if you have Hermione's patience and dedication..."

After arriving at the cave, Kreacher, who had always made himself inconspicuous, stepped forward. His low and hoarse voice, like a bullfrog, was full of supplications: "Master! Kreacher is willing to drink this venom in the name of brave Regulus." In the name of the young master!”

"Get out of here! You didn't protect him well then, why are you pretending to be a good person now! Here I come, I am Regulus' brother, I should drink them!" Sirius directly reached for the shell spoon.

After watching the middle-aged wizard and the old house elf for a while, looking at each other as if they wanted to die heroically, Allen said angrily: "Although this liquid can cause mental and physical torture to people, in fact It’s not fatal in itself, and I naturally have a way around it.”

Confronted, Sirius and Kreacher's attention shifted from each other to Alan.

"For example, if you are just here by yourself, you can find a criminal to bring him over and force him to drink all the poison..." Allen tapped his finger lightly on the stone basin, "It's just a little delay, it's not a big problem. "

"I'll drink it! Regulus has drank it, so can I!" Sirius looked a little impatient: "I can't wait any longer! Regulus has stayed in that lake for too long."

"What I'm talking about is if you want to come on your own..." Allen glanced at Hermione's frowning expression but didn't say much. He felt that this reaction was still much better than her reaction a few years ago, and he stretched out his palm with some pleasure. The Great Arcanist's Staff made in ancient times appeared in Allen's hand, "As long as my staff touches this base and the stone basin, the magic effects on them will be lifted."

"Then what are you delaying by talking so much just now? Why don't you do it right away?!" Sirius took two steps forward and wanted to grab Allen's staff, but when he got closer, the power contained in the staff woke him up. Sirius retracted his hand and stared at the Dementor's spine, "Let me tell you, you have become more and more evil since you came back from the Curtain last year... Did you learn this from Durmstrang? "

"I thought you would want to experience what Regulus felt at that time, what he went through and what he paid for?" Allen exchanged the staff to his other left hand, picked up the shell with his right hand, and faced Sirius, "Kreacher has experienced it and knows how much Regulus suffered for him. What about you? Don't you want to try?"

Sirius thought of the image of Regulus in Kreacher's memory, crawling to the lake to get water with a strong desire, and finally being dragged down to the water and drowned by the army of Inferi that surfaced, and his heart ached unbearably for a moment. Without saying anything, he pressed his chest on the heart.

"No!" Hermione shouted immediately, "Didn't you see how painful Kreacher and Regulus were in your memories... We don't have to ask for trouble like this."

"No! Allen is right, Hermione, you are a little girl, you don't understand us men! I have to drink." Sirius looked very determined, "I have to know how Regulus... felt at that time..."

"Okay, but don't blame me for not warning you. When you regret it and beg for mercy later, don't forget what I said..." Hermione would not give in so easily and responded rudely. She made some sexist remarks about Sirius. She yelled at him like an angry goose, and then glanced at Alan, who looked a bit like his father Owen at this time. Hermione, who knew him well, muttered a few more words in a voice that only she could hear, "The bad guy is here again." Want to harm us Gryffindor..."

Just like Hermione could never persuade Harry and Ron not to take risks, her words aroused Sirius's ambition. He clenched his hand into a fist and waved, "Watch, I will be like Regulus." Keep at it!"

Hermione began to understand why Alan asked her to take those things with her. It seemed that he had figured out the situation here before Kreacher handed over his memory. Miss Know-It-All rolled her eyes at Alan who was blinking at her. Taking out the prepared elderflower dew from her pocket, she now knew that these bottles of drinks that she mixed with condensed elderflower juice and ice water without adding sugar were actually not prepared for them.

"Sirius, it seems you are in good luck. Hermione has all kinds of things ready for various situations in her pocket..." Allen walked over, picked up a bottle, opened the cap and drank a few sips, then faced Hermione and said to the little boy Sirius explained, "Sirius, you don't have to drink it all, but I think I want you to experience how Regulus felt at that time, so that you won't regret it when you recall your brother and this incident in the future. You feel you can't bear it." If you want to give up, just give a signal."

Facing Allen's persuasion, Sirius frowned. He thought for a moment and then issued an order to Kreacher, the house elf who was no longer in their family: "Ugly thing! I will give you a chance for revenge. If I myself Before I can lift my hand, you pour all the poison into my stomach and you are not allowed to stop!"

Kreacher, who originally felt that he had been robbed of his glory, suddenly broke out into a slightly malicious smile on his ugly, wrinkled face. He showed a mouth full of incomplete teeth, and blinked his bulging eyes, thinking about it. Allen agreed to Sirius, but Kreacher glanced aside. After realizing the change of his ownership, he quickly bowed low to his new master and made a request: "Master, can you allow Kreacher to agree to the prodigal son's request! Kreacher can agree to the prodigal son's request!" Che is very willing to help him drink those potions!"

"Sirius, you can stop the experience at any time. If you want to stop, just tap the ground three times with any hand and I will stop it for you." Allen tapped the index finger of his right hand three times on the stone basin, "If you come When you don’t want to give up and can’t drink anymore, Kreacher, just go and help him.”

"Kreacher, thank you very much, Master!" The house elf bowed to Allen. He cast his gaze on Sirius, his big light-colored eyes full of disgust and hatred, as well as the joy of expectation that he would soon be able to take revenge.

When he was ready, the weird, green light emitted by the potion reflected Sirius' determined face. He took the shell from Allen's hand and put it into the liquid. It was different from the situation when he used his bare hands just now. It sank immediately, and the container was quickly filled with transparent venom. Sirius carefully picked it up, faced Allen and the others, and even raised it politely to them.

"For Regulus." Sirius downed the drink.