Chapter 215 Finding Regulus

Dumbledore knew that he had to be careful. The temptation of power was infinite. On the road of magic, the more talented a wizard was, the easier it was to go astray.

For most wizards, magic is just waving a wand and saying a few spells.

Only a very few talented wizards clearly know what the essence of magic is and what powerful magic power will bring them.

Powerful power combined with unrestrained ambition brings only disaster and destruction.

Voldemort is the most obvious example. His excellent spellcasting talent and blood from Salazar Slytherin himself made him think he was unique.

He is superior to others, and his arrogance has been expanding, and he even thought he was a god in the end.

Everything he does is self-centered, and he doesn't consider other people's feelings. The dark growth trajectory makes him not understand what love is.

Look at the things he did back then, killing people wantonly, advocating the status of pure-blood wizards over mudbloods and Muggles, etc.

These things are not as noble as Voldemort and the Death Eaters preach.

From Dumbledore's point of view, the reason he did it was simply because he wanted to, and he wanted to prove to be different.

He therefore abused his magic powers and disregarded life.

In order to gain immortality, he even split his soul to make Horcruxes.

As early as twenty years ago, when Riddle, who had been missing for a long time, returned to Hogwarts with his new face and applied to himself for the position of professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, Dumbledore felt keenly that his soul unstable.

Dumbledore suspected at the time that Riddle was conducting some kind of evil black magic research, and various signs later showed that he was making Horcruxes.

The most unexpected thing happened, Dumbledore didn't know how many times Voldemort had split his soul.

This evil black magic makes him an unkillable monster.

Dumbledore looked at Ivan again. So far, they have destroyed two Horcruxes.

And these things are all related to this child, is it a coincidence, or...

In addition to all these coincidences, what surprised Dumbledore even more was that Ivan had already touched the door of power, and what he was missing now was only time.

Ivan is as good as Tom Riddle in his student days, far beyond his peers.

The only good news is that he is different from Riddle. He has a complete family and friends, knows what love is, and understands the meaning of life.

Judging from the currently observed situation, it is impossible for Ivan to become the second Voldemort.

A smile appeared on the corner of Dumbledore's mouth. Although he didn't show up until the end, he knew everything about what happened at Hogwarts a few days ago.

What made him most gratified was Aiwen's final choice on the life and death of Peter Pettigrew.

Even in the face of the threat of those giant acromants, Ivan did not give up Peter Pettigrew and ran for his life, but insisted on running away with him.

Dumbledore was very satisfied with Ivan's performance that night.

He thought, maybe he should give this child more help.

He is already very old, and if he fails to find all of Voldemort's Horcruxes in the end, Ivan will become an indispensable help.

In the center of the island, Aiwen let go of his control on the stone giant while calculating his magic power consumption. With his current ability, he still can't turn this blue boulder into something more complicated, but being able to activate it is already quite a success.

He was going to try other magic. If not everyone was here, Ivan also interrupted to try the spell of summoning demons recorded in the cutting-edge black magic secret. This was the first time he had seen this kind of magic.

On the small island, more and more corpses emerged from the lake in all directions.

Under their attack, everyone kept falling back and gathered around the stone basin.

Infernal corpses are difficult to destroy, their magic power has been exhausted, Sirius, Ivan, Harry, and Hermione use various spells to delay their steps as much as possible.

The pressure was still increasing, and just when everyone was about to be unable to hold on, Dumbledore made a move. The spell he used was exactly the same as Ivan just now.

He waved his magic wand, and four heavy black boulders floated up from the ground, and with a loud friction sound, they turned into four huge giant monsters in an instant.

It's not the unfinished state of Aiwen, they are exactly the same as the real trolls, and there is almost no trace of the transformation. The four trolls howled rudely, holding a thick big stick in their hands as arms.

Ivan looked at Dumbledore in surprise, and found that Dumbledore was looking at him calmly, and motioned Ivan to pay attention to his next actions.

The wand in his hand danced in a strange trajectory, as if he was directing an orchestra to play.

Under Dumbledore's control, the trolls rushed from the center of the island in four directions, rampaging among the corpses.

With a few loud bangs, they were so powerful that many Yin corpses were directly knocked back into the dark lake water.

The intense collision picture in front of them made everyone feel a joyful feeling from the bottom of their hearts.

The giant monsters were covered with corpses, but they didn't take a step back. They were using their bodies to fight head-to-head with the corpses.

Ivan looked at Dumbledore in astonishment, he couldn't imagine how much magic power this would consume.

After Dumbledore made a move, everyone felt much less stressed, and they focused on finding Regulus among the dense crowd of corpses.

Ai Wen's eyes swept across the dead bodies with pale faces and ferocious faces. Looking at them, he couldn't describe in words what kind of feeling it was.

If I had to say it, it was absolutely terrible.

At this moment, Kreacher suddenly shouted, "Master Regulus, Kreacher has found Master Regulus!"

Aiwen hurriedly looked in the direction pointed by the house-elf. He saw the corpse of a ten-year-old boy who had just crawled out of the lake. He was wearing a black wizard robe different from the surrounding Muggles, and there was a particularly obvious Black on his chest. The family crest.

The appearance of Regulus was very similar to that of Sirius in his youth. Under the influence of magic, he still maintained his appearance at the moment before he died, with little change. Compared with Sirius, he looked darker. But it also looks healthier and more energetic.

Because of soaking in the water for a long time, his body was already a little swollen.

Like other Yin corpses, he looked around blankly and walked towards the stone basin in the center of the island, without recognizing who the few people standing in front of him were.

Now he is not the hero who bravely resisted Voldemort, but a corpse guarding Voldemort's soul fragments under the control of magic.

"Regulus" Sirius yelled sternly, the heart-piercing voice echoed in the dark cave.

Before the others could react, he had already rushed over, desperately rushing into the group of corpses, trying to drag Regulus out. To be continued. Tips: log in by computer and log in by mobile phone