Chapter 141 The Shattered Soul of the Dark Lord

Chapter 141 〖The Dark Lord·Broken Soul〗

When a person throws a problem at you, you'd better throw it at him.

That's what Bagir is doing now.

It was obvious that Sirius could no longer resist the urge to destroy the locket.

Bajir naturally wanted to kick the ball to Dumbledore to solve the problem.

Dumbledore just smiled calmly, "You should already know the identities and locations of all the Horcruxes."

Bagir was a little angry. Although he didn't hide his expression, it was obvious that he was unhappy.

But the next second, he raised the corner of his mouth again, "Yes, including the Horcrux. The living Horcrux."

Dumbledore's pupils shrank. How could it be possible? Voldemort himself didn't know that Harry was a Horcrux. Is it possible that Bagir really saw through him? ——By falling into a dream.

Sirius ignored the exchange of words between Bagir and Dumbledore.

He only noticed one thing, "That is, this Horcrux can be destroyed! I can do it, please hurry up!"

"I still have to pick up my brother and take him home."

He squeezed the wand, and the Lihuo mantra had been repeated hundreds of times in his heart.

Flamel teased Dumbledore, "Oh, your brother-in-law already knows your little secret."

At this time, even Sirius couldn't help but be stunned for a moment - sister-in-law? Why do old cows eat young grass? Hermione was just cheated like this?

Lu Ping even blurted out, "Did I hear correctly?"

Only two elves didn't react to this. The elves have their own circles, and some pure-blood families spend too much time playing. There are always Muggle-born wizards who are willing to sacrifice their self-esteem in order to get ahead.

Dumbledore: "That's enough! My sister is pure and innocent! She has no boyfriend!"

Lu Ping said tentatively: "I understand why she is a bit sick. Your sister is already so old, so just let her go."

Dumbledore gave Flamel a sharp look and said, "She is only seventeen years old!"

Sirius, who wanted to explode and tell them to stop talking about nothing, was also a little dumbfounded, "Well, we know that your sister will always be seventeen years old in your heart, and may even remain young like you are now."

"But seventeen is an adult. She has the right to pursue her own happiness."

"Okay, I can do it now!"

Bajir: "Of course you can do it. But Li Huo is not suitable."

The most holy and good light gathered in his hands, and the legendary victorious king, the sword of the king who ruled Britain, appeared in his hands.

"I suggest you use it - the Broken Steel Sword forged by the Lady of the Lake."

"I will allow you to borrow its power temporarily."

Hum, the previous destruction of the diary has a useful echo [Black Devil Boy·Knight Leader].

The current locket is the last Horcrux that Voldemort thinks he has made, and Bajir will not miss it.

By using the sword, Bagir allowed it to be used by Sirius, thus destroying the Horcrux.

Everyone else froze.

They all saw the most beautiful things in this sword, the scars in their hearts were instantly healed, and the source of happiness gushes out from their hearts.

At this time, the contents of the locket seemed to be aware of the approaching danger, and started to rustle like cockroaches in a cage.

Sirius showed his big white teeth at the locket, extremely ferocious, "It seems that this thing is also aware of the danger."

"But Dumbledore, is Harry really the prophesied nemesis of the Dark Lord?"

"He really didn't block Bajir's knife."

"Isn't it because of this that Lucius Malfoy tried to murder Bajir?"

He took the sword without waiting for an answer, and golden light waves rippled out.

"I dare say it won't be a problem against Voldemort."

Click, the small golden cover of the locket popped open automatically.

Two small glass windows were exposed, and behind each there was a living eye blinking, black and bright, and then rotating crazily.

Sirius was not frightened by this. He turned his head and sneered: "Look, our Dark Lord was frightened and woke up."

"Hiss! Albus Dumbledore!" The locket began to speak, ignoring Sirius. "It is indeed you. I knew that if anyone could find me, it would be you."

Looking at Dumbledore's young face, "You really can't escape desire, and you pursue immortality just like me."

"Haha! Saint Dumbledore also fell into the quagmire!"

"Interesting," the black eyes began to look at the "Sword of Truth and Goodness", "you also made a sword specially for me."

"'Excalibur' ancient Celtic word, Broken Steel? Do you still believe in the legend of King Arthur?"

Dumbledore: "Can you give me and Tom some time to chat (Voldemort: Don't call me Tom!)?"

Sirius raised his sword, "Of course."

He looked at the locket and said, "Hey, tell me your last words!"

Dumbledore sighed, "I have always had a question. What if, when faced with your petty theft at the beginning, magic had not been used to force you to surrender."

"After you enroll in school, I will treat you sincerely. Will you continue to follow this path?"

"What stupid things did you say!" Voldemort seemed to be insulted, "Who do you think you are?"

"The most unique, genius, and perfect me will naturally stay in this world forever and rule everyone."

"Who else deserves that position besides me?"

"Do you think I am a coward addicted to love like you?"

Sirius: "Can I start?"

Dumbledore kept looking at those black eyes. After a moment of silence, he said, "Okay."

The locket offered no resistance.

The dark eyes closed before Sirius's sword swung down.

After the metal clang, there were only fragments of the locket left in the worn blanket.

The glass of the two small windows was also shattered, Riddle's eyes were gone, and wisps of smoke came out of the colorful silk lining of the locket.

The sword fell from Sirius's hand with a clang, and then turned into dots of stars and sank into Bajir's body.

He fell to his knees and held his head, "It's over! It's finally over!"

Kreacher also wailed loudly, "Master Regulus's order has been fulfilled!"

Bagir smiled like everyone around him.

[The maximum number of reverberations a player can bear is 3. Whether to create reverberations [Dark Lord·Broken Soul]]

"yes."

[Yes, do you want to spend 1,000 gems to increase the maximum number of responses you can afford to 4? 】

"yes."

New echoing data appeared on his retinas.

【Echo: 〖The Dark Lord·Broken Soul〗】

[Quality: Degenerate]

[The mature King of Darkness holds the broken soul of the last good man]

[The golden cover of the locket is also a prop to seal your heart, Occlumency +50%]

[Your Legilimency is extremely superb, no slave can close the brain in front of you, Legilimency +50%]

[You are the master of your own mind or the mind of others, soul out of body +50%]

[Card Bonuses: Killing Curse +3, Soul-Taking Curse +3, Cruciatus Curse +3, Occlumency +3, Lepiration +3, Apparition Curse +3, Black Mist Flying Curse +3, Transformation +3]

"This entry is too limited. Only fixed spells?"

Click the magnifying glass in the upper right corner of the entry.

"Well, isn't it? The magic of sealing the mind, reading the mind, and controlling the mind all have bonuses? The Forgetting Curse is also included in it?"

"Isn't this a 50% bonus for psychic magic?"

"Interesting, this happens to be my major, and it's all related to the soul."

"[Black Mist Flying]? It's too late. I can fly actinically with the [Sword of Truth and Goodness]."

"Why do you still have Transformation +3?"

"That's right, at this time Voldemort has completed the magical transformation of his body."

Bagir recovered his thoughts.

The group was having a lively chat about this matter.

Madison: "I've long wanted to see Sirius like this! All day long I look like I am the bravest, most socially responsible, and righteous person in the Black family."

"What's the result? Regulus Black is the bravest!"

"Now you know you were wrong! You know you regret it!"

Zoe: "I think he lacks a sense of responsibility at best."

"The Black family is old-fashioned. It's understandable that he rebelled and left the family."

"But he doesn't have to join the Order at all."

"Like the Weasley family, they were not members of the Order of the Phoenix at first."

"But they are also silently helping the Order of the Phoenix."

"He could definitely take a page out of Arthur Weasley's book."

"I dare say Regulus Black joined the Death Eaters, and why he joined the Order of the Phoenix."

"The Black family must have a Death Eater to prove their loyalty."

"Bella. Well, Bellatrix and Narcissa don't count. They are already married. And they are not direct descendants."

Bella: "Thank you for calling that crazy woman by her full name."

Ariana: "Albus has gone too far! Now everyone thinks I'm an old lady!"

Sophie: "Bajir's Dream Walking Technique is so powerful! He can also take people back and forth. Hester's jaw will definitely drop if she knows it!"

Beatrice: "You must have read it wrong! How can my prince use magic that is hopelessly used to commit crimes!"

Sophie: "Are you out of your mind? There is no distinction between good and evil in magic. Just see how to use it."

"Bajir also knows the killing curse!"

Madison: "Shut up! Country girl! A dark wizard who has collected the Unforgivable Curse dares to slander Bagir."

"Do you know about Defense Against the Dark Arts? In the seventh grade of Hogwarts, you will learn how to deal with dark arts to better defend against it."

"Bajir is just more knowledgeable and powerful."

Beatrice: "Yes! That's it."

Sophie: "Where did I slander you?"

Eventually, the chat ends with Sophie being besieged again.

On the surface, Sophie, who has the upper hand in Bagir's consciousness, is guilty of original sin in the eyes of other group members.

It’s not surprising that she is always criticized.

Bagir watched all this without making a sound.

In fact, he felt he was a bit inarticulate.

It is better to wait until after the club activities and use actions instead of words.

"Kreacher." Sirius regained his composure, "Do you still remember the location of the cave?"

Kreacher jumped up and cried a little, "Of course, Master!"

"Old Kreacher still remembers that place! He has been there many times!"

"But Kreacher can't find Master Regulus!"

"Kreacher——"

In front of him, Kreacher wanted to punish himself again, but before Sirius could tell him, Dobby hugged him.

Sirius was furious, "You stupid old guy!"

"Don't you know how precious you are? My brother sacrificed himself to keep you alive!"

"Remember this! Don't punish yourself anymore!"

"Punishing yourself is a waste of Regulus's efforts!"

Kreacher sobbed and stopped struggling.

Dobby let him go.

Kreacher stared at him in confusion, "Then how should Kreacher punish himself?"

"You--" Sirius panted, "Every time you make a mistake, clean the floor for me! Is that okay?"

"I'll talk to Narcissa."

Kreacher nodded, "Can Kreacher clean the ceiling?"

"Sure!" Sirius held his forehead.

"We can set off now. Regulus is in the lake. There are some Inferi in it."

"They are afraid of light and fire, so they are easy to deal with."

"Please wait," Dumbledore stopped him, "I think we need to go together."

"There may be other secrets of Tom hidden in there."

Sirius looked at Kreacher.

Kreacher nodded quickly. In his opinion, Dumbledore was much more reliable than this prodigal son.

"Kreacher can do it! It's not far from London!"

"Kreacher tried it and could go five times back and forth at a time."

"No need to bother." Flamel raised his eyebrows, "Have you forgotten my identity - the greatest alchemist."

He threw a silver column to Kreacher.

"Take it, elf!"

Kreacher caught it.

Basil looked closely and saw that it seemed to be a pen, but there was no gap in it, as if it was poured with boiling silver water in one breath.

Flamel added: "According to what you said, there is no defense against the elf's apparition there."

"And it's not far."

"Hold it, think about where you want to go, and draw circles in the air."

Kreacher stretched out his slender hand, held the pen, closed his eyes, and began to draw circles.

The silver light stayed in the air along the trajectory and overlapped.

It began to make a crackling sound of electricity.

The next second, the silver halo with Kreacher's hand as the radius began to expand.

A light gate appeared, and the green light mixed with the salty and humid smell of seawater poured into the boiler room.

It was a smooth rock island, about the same size as the Black family's kitchen.

It was covered with a large flat black stone slab, which was empty, with only a mysterious green light flickering in the middle.

On both sides of the island, there was a rough cave wall on one side and an endless, mirror-like smooth black lake on the other.

"Should we go in quickly?" Sirius noticed again that the edge of the halo was shrinking.

"That's because there's still one step left." Flamel walked up slowly, chanting obscure spells while waving his wand like a shaman.

Silver threads flowed out from the tip of the wand and sank into the halo.

"Well now, it will last for an hour. It's enough for us to turn this cave upside down."

"In that case," Sirius smiled strangely, "I have one more thing to do."

He hurried out of the boiler room, the kitchen, stepped over the umbrella made of the giant's thigh, walked to the front of the hall, and pulled open a velvet curtain.

"Beast! Bitch! Dirty and sinful bastard! Get out of here quickly! How dare you defile my ancestral home-"

It was a portrait of an old lady.

Sirius took a deep breath, "Thank you for your blessing, mother!"

Then he pulled the velvet curtain over and the voice stopped abruptly.