Hogwarts, this professor is too stable.

Legilimency...

This is the first time Moqil has seen such a weird soul since he was able to see this dark plane world.

In other words, there is more than just one soul in this body.

Mochir finally understood the problem that even Dumbledore found difficult.

In this quiet world, there were few sounds, but in Regulus' body, Moqil heard the wails of countless souls.

The woman's whisper penetrated into his ears, it was gloomy and sad, and Mochir couldn't hear what she was saying. It seemed to be a plea, or she was complaining in a low voice, asking to borrow something.

The middle-aged man roared hysterically, and finally turned into a hoarse groan. Anxiety, restlessness, and oppression seemed to fill the soul, and fear slowly crawled in the corner.

Women's screams, children's cries, old people begging for mercy...

Countless noisy voices and emotions rushed toward Moqil like a tide, and they seemed to want to tear Moqil, the spy, into pieces.

Sweat slid down his forehead, and Moqil's hands were trembling slightly. In the center of the empty Room of Requirement, the cage imprisoning Regulus was as heavy as a mountain.

The originally bright wall lamps around them seemed to be covered by something, leaving only darkness at first glance.

The sound of the heart beating in the chest and the sound of the head rolling slowly overlapped.

Moqil understood that these hundreds of soul fragments all came from the Inferi buried in that lake by the Dark Lord...

They were like a coat, tightly covering Regulus' soul inside. It was impossible to know whether this phenomenon was a natural phenomenon or a man-made result.

clap la la...

Regulus, who was as shriveled as a monster, burst out with strength that was extremely inconsistent with his body. He struggled desperately, trying to break free from the two chains tied to his hands. His eyes were blood red, and the corners of his mouth were flowing with what seemed like forever. He was drooling with endless saliva, and a low roar like a beast came from his throat.

Mochir did not step forward rashly. He stood a few meters away from the iron cage, just standing quietly.

After a long time, Moqier finally let out a breath.

"This is what I owe Sirius, let me repay it with you..." He found a decent reason to convince himself.

Although this reason may have been prepared for him by others, Moqier accepted it and accepted the trouble.

A beam of light lit up behind him, and the door to the Room of Requirement was pushed open.

Mochir turned around and looked at the visitor, frowning slightly. He did not expect that Snape would appear here at this time.

unexpected...

It was difficult for Mochir to explain Severus Snape's current state clearly. There was no emotional change on this man's face, and even the magic power emanating from his body seemed to be the same as ever.

But Mochir had a strange feeling, as if a storm was stirring in Snape's inner world at this time.

"The observation time is over, Professor Cavendish. Next, I will examine Mr. Black's body."

So that's it... Snape appeared here to heal Regulus' body.

"Professor, did Dumbledore tell you why we need to treat him? You know, Regulus was one of the earliest Death Eaters." Mochir mentioned it intentionally or unintentionally. He wanted to see Snape's reaction.

But Snape obviously didn't intend to let him get his wish. The other party just glanced at him coldly and walked straight to the side of the iron cage.

Roar!

Regulus rushed up almost instantly. Like a cheetah that had been charging for a long time, he bit Snape's right hand fiercely.

Mochir broke out in a cold sweat. Who would have thought that Regulus would become like this and possess such wisdom? He couldn't help but secretly feel lucky that he didn't rush over just now.

Now, Harry Potter will probably suspect that Professor Snape was bitten by Fluffy with three heads.

The number one suspect in the Sorcerer's Stone—Severus Snape.

"Damn!" Snape cursed angrily, and it took almost only a few seconds for a red magic to fly out from under the side of his robe that was not bitten.

Regulus was knocked away as if he was electrocuted, and fell to the ground twitching non-stop.

Snape opened the cage, walked to Regulus' side, and said coldly: "I think I have made it very clear, Professor Cavendish, I will take over now."

"Professor, don't you need to go to Madam Pomfrey's to take a look first?" Mochir asked carefully, "Your arm is bleeding."

"Shut up, now, get out!"

Well, Mochir didn't want to watch Professor Snape get angry here, so he turned around silently and left the room.

The Room of Requirement is located on the eighth floor of Hogwarts Castle opposite the tapestry where the troll beats Barnabas. Dumbledore's office is also on the eighth floor, not far from here.

Mochir did not return to the laboratory. He still had some things to ask Dumbledore.

"mousse cake."

Dumbledore seemed to prefer desserts today, and the stone beast guarding the door jumped to the side happily.

After walking up the long stairs, Mochir entered the principal's office at Hogwarts again.

"professor."

Knocking on the door and entering, Dumbledore was sitting at the table, studying something attentively. When Mochir came in, he did not shy away.

"Professor Cavendish, I have been waiting for you for a while. What do you think of Regulus' situation?"

"It's very bad." Mochir said without any hesitation, "Anyone who has a lot of soul fragments stuffed into his body and wraps his own soul will not be very good."

Dumbledore nodded, obviously he had known about this for a long time, and he was still waiting for Mochir to say something he didn't know.

"Professor, I think we need to find out where he is and why he is like this, so that we can solve his troubles."

Dumbledore nodded, "Perhaps a house elf named Kreacher at No. 12 Grimmauld Place can help you. Principal Phineas will ask the house elf to open the door for you."

Moqier was stunned for a moment, and look, this is the big boss. He arranged the matter almost quietly.

His eyes looked around the room, and finally his eyes stopped on an exquisite cage.

"Fawkes can't give it to you." Dumbledore's voice was still gentle, "But I think you can stay at No. 12 Grimmauld Place, the old home of the Black family, for two days and check out the Black family's collection. Maybe Hidden, is the curse that turned Regulus into this state."

The boss is the boss. Performance-based pay to employees is paid with other people's money, and he can say it with such reasonable justification.

Mochir said that he still has a lot to learn from the principal...