Hogwarts Blood Wizard

Lu Ping was confused. Of course he could recognize that Ivan gave him a potion of wolf poison, but today is not the full moon, how can he become a wolf?

But he didn't have time to ask, because there was a shallow mist on the lake, and Sirius and Ivan in the boat had disappeared in front of him.

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At the same time, the boat ran silently and steadily on the lake, as if being pulled by an invisible rope, and slowly moved closer to the center of the lake without paddling.

No one dared to speak along the way. Everyone was worried that they would disturb the corpses in the lake. The surroundings were dim and scary. Only a ray of green light could be seen in the distance.

Sirius stood on the ship holding his wand high, illuminating the way forward.

Ivan next to him was very interested in this small boat, sitting on the bow and slowly stroking the hull, feeling wet and slippery.

Even with his current alchemy level, he couldn't see how the ship worked. Perhaps Voldemort didn't use alchemy to create it, but used powerful magic to enchant the ship to some extent.

While Ivan was studying, the speed of the boat suddenly became slower and slower.

"We are here!" Sirius said in a low voice.

Ivan stared ahead, and through the fog he found a smooth rocky island in the middle of the lake.

It seems that there is a classroom about the size of a classroom, empty above it, only a base over one meter high is very conspicuous. On the base is a stone basin, and the green fluorescence is transmitted from the stone basin.

Ivan's figure shook, but the boat under him slowly stopped.

Sirius took the lead and stepped onto the island and walked towards the stone basin in the center. Ivan thought about it, and quickly followed.

"Did Regulus drink this kind of thing?" Sirius murmured and asked, looking at the stone basin, staring at the phosphorescent emerald green liquid in the basin.

You can tell that this thing is poisonous just by looking at it. Drinking it is absolutely uncomfortable!

"Yes...Master Regulus ordered Kreacher to supervise him to drink all these potions..." The old house elf sobbed lowly, recalling the scenes in his mind.

Sirius was silent for a while, staring at another locket located in the basin."Since Regulus took the Horcrux out, why did he make the same thing and put it back."

"Probably want to confuse Voldemort? Let him mistakenly think that his Horcrux still exists, so that Voldemort will not make more Horcruxes and die in a certain battle." Ivan combined the original time and space. Regulus analyzed the note left in the fake locket.

It's a pity that Regulus's plan fell through. Kreacher had no ability to destroy Voldemort's Horcrux. If he didn't show up, the fake Horcrux placed here would pit Dumbledore in.

Thinking of this, Ivan couldn't help but shook his head. Regulus used his life to arrange all this but accidentally pit his friendly army. The old professor was miserable enough. After so much torture, he got a Xibei. ..

Sirius took a deep look at the stone basin, did not touch it, turned to look at the house elf who was still sobbing and said.

"Kreacher, take me to the place where Regulus was dragged down the lake."

Kreacher nodded fiercely and walked towards the left side of the island with Sirius.

Ivan did not rush to follow, hesitated, and gently waved his magic wand. A slight fluorescence appeared on the floor of the stone basin base, which connected to each other to form a line, and soon fell silent again.

He released a trigger-type magic there, as long as someone approaches the text, it will show up to remind those who come.

Lest Dumbledore find here all the way after they have gone.

Of course, it could be seen by Voldemort, and that would be interesting.

Ivan smiled and turned away without hesitation.

At this time Sirius was squatting on the ground with a serious expression, his left wrist was cut away, and a lot of blood dripped on the ground, which was drawn into a strange pattern.

Ivan stood quietly watching this scene, not surprised.

Sirius told him before that there is a blood connection between his brothers, and he can use a kind of magic to strengthen this connection in a short time to locate Regulus.

But this is obviously a kind of black magic, and I don't know which book Sirius looks from. It seems to be quite restrictive, otherwise Sirius would not have to go to this island to complete the ritual.

After about two minutes, Sirius drew a pattern, pressed his right hand on it, and muttered an obscure spell.

The blood on the ground immediately reacted, climbing all the way along the palm of the hand as if it were alive, and converged into an identical pattern on the back of Sirius's hand, which looked like a blood-colored tattoo, glowing red.

"Great, he's still there!" Sirius said excitedly, shaking his body.

The success of the magic proves that Regulus' corpse is still there and well preserved. It has not been torn to pieces by the corpses and merged into the lake, otherwise it will not be sensed.

Sirius couldn't help feeling the excitement in Nai's heart. He imposed a head-foaming curse on himself, and then clenched his wand and plunged into the black lake.

Ivan didn't even have time to stop, so he patted his forehead helplessly.

In his opinion, before going down to the lake, he must at least discuss the coping strategies for various crises, and then check if there are any problems with the lake...not so recklessly...

But at this time Kreacher had also jumped out of the lake, too far away, no one could be found, and Ivan had to follow along.

"It's cold!"

After submerged in the lake, Ivan immediately felt something was wrong. It was summer, and the water in the Black Lake was as cold as winter.

Moreover, it was dark all around, and I could only vaguely see something lying in front of him.

"Lumos~" Ivan waved the wand lightly, and a ray of light lit up from the top of the wand, spreading in all directions.

Ivan was taken aback when he saw clearly around him, and there was a corpse in front of him, to be precise, a male corpse with eyes open.

Ivan could clearly see the puffy face that had been soaked, and the protruding eyes that were more protruding than ordinary people. Those eyes were staring at him.

Ivan almost launched an attack. Fortunately, he remembered that after he had taken the potion, his physical characteristics were similar to that of a corpse. The opponent shouldn't attack him, otherwise he would have rushed over.

Thinking of this, Ivan felt a little more relieved. He tried to get closer, but the latter did not make any movements, as if he was really dead.

It wasn't until he got very close that the corpse moved, trembled, and then sank directly.

Ivan was a little thoughtful, and it seemed that Lupin was right. The corpse couldn't help but fear the heat and the light.

After confirming this, Ivan didn't pay attention to the other party, and tried to swim towards another dark spot in the black lake. The corpse could not use magic. This light must have been made by Sirius.

The closer you get, the more and more corpses around you.

There are all kinds of corpses for men, women, old people, and children. Obviously he was right before. Voldemort must have slaughtered a Muggle town, otherwise the British magical world would not have so many corpses.

And these corpses just floated in the lake either scattered or densely, motionless.

While swimming forward, Ivan watched the surrounding corpses carefully, and sometimes even had to push away some of the corpses in the way, or pass through several corpses.

I don't know how long it took. When Ivan's hands and feet were a little numb, he finally saw Sirius.

He was not far ahead, and the mark on the back of his right hand was emitting a blood-red light, which meant that Regulus' body was nearby.

However, this kind of magic was obviously unable to locate accurately, so Sirius was forced to swim in front of the corpses one by one, checking their faces.

Ivan also helped to find, holding his wand and relying on the faint light to distinguish every face where his eyes could reach.

While looking at them, Ivan found that all the corpses seemed to be staring at him and Sirius. Those pairs of swollen faces and sunken eyes were very scary.

He understood that this was because of the light curse, which attracted the attention of these corpses, but their IQ was very low and could not determine that they were alive, so they fell into such a downtime state.

Ivan couldn't determine when these corpses would find something wrong, and then rushed forward, and it was impossible to stop the curse of lighting, so he could only choose to speed up the action.

Before he came, Sirius had shown him a portrait of Regulus. If he hadn't been soaked by the lake, he would still be able to tell the difference.

"Master Regulus!"

Just as Ivan was recognizing it carefully, a faint, indistinct voice came into his ears. Ivan turned his head abruptly and looked over. It was Kreacher who made the sound.

This old house elf doesn't know what kind of magic it uses. It can stay underwater for so long without using the bubble head curse, and can even speak with its mouth open.

But Ivan didn't pay attention to this now, because Kreacher had clearly discovered something, and was swimming forward with excitement.

Ivan followed without hesitation and saw Kreacher hugging a corpse at the bottom of the lake from a distance.

It was a young male corpse lying quietly on the bottom of the lake, motionless, wearing a dark green robe, and a conspicuous black badge on his chest.

It was Black’s family crest, which was made up of a shield with a five-pointed star and a dagger embedded in it, and there were two greyhounds standing next to it.

Based on this alone, Ivan can confirm that this is Regulus!

Although he found someone, he didn't have any happy mood, and Sirius next to him was not happy at all, because Regulus, like the corpses, had his eyes open, staring at them, staring at the light!

Ivan suddenly understood that the scene they least wanted to see had happened, Regulus was converted into a corpse!

Sirius' body was trembling slightly, anger or disbelief. Fortunately, to the extent that he lost his mind without anger, he opened his mouth and wanted to let Kreacher loosen quickly.

It's just that they took a step slower. Regulus, who was motionless like a corpse, suddenly moved after being hugged by Kreacher. The swollen white Sensen's hands pinched the house elf's neck like iron clamps.

Kreacher patronized with excitement, completely unprepared for Regulus, did not resist even after being pinched, but felt that this was Master Regulus' punishment to him.

But in these decades, Regulus, who had been completely transformed into a corpse, didn't understand what keeping hands was.

Kreacher was pinched and rolled his eyes quickly, and the magic that had been blessed on his body couldn't be maintained and collapsed, and a large amount of lake water poured in directly from his mouth and nose.

"PetrificusTotalus!" Seeing that the situation was critical, Sirius immediately suspended the release of the Light Curse, and then quickly waved his wand.

A white beam of light passed through the water and hit Regulus.

Regulus's original white skin, which was soaked and swollen, suddenly became gray, maintaining his original posture, and the movement of his hands stopped.

Ivan seized the opportunity to grab Kreacher, rescued it from Regulus's hands, and promptly imposed a head-foaming spell on it to prevent it from being drowned.

However, the situation did not improve. Sirius's attack on Regulus was like triggering a taboo, and the dead corpses around him suddenly became agitated.

Several corpses that were very close to Sirius stretched out their hands and grabbed his clothes and arms, while more corpses swam toward Ivan with hideous faces.

Ivan was very anxious. He understood that Sirius' release of magic to attack the corpse must be a certain restriction triggered, and now the corpses no longer regard them as the same kind.

"Sectumsempra..." Ivan waved his wand and wanted to cast a spell to save Sirius, but the latter shook his head at him, and the mouth under the bubble curse was saying something.

Close your eyes!Ivan read this word from Sirius's mouth, and he reacted immediately and closed his eyes.

The next moment, an extremely dazzling light lit up from the top of Sirius' wand, like a supernova shining in the dark universe, Ivan could feel how strong this light was with his eyes closed.

The corpses that bound Sirius loosened him, and hundreds of corpses that had flowed toward them also fled in the opposite direction in fear.

After the light faded away, Ivan opened his eyes and found that apart from the petrified Regulus, there were no other corpses in sight.

Ivan couldn't help feeling that Sirius was reckless. He was still a bit wise. He couldn't cast a flame curse underwater, but the greatly enhanced fluorescent flashing could also have the effect of dispelling the corpses.