38 years of past events

Since the theft of the Horcrux in Gaunt's old house, his father's mood has been very unstable, and he has become more moody than before. Of course, except for Bella, few people will get close to him now from the heart.

He also seems to understand his abnormality, so he often confirms the Horcrux with me over and over again. The limited time makes me understand the importance of that matter more clearly, because once we cannot finally confirm the Horcrux If the body is intact, it is a terrible thing no matter who it is.

"Evira, you are in charge of contacting Umbridge. I heard that she has all the information on the Floo Network in the Ministry of Magic. I need a copy of all the detailed access information about Hogwarts. I need it now. Yax Leigh, you are in charge of finding Thicknesses, we must ensure that the Ministry of Magic is ultimately in our hands. By the way, and you, Mulciber—”

"I'm sorry, Randolph, but I'd like to ask, if Thicknesse doesn't want to join us, I mean he's a stubborn guy, can we?" Yaxley asked me.

"Then kill him," I replied. "It doesn't matter who he is, remember, friends, we only need absolute obedience." Not even if that person is the uncle.

"No problem." Yaxley said confidently.

At the same time, a letter popped out of the burning fireplace. Evira glanced at it and told me: "We haven't got any suspicious clues from Umbridge, but, just now, there was a message from near the Pig's Head Bar. A piece of news that someone has seen Albus Dumbledore."

"It's nothing, his brother drove it, don't you know?" Mulciber laughed.

"Be quiet and let him finish," I said to Mulciber.

Evira continued: "According to information, there is also Potter, the boy who survived the catastrophe. They stayed in the Pig's Head Bar for 10 minutes before leaving. The local homeless saw it with their own eyes."

"Is today Wednesday?" I asked Evira.

"Yes."

"So Dumbledore would actually take him out personally when Potter is not staying at school?"

"Maybe there's something very important," Yaxley guessed.

"Of course, there must be something very important." I thought for a while, and felt as if I had grasped something, and asked Evira, "Where is the nearest place that can be reached from the Pig's Head Bar?"

"I know there, Madam Malkin's Robes, Honeydukes, and—"

"No no no, no!" I interrupted Yaxley.

"By the way, there's a line there that leads to a Muggle orphanage, and it only takes you two minutes to Apparate."

Muggle orphanage?

"No!" I understood what they were trying to do, "Guys, let's go now, we have to find them before they find that thing!"

When we got there, there were two pairs of footprints left on the seashore. I guess they didn't continue to use apparation because they were afraid of falling into the magic circle designed by my father.Simply because it provided us with convenience, the three of us, Evira, Mulciber, and I followed the trajectory and entered inside smoothly.

Facing the black lake full of dead bodies in the cave, I finally understood what my father told me: the cliff of the sea, the middle of the lake, and the end of the cave. If I guessed correctly, the Horcrux is hidden in On the small reef in the middle of the Black Lake.

"There is no road here. There is a black lake full of dead bodies in front of it. There is nothing to pass around. Randolph, are you sure Dumbledore is here?" Mulciber asked me.

"Of course, if I'm not mistaken, the only boat here was rowed away by them."

"That's even worse, which means we're completely stuck now."

"Why don't we try apparating?"

I looked at Evira amusedly, "Do you think the Dark Lord will allow you to Apparate?" He lowered his head knowingly.I told him, "If we're lucky enough to get past the Black Lake later, maybe try to Apparate back, maybe."

"But how can we get through the Black Lake with good luck now?" Mulciber was a little worried.

I asked Evira what time it was and he said it was almost 4pm.

I understand that time is running out, we set off later than Dumbledore, if we can't stop them from leaving here before dark, we will be in greater danger, because the power of the corpse in the lake will become weaker at night. Extra powerful.

I thought about it seriously, and finally made a very firm decision, and I said, "Let's swim over."

Evira's eyes widened, not only him, but Mulciber also couldn't believe it, "You're crazy! There are infernal corpses in here, do you know what that means? Or maybe you have a solution to them ?"

I told him: "There is no way. This is a curse cast by the Dark Lord. Even if he came by himself, there may not be a way to control all the corpses."

"So, we will definitely die if we go down!"

"But if you don't go down, you will also die. Do you think your master will let you go if you go back now?"

The two of them are still hesitating, but I know that I have no way out and no way out, I can only do this, who said that person is my father.

I took off the outer robe, held my wand tightly in my hand, and jumped into the lake. The cold water submerged my body, and I heard Evira shouting behind me.

The water in the lake was deeper than I imagined. After feeling the breath of living people, the corpses floating around immediately gathered towards this side. They seemed to have recovered instantly, and all stretched out their pale hands to pull me. I know the flame curse It's the best way to deal with these guys, but unfortunately in the water, I can't do this, and the three unforgivable curses are useless to these guys who are already dead, I can only keep on them Use the petrification spell.

As I go forward, the road will become darker and darker, and more and more ghosts will gather. Their sharp nails scratched my skin and tore my clothes. Moving towards the center of the lake, they almost swarmed towards them.Drag me to the bottom of the lake.

At this moment, my spell is too busy to take care of, and I know very well that it is very difficult to climb to the shore now, but I know that I can't give up, just because that person is my father!

Even if he doesn't love my mother or me, he's still my father.

Gradually, in the icy lake water, I began to have a feeling of slowly sinking, as if I had exhausted all my strength.

I think of my childhood, my teenage years, my school days, my fantasies about my mother and my father who never masked, and so on.In the end, the memory was frozen in that mottled and rusty secret room, the hug my young father gave me, a hug that made me feel the warmest in my life...

Legilimens... (Legilimens)

Legilimens...

Legilimens...

Time passes.

In my drowsiness, I seemed to hear someone talking in my mind. I carefully distinguished it, and it was clearly: Legilimency!

It's the father's Legilimency. I'm not sure if he knows the situation here, and knows that his son is suffering the most dangerous moment in the trap he set up.

But what I have to do now is to use the magic he transmitted to me to perform a reverse Legilimency on him, so as to find a way to really control these ghosts.

As if there was some kind of guidance, I searched in his memory surprisingly smoothly to find out all the secrets about today's events and all the secrets about the corpse.

I opened my eyes from the water, struggled to get rid of those pale hands, the magic wand emitted light from my own hand, piercing the entire lake surface in an instant, and the dead bodies began to retreat one after another, I jumped out of the water, the moment I climbed onto the shore "Incendio! (Big fire)" the spell shot out sparks from the end of the stick, and the lake surface burned quickly, spreading the entire lake like oil.

I know I made it!

Now "bah" to get rid of the bitter smell of water, looked down at the wet and torn shirt on his body, and there were several blood stains with scratches, and he didn't need to think about it to know that he was extremely embarrassed.

However, I am not worried at all, because I see that there are people worse than me at this moment.

look, who is that?Dumbledore and Harry Potter.

Harry supported Dumbledore against the rock. He looked very ill, very weak.

I also saw the empty stone basin next to it, and I knew Dumbledore drank the potion in it, so they must have got that thing.

"Be obedient, Harry, give him to me." I softened my tone, trying to lie to him like I did three years ago, and relax his guard, "Look, Dumbledore has already drank the potion, he is almost dying , and I was in a mess when I swam from the opposite side. Now neither of us can take advantage of it. You give it to me and we go out together. I can't go anymore."

Harry didn't speak, but his eyes showed the same determination as three years ago.

"Harry, don't be obsessed with it. Give it to me. Look at Dumbledore. If you really do it, you won't take advantage of it."

"Never! Don't even think about it!" he said, supporting Dumbledore and holding his hand tightly.

"Okay well, if that's the case, then I won't waste my patience with you. You made me do it, Savior!" My wand and Harry's wand were held up towards each other.

"Randolph, are you sure you want to do this now?" Dumbledore slowly opened his eyes from Harry's support, and he was trying to stand up straight: "I'm sorry, I'm not dead yet."

"But it's not far, I know you drank that," I said.

"But I still have the strength to deal with you now."

"Avada!" When the spell was shot at Harry, Dumbledore quickly threw out the spell to eliminate the green glow, and he disappeared into the apparition with Harry.

The author has something to say:

Poor little basket, Harry and Old Deng went there by boat, and little basket has to swim there alone...