[HP] Seven Nights Talk

After Christmas, New Years is not far away.But it wasn't New Years that Harry cared about, or even birthdays - Voldemort himself never cared - of course he must have given a birthday present.He was distracted by other things now, like Voldemort telling him later that day that something was afoot about Regulus' fake locket.

The cave is deep in the crevice of the cliff by the sea. Without the information about the orphanage, it is basically impossible to find it.Voldemort raised many Yin corpses in the lake on the mountain wall before, and cast a lot of spells, so it was very dangerous to enter.Almost instantly, Harry recalled the eerie atmosphere and the green liquid, and couldn't help but feel a hair on his back.

"Be careful, it's not a big problem." Voldemort said lightly.He thought he was the only one who knew the place before, but he didn't expect that Regulus went back to get the real locket, and Dumbledore followed the clues to find it; and now the place is completely useless, so he is very relieved They sent a team of Death Eaters (Mr. Malfoy, by the way) to deal with the Inferi. "The Dark Lord never breaks his word," he added.

But time is hard to tell, isn't it?Harry took one look at him, sure that none of the Death Eaters wanted to try the green potion that needed to be drunk.Then another question occurred to him, about a particular person in that lake.He opened his mouth and asked with great difficulty: "Is Regulus inside?"

This time it was Voldemort's turn to look at him, for the question was obvious.While the Potion of Despair and Anti-Apparition did not work on the house-elves as he had expected, Regulus was not.There is no doubt that he must have been killed by the Yin Corpse in the lake; if there is no accident, the body must still be in the underground lake. "Of course. But, are you sure your godfather knows that his brother died for my Horcrux?"

Harry's first instinct was to answer of course, but he realized immediately that if Sirius knew how Regulus died, he should have reacted after he used the Soul Stone ring. "You mean, Regulus still hasn't told Sirius the truth?"

Voldemort said nothing.In his opinion, Regulus asked Kreacher not to tell anyone else what happened in the cave, in order to ensure the safety of his family; you must know that in that era, the Dark Lord was still very powerful.And now... It can only be said that even if Regulus died, his wish would not change; he wanted to save his brother's life as much as possible - Sirius was now the last of the Black family.

Harry thought of that too.He thought he could understand the feeling.The dead (dying) man wants the living to live better, and he has similar thoughts when he decides to enter the Forbidden Forest.Regulus probably thought that if he told Sirius exactly what had happened, the latter might directly explode and kill people—this kind of thing had happened before, and it was used by Peter.Moreover, he felt that Regulus should also know what the situation was now.Maybe the other party is waiting, and when all the dust settles, he will tell Sirius, as long as Sirius uses the soul-returning stone again at that time.

"Well, maybe Regulus has his own ideas. But I think Sirius at least has a right to see...the remains." Harry finally got the words out, though it was still difficult.Then he thought of the house-elves, and added, "And Kreacher."

"Are you sure what you just said?" Voldemort stared at him deeply.

The two looked at each other for a moment, then Harry nodded silently.Voldemort rolled up his sleeves and pressed his fingers to the skin.Soon, a string of magic words flashed and disappeared again.

A moment of silence followed.Watching him pass the message to the Death Eaters, Harry felt a little relieved, and then turned to thinking about why the other party did this at this time.Soon, he remembered what Voldemort had said, saying that he had "truly convinced" Dumbledore.

Just because of this?Because Voldemort thought Dumbledore had expressed his opinion, so now is the right time to do it?So it's impossible for the Order of the Phoenix to interfere in their operations?I have to say that if the other party is picking the right time, it's really good.

"It's always a good thing to do. It's just keeping Kreacher waiting too long," he murmured.Then it occurred to him that he had actually promised Kreacher himself, and that Voldemort had done it for him at the most opportune time.

Voldemort snorted indifferently.Was he supposed to prioritize fulfilling a promise to a house-elf when he had so much to do?If it was the past, he might not be able to remember it at all.

The Yin Corpse is dealt with, and the biggest problem remaining is the central stone platform. "What about the potion of despair?" Harry asked again. "Bring some water in?" If he remembered correctly, the trap designed by Voldemort obviously ruled out other possibilities besides the water of the Black Lake, such as clear water like a spring.And if you want to get the water outside after drinking it, it may be too late.

"You don't have to worry about this, I will find my own solution when the time comes." Voldemort replied.

Harry stared at him slightly suspiciously.If he is not mistaken, Voldemort designed the entire cave to protect the locket Horcrux, and he would not have thought of taking it back at that time, so things like spells are likely to be irreversible, that is, there is no reverse. curse.But now Voldemort said it so easily... Was it just because he didn't know?In fact, the person who casts the black magic spell has a solution that others don't know about?

"When they're done, you and I will go get that locket together." Voldemort saw his doubts, and added one last condition.

Of course Harry accepted the offer, he couldn't have wished for it.Thinking that another problem was about to be solved, his mood finally rose a little. "When is that?"

"The Regulus problem should come sooner," said Voldemort, "but it won't be so easy to clean up the whole lake, at least not in time for the winter holidays."

Harry was quite satisfied with the answer.He had seen with his own eyes how many ghost corpses there were in the lake, and he had no doubt that the workload was heavy.At the same time, he felt that his previous guess was correct, and Voldemort was avoiding any accidents during his re-emergence. "That would be great anyway," he said heartily.

Voldemort looked at him, then closed his eyes, and said nothing.

But Harry didn't expect at this time that Voldemort said "hurry up" on the last day of winter vacation.

That morning he was nestled in the bulging armchair of the common room, in front of a roaring fire.Ron and Hermione are coming back soon, and can tell them things are progressing... He and Voldemort still have a year and a half, and Voldemort should have a rough idea of ​​how to deal with soul films, although he doesn't know the details yet... Can he Go get that fake locket with Voldemort, hope everything goes well...

While Harry was thinking about this, a snow-white owl suddenly came in through the slit-open window - Hedwig brought him a letter.

When Harry saw Sirius' scribbled signature on it, Harry thought it was the content of the letters they usually exchanged.But when he opened it, he was so surprised that he immediately jumped out of a pile of cushions.

Did Merlin crawl out of the grave?Sirius asked to see both him and Voldemort?The sooner the better?

Such shock was only for a moment.Combined with what he said to Voldemort a few days ago, Harry has reason to believe that Sirius must have seen Regulus' body.Of course, it is not appropriate to say such things in a letter. It is normal to ask for a face-to-face meeting.And as if he had expected this, the next moment Voldemort emerged from the flames of the fireplace, and the two of them went to Hogsmeade together.

It was not long after Christmas, and many of Hogsmeade's shops were still closed.The streets are deserted, and there are very few footprints on the snow.Harry saw this situation from a distance, but he was dragged by Voldemort to take another road at the fork in the road, and the snow on it had no footprints at all.

Harry recognized the road leading to the Shrieking Shack.Only then did he realize that there was no way Sirius would be talking about it in a village full of wizards. "Did you know that Sirius would come after us after the Death Eaters found the body?" he asked. "You knew he'd be here?"

"I've had him informed, with the body," Voldemort replied.

Harry thought about it rapidly as he walked.Clearly, Sirius wouldn't have wanted to call Voldemort to talk to Order headquarters (and he couldn't, of course), and Voldemort wouldn't have wanted to take an Order member to a Death Eater's lair or his own office.In this way, they can only choose a place in a compromise.

The two of them climbed up the snow-covered hillside together, and pushed open the creaking wooden door.Because the snow is so thick, the Screaming Shack at this time is a bit like Santa Claus' cabin, which is out of tune with what is going to happen.And not long after they entered, a person appeared from the air.

As soon as Sirius landed, he saw the open door and two rows of footprints on the snow, and his heart was so complicated that he didn't know what it was like.Voldemort was able to get his brother's body more than ten years later, which also implies that Regulus may have been killed by Voldemort.In other words, it has a great relationship with Voldemort.But he can also be sure that there must be something he doesn't know about it, because Kreacher reacted too much, with snot and tears all over his face, but he didn't say anything when he asked it.

How could a house-elf be as awkward as his brother? !Was it that hard to tell him what was going on?I also mentioned a locket, I don't know what it is...

But whatever it is, this kind of thing cannot be repeated.

Sirius took a deep breath and walked in firmly.

The house was covered with a thick layer of dust and cobwebs, and it was scattered everywhere.There are three chairs in the center, two of which are already occupied.Harry stood up as soon as he saw Sirius enter the door: "Sirius!"

Sirius grimaced and said nothing.He closed the door behind his back, feeling a slight wave of the spell in the process—someone had cast a secrecy spell on the house.It was obvious who did it, his eyes fell on Voldemort, and then looked away.Did the other party expect what he wanted to do?

Voldemort didn't move either.In fact, he didn't make any sign of the presence of an extra person in the room at all.Because of this, there was a stalemate in the room for a while, and then he said: "If you have something to say, just talk directly, don't waste each other's time, Blake."

Sirius made a disgusted sound from the back of his throat. "Are all Slytherins like that?" he demanded. "Can't you spell things out?"

"I'm assuming you're talking about Regulus," Voldemort retorted calmly.

Do you still have the face to mention it?Sirius' anger rose a little.But he immediately realized that he didn't come here today to fight Voldemort to the death.He took another deep breath and said, "You always irritate me, but you just know I can't kill you."

Harry groaned inwardly, the conversation was full of gunpowder from the very beginning, and even killed him.His hand clenched the wand in his pocket, determined to stand between the two of them when they struck.

Voldemort twitched his eyebrows, but unexpectedly did not retort. "So? You're going to tell me this today, a fact that has already been tacitly accepted?"

Even after making a lot of mental preparations, implying that he couldn't kill him and couldn't kill him, the veins on Sirius' forehead were still throbbing.He calmed down slowly when he met Harry's worried gaze.Yes, that's right, that's not why he came today. "I know that you have made enough preparations to tell us the truth; and by then, no one has the ability to turn the situation around." He snorted coldly, "You think your strategy is perfect, don't you?" ?” He didn't know how Voldemort stayed with Harry in the first place (Death), so he always leaned towards this matter as a conspiracy, at least a purposeful and not pure plan.

"Are you implying that you found the flaw, or that you just don't believe in everything that happened in the past?" Voldemort said succinctly.Really, because his tone made it clear that he wouldn't care about either of those two possibilities.

"Isn't that all your..." conspiracy?said Sirius angrily, then paused.Because he realized that he couldn't do that; fighting the Dark Lord couldn't be done in the usual way, and direct accusations were even more useless.Because of the great disparity in strength, he could only be taken by surprise, or he would be led away by the nose. "Then I'll just tell the truth," he turned around, "I'll never forgive you for what you did, and I'd never agree to it. If it weren't for..." He paused again, and at the same time quickly glanced at Harry.

"Didn't I tell you that the Dark Lord doesn't need to forgive?" The corners of Voldemort's mouth moved and he actually smiled. "Also, even if you say that, do you think you can change the current situation?"

This is simply a blatant declaration of dictatorship.Harry glared at him exasperatedly, thinking he could draw his wand the next moment.Although these are all facts, it's fine to talk to him. Isn't it just to fear that the world will not be chaotic if you say this to his godfather?Even if you don't say anything, it's better than the current situation, right?

But this time, Sirius made up his mind to ignore the words and went on quickly. "Harry trusts you, but I don't, and neither does anyone else. Unless," he raised his voice suddenly, "an unbreakable vow—would you dare?"

Harry was completely stunned.He suddenly understood why Sirius had asked him to come.Not because the godfather asked him something, nor did he ask him to mediate in the middle, but because the godfather wanted Voldemort to swear to him.He stared blankly at Sirius, then turned to Voldemort, who saw the expression on his face like a mask that could be torn off.

There was a suffocating silence.Then Voldemort finally spoke. "What made you hallucinate?" he said softly. "It made you think it was possible for the Dark Lord to agree to such a condition? What made you think that as long as there was an unbreakable vow, you would Can I put a dog collar around the Dark Lord's neck?"

Harry's face grew paler as he spoke.He had to say, he knew Voldemort so well that it wasn't a surprise to hear that.In fact, he hadn't thought of this direction at all.He knew that Sirius was doing it for his own good; but such a request was more likely to be met with strong backlash from Voldemort, making things worse.Neither side could persuade him, he almost panicked: "Actually..."

"I knew it." Sirius interrupted him with a sneer, without any surprise on his face. "That's all you can do," he said sharply, "but you know, you can't rely on the reason of the Horcrux to bind Harry forever. I admit that you are very powerful," he said, the corner of his mouth suddenly He raised a smile, "But it doesn't mean that you can avoid death by this."

Harry didn't understand what he was saying at first.But after two seconds, he realized that this was the worst.Death has always been Voldemort's heart disease, otherwise he couldn't make seven Horcruxes for it.Although there is only the last one left now, it cannot obliterate his ambition to live forever.

According to the current development, Sirius seemed to be implying that after Voldemort died, he still had a lot of time to live, but he just got through these years, and maybe he could find a new partner.And according to Voldemort's character and possessiveness, he must not be able to bear this kind of development...

"Stop it, Sirius!" Harry uttered almost uncontrollably, his voice almost trembling.It was hard for him to believe that it had never occurred to him.In fact, this is normal, no one in their 20s thinks about death for a long time; and he is also the kind of person who can make the choice to sacrifice himself at 17 years old.But Voldemort was different, he wanted to conquer everything, including death; for him, this was the most serious consequence, and it was impossible for him not to think of such a thing.

Harry hurriedly looked at Voldemort.He didn't know if it was his psychological effect, but he always felt that the other party's face was paler under the light of the only candle in the room, and it was closer to the expression of a wax figure.

Then the wax figure spoke. "That's a good thing to say, Blake, hardly a Gryffindor."

Sirius froze.He could swear to anyone or anything that he was ready to fight.But this man told him in such a calm tone that he was right?Sure it's not sarcasm?

Harry was even more worried.He almost walked over, but Voldemort's next words held him in place. "In that case, maybe your proposal isn't such a bad idea."

"What?!" The other two exclaimed in surprise at the same time.

"Isn't that obvious?" Voldemort stood up from his chair, casting a shadow on the ground. "The Dark Lord is persuaded." He held out a hand to Harry. "Come here, my boy."

Seeing this pre-oath gesture, Harry swears, he wasn't happy at all.He was stunned for a moment, but then it faded to panic. "Are you crazy?" he yelled.

But Voldemort didn't seem to hear him. "And you, Blake, come on. Don't you want to be a witness?"

Sirius' reactions were more sluggish than Harry's.He took a few steps forward almost numbly, and took out his wand.