demon hunter at hogwarts

In the days after this not-so-pleasant meeting, Regulus stayed at home and went in and out of the basement quite frequently. Later, for convenience, he simply moved many things in the basement into the living room.

This made Kreacher very worried. There must be no mistakes in those old items passed down by the Black family.

One morning, Sirius walked sleepily into the living room and almost tripped over something lying on the floor.

He lowered his head and saw that it was an ancient flail that had been placed in the basement before. The wooden handle was already decaying, but the dark hammer head showed no trace of rust.

If anyone who works in the Borgin-Bock store appears in this room at this time, they will be ecstatic, because most of the things piled on the floor and table are priceless and rare items.

But Sirius was not surprised by this, as if it was just a pile of ordinary debris. He kicked the flail aside with his foot, and the hammer head collided with the cabinet, making a clanging sound.

"Be careful," Regulus said without raising his head. He was sitting at the table, writing something on a roll of parchment.

In front of him were two exquisite crystal bottles, filled with brightly colored unknown liquids.

Sirius sneaked closer to see what Regulus had written on the parchment.

What came into view was a strange draft. It looked like a crescent-shaped weapon formed by the hilts of two scimitars butted together. Next to it were written some notes such as size numbers and materials, and even some... There are several spells with various uses.

He had never seen anything like this before, and of course he didn't know what it was used for.

"What are you doing? A new job?" Sirius then asked in confusion, "Toy supplier? Art designer? Or do you want to be a blacksmith? I have to remind you that this job is almost no longer available. .”

"This is not for children to play with..." Regulus shook his head, "I lost my dagger. I have to get something new to defend myself... If I draw the design, it will be easier for the goblin to help me build it."

"It's not a small trick, actually using goblins." Sirius waved his wand casually, moved an ugly wizard statue aside on the sofa, and then threw himself on it, "But this is the first time I heard about wizards. Use a knife to defend yourself...to be honest, even Muggles don't use knives now."

"Look what he has in his hand." Regulus threw a picture of a chocolate frog to Sirius, "If I could have held that sword when I dealt with the basilisk that day, it would have taken about three minutes. Yes. Sometimes magic spells are not as useful as your so-called 'knives'."

Sirius caught the card. On it was a wizard with thick reddish-brown beard and hair who looked strong. He held a wand in his left hand and a sword in his right hand. There was a large ruby ​​inlaid on the hilt.

Of course he knew who this wizard was, the famous duelist Godric Gryffindor.

"Times have changed. That was 1000 years ago...but you can do whatever you want." Sirius picked up a helmet on the ground with his toes, and scratched a dent on it with his fingers, "So, what are you going to do? Take these things out and reuse them?”

"What you are holding in your hand is not an ordinary piece of trash." Regulus said as he continued to scribble on the drawing. "That is the helmet worn by the Muggle King Henry V. It was once used on the battlefield. Saved his life. Even though it doesn’t look like anything special now, if it were sold, those Muggle collectors would definitely pay a high price.”

"The background is not small... there should be a gem here, right?" Sirius pointed at the dent and said, "Although I don't know much about ancient magic texts, I can still recognize a few, and the carvings are quite hidden... Is there magic on this helmet?”

"Yes, that gem is now on the Muggle Queen's crown. The legendary Black Prince's Ruby, which is stained with the blood of countless people..." Regulus said, "According to records, the helmet wears Magic can keep the owner safe from heavy impacts, but without gems, magic cannot take effect."

"So it's still a piece of junk." After hearing this, Sirius threw the helmet aside and picked up a simple ring from the wooden box next to it, "What is this?"

The helmet shook twice and finally fell off the table. Kreacher hurried over to catch it and carefully put the helmet aside.

"Oh, that's the ring fished out of Lake Constance." Regulus glanced up and replied, "According to legend, the ring contains a powerful magic."

"What?" Sirius' eyes lit up, he held the ring in front of his eyes and carefully observed the fine lines carved on it.

Although he knew that there were many treasures hidden in his home, due to the tense relationship with his parents, he basically never asked about the origins of those treasures. He had no chance to do so after he ran away from home at the age of 16.

So today, I just wanted to satisfy my curiosity while Regulus was "checking the inventory."

"There used to be a Muggle emperor... You know, the emperor would marry many women, but at a certain moment in his life, this emperor fell in love with a girl, so... he put all his concubines into the cold palace. Regulus narrated slowly, "But unfortunately, the girl died within a few years."

"It's unfortunate."

"But the emperor was not willing to give in. He asked the palace wizard to use magic to preserve the girl's body and put it in a secret room." Regulus continued, "Every night, the emperor would spend the night in this room."

A grunt escaped Sirius' throat.

"This is obviously abnormal. The bishop at the time realized this, so he found this secret room while the emperor was on an expedition." Regulus glanced at Sirius in a strange way, "The bishop found the secret room in the mouth of the corpse. He found a ring inside and decided to take it back to check it out."

Sirius couldn't help but glance at the ring in his hand, slowly put it on the table, and then rubbed his fingers.

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"The emperor came back before the bishop could find any results..." Seeing Sirius's reaction, Regulus couldn't help laughing. "As a result, the first thing the emperor did when he came back was to ask the wizard to take the The body was burned, and then the secret room was destroyed. The bishop was very strange, so he went to see the emperor, and the result..."

Having said this, Regulus stood up, poured himself a glass of orange juice, and took a sip.

"What was the result?" Sirius asked anxiously as Regulus began to whet his appetite.

"As a result, after the emperor saw the bishop, he immediately became particularly interested in him... Ahem..." Regulus cleared his throat and said seriously, "The bishop was frightened, declined the emperor, and then fled quickly. After leaving the palace... After he returned home, he carefully inspected the ring again... This time he found a problem. The ring had a powerful ecstasy spell attached to it, and it only targeted the emperor... As for the effect, It was to make the emperor have a strong fascination with the person holding the ring. So the bishop made a prompt decision and threw the ring into Lake Constance."

Sirius frowned and realized that the matter was not simple: "You don't want to tell me that a mermaid picked up a ring in the lake, and then the emperor married a mermaid, right?"

"There are no mermaids...but the magic power of the ring has affected the entire Lake Constance." Regulus said, "From then on, the emperor spent several hours walking by the lake every day. People who didn't know it thought he was I like the scenery here. In the end, the emperor died in depression, and his last wish was to sink his body to the bottom of the lake."

Sirius glanced at the ring on the table again and couldn't help but shudder.

"The reaction doesn't need to be so big. The spell will only be effective on specific people. Someone fished the ring out of the lake later, but there is no record of who else has been hit by the curse on it... One of our ancestors obviously collected these He spent a large sum of galleons to buy this ring, and then brought it back to study..." Regulus said, "The wooden box contained the notes he left at that time, and he studied it for 20 Years ago, he never solved the spell on the ring, but he improved the ecstasy magic based on his experience in studying the ring..."

Sirius picked up the wooden box, and sure enough, there was a piece of parchment hidden under the cushion. He pulled out the parchment and opened it. There was a lot of research results written on it in dense scrawls, as well as some spells that had been altered several times.

"If you want to learn it, Phineas has copied these spells in his notes." Regulus said, "The handwriting on it is clearer."

"I don't need to learn this." Sirius folded the parchment and stuffed it back, then stood up and walked to the window, "Ecstasy is something that only unpopular guys like Snotlout need to learn. ...The letter is here, let me see what big things happened today...Huh?"

Hearing something was wrong in his brother's voice, Regulus rolled up the parchment in his hand and asked, "What happened?"

"Did we fight with this guy?" Sirius laid the newspaper on the table and pointed to a photo on it.

The photo showed a curly-haired wizard who looked quite handsome, but his smile looked a little too greasy.

It is indeed an acquaintance.

"Gilderoy Lockhart..." Regulus read the title of the report, "Reunion after ten months...did he really get his memory back?"

"It seems that St. Mungo said he had recovered some time ago, and he was not trying to deal with his book fans..." Sirius said, "I'm not sure if this is a good thing. You know, I turned a few pages when I was bored. The books he wrote were a bunch of rubbish. But those stupid..."

"I don't care if he continues to write books." Regulus interrupted Sirius's evaluation. "What I care about is how many memories he has recovered...if he still remembers when he was possessed by the Dark Lord. Something happened that might help us find the Dark Lord."

"We can go find him and ask him clearly." Sirius glanced down at the newspaper, pointed at a line of words and said, "It says that he will hold a reader meeting in the near future to thank those who stayed with him while he was hospitalized. Supporter of Never Give Up...in...Wildbrook Crescent, Lower Croft, Scotland? Have you heard of this place?"

"No... I feel something is wrong. This place name seems to have been made up casually." Regulus was also very confused. He read along where Sirius pointed, "Let me see... 'Supporters wishing to attend the meet-and-greet may send a letter to Mr. Lockhart's agent, who will reply with directions to Wild Creek Crescent.'"

After reading it, Regulus pursed his lips and stopped talking for a long time.

"Do you know what I'm thinking of?" Sirius suddenly broke the silence, "The Loyalty Curse, he himself is the secret keeper, and then tells the 'supporters' their real addresses by replying to them... But why did he do it? Why is it so complicated? On the one hand, you hide yourself in a place where others cannot find it, and on the other hand, you publish the matter in the newspaper for fear that others will not know... I think this matter is not simple. "

"Maybe... he hopes someone will take the initiative to find him?" Regulus pondered, "According to what it says, people who want to see him must first write him a letter, so that he can selectively reply to the content of the letter. It can be completely different... and then meet at the address he gave, so that the so-called 'meeting', time, place and people are all under his control."

"You mean... maybe this is a trap?" Sirius immediately understood Regulus's thoughts, "But who is he trying to trick? I don't think those stupid... people... are anything special. usefulness."

"Maybe he wants to trick us into going there to avenge last Halloween." Regulus said half-jokingly, "I hope I'm overthinking...but he has no reason to know that I have found out that he was once possessed by the Dark Lord. I have to think about this..."

Apart from the news about Gilderoy Lockhart, there was only one piece of news about a giant attack near Bulgaria, which briefly caught the attention of the two of them. However, the report only had a few lines, so they couldn't learn much from it. Information.

Putting the Daily Prophet aside, Sirius handed another letter to Regulus, "This is for you. It seems to be in Elvish."

"I was still wondering when they would be able to bear it." Regulus opened the letter, and it turned out to be from the goblin Gornuk.

"them?"

"Two goblins, I hope to find the best silversmith among them to build this thing." Regulus pointed to the design draft on the table, "So I need some connections."