The Soul of Hogwarts Across Worlds

Chapter 331 The Second Horcrux

In 1978, that summer.

Not long after graduating from Hogwarts, the life of Regulus, who was nearly 18 years old, came to an end.

For him, the most painful thing is not his own dying life, but the collapse of the ideal he was prepared to fight for.

The Dark Lord is not as righteous as the school preaches. On the contrary, his unscrupulous pursuit of the so-called pure blood rule is just his own cruel rule.

And his fellow Death Eaters?
One by one was addicted to killing, and only regarded Muggles as some kind of animals.

This made him finally make up his mind to exchange his life for one of Voldemort's Horcruxes, so that someone in the future can destroy the myth of the Dark Lord's immortality.

What is tragic is not his act of daring to sacrifice, but what is even more admirable is his courage to guard family responsibilities.

At that time, his elder brother had broken with the Black family, and as a member of the Order of the Phoenix, he was fighting against Voldemort all over the world.This prevented Regulus from betraying Voldemort, as it would lead to disaster for the family.

In the end, he chose to die in obscurity, sacrificing his young life in the persistence of justice and protecting the family in his heart.

Regulus, sunk in the Black Lake.

In the living room, there was a sudden silence.

Everyone deeply admired this noble soul, and even Hermione, who had always been fighting for the liberation of house-elves, was shocked by Regulus' pure soul.

He had never met a pureblood wizard like this.

A true hero who flies to the flame for justice.

It's been a long time.

There was finally a respite in the silent classroom.

Yes, Sirius, he looked at Kreacher with tough eyes full of tears and said, "Now, immediately. Take me to that cave."

"No, Sirius, we can't rush into Voldemort's trap so recklessly, at least, we should contact the principal." Hermione hurriedly stopped him.

What kind of cave is that, just from Kreacher's mouth, it can be heard, it is very terrifying.Entering rashly will definitely be dangerous.

"But I can't watch Regulus continue to stay in that black lake!" Sirius said excitedly, now he desperately wanted to rescue Regulus, even if it was just a corpse.He owes too much to his younger brother.

"There are probably tens of thousands of ghost corpses there. How did you find Regulus?" Melda poured a basin of cold water, and then continued: "You are going to die now. Does your brother want you to go?" Do you want to die?"

"But." Sirius opened his mouth, he seemed to be able to say something, but he couldn't say a single word.

He clenched his fists, full of regret.

If I could have paid more attention to Regulus back then, perhaps everything would have been different.

In the end, everything stemmed from his own stupidity, James did, and so did Regulus.

A wave of anger slowly burned his conscience, and with a "bang", Sirius, who couldn't suppress the grief in his heart, slammed his fist on the glass display case.

The broken glass scratched his hand in an instant, and blood flowed from his fist.

The three onlookers did not speak.

They just watched quietly.

Because everyone knows that Sirius needs to vent, and that's the only way to calm him down.After a while, Harry walked forward silently, took out his wand, and used a spell to heal his wound.

The living room fell silent, while Hermione turned her attention to the locket in Melda's hand.

Obviously, this should be one of Voldemort's most important things, otherwise he would not have set such a complex magical trap for it.

Thinking of this, Hermione finally came to her senses.

"Melda, could this be..." Hermione asked in shock, pointing to the locket in his hand.

"It should be, this is one of Voldemort's Horcruxes."

"My God! Then we'd better destroy it quickly!" Harry, who greeted Sirius, said hastily.With the lessons learned from last semester, he now has a deep-rooted fear of Horcruxes.

"That box can't be destroyed." At this moment, Kreacher said suddenly.

With tears all over its face, it lay on the ground moaning.

"No matter what Kreacher does, he can't leave any traces on it. Kreacher has tried all methods, all the methods he knows, but none of them work." It clutched its head in pain, it seemed It should be that Kreacher used black magic on this box.

"There were so many powerful spells cast on the box that Kreacher was sure the way to destroy it was to break it from the inside, but couldn't open it. Punishing himself, he tried to open it again, and Kreacher failed to carry out the order , Kreacher can't destroy that box!"

"In those days, the Mistress went mad with grief, because Master Regulus disappeared, and Kreacher couldn't tell her what happened in the cave, no, Master Regulus forbid. Forbid him to tell the family Anything that happens in anyone's cave."

"Of course you can't open it." Melda said lightly.

Holding the locket, he looked at the serpentine pattern on it and said, "This is Salazar Slytherin's locket. Only his descendants can open it."

"What. What!" Kreacher exclaimed, because it meant that he would never be able to fulfill Master Regulus' order.The only known descendant of Slytherin today is Voldemort.

It couldn't have taken the locket and begged Voldemort to open it.

"Harry, Parseltongue is fine!" Melda handed the locket to Harry.

But Harry took a step back and didn't take the box from him.

"No, I won't speak Parseltongue anymore, you... you can find Ios! This is something from her ancestors."

Harry stared at the locket as if he had seen some great horror.

It seems that last year's Chamber of Secrets incident did leave an extremely profound impact on him.

"Dobby, come here and find Ios. If she's not asleep, invite her over. If she's asleep, then forget it." Melda didn't force it, after all, there is a genuine Slytherin here. heirs.

"Okay, sir!" Say it.Dobby disappeared into the living room with a 'bang'.

After a while.

It appears again.

But this time, Dobby had a beautiful girl in brown pajamas beside him.

"Melda, Hermione, Harry, is there anything you can do for me so late?"

Io didn't feel any physical discomfort at all due to the follow-up of the development.It seems that this ill-fated girl was often pulled by people to apparate her.

"Oh! Little things."

Melda stepped forward, handed her the Slytherin locket in her hand, and said, "This belongs to your ancestor Salazar. Can you open it? You can use Parseltongue."

"Heir of Slytherin?"

Melda's words successfully attracted the attention of Sirius and Kreacher, the servant.

This girl is a descendant of Slytherin?

(End of this chapter)