This Hogwarts isn't normal.

The lake surface returned to calm, but occasionally small bubbles emerged from underneath.

The terrible aura on Vincent did not dissipate, but instead grew little by little with time.

Dumbledore sighed again and placed the body he was holding smoothly on the ground.

Sirius had wondered why he brought back a corpse until he saw the extremely familiar face.

"He... turned out to be dead here."

Sirius squatted in front of the corpse, "Thank you, Albus, thank you for bringing him back."

Harry looked at the body.

He is very handsome and has a slight smile on his lips.

As he looked, Harry found that he actually looked a bit like his godfather.

"You fool..." Sirius reached out to touch the scratched forehead with a sad face.

"I've told you that those people are cruel and have no moral bottom line. If you don't listen to me and insist on following them, you will be asking for your own end in the end."

Harry remembered a man, a man who had followed Voldemort in the early days.

His name is Regulus Black, and he is Sirius' biological brother.

If the brother is an alien to the family, then he is the perfect family heir.

Graduated from Slytherin College, a smart and knowledgeable and determined advocate of pure bloodism.

Unfortunately, he chose the wrong path like his cousin Bellatrix and was eventually buried in a black lake with an unknown atmosphere.

Sirius was not sad for too long, and soon stood up and thanked Dumbledore again.

No matter what, he and Regulus were brothers with the same bloodline and always had to take them home.

Widths of steam slowly rose from the seemingly calm lake surface.

The fierce fire that could burn everything kept passing through the bottom of the lake, and the lake surface also fell down little by little.

Unlike Harry's peace of mind, Sirius was full of worries at this time.

No matter how unaffected by black magic, it is still too dangerous to instill such strong negative emotions into Lihuo.

"Vincent will control it well." Dumbledore saw Sirius' concerns. "I never treated him as a child, you should have a deep understanding of this."

Sirius recalls the scene when he first met Vincent.

He dared to use the time converter as soon as he got it, and he also treated his wounds when he turned into a black dog, and even brought him back to Hogwarts.

Either they are too brave or have enough confidence.

"Do we have to keep waiting?"

Dumbledore tightened the old wand in his hand, "I want to help, but he probably won't appreciate it."

The dense corpses at the bottom of the lake were transformed from Muggles' death. They were victims of the protective Horcrux created by Voldemort and the wizard's inhumane oppression of Muggles.

Vincent didn't do much for them, it was one thing to let them rest completely, and it was one thing to destroy that evil Horcrux.

In the depressing atmosphere, the entire lake suddenly boiled, and it also fell at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The lake water, which should have emitted an unknown aura, gradually became hot, and the steam began to spread out.

In the misty fog, the figure on the lake gradually became blurred.

Dumbledore waved his old wand and blocked the hot steam in front of him.

The sound of "sizzling" continued, and even if the three of them couldn't see clearly, they knew that the lake water was evaporating rapidly.

The extremely cold cave suddenly became hot.

In the white steam, you can occasionally see golden flames swaying by, and their size is significantly larger.

After a long time, my vision finally became clear.

The lake surface has dropped by at least half, and the lake water is still black, but it has completely lost the ominous atmosphere.

The number of golden dragons turned from Lihuo reached 8, and they hovered far away near the green light that seemed extremely small in the middle of the lake.

Vincent's figure disappeared, and he should have gone to the green light first.

Dumbledore looked at the dragons in the distance with a surprised gaze, "Excellent control, I felt only strong anger from them, and there was no desire to destroy them at all."

Magic is a concrete manifestation of the wizard's spiritual world. The magic cast by the evil wizard will naturally be evil. A kind and powerful wizard can even completely control the black magic.

Sirius has a further understanding of Vincent's strength.

Not to mention the level of magic, just the strength of the heart is already at the level of a top wizard.

This is just a just adult, and I dare not think about it after another twenty or thirty years.

The steam had dissipated almost, Dumbledore waved his old wand to remove the magic barrier, and a scorching wave of air came to his face in an instant.

"Let's go there too."

It is obviously unrealistic to swim over. Fortunately, Voldemort underestimated the abilities of some magic creatures and did not place magic restrictions in a targeted manner.

Unknown risks have been ruled out by Vincent, and you can worry about boldly letting Fox take them over.

The three of them were wrapped in red flames, and then they appeared on an island that was not as big as a principal's office.

Vincent sat in front of a green-light stone basin, quickly flipping through the magic book in his hand.

The three of them approached the stone basin and looked at the emerald green liquid inside.

The source of green light should be these liquids that emit glittering phosphorescence.

Dumbledore turned his head and looked at Vincent, who looked a little tired but had calmed down, "How are you doing research?"

Vincent closed the magic book and stood up slowly, "The Horcrux is likely to be placed in the stone basin, but we can't reach out to touch it. Magic does not work, and the transformation technique does not respond at all."

"Is that true?" Dumbledore reached over with interest, but a strange wave of resistance stopped him.

It felt like I was touching an invisible wall and I couldn't continue to stretch my hand forward.

He lifted the old wand and whispered a bunch of spells.

However, the emerald green liquid in the stone basin did not react at all, but instead made the green light it emitted brighter.

Dumbledore narrowed his eyes and approached the stone basin, staring at it with great concentration.

After a moment, he raised his old wand again and turned into a high-legged crystal cup out of thin air.

"My conclusion is that we need to drink the liquid so that we can make the stone basin empty and see if the Horcrux hidden underneath is the Horcrux."

Harry couldn't help but gasp.

These emerald green liquids can tell at a glance that they are not good things. They are full of pots that are not poisoned to death and will be held to death.

Vincent stepped forward and snatched the goblet in Dumbledore's hand, "Voldemort is really fun."

He threw the goblet on the ground, "When I burned the Yin corpse, I burned a copper chain and a small boat. Obviously this guy was looking forward to someone's arrival."

Harry and Sirius looked at Dumbledore together.

It was a corpse and a poison that could only be drunk. After the arrangement of these, there was still a small boat left, which was obviously the people who came here to abide by the rules.

However, Voldemort obviously did not expect that a person who did not abide by the rules and had the ability to break the rules would come in more than ten years.

Vincent glanced at Dumbledore's bulging white robe, "Professor, am I winning again?"

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