Harry Potter and the Secret Treasure

Under heavy siege, they moved forward miraculously at an astonishing speed, rushing to Regulus who had just climbed ashore in less than three seconds.

"Go home, let's go home, Regulus!" Sirius cried bitterly while hugging him, making a heart-piercing cry.

He was crying so sad that Harry couldn't help crying too.He had never expected Sirius to become like this, he had told himself before, how much he hated Regulus, as much as he hated the rest of the Black family.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Harry knew that Sirius had a lot of worries about his younger brother, and only then did he know the brotherhood between them.

"Go home, go home, I will take you home, Regulus..." Sirius murmured.

He hugged Regulus' body with all his strength, for fear of losing him again.

Chapter 217 The Poor Funeral

Seeing this touching scene, Harry couldn't help crying.

In front of him, Sirius was crying and hugging Regulus' body tightly, he was crying so sadly, he kept muttering, "Go home, Regulus, let's go home... "

In Sirius' arms, Regulus was unconscious.

His open eyes were misty, as if they were covered with cobwebs. He stretched out his pale, withered hands, and hugged Sirius tightly.Not a normal hug, but full of malice, to drag Sirius into the lake and drown him.

"Be careful, Sirius..."

Harry hurriedly shouted a reminder, but the sound stopped abruptly.

He felt an arm wrapping around him from behind, a death-like cold, fleshless arm that picked him up from the ground, and walked towards the black lake slowly but without hesitation.

Harry struggled to get free, but failed, the Inferi was much stronger than him, and he was dragged slowly towards the lake.

The magic wand in his hand cast out several spells in vain, and fell into silence again.

Harry was desperate, he knew that if he went on like this, he would definitely be drowned, and like Regulus, he would become another corpse guarding Voldemort's soul fragments...

But at this moment, a surging flame appeared in the darkness, much more vigorous than the red flames created by Ivan and Hermione.

A bright, red-gold ring of fire surrounded the rock, and the Inferi that had clung to Harry staggered and swayed one by one.

They dared not go through the flames into the lake, so they left Harry behind.

Harry fell to the ground, his foot slipped on the rocks, and he scraped his arm, but he struggled to get up quickly, and he saw Dumbledore, Irwin, and Hermione coming out of the flames.Ivan and Hermione were pale, but they looked okay. In front of them, Dumbledore looked serious, with golden fire dancing in his pale blue eyes.

His wand was held aloft like a torch, and streams of flame shot out from the tip of the wand, like a huge and warm noose, surrounding the Inferi.

The power of these flames is astonishing, the corpses they touched were directly turned into ashes, and the remaining corpses collided with each other, trying to escape the flames that surrounded them...

"Professor, Ivan, Hermione!" Harry shouted happily.

He staggered forward two steps, then stopped immediately.

He heard Sirius shouting, he turned his head hastily, and saw Sirius and Regulus wrestling on the edge of the flames, Kreacher stood motionless by the side.

Because of the flames, Regulus struggled violently, trying to escape back into the lake, but Sirius held him tightly and wouldn't let go, his face flushed from too much force.

Harry hurried over to help, and Ivan and Hermione also hurriedly followed.

The three of them worked together to help Sirius hold Regulus down, and Ivan even used magic to conjure up a few ropes to tie him up.

But Regulus' strength was astonishing, completely beyond the scope of human beings, and together they were no match.

Just when everyone was about to lose their hold, Dumbledore came over.

There was no fancy magic, he just tapped Regulus' head lightly with the wand in his hand, and Regulus immediately calmed down and turned back into a real corpse.

In the dark cave, Ivan panted, looking at the horrible and weird scenes around him, and Regulus who gradually became quiet. He knew that everything was over, and they finally freed Regulus from the endless torment. come out.

They fulfilled Regulus' last wish, destroyed the locket, recovered his body, and dispelled the evil black magic on him.

At this moment, his soul can finally rest in peace.

……

At sunset, a remote cemetery near Grimmauld Place.

This is the cemetery of the Black family. In the center is a very tall and imposing dark black marble monument, engraved with the family crest of the Black family, and next to the crest is the striking sign made of gilt Words: Noble and oldest of the Black family live forever.

Around the monument, there are densely packed tombstones of different ages. They have different shapes, but they have one thing in common, that is, the materials used are extremely elegant.

On the right side of the cemetery, there are three tall yew trees and the black silhouette of a small church; on the left side of the cemetery, you can see the exquisite old house at No. 12 Grimmauld Place.

Like No. 12 Grimmauld Place, everything here can only vaguely recognize the glory of the past due to neglect of management.

The cemetery was overgrown with weeds, and crows landed on the tombstones from time to time, looking warily at the intruders in front of them.

Under the ruthless devastation of the years, most of the tall and exquisite tombstones have been damaged. They stand there quietly, silently telling the desolation of the Black family.

In the innermost corner of the cemetery, Dumbledore, Sirius, Lupine, Ivan, Harry, Hermione, and Kreacher stood solemnly in a very narrow and ordinary space that was not very consistent with the surrounding style. In front of the tombstone, they gathered here to send Regulus a final farewell.

Lupine arrived after getting the news. He was waiting for everyone at the Leaky Cauldron, preparing to spend a perfect Christmas, but he didn't expect such news.

There was no one else but Lupine.

In fact, they originally planned to invite some more people to Regulus' funeral, but Sirius didn't know who to invite after much deliberation.

Regulus had crazily worshiped Voldemort during his lifetime, and he hoped to become a Death Eater, and most of his relatives and friends in the past were also such people.Almost all of them were students of Slytherin House, and finally became Death Eaters. Now they are either dead or imprisoned in Azkaban. It is impossible to be invited here.

So, until the end, there were only a few of them.

Kreacher's shrill, dry cries sounded intermittently, like someone playing an untuned violin, which sounded very uncomfortable.

Ivan had never attended a funeral before, and he didn't know what a normal funeral would be like, but Regulus' funeral was undoubtedly shabby, and everything was prepared hastily.

On the tombstone of Regulus, there is a brief statement: Regulus Arcturus Black will be buried here forever. He is a kind Death Eater who defended dignity and justice with his own life. He gave his life against Voldemort, he is a well-deserved hero, he is the eternal pride of the Black family.

Before this, Ivan never thought that the words kindness and Death Eaters could be linked together.

This may be a great irony to other Death Eaters, but to Regulus, it is indeed the most faithful evaluation.

As mentioned later, Regulus used his life to defend justice and resist Voldemort. He is a true hero.

Beside the tombstone, Sirius looked haggard, did not shed tears, but silently looked at his brother's coffin.

After a long time, Lupine stepped forward and patted Sirius on the shoulder, and then they slowly filled the grave with soil and buried Regulus here.

Chapter 218 Christmas Party

The brief funeral ended with great solemnity, and by the end, only the house-elf Kreacher was still twitching loudly, and Sirius had mostly recovered.

In his opinion, this is already the best result.

The news of Regulus' death had been confirmed 13 years ago, and the funeral was just a belated ceremony.

All his last wishes were fulfilled, and his soul can rest in peace.

In Sirius' impression, Regulus was no longer a cowardly and evil Death Eater, no longer a fool who knew nothing and was finally killed by the family's pure blood concept.His brother was a worthy hero, and he was proud of Regulus.

The funeral was shabby, but everything was perfect.

In Ivan's view, the same is true. The only regret is that they did not get the locket that Regulus used to replace Voldemort's Horcrux, and the note that was placed inside to record his last words.

He still remembered the words above, which should roughly read: To the Dark Lord, I was dead long before you read this, but I want you to know that it was I who discovered your secret.I have stolen the real Horcrux and intend to destroy it as soon as possible.I'd risk my life and that's to hope you'll be killed when you meet your opponent. RAB

This note to Voldemort fully embodies Regulus's bravery and shattered dreams between the lines.

You know, Regulus was once Voldemort's craziest admirer.

It can also be seen from the words on this font that, unlike all other wizards who are determined to resist Voldemort, until the last moment of his life, he still called Voldemort the Dark Lord, which is the honorific title for Voldemort by the Death Eaters.

This shows Regulus' view of Voldemort.

However, for the justice in his heart, for his belief and persistence, Regulus finally chose to steal and destroy Voldemort's Horcrux, and he would rather pay for it with his life.

From this point of view, Ivan wanted to take a look at the note he wrote.

But Dumbledore said that Voldemort placed the green liquid in the stone basin, and there was no other way to break it except to drink it.

Only when Voldemort goes to confirm his Horcrux in the future can Regulus' last words be rediscovered.

Although regrettable, this is undoubtedly exactly what Regulus envisioned before he died.In this way, conveying the last words of Regulus' life to Voldemort, let him know that there are still many people who resist him in obscurity, even among the Death Eaters.

Thinking of this dramatic scene, Ivan wanted to see Voldemort's expression with his own eyes.

He might be full of anger, but that shouldn't come as a surprise.After all, from the beginning to the end, Voldemort never trusted anyone except himself, and those Death Eaters who thought he relied heavily on them were just ridiculous flags.

The sky was getting dark, and after Regulus' funeral, Dumbledore hurried back to the Ministry of Magic. He had to attend the Wizengamot's trial of Peter Pettigrew.

The trial of Peter has reached a critical stage. The impact of this case is huge, and countless people are waiting for the final result.

Even if it was Christmas, the Wizengamot had no time to rest.

After Dumbledore left, Lupine, Sirius, Irwin, Harry, and Hermione did not return to 12 Grimmauld Place, but went to the Leaky Cauldron to attend the Christmas party as originally planned.

Kreacher was taken there too, although Sirius thought he should be left alone in the house, as he had been before.But everyone else insisted that it might be good for Kreacher to live at Hogwarts and expose him to other house-elves.

After apparating, Aiwen and the others came to the Leaky Cauldron.

Ivan looked at the dilapidated small bar in disbelief. The dark and dirty style of the past was swept away here. The whole hall was decorated like a dream, with green Christmas trees, mistletoe, and shining golden stars everywhere. And other Christmas decorations.

The strong smell of food came from the kitchen, and the bar owner Tom stood behind the bar in a funny red Christmas costume, opening his mouth and showing an ugly smile, welcoming every guest who came to the party.

Although the Christmas decorations here are not as spectacular as Hogwarts, they are full of more festive atmosphere.

In the bar, cheerfully dressed wizards can be seen everywhere, including many of Aiwen and his classmates from Hogwarts.

People sat in the bar scattered with wine glasses, gathered together and talked happily, and laughed happily from time to time.

In the middle of the bar, there is a strangely dressed band, they are playing a relaxed Christmas tune, from time to time they use magic to create a pair of colorful bubbles and golden fireworks, and many young people around the band are dancing happily dance.

Ivan rubbed his eyes, it was unbelievable.He couldn't imagine that a few hours ago, they were still fighting thousands of ghosts in the eerie cave, but now they were caught in a sea of ​​festivals.

This is Christmas, the real Christmas party.

When they entered, the atmosphere in the bar reached a climax.

People recognized Sirius and Harry almost instantly, and the Leaky Cauldron fell silent for a moment, and then burst into applause, almost toppling the roof.They all squeezed over, shook hands with the two of them over and over again, and sent their most sincere holiday greetings.

Compared with Harry, who has the title of savior, Ivan is much less famous here, and he is also happy to relax, and Hermione and he go to the bar to pick up a drink each.

Not far away, Lupine went to the barkeeper and booked a room for them to stay here tonight.

Ivan leaned lazily on the bar, looking at Sirius and Harry who couldn't get away for a while, he thought for a while, took Hermione's little hand, and prepared to go to the other side of Diagon Alley to take a look .

He had just heard from Lupine that not only the Leaky Cauldron, but the entire Diagon Alley had celebrations tonight. According to previous arrangements, people would celebrate until the wee hours of the morning.

Alvin and Hermione walked through the bar and came to the small patio surrounded by walls outside.

It was completely dark, and the cheerful festive atmosphere in the bar was cut off by the gate, and only faint sounds could be heard.

The two of them huddled in the small patio, very close together.

Feeling Ivan's close breath, Hermione's heart beat faster and faster, and her face turned red involuntarily.

Hermione's spirit had been tense just now when she faced those ghoul corpses in the cave, but now she suddenly relaxed.

She just felt that her mind was blank. Out of trust, she was so foolishly held by Ivan and walked out. She didn't know what he wanted to do. There is a strange feeling that I can't explain clearly.

Could it be that this is a date? !

Chapter 219 The Christmas Carnival in Diagon Alley

Date, date again? !

Hermione blushed, and she remembered the last time she was alone with Ivan.

The two of them went to Hogsmeade together on the last day of last term, stayed there the whole day, and even went to Lady Puddiffe's teahouse...

Hermione's heartbeat speeded up slightly, and her thoughts returned to the couple's teahouse that was all pink and filled with sweet and greasy smells in the air.

She thought of what Alvin was going to do to herself under the big Christmas tree, he was going to kiss himself, and he almost succeeded.

For what Ai Wen did, Hermione couldn't tell whether it was surprise, expectation or...

Anyway, the strange emotion in her heart was getting stronger and stronger, and her face was getting redder and redder.

To be honest, she didn't expect that Aiwen would be so bold at that time, and wanted to kiss herself. If he really kissed her, she didn't know what to do.

Fortunately, it didn't work out at the time, and reason told Hermione that way was the right way.

It is undeniable that she really likes Ivan.But Hermione wasn't sure if Ivan liked her too, or if she was just affected by the atmosphere in the teahouse.

She was also taken aback at the time, there are so many couples doing that kind of thing.

In that atmosphere, no one can resist doing a little stupid thing.