This Hogwarts isn't normal.

Regarding the incident of being played with by Voldemort one after another, the four people present were both angry and helpless.

Who would have thought that the Dark King, who lives without humans and ghosts, was so scheming?

Dumbledore looked up at the top of the hole as soon as he met Vincent's eyes.

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The steam is all accumulated on it, and I don’t know if it will naturally form clouds.

"Professor, you never thought you would be fooled by Voldemort, did you?"

The cave is so cold that according to the scientific explanation of Muggles, clouds should be formed.

"Professor, I think it's time for you to overturn your inherent impression of Voldemort."

If the clouds are formed, I don’t know if it will rain.

"Professor, can you hear it?"

If it rains, then remember to bring an umbrella next time you come here.

Vincent took a deep breath, calmed down a little, and looked at the small yellow note on the ground.

He hooked his fingers to the note, glanced at Dumbledore, who was still pretending to be unable to hear anything before opening it.

What a big deal, just embarrass it.

It's only one month at most, and I won't keep making fun of it.

Vincent opened the note and looked at it and his face became very strange.

"What?" Sirius came over, "Is the above words unpleasant?"

Vincent shook his head, "This little note is not left for us, but for Voldemort."

"Hmm!" Dumbledore, who was not staring at the top of the cave, hurried over.

Harry also came over with curiosity.

There were only a few words on the note, but the content subverted the imagination of the four of them.

“To the Dark Lord:

I was already dead when you read this, but I want to let you know that I discovered your secret.

I stole the real Horcrux and intended to destroy it as soon as possible.

I am willing to die, just hope you can be completely killed when you meet your opponent.

——R.A.B.”

When he saw the last signature, the little Tianlang suddenly clenched his fists and trembled violently.

"This fool..." His voice was particularly gentle.

The remaining three looked at him curiously and found that his eyes were actually wet.

"Who?" Vincent quickly reacted, "Do you know this R.A.B.?"

Sirius nodded and choked several times, "He...he is my younger brother, Regulus Akturus Black."

After saying that, he turned around and looked at the dark lake, and tears of sadness began to circulate in his eyes.

Seeing that Dumbledore and Harry were also sad, Vincent couldn't help feeling a little confused.

Harry whispered a few words in his ear before he realized that the body Dumbledore was holding was Regulus.

Moreover, Sirius even scolded the corpse a few words, no wonder he had such a reaction.

I thought my brother had taken the wrong path and was responsible for his own fault, but I didn't expect the truth of all this to be so cruel.

Regulus died in a heroic manner, but was misunderstood by everyone.

Vincent bent down and picked up the broken locket, repaired it with magic and stood beside Sirius with apologetic expression.

He handed the locket and the small note over, "I'm sorry."

Sirius quickly wiped his eyes, "It's okay, we didn't know the truth behind this in advance."

He carefully took the locket and small notes, and his eyes looked at them with extremely gentleness.

No one knows the story of Regulus. These two things are not only relics, but also ironclad evidence that they can clear their stigma.

If it is just to be rehabilitated, the Horcrux will be exposed.

It doesn't matter whether the British Ministry of Magic believes it or not. What is important is that Voldemort cannot know that someone has found his secret of immortality.

Once this King of Gou Ming knew that his Horcrux had been destroyed several times, he would definitely create a large number of new Horcruxes crazily.

Sirius looked at it for a long time before reluctantly folding the small paper strips neatly and putting them back into the locket.

"Let's go back and take him back."

Vincent looked back at the stone basin.

Although I don’t know how Regulus repacked the locket, the liquid inside should not be ordinary poison.

He took out a small bottle from Lemay's ring and let the puppet fill it and then bring it out.

Then the four returned to the shore through Fox.

Sirius gently put the locket on Regulus' chest and then hugged him hard.

After the red flames, the four people appeared on the isolated island when they came.

"I haven't been home for a long time."

Sirius looked at Dumbledore with a lonely look, who understood and asked Fox to take them to a certain street.

A simple house next to Vincent Pass recognized the sign of the Grimore Square in northwest London, not far from Kings Cross Station.

But something strange is that the house on the left is No. 11, while the house on the right is No. 13.

Like him, Harry looked at Sirius with confusion holding Regulus and headed towards the small open space between the two houses.

After a few steps, the two houses, No. 11 and No. 13, moved strangely to the left and right sides.

A black painted door covered with scratches squeezed out of thin air from the middle.

There is no keyhole in the door, only a curling snake-shaped door handle and a golden doorbell.

Sirius approached with Regulus in his arms, and the door opened automatically in front of him after the bell.

Vincent and Harry followed behind and walked up the broken stone steps, and after passing through the gate, they saw a townhouse that also appeared out of thin air.

It looks a bit abandoned, but even without the contour of the simple houses around it, this villa still looks particularly luxurious and grand.

When you enter the villa, the old-fashioned car lights on the wall automatically light up, and a long foyer comes into view.

The wallpaper has been peeled off in large areas and the carpet has been ground thin.

"You rebellious!" A deafening woman screamed suddenly.

"A dirty bastard, there are mud breeds!"

Sirius paused and turned around and apologized to Harry and Vincent.

"It's my mother's voice, it seems that she has hung her portrait here."

"Rebellious! Get out of here with your beast friend!"

Vincent and Harry, who were scolded for no reason, looked at the source of the voice and found that they were coming from not far ahead.

There was a huge and bulky trolley leg umbrella stand, on which was hung a portrait of an old lady.

Sirius's face looked ugly.

He gently put Regulus down, then pulled out his wand and ran over.

"Old witch! Just shut up!"

A coma spell hit the portrait, and the old lady inside screamed in pain.

Then, a louder scream came from her mouth: "Clicher! Come and drive out this evil son and his beast friends!"

As soon as he finished speaking, an old house elf suddenly appeared in front of Sirius.

Its body was covered with a dirty rag, its head was bare, its big bat-like ears grew a large white hair, its blood-filled eyes were gray, and its fleshy nose was like a pig's nose.

"As for orders, my mistress." Its voice was low and hoarse, just like the screams of bullfrogs.

Sirius quickly pointed his wand at Clicche, "Useless waste! Do you want to drive us out too!"

Kliche bowed slightly, but his attitude was not very respectful. "Master Sirius, the hostess asked you to bring your friends away from here."

"What if I don't leave?"

Kliche lowered his big head, "You are the only heir to the Black family, and Kliche can't drive you away."

Sirius was stunned for a moment and looked at the dizzy old lady in the portrait, "Did you hear it? Old witch! You can't drive us away!"

"Damn it...Damn..." The old lady was so angry that she turned her eyes up and fainted.

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