demon hunter at hogwarts

Horcruxes are one of the most advanced and evil products of black magic.

When Voldemort proudly showed off to his followers, claiming that he had gone farther than anyone else on the road to immortality, the keen Regulus discovered the mystery.

After returning home, he dived into the family's library, trying to find any clues.

The ancestors of the Black family have produced many wizards who specialized in black magic, and there are some precious books that cannot be read even at Hogwarts.

After a period of research, Regulus gained something and finally guessed the secret of Voldemort's immortality.

Unfortunately, he could not find a way to destroy the Horcrux in the collection of books.

Even the notorious Godlot, the famous dark wizard in the Middle Ages and the former owner of the elder wand, only left "about the most evil magic of Horcruxes" in his book "Poisonous Magic". Invention will not be discussed here, nor will it be given any guidance." Such nonsense.

But now, Regulus thought of a possibility amid the constant whispering and bewitchment of the Horcrux.

To destroy this evil and powerful product of black magic, you need equally powerful and evil black magic spells.

For example, Avada Kedavra.

In fact, as the most powerful black magic creature at the 5X level, Manticore's poisonous tail sting powder has already had a certain effect. The Horcrux felt threatened, which triggered another self-protection mechanism, which is now constantly bewitching. Regulus's voice.

The Horcrux's counterattack became more ferocious, and the memory fragment that troubled Regulus changed again. It was so real that Regulus even felt like he had returned to more than ten years ago.

Still in this room, he heard his parents arguing in the next room.

At that time, Voldemort's power was at its peak, but the Blacks, who were supposed to be supporters, became increasingly uneasy and even fearful.

Orion Black said to Walburga in an unprecedented serious tone: "My dear, you have always made the decisions in this family, but I have to say... what that adult did... to a certain extent, is a bit too much. Now. We all believe that pure-bloods are noble and should dominate. But now, he is enslaving those half-blood wizards and killing mudbloods and Muggles..."

"Inferior bloodline should be treated like this..." Walburga interrupted Orion.

"That's not the point! You know, Regulus joined...his subordinates, but that master was equally cruel to his subordinates." Orion rarely raised his voice, "Remember when we went there two days ago? What did Bella say when they were at Signus's house? After they tortured the wizard named Ackerley, they threw him to the dementors because he showed " Untimely and inappropriate kindness'."

Volburga wanted to say something, but only syllables of unknown meaning came out.

Orion continued: "Regulus is not a cruel person. I know my son. In short, you must listen to me this time."

In Regulus's memory, he had never seen his father, who was always taciturn, so strong.But the mother, who always had the right to speak, did not even refute.

The memory faded, but the locket was still tempting Regulus to cast the Unforgivable Curse.

But Regulus smiled and said to himself: "Dark Lord, do you think these things are my most terrifying memories... Yes, I did feel scared because of these, but I am not afraid to face them. On the contrary, it is precisely because of their existence that I have the courage and motivation to fight against you."

With the full operation of Occlumency, the unpleasant memory images in his mind immediately disappeared, and the seductive whisper that had been buzzing in Regulus's ears also disappeared.

"There are some things that you don't seem to understand...I will defeat you, but not in the way you want." Regulus added.

Then he raised his wand and cast seven or eight different powerful spells on the locket to block the influence of the Horcrux on the outside world.Then he took a box, carefully placed the Horcrux inside, cast several protective spells on the box, and finally placed it in the basement.

Since the Horcrux cannot be destroyed for the time being, it is best to keep it properly to prevent its evil power from affecting other people.

The effect of Regulus's spell was obvious. When he went downstairs, Kreacher happily told him that the headache that had troubled him for many years had disappeared.

Kreacher attributed this to his meeting the respected Master Regulus again, but Regulus felt heavy in his heart. In the past ten years, not only had the loyal elves been harmed by this thing, but even his father had died early The reason why his mother died was probably due to her being in close contact with a Horcrux for a long time without her knowledge.

The next day, Regulus went to the library to check, but was disappointed to find that most of the books had been eaten away by things such as moths.

He took a few books that he could barely read, returned to the house, and had just read a few pages when the portrait of Phineas Nigellus spoke.

"Regulus! Regulus!"

"what's up?"

"Dumbledore asked me to bring you a message. He wants to ask you to talk to the Leaky Cauldron. The time is set to be in an hour."

Regulus reluctantly threw down the "Secrets of Victory in Duels" in his hand.

He arrived at the Leaky Cauldron more than 20 minutes earlier than agreed.

As in the past, the Leaky Cauldron Bar was crowded and business was booming. The bar owner Tom was enthusiastically greeting several guests at the bar.

"Mr. Scrimgeour, Mr. McLaggen, will you have anything more to drink?"

"Tom, stop trying to sell your ale, I won't drink it. You saw, our Cormac is going to Hogwarts soon, why do I have to express it?" One of the men Wu has a straight figure, dark brown hair and thick eyebrows mixed with strands of gray.

"I want Nimbus 1999!" The boy next to another big blond wizard immediately jumped up excitedly.

"Except for this, you can't bring broomsticks into school..." The brown-haired wizard raised his finger and shook it, then left his seat and walked towards the aisle. His legs looked a little lame.

The boy was obviously spoiled, and he was a little unconvinced. Several people argued all the way through the passage to Diagon Alley.

Regulus sat down where the others were and ordered a glass of fire whiskey and a glass of lemon sorbet.

"What's the background of those two people just now?" He talked to Tom casually.

"The tall one is McLaggen, who is doing business, and the other is Rufus Scrimgeour, who is currently the director of the Auror Office. However, since the fall of the mysterious man, his job is more like a sinecure, with a name and a surname. All the dark wizards are imprisoned in Azkaban! What's more, we have Principal Dumbledore, and no one dares to cause trouble in the UK." Tom was obviously an inquisitor.

Regulus was silent. It seemed that in the minds of most people, Voldemort was completely finished and would never come back.

"By the way, you haven't asked for your name yet?"

What is supposed to come will come. Fortunately, Regulus has already thought of a pseudonym for himself.

"Ahem... Reinhardt, Arcturus Reinhardt."

"It's a strange surname. I'm sorry, are you German? But your English is better than many locals."

"I have lived outside London since I was a child, following...my family." Regulus' voice was still kind, but his expression clearly showed that he did not want to continue talking about this topic.

Although he was still doubtful, Tom didn't dare to ask any more questions, because many things involving the wizard family were taboo.

Fortunately, the awkward atmosphere was quickly transferred away. The broken door of the bar was pushed open again, and a man wearing a black robe that was so long that it touched the floor walked in.He has a lean build, a gloomy expression, a huge aquiline nose, and straight, greasy black hair. He quickly scans the people in the bar with his dark and cold eyes.

The two wizards sitting next to the aisle immediately moved their chairs to make the road as wide as possible.

When the man in black glanced at Regulus, who was sitting at the bar drinking, there was a moment of confusion in his eyes.

But soon, those eyes turned into dark and empty tunnels, bottomless.

"Ah, Professor Snape, it's a rare sight. Do you want a drink?" Tom greeted the man in black.

"In a hurry." Snape said dryly, and then like a big bat, he floated through the narrow bar and went straight to Diagon Alley.

"You may not know the one just now, Professor Severus Snape, who teaches at Hogwarts, but I think he is too serious and may scare children." Tom complained while speaking. Get the drink Regulus asked for.

"Dear Tom, it's best not to let Professor Snape know what you just said." An old and playful voice suddenly sounded.

Dumbledore Apparated in front of the bar.