This Hogwarts isn't normal.

After a brief sorrow, Sirius lifted his head again and looked at Clice, who was crying on the ground.

"That locket... Where is the locket that Regulus exchanged for his life?"

Kliche burst into tears and could only barely hear a few words, "In... in the living room... the cabinet..."

Sirius clenched his fists again, "Look at Regulus for me."

Then he faced the three of them, "Let's go, let's destroy that damn ghost!"

On the other side of the porch, full of snake-shaped decoration is the dining room. When you come to the end of the porch, you will see a staircase leading upstairs. The decorative panels on the next wall are particularly terrifyingly sticking to a row of wrinkled house elf heads.

Frightened Harry looked carefully and found that they all had pig noses as ugly as Clicher.

"Hiss--" He took a deep breath when he thought of something.

Sirius turned around and found that Vincent also looked at the decorative board curiously.

He explained to the two with disgust: "The Kliches have served the Black family for generations, and our family will cut off the heads of the dead elf and stick them on them, which is a supreme glory for them."

Harry shivered, "Does the pure blood wizard family have such... such cruel rules?"

Sirius's disgust became deeper, "It's gone long ago, only our family still retains a lot of these ragged rules."

Harry could see that he hated the Black family from the bottom of his heart, and everything about this family.

"The living room is upstairs, let's go there."

Up the dim stairs, the four of them came to a gorgeous and exquisite living room.

The living room has an especially large window facing the Muggle street outside the house.

There are gorgeous cabinets on both sides of the conspicuous fireplace, and the wall to the right is covered with a long tapestry, densely packed with tree-shaped figures and names, but there are many charred marks that seem to have been burned by fire.

"This is our family tree." Sirius said that, and walked to the cabinet on the left to look.

Vincent looked at the French sentence at the top of the tapestry.

“Toujours Pur…”

Harry asked curiously, "What language is this?"

"In French, this sentence means 'forever purity'."

"You can still speak French?"

Vincent smiled, "My teacher is French, and I have a few friends in France."

Harry's expression was a little sad, "I really envy you for running around the world. You should have many friends abroad, right?"

Rinyin, Kenny and the others, as well as the Dragur sisters, if Sam from the American Magic and France Association are added, there will be no shortage.

"It's okay." Vincent comforted, "Harry, you will definitely meet more and more new friends in the future, just like me."

This time, the Quidditch World Cup was Harry's first time abroad since he was a child, and then the Dark Mark and the Death Eaters rekindled.

The British Ministry of Magic has not explicitly restricted it, but it is probably much more difficult to go abroad again than before.

Harry thanked with anticipation, then looked at the cabinet under the tapestries.

Just a glance, he felt a little creepy.

The cabinets are filled with strange black magic objects.

Rusty daggers, animal claws, coiled snake skins, blood-filled crystal bottles, silver snuff boxes, and utensils with multiple feet like tweezers...

These things reminded Harry of the Bokin-Bok Store.

The same weirdness, the same chill.

Vincent didn't feel much of a look at them.

Every year he receives a lot of stranger alchemy items, and he has long been accustomed to it.

"Finished!" Sirius on the left shouted excitedly.

Dumbledore, who was studying the genealogy tapestries, walked quickly over.

On the third floor of the left cabinet is quietly placed in a locket that is exactly the same as in memory, which is placed between a wine glass made of shriveled fingers and spine.

"Yes, it's it." Dumbledore turned to look at Vincent beside him, "Be careful, there may be a curse against the wizard."

Vincent nodded with a serious expression and then approached the cabinet.

Compared with Regulus's fakes, the authentic Slytherin locket is undoubtedly much more exquisite.

Below the golden gem is a "S"-shaped emerald like a snake, and the small patterns engraved next to it seem to be some kind of profound magical words.

Vincent opened the glass door of the cabinet, and countless unique auras of black magic items surged out instantly.

The cold and evil aura did not make him feel uncomfortable, but instead he sensed a very unique magic power in it.

This feeling is wonderful, indescribable.

He reached his hand to the source of magic, the Slytherin locket.

Sirius and Harry held their breath, and Dumbledore held their old wand tightly.

Vincent gently touched the locket with his fingertips. The look happened. The unique magic power disappeared completely. Apart from the cold touch of metal and gems, he felt nothing else.

He picked up the locket, but he still felt nothing.

"It seems there is no curse against the wizard."

Sirius and Harry breathed a sigh of relief, but Dumbledore looked thoughtful.

Vincent held the locket in front of his eyes and looked at it carefully.

I have to say that the workmanship is really beautiful.

In medieval Europe, gold and silver jewelry was a symbol of the identity and status of the nobles and the church. They monopolized a series of precious materials and prohibited civilians from wearing gold and silver jewelry or even possessing them.

The four Hogwarts giants are obviously not restricted, but the texture of the Slytherin locket and the Gryffindor sword is very similar. It should be made of similar materials, which is from the exquisite craftsmanship of the fairies.

Vincent looked at the Lemay ring on his hand.

There seems to be a trace of vague connection between the three, and it is probably because they are both produced by the fairy.

"Vincent? Are you okay?"

"Sorry, I'm a little distracted." He moved the locket away from his eyes.

"Klicche said to destroy it, you must first open it. Salazar Slytherin attaches too much importance to bloodline, and perhaps only the Snake-Man can successfully open it."

The secret room, the snake monster, and the double snake rod all need to be activated by the snake man's accent, and the same is true for the locket.

But I have already obtained it, so it doesn't make sense not to try it.

Vincent, looking at the triple pair's big eyes, gently pushed the small gap in the border of the locket with his thumb, trying to open it.

Something surprising happened, and the locket was successfully opened.

All four of them, including Dumbledore, were stunned like petrification.

After a while, the silent living room suddenly sounded a "gull" sound when swallowing saliva.

Vincent turned his neck stiffly, moving his eyes away from the extraordinary texture of the green velvet inside the locket.

"This... maybe I guessed it wrong?"

Sirius and Harry nodded subconsciously, and Dumbledore stared at Vincent with a weird look.

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