RPAGF Chapter 220 This is all just nonsense, right? (1)
Chapter 220 This is all just nonsense, right? (1)
"Oh! Kreacher brought Master Regulus home, Master Sirius." Kreacher held the rope in his hand and stood awkwardly next to Regulus, his big eyes very red and swollen.
He held his head high and said in a hoarse and trembling voice.
Hearing the sound, Sirius suddenly broke away from his memories. He squatted down slightly, stretched out his hand, and stroked Regulus' dry hair.
At this moment, Regulus suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were misty, like there were many cobwebs in them.He opened his mouth silently, struggled violently and rubbed his body back and forth on the floor, making a "dong dong" sound.
"What's wrong with him?" Sirius was a little frightened, but he didn't walk away. Instead, he stretched out his hands and grabbed Regulus' shoulders.
"Inferi, sir, I don't know how to remove Tom Riddle's magic." Anthony also stepped forward and helped grab the rope, and suddenly the whole office was in a frenzy.
At this time Dumbledore stood up, lifted up his robe and stepped forward.He stretched out his wand and tapped Regulus' forehead lightly.A silent magic came from the tip of his staff, and for just a moment, Regulus stopped, no longer moving, but with his eyes open, as if an ordinary person had died.
The sudden change greatly touched Sirius's heart. Even though Regulus's gray-white eyes didn't even have pupils, he still felt that his brother was looking at him.
It seemed like she was telling him something.Sirius felt as if a huge iron pestle had hit his heart heavily.
He reached out his hand with slight trembling, smoothed Regulus's face, and closed his eyes.
In an instant, the strong-looking Sirius could no longer hold on. He lowered his head and knelt on the ground. His long hair covered his face, and everyone could only see a wisp of clear tears flowing from the tip of his nose. The drops fell on Regulus.
When James died, that feeling of separation came over Sirius again, because he knew that it was his fault again.
If he hadn't run away from home, if he hadn't escaped from the Black family, if he could have known his brother better and known what kind of person he was, perhaps such a tragedy would not have happened.
It was because he was arrogant and thought that Regulus was an incorrigible fool just like his cousin. He did not stand up when he needed help and guidance the most. He was burdened with the trust of the family. This was too much for a 14-year-old child. It’s heavy, (Xiao Tianxing ran away from home at the age of 16, and his brother is two years younger than him.)
When Regulus died, ah!Having just graduated from Hogwarts, he had a better life, but it ended abruptly...
Sadness spread throughout the principal's office.
Dumbledore gently patted Sirius on the shoulder. He had just learned about Regulus' heroic deeds.
This kid...
It was his fault as the principal again, he should have discovered it earlier.
Why!At this moment, Principal Dumbledore seemed a bit older. Then he nodded towards Professor McGonagall. The professor understood, and then left the office with the bodies of Sirius, Kreacher and Regulus. They needed Quietly, it takes time to heal the pain.
After the sadness in the office dissipated, Dumbledore looked at Anthony again.
"You're smarter than I thought, Anthony," he said.
"You have seen through all the traps set by Tom." This was what surprised the principal, because even he was not sure whether he could see through all of Voldemort's traps.
"Can you let me see what you brought back from the cave?"
"Of course, no problem, Professor." With that said, Anthony returned to his box and took out a cup of potion and Regulus's fake Slytherin locket.
Mr. Dumbledore picked up the locket, opened it, and saw the note left by Regulus.
"What a brave boy." The principal's blue eyes were slightly moved.
That childish language seems to be telling a strong soul who fights without hesitation when facing his invincible enemy.
Regulus, that child may have thought that Voldemort only had one Horcrux. He gave his life so that someone could defeat him in the future without the interference of the Horcrux.
Then Dumbledore picked up the potion.
"I think your guess is right, kid. This is indeed not venom."
Snape also stepped forward at this time, his sinister eyes fixed on the cup of potion, "I need time to study it."
"You have to ask the kid if he is willing to donate this cup of potion. After all, this is his trophy." Dumbledore said jokingly.
"Um - no problem, professor, use it as you like, I still have a lot anyway." Anthony waved his hand and said nonchalantly.
"A lot?" The principal looked at him with frivolous eyebrows.
"It's just half a big tank!" Anthony said with some embarrassment, rubbing his head.
"Haha!" The old principal looked helplessly at Anthony with a fake smile on his face. This kid is good at everything, smart, brave, and eager to learn, but he is just a little bit chicken.He is a character who does not want to suffer losses.
"Okay, I won't ask you what you plan to do with those things, but I hope you can use them in the right way." Dumbledore's voice changed and he said another thing, "You said, you Saw Tom taking away many wizard inferi."
"Yes, sir, they are all wearing robes. They must have been wizards in life."
"Well - what do you think he will do with those corpses?" Dumbledore suddenly asked, which caught Anthony off guard. Good guy, he really thought he knew everything!What was Tom doing with so many corpses? How did he know? Could it be that Voldemort still had necrophilia?
Ahem - no, this kind of perversion should not appear in the world of "Harry Potter".
That...
"You must be trying to resurrect them, right?" Anthony spread his hands and started to play to his strengths, talking nonsense, "Resurrection is obviously impossible, but it is still possible to transform corpses into other weapons."
"Maybe Tom invented the Inferi that can retain the wizard's ability to cast spells. After all, this magic has been evolving for thousands of years. Well - I don't want to use the words 'perfect' or 'evolved', but compared to hundreds of Years of Inferi magic, the current Inferi is indeed stronger than in the past."
"So there is still a possibility." Anthony spoke eloquently, and it seemed reasonable at first glance. However, after careful analysis, you will find that transforming magic is not a simple matter. He said that retaining wizards The ability of the Inferi to cast spells is beyond the imagination of wizards.
"After the death of a wizard, the corpse is no different from a Muggle! It is impossible for a dead body to produce magic." At this time, Snape raised an objection.As a young potion master, his research on the human body is definitely better than most people.
"That's simple, as long as it can be continuously recharged, just like a fireplace that can keep burning indefinitely by adding more firewood."
"Then what kind of firewood do you think will be used to achieve the results you expected?" Dumbledore's eyes gradually deepened, and his blue eyes stared at Anthony. The surprise this child gave him far exceeded his. expected.
To think that a few weeks ago, he met the resurrected Lily Evans...
"Ahem! Professor, I don't believe you can't guess it."
"Philosopher's Stone?" The two said in unison.
"Yes, the Philosopher's Stone is the most stable and suitable legendary magic item. Maybe Tom has other methods, but the Philosopher's Stone is definitely the most likely."
Anyway, it's nonsense. Anthony just opened his mind to the big picture. Anyway, the Sorcerer's Stone is indeed outside, and judging from the situation that Voldemort has been resurrected, the possibility of him finding the Sorcerer's Stone is really there, and it is quite high. .
In the original work, he was resurrected by a magic spell, but he did not become younger.
"But everyone is dead, how can a corpse retain its consciousness in life? Some even have rotten brains." Snape continued to question.
"Hey, Professor Snape, you actually see conscious dead people every day." Anthony chuckled, with a sighing expression on his lips.
"Every day? I..."
Suddenly, Snape realized what Anthony was talking about.
School ghost!
Isn't that a conscious dead person?
If you put a ghost into a body and provided them with magic...
For a moment, a terrible magical research appeared in Snape's mind. Death, soul, resurrection, etc., nouns flashed through his consciousness.
"That's enough, Severus, don't try to disturb the dead." Snape's flash of eyes was immediately observed by Dumbledore, and he reprimanded seriously.He was afraid that he would fall into the quagmire of resurrecting Lily.
after all.
He had actually seen the resurrected Lily.
"Also, Anthony, I would like you to keep today's conversation private. And Harry and Dobby."
"Okay, Professor."
"Yes, Professor."
"Of course, sir."
"Okay, you can walk around the castle, remember to go home early." Dumbledore said. He looked at Anthony and told him to take Harry and Dobby away. His help was not needed here.
Anthony smiled and nodded, then turned around, picked up his small suitcase, and left the office in a hurry.
In fact, just now, he had an idea that he had yet to express.
Putting a ghost into a body is a bit difficult. How many ghosts can there be in the UK?If Voldemort wanted to raise an army of the dead, he would probably have to collect ghosts from all over Europe.
However, it would be much easier if he had the Resurrection Stone. That thing is simply a magic weapon for summoning souls.
Of course, this is all just nonsense, right? No one would really try to resurrect the dead like this!No way!No way!
Anthony, who left the principal's office, did not notice that among the stacked books on Dumbledore's desk, there was a black notebook and a red gemstone.
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The two people who walked out of the principal's office did not hang around, but went directly to find Sirius.
However, they did not see him or Kreacher after searching for a long time, until they met Professor McGonagall in front of the auditorium.
"Sirius?" the professor stared at the two of them and said, "He's gone home."
Go home.
Come back home?
Blake's ancestral home?Grimmauld Place?
"Mr. Windsor and Mr. Potter." Just when Anthony and Harry were about to leave, Professor McGonagall suddenly stopped them, and then said seriously: "I hope you can be more careful. Not every so-called adventure will happen." safe and sound!"
"I know, Professor, we will pay attention." After Anthony ran away, he called back.
They didn't have time to appreciate Hogwarts being renovated, so they returned to London with Dobby's help.
Grimmauld Place is a famous place located in the northwest of London, England, a 20-minute walk from King's Cross Station.It is a famous wealthy area.
Thanks to the relationship between the Malfoy family and the Black family, Dobby knew where the Black family's ancestral home was, and he had even visited it.
Maybe Draco's mother took him with her when she went back to her parents' home. (laugh)
After a period of space distortion, Anthony and Harry got out of the suitcase again.
They seemed to be in a living room.
The gorgeous, sophisticated living room, with a large window overlooking the street at the front of the house, a large fireplace flanked by two gorgeous glass cabinets, and one wall covered in a Black family tree-shaped genealogy tapestry.
"Wow! This is a rich family!" Anthony looked around and exclaimed.
The glass cabinet doors on both sides of the fireplace were very dirty, with various dark magic items and silverware inside.
Although it is very dirty and messy, it does have the style of medieval aristocrats.
"Um..." Harry stared at Anthony speechlessly. For some reason, Harry always felt that when Anthony said the words 'rich family', there was a strong sense of ridicule.
Just when they were about to look for Sirius, there was a sudden sound of the desk chair moving.
Harry and Anthony turned to look.
A man who nearly scared them out of their wits was sitting on a chair.
Tom Riddle! ! !
Depend on!
Anthony immediately drew his wand and pointed it at him.
Dobby screamed and ran behind Harry, hugging his legs tightly.
How did Voldemort find himself here?
Could it be that Bellatrix brought it?
She is probably the only one who knows the ancestral home of the Black family and would bring people here.
Damn it!Anthony stared at Tom. This time, the third grade - no - school hadn't started yet. Are they going to have a final showdown?
The fox on the curtains in the living room was frightened by Dobby's scream and ran around in the living room in panic.
"Huh? No!"
After seeing those foxy girls again, Anthony suddenly seemed to realize something, "Funny!"
A gray spell hit 'Tom' accurately.
Suddenly, Voldemort's appearance changed dramatically. Young Tom instantly turned into an old, noseless and bald Voldemort.
She has thick legs, wearing 'war-damaged' black stockings, black high-heeled boots, a top with a Latin dance skirt, heavy makeup and red lips, and is posing.
——The huge impact barely sent Harry away.
It was like a gaze from the abyss...
Harry wished he had just gone blind.
"It turned out to be a Boggart! It scared me to death!" Anthony wiped the cold sweat from his head, but did not notice Harry's strange look.
Boggart, of course he knew what it was.
Sirius taught them in second grade.
A Boggart is a magical creature in the wizarding world, a shape-shifting creature that can look into your heart and turn into the thing you fear most.The spell used to deal with Boggarts is the Boggart Banishing Curse "Funny".
The spell transforms the Boggart into the most comical form you can think of.
So, in Anthony's mind, this is what Voldemort is like?
Simply hot eyes.
"Anthony." Harry called softly, "Your taste... is really unique! What are you thinking in your head!"
"Um - don't you think this is interesting?" Anthony pointed at Voldemort who was still posing over there, and said with a smile.
"Interesting? Are you kidding me?" Harry shouted loudly. He felt that his eyes were not clean. How should he face Voldemort in the future?
Face it with a smile?
"Oh! Harry." He suddenly looked at Harry with a strange expression and said, "Do you want to know what you look like in my heart?"
"No, Ni Zuokai!"
"(ˉ▽￣～)Cut~~"
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After Anthony cast a spell, he sent the Boggart into the bookcase nearby.
Even he had to admit that this was indeed a bit eye-catching.
And just when they were about to go downstairs to look for Sirius, a dusty memorial box appeared in front of Anthony's eyes in the glass cabinet door next to the fireplace.
If he guessed correctly, that box should contain Voldemort's Horcrux, which is Slytherin's locket.
He took out the souvenir box from the cabinet and shook it, and sure enough, there was a noise coming from the box.
Harry could not forget the shocking scene just now, so he walked eagerly towards the corridor to get away from here, so he did not see Anthony take the souvenir box.
Blake's old house was dirty, messy and filthy.
Finally, they found Sirius on the fifth floor, in Regulus's room, which had the words "Do not enter without the Express Permission of Regulus Arcturus Black" written on it.
"rab" Harry sighed as he looked at the last name on the door.
At this time, Regulus was lying on his bed in the room, with Sirius and Kreacher beside him.
"He should have a grand funeral." Sirius suddenly said.
"His merits should be known to the world."
"But Voldemort has been resurrected. You know, we can't make a big fuss." Anthony shook his head helplessly.
His voice rang out in this room filled with noble temperament.
All that was left was a long silence.
He noticed Sirius's slightly clenched fists, as if he was suppressing the reluctance in his heart, but in the end he could only let go.Because he knew what Anthony said was right.
...
At night, Harry and Anthony stayed at the ancestral home of the Black family.
Sirius is holding a funeral for his brother, and guests will gather here tomorrow.
Of course, not many people will come, except for members of the Order of the Phoenix, there will probably be no one there.