[Comprehensive HP] In the name of darkness

Chapter 52

At night, Harry chose a time when no one was around, and brushed lightly on Regulus' arm.The Dark Mark is Voldemort's soul mark, similar to a master-servant contract, as long as Voldemort is not dead, no one can lift it, except himself, or Harry who has fused part of Voldemort's soul.

Voldemort allowed Harry to absorb the soul fragments in order to better control Harry, and he could not cast some spells in the state of the soul, and he needed Harry's help.But I didn't expect that this time became one of Harry's ways to win people's hearts.

When the white light flickered and the Dark Mark was about to disappear, Regulus stood up abruptly and interrupted Harry's spellcasting, "No."

Harry coughed lightly, don't you?don't want what?Harry looked at the man who sat up and clutched his left arm, "Reculus Black?"

Regulus turned his head slowly, "Who are you? Am I still alive?"

"My name is Harry, Harry Potter." Harry chuckled, then turned around and ran away.If he didn't say it quickly, those old brothers who sensed the change of the magic circle would tear him apart.Especially, Regulus, why not remove the Dark Mark?

"Teacher, he's awake."

Drucker, who was in charge of watching people, froze for a moment, "He woke up when I went to the bathroom, I should have gone earlier." People around twitched their mouths, does it have anything to do with you going to the bathroom when they wake up?

But at this time, no one was bothering with this issue, and everyone hurried to the studio.Harry followed behind, thinking for a while, "Ma'am, I want to inform Sirius."

"Of course the child, I'll tell him, hurry up, don't let your teacher scare the child." Mrs. Flamel patted Harry on the back, signaling him to go quickly.Harry nodded, praying in his heart that Sirius would remember to take Kreacher with him, after all, with Regulus' current situation, it was impossible to go back immediately.

Regulus looked at the group of people around him in bewilderment. Some faces were familiar to him, but he didn't remember them at all.At this moment, Harry ran over to see Regulus who was really frightened. Harry squeezed in front of everyone, "How do you feel now?"

"I'm a little dizzy." Regulus said carefully, he didn't remember any of this group of people now.Subconsciously covering his left arm with his right hand, Regulus looked at Harry.

"Dizziness? Is the energy of the magic circle unstable?"

"I think the potion hasn't fully exerted its effect. After all, it's only been three hours since he last took the potion."

"Did you wake up suddenly, lack of blood gas, or lack of intracranial pressure?"

"I actually think that it may be the same as the little Malfoy back then, because the magic power dissipated."

The corners of Harry's mouth twitched, why didn't he know there was a friend from the Malfoy family?Moreover, the Malfoy he knew whose magic had dissipated was Draco's grandfather.Turning his head, it was Nico who spoke just now, well, it's understandable.

Sitting in the middle of the magic circle, Regulus was dizzy from the discussions around him. He looked at the child squatting in front of him with flustered eyes.

"Are you hungry?" Harry blinked, the child's question was the most direct, and it would win favor.

"Not hungry." Regulus shook his head, how could he still be hungry after drinking a full potion.

"Well, do you want to go to the toilet? Do you want to fart?" If the body can be awakened, it proves that the person is really alive.

The surroundings became quiet, Regulus nodded slightly with his ears turning red.

"Oh yeah! He wants to go to the bathroom!"

"Great!"

"Miracle, Merlin's miracle!"

"What a miracle that's why we made him want to go to the bathroom!"

"I just said going to the toilet is useful!"

The corners of Harry's eyes twitched, looking at Regulus' handsome flushed face, this little cousin was a little prettier than Sirius, Sirius was chic and handsome, Regulus was clean and beautiful.

In the end, Madame Flamel took advantage of it and drove out all the alchemists in the room, and then took Regulus to do a simple cleaning and recovery.

After Harry came out, he looked at Sirius, who was also locked in the living room, and blinked, "Godfather, did you bring Kreacher?"

Sirius was taken aback, then shook his head, "Is this the right time?"

Harry sighed, if it was Malfoy, Kreacher would be brought here immediately. This is the home of the master alchemist, and there are no less than eight spies around here that only Harry knows about, not including the ones he sent.From Christmas to now, no one who came to congratulate him came out. If it was all right, even Hagrid would not believe it.And these people are so excited today, I am afraid that they will not be able to hide anything tomorrow.

"Kreacher will want to meet its owner, and Regulus will miss it too." Harry reminded clearly.Sirius frowned slightly, nodded and said, "I'll go right back."

Kreacher is guarding Black's old house, and as the last elf of the old house, it cannot be summoned outside until it loses all its masters.Because it has to guard the owner's house, this is their mission.

When Sirius showed up with Kreacher, Harry was surprised to find that Kreacher was wearing a tea towel that wasn't too ragged, which was much better than the one that was just around his ass before.

"Wait here, don't move around." Sirius looked at Kreacher, afraid that it would go crazy again.

When the studio door opened again, it was already seven o'clock in the morning, three hours had passed since Regulus woke up.And the first time he came out, Regulus saw Kreacher standing in the living room.

"Kreacher, Kreacher is sorry for Master Regulus, Kreacher failed to destroy that thing, Kreacher is useless! Kreacher has tried every method! Kreacher is useless! Kreacher punished himself many times, but It's useless, that thing just can't be destroyed!" Kreacher stood hunched over at Regulus' feet, tears kept streaming from his cloudy eyes, washing all the ashes off his face, leaving two bruises, and Two snots also started to slip down.

"No, destroy it." Regulus didn't know whether he was disappointed or happy, and the expression on his face was inexplicable for a moment. "Give him to me."

he?Harry frowned, watching Kreacher take out a delicate locket from his arms, exactly the same as the one he got at the bottom of the basin, but as soon as it came out, Harry knew it belonged to Slytherin .

Because the dead green snake on his wrist only responds automatically to Slytherin things.

Harry gently tugged on the cuff, signaling it to be more honest, the alchemists in the room here are most sensitive to magic power.

But Harry was too worried, because no one noticed him at this moment, and everyone was looking at Regulus who took the locket.

The lines on the locket began to emit a little bit of golden light, which circulated continuously along the lines, and an echoing golden light appeared on Regulus' chest.

Soul contract?Harry looked at the obvious form of echo, isn't this Voldemort's Horcrux?Could it be that Regulus exchanged Voldemort's Horcrux for his lover's soul?Then why did he let Kreacher destroy it?Or—the object of Regulus' soul contract is Voldemort! ! ? ? ?

"Rael." A sigh suddenly came from the locket, and then the image of a middle-aged man appeared, and he could vaguely see the appearance of Voldemort. Although he was considered handsome, Harry looked at him, there was always something A weird feeling.

"After all, I'm still sorry for you." The phantom looked at Regulus with misty eyes, and after saying a word, Harry concluded that it was not Voldemort. Voldemort never apologized, and he was always right.

"No, no, he doesn't want me, not you." Regulus fell to the ground, holding the locket in his palm.

"It's me! It's me! I don't want you to be a burden! Why do you think you are so important." The phantom suddenly twisted, and the scream broke through the ceiling, shaking the ears of the people around.But soon, the screaming stopped abruptly, and the locket released a golden light, taking the soul piece back.

"Rael." Sirius stepped forward, looking at his younger brother who hugged his knees and cried bitterly. For a moment, he felt a little complicated.Harry looked at Kreacher who had been pounding his head on the ground, and said coldly, "Regulus, tell Kreacher to stop first."

Regulus looked up abruptly, looking at Harry in surprise.Harry knew it was Voldemort's tone, and it was his way of speaking.

"I said, let it stop, I have something to ask it." Harry used his familiar tone, which must have been familiar to Regulus.

"Kreacher, stop." Regulus stared blankly at Harry, and ordered dully.Kreacher stood up from the ground, staring at Harry with blood red eyes, and stood in front of Regulus.

"Kreacher, have you met the Dark Lord?" Harry looked at Kreacher, but in fact, he was asking Regulus that he had to get the news before the visitor arrived.

Kreacher kept his mouth shut and didn't make a sound.Harry took a deep breath, and took out Regulus' locket, "I rescued Regulus back, will you listen to me?"

This sentence, however, used Harry's own identity and accent.Kreacher looked at the locket that Master Regulus had spent a long time making, and bowed deeply.

"Have you met the Dark Lord?"

"I have seen."

"What does he want you to do?" Harry's eyes were fixed on Kreacher, but the pressure was on Regulus.

"Harry, don't ask Kreacher." Regulus sighed. At this moment, he had calmed down, and the locket in his palm was constantly emitting warmth.

"This locket is one of Voldemort's Horcruxes, and what's inside is a part of his soul." Regulus smiled sadly, "There may be seven left, but what are they? , I don't know."

"Seven—" Although this number was only Regulus' guess, the people in the room somewhat believed it, just because of the concern of the child and the locket.

"He gave Malfoy a diary and also gave Bella a cup. They valued this reward very much." Regulus looked at the locket, "I don't know anything about the rest."

"You are harming him by helping him hide it." Harry took a deep breath. "The more we know, the more likely it is that he will be resurrected."

For a moment, Regulus' eyes flashed with light, but then dimmed, "I don't want him to be resurrected."

"Then give it to me, and I'll destroy this locket." Harry snapped. At this moment, everyone in the room didn't know where Harry's suppressing aura came from, only Nicolas Flamel There is some understanding in the eyes.

"No, don't." Perhaps Harry said it too confidently, or maybe he was too worried, Regulus gripped the locket tightly and shook his head.

"Then you would rather let this locket continue to affect you with his grievances and curses? Look at Kreacher! What an elf who lived more than a hundred years and coexisted with the house was absorbed by him! You are still alive, are you still alive?" Do you want him to influence your family through you?" Harry reached out and threw Kreacher to the ground, and the old man couldn't get up immediately.

"I have already destroyed the diary, and I know how to destroy it." Harry looked at Regulus, "Inside the diary is Voldemort's 17-year-old soul, and he was the first one to divide it. memory, right?"

"Harry." Sirius looked at his younger brother whose face was as pale as when he met him for the first time, and held back Harry who was pressing on every step of the way.