Chapter 247 The Terror of Voldemort

Sirius took a step forward, his face reflected in the green potion, a little distorted.

He licked his lips, his voice no longer trembling:

"I want to drink them, I want to feel the pain that Regulus once felt."

Dumbledore and Zhang Xiao did not say anything to dissuade him. Sirius was an adult and he was capable of making decisions.

But before drinking, there were still many things worth discussing about this potion.

"Professor, can these potions only be drunk?"

Zhang Xiao pushed back the idea of ​​peeing and asked questions instead.

"Yes, a very complex spell, a result of multiple spells intertwined together."

Dumbledore's half-moon lens reflected the fluorescence of the wand and looked at it carefully.

"In fact, the spell Tom set here should prohibit anything other than drinking from happening."

This is very magical and idealistic, highlighting an unreasonable spell, and it is unknown how complicated it is to form such an effect.

"Then why don't we find some animals to drink it for us? Anyway, we just need to drink it, right?"

Dumbledore laughed:

"Zhang, although we discussed Tom's here before-" He tapped his temple with his finger, "There may be something wrong here, but it doesn't mean that he can't consider such a simple problem."

Dumbledore turned around and stared at the entire cave:

"In fact, this potion is highly toxic to any creature, except wizards or other humanoid creatures with magic.

Maybe one drop can kill the animals."

He said with emotion: "The entire cave has been carefully arranged, from having to swim over to the stone archway-if it weren't for you, Zhang, who cleverly destroyed the stone door.

I'm afraid one of the three of us must use blood to satisfy it. We all know that blood is full of magic and can do many incredible things.

For example-contract."

Contract? Zhang Xiao took a breath, Tom is so good at playing? These things hidden under the surface are not mentioned in the original book at all?

I used to think that Voldemort's things were full of loopholes, and I could think of several ways to crack them in a few minutes.

Now I see, they are all traps?

"Yes, the contract, based on my understanding of Tom, he should not be able to exert too strong strength in this cave, and he can't do other more powerful contracts.

That must be done by blood oath."

Sirius hurriedly felt his state, and there was nothing abnormal.

Dumbledore continued his teaching. He broke Tom's thoughts and arrangements bit by bit, and wanted Zhang to understand more.

He had a hunch that the Dark Lord would return soon, and he was already very old. Zhang was the best candidate he was optimistic about to stand up and confront Voldemort head-on!

"The boat is below. It's very small. Think about it. If it weren't for the fact that you and Sirius were both Animagus, I'm afraid we would still be standing by the lake at this moment."

Zhang Xiao slowly chewed the information he got.

Gradually, the entire cave and Voldemort's arrangements were sorted out.

Because they can't Apparate, in Voldemort's opinion, wizards who find this place can only use magic to get in, and the Muggles' methods are not within his consideration at all.

They are all people standing at the top of the wizarding world. Why don't they go swimming when they have magic?

Once magic is used, it will trigger Voldemort's first arrangement-the alarm.

Voldemort will immediately know that there is a guest in the place where he hides things.

The second is the arch. It seems that you just lose some blood, but in fact you have signed a contract, and the power that can be used in the cave will be reduced.

The third item is the lake. If you don't find a boat, you can only risk crossing the lake, which will trigger the most powerful spells and defense measures here.

Even if you find a boat, you will face an embarrassing problem, that is, in addition to the power limit of this boat, the small area can't accommodate two adults.

Unless the person coming is a goblin-then you can stand a class.

Finally, there is this potion. Voldemort used all means for one thing.

There is no other way to eliminate these potions except drinking it.

Zhang Xiao dared to guarantee that if he turned back now, there was a great possibility that the Inferi in the lake would riot!

This was a chained, very meticulous defense system, which only guaranteed one thing, that is, to weaken the people who came here as much as possible.

Drink the potion and face the Inferi.

Or leave in disgrace and face the Inferi.

And Voldemort himself.

This is Tom Riddle, a meticulous and extremely difficult guy.

Zhang Xiao even suspected that if he hadn't split too many Horcruxes out of arrogance, relying on Voldemort's mind.

It is very likely that he would sit in the Minister of Magic's seat and wrestle with Dumbledore.

Fortunately, Tom was rubbish!

Zhang Xiao hissed a few times like a toothache, and finally understood why Dumbledore was so cautious when facing Voldemort.

Because Voldemort and Grindelwald are completely two extremes.

Voldemort is a dark lord with extremely strong personal power and viciousness.

But Grindelwald has his own ideals, similar to the zz family who made trouble for GM.

Dumbledore concluded:

"In short, Voldemort will not immediately kill anyone who comes here.

He will let them live for a while longer, figure out how they can get through his defense mechanisms, and ensure that they have an absolute advantage in this cave.

Most importantly, find out why they are so eager to empty the stone basin.

Voldemort believed he was the only one who knew about his Horcruxes. "

After he finished speaking, there was silence all around, except for the slight breathing of three people.

Sirius' wand flicked in the air, conjuring a crystal clear goblet.

He put the cup in and drank a glass, raising it high as if making a toast:

"Here's a toast to Regulus, the bravest member of House Black."

Then, Sirius drank it all in one gulp without hesitation.

"Sirius?" Zhang Xiao was a little worried. Although he knew it would not kill anyone, what he drank was not barley green juice, but some juice prepared by Voldemort.

"how are you feeling?"

Sirius shook his head, his thick eyebrows furrowed:

"It tastes worse than I thought."

He put the cup into the stone basin again and scooped up a full cup:

"Here's a toast to James Potter! My brother!"

"This cup wishes Harry a healthy and happy growth!"

When he drank the fourth cup, he stumbled forward and fell on the stone basin.

Breathing became heavy.

Zhang Xiao was about to move forward, but Dumbledore stopped him.

Most of the old man's face is hidden in the darkness, and his expression cannot be clearly seen:

"Wait, wait, wait"

Sirius's face was twitching and his teeth were clenching together.

It seemed that he had to use a lot of strength to steady his hand and prevent the goblet from falling.

He looked at the strange green liquid in the cup, then tremblingly brought it to his mouth again and drank.

Sirius began to pant violently, and made inexplicable mumbling sounds from his mouth.

His eyes were sometimes confused and sometimes frightened, but he still struggled to get up and drank another drink.

A slight crackling sound sounded, and Kreacher appeared in front of Sirius, bending down:

"It's the young master calling Kreacher——"

The rest of its words suddenly stopped, its gray eyes widened, looking at the cup in Blake's hand and the bright green liquid inside.

This scene seemed to bring back memories of it.

Kreacher's little body began to shake, and tears instantly filled his eyes. He trembled and said incoherently:

"Young Master, no. Young Master Regulus."

Only then did Zhang Xiao realize that what Sirius had just muttered was actually Kreacher!

Why was he calling Kreacher?

"I don't want to...in this case..."

Sirius's voice became louder, filled with despair:

"...I'm leaving...I don't need a family..."

Kreacher's cry suddenly became louder:

"Master, you are such a bad boy, why are you quarreling with the old master? You are the son that the old master is most proud of.

Even if you go to Gryffindor.

The old master was so sad. She didn't like Muggles, but the bad young master deliberately told her how much he loved Muggles in front of her.

And they posted Muggle stuff all over the room—"

Kreacher banged his head on the ground and cried bitterly:

"The young master left home, young master Regulus also disappeared, and both children left the old master.

The old master was ill, and she often had hallucinations, imagining that her two children were at home, and the old master had gone crazy.

Oh, my poor Master Regulus, he obviously just wants to take over his brother's responsibilities. "

The trembling Sirius suddenly stopped moving. He stared directly at Kreacher, then looked at the stone basin and the cup in his hand.

With a shrill howl, Sirius struggled to get up, threw himself on the edge of the stone basin, drank another glass, and drank it in one gulp.

Then another drink.

It was as if some kind of threshold had finally been reached, and when Sirius drank his seventh cup, he finally reached his limit.

At this time, the stone basin was more than half empty, and the crystal goblet made a crisp sound and rolled on the ground.

He fell to his knees on the ground, his whole body shaking uncontrollably.

"It's all my fault, it's all my fault," he cried, "please make it stop, I know I did it wrong.

James Regulus"

He lunged forward, screamed again, and pounded the ground with his fists.

"Professor?" Zhang Xiao turned his head and looked at Dumbledore, wanting to ask him if he should do something.

But Dumbledore's expression remained calm and he said softly:

"Zhang, Regulus finished the drink alone at that time."

Zhang Xiao's heart suddenly jumped. Yes, Regulus finished the drink alone!

If I remember correctly, in the original book, Dumbledore couldn't survive until the fourth cup.

Sirius was on his seventh cup, and Regulus drank it all in one go, replacing the Horcrux.

Is age the reason for this difference? Or is it the so-called experience or regret?

"Another little thought from Tom. Generally speaking, wizards who live longer will be relatively powerful.

This kind of potion is very unfriendly to old wizards. I seem to understand what kind of potion it is. "

Zhang Xiao said nothing, waiting for Dumbledore's next words.

"The regret medicine - it will bring out the regrets buried deep in your heart one by one, and ruthlessly tear apart the wounds you thought were healed."

Dumbledore sighed:

"If it were my heart that is already riddled with holes, I would probably be in pain long ago."

Regret Medicine is really apt.

Zhang Xiao lowered his eyes, and an uncontrollable thought came to his mind.

If I go to drink, how many cups can I last? My regret.

At this moment, the crying Kreacher suddenly jumped up, yelled, and picked up the crystal bottle that Sirius had dropped.

After scooping up a full cup, the fear from the past resurfaced, but it did not hesitate.

"For Master Regulus!"

This poor elf's resistance was obviously much worse than that of the wizard. After just one cup, its face twisted in pain.

He hit the stone basin with his head, and soon blood started to flow down his bare forehead.

Zhang Xiao subconsciously wanted to step forward to stop him, but was stopped by Dumbledore again.

The old man's eyes were complicated and he said softly:

"Don't do this. If you don't let it vent, it will probably die. Its heart is being burned, condensing out those things that are unbearable to look back on."

Kreacher drank another cup and shouted hoarsely with a bullfrog-like voice:

"For the ancient and noble Black family!"

The elf's screams echoed in the cave, echoed by Sirius's wails.

They are trying to save something in their own way, something illusory.

At this moment, the potion in the stone basin was almost bottomed out, and Kreacher almost relied on the stone platform with his entire body to prevent himself from falling.

One last drink.

"For Master Sirius, even though he is a bad guy."

The elf murmured lowly and drank the potion without hesitation.

There was silence on the small stone platform, except for the heavy breathing and meaningless murmurs of Sirius and Kreacher.

After a while, maybe a few minutes.

They begged weakly:

"Water, give me water."

Dumbledore finally stopped watching. Instead, he quickly walked forward, picked up the glass, and tapped it lightly.

The crystal goblet split into two.

"Zhang, the Clear Water Spring Curse can meet most of our needs very conveniently. I think you already know it."

Dumbledore was still in class.

He seemed to be setting an example:

"Clear water like a spring"

The two goblets were immediately filled with clear spring water, but in the blink of an eye, the water in the two glasses disappeared.

Dumbledore was silent for a moment and shook his head:

"Oh, is this Tom's last resort? Water appearing out of thin air is prohibited here."

He did not continue trying, but moved his gaze to the nearest water source-the lake.

"So if you want to drink water, you have to go to the lake. At this time, the final defense is activated——

An ingenious calculation."

Zhang Xiao had already walked quickly in front of them and reached into the Qiankun bag.

Under Dumbledore's surprised gaze.

"I brought this in from outside. It seems to be fine."

Zhang Xiao placed a whole box of Wahaha mineral water on the ground. This was Wahaha's trial production of mineral water and it was not supposed to be officially launched until next year.

But who is Master Zhang Xiaotian?

At this moment, Mr. Zhang waved his hand and said proudly:

"Drink as much as you like, I have more than ten boxes here!

If you don’t want to drink water, I also have AD calcium milk and Coke. "

Dumbledore's eyes fell on the small bag tied on Zhang Xiao's belt, which was extremely complicated.

If Tom had parents like Zhang——

At this moment, a strange movement came from the lake, breaking Dumbledore's contemplation.

Countless white heads and hands emerged from the dark water. Men, women, and children all had sunken, blind eyes.

Floating towards the rocks, a large number of dead bodies appeared in the dark lake, just like in a horror movie.

They walked staggeringly, with no end in sight.

The final defense system, the Inferi, was deployed.

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Readers who read Q, what you see is a few days ago. It’s not that I haven’t updated it. It’s about 10 chapters later than the main site.

I wrote this plot very carefully, very carefully, and basically covered every aspect. The main thing was to flesh out the characters' images and fill out the characters.

To be honest, Aunt Luo wrote this part very well, but it lacked explanation, so that when I read it, I really felt that there were loopholes everywhere. This is also the job of the fan author, to supplement the settings of the original work.

The image of Regulus in the original work was really thin, and I felt that the whole Black family was not rich enough, and Voldemort's style was indeed a bit stretched, so I thought about it again and thought it might be better to write it this way. At least Voldemort is not that trashy and idiotic, and the entire Black family is not just the same person.

I have a lot on my mind, but I can’t express it here. I hope everyone can accept it. After all, there are quite a lot of secondary designs here, some of them are incoherent, and I’ve been under a lot of pressure recently. Thank you all for your support, thank you