Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Chapter 485 The Spirit of God

“We’re going to pick up Regulus Black today and take him home,” Tiera said as she walked to the edge of the rock.

"Regulus?" Dumbledore followed Tyella, puzzled. "Regulus Arcturus Black?"

The rock has many jagged crevices that provide footholds, leading down to the giant pebbles that are partially exposed above the sea around the cliff.

Climbing down from here is extremely dangerous, but this did not deter Tierra and Dumbledore. Tierra's lower body transformed into a cloud of indescribable mist, and Tierra walked like a ghost on the strange rocks of the cliff.

"Light." After entering the cave, Tiera murmured softly.

Endless light surged in from outside the cave like a tide, the shadows receded, and everything inside the cave was exposed.

On both sides were dark, hard rock walls, and underfoot was murky seawater. The air around them was filled with a pungent smell of salt and rotting seaweed.

Tierra led Dumbledore forward, the cave growing narrower and more cramped until it became a deep, dark fissure—

This is a man-made tunnel that was blasted open. When the tide comes in, the tunnel will be filled with seawater. The rock walls on both sides, covered with sticky mud, are only three feet apart and go downhill. Soon, the tunnel will be submerged by seawater in a visible place.

Tiera waved.

The surrounding tunnels suddenly widened, and the seawater parted to both sides, revealing the slightly damp ground.

Tierra and Dumbledore strolled off leisurely.

After walking down for a while, the passage suddenly turned upwards and became wider and wider. Finally, after walking for another five minutes, Tyrell and Dumbledore stood in a huge cave.

“There’s a lot of dark magic here,” Dumbledore said after reaching out and touching the rock wall.

“This is it,” Tiera said, taking a few steps forward and pressing his hand against a rock wall in front of him.

"Pfft—" A bone spur pierced through Tiera's palm, then retracted, and blood gushed out like a tap being turned on.

"Blood?" Dumbledore raised an eyebrow at Tyrell's strange behavior, but after a moment's thought, he said with disdain and even disappointment, "Is he trying to weaken your power before entering?"

"Hmm." After the rock wall had absorbed enough blood, Tiera took her hand back from the rock wall.

A dazzling white archway appeared on the rock face. The blood-stained rock inside the archway suddenly disappeared, revealing a doorway that seemed to lead into endless darkness.

“Trust me,” Tierra said, stepping into the darkness first. “When Voldemort comes in again and opens this place with blood, he will be very surprised.”

"Light!" Tiera called out again after stepping into the darkness.

Endless light surged in once more, finally allowing Dumbledore to see the scene before him clearly—

They were now standing on the shore of a vast, black lake, its surface incredibly wide and seemingly endless.

The cave they were in was very high; they couldn't see the top of the cave even when they looked up.

Far away, in the center of the vast lake, a hazy, emerald-green light shimmered.

Tiera looked up with some curiosity, then looked down at the lake in front of her—

Although light filled every corner of the space, the lake remained pitch black, as if a thick, unyielding ink lay hidden within it.

“This is the power of dark magic.” Seeing Tierra staring at the lake, Dumbledore stood behind him and said slowly, “I have never seen such powerful dark magic before. It’s hard to imagine what kind of powerful dark magic trap Tom has hidden in this lake.” “It’s an Inferi,” Tierra scoffed. “Pollution of such a large lake, what a lack of public spirit.”

Dumbledore: ...

Is this simply a matter of lacking public morality?
Tierra didn't turn around to look at Dumbledore's expression as he stood behind her. Instead, she stretched out her foot and stepped directly onto the water.

The water's surface was as solid as a rock, and Tiera stood firmly on it.

“Come on up, Professor Dumbledore,” Tyrell said with a smile, “that will make things quicker.”

"Can't you open a door that goes directly to the island in the middle of the lake?" Dumbledore looked at Tyella, then at the island in the middle of the lake.

“We’re not here to find Horcruxes,” Tiera said with a smile, then touched her right eye. “We still have time. The History of Magic exam is only halfway through. Let’s talk slowly.”

“As a defender of purebloods, Regulus Black was among the first Death Eaters to join, but he didn’t do anything evil. Sirius Black once said that the original Death Eaters didn’t torture Muggles and Muggle wizards like they did later. He followed Tom for blood and power. He joined the Death Eaters at the age of sixteen, but three years later, at the age of nineteen, he used his life to resist Tom’s tyranny,” Tierra said as she walked.

Dumbledore also tentatively stretched out his leg and stepped onto the lake surface—

The lake surface was like a hard stone, and Dumbledore stood on it with ease.

“We have no way of knowing what Regulus’s new path has taken over the past three years,” Tiera continued. “Perhaps Tom Riddle gradually revealed his true colors, making Regulus realize that the Dark Lord he once followed was not promoting pure-blood theory, but rather using brutal methods to rule others. This made him realize that his former beliefs were completely wrong, and it also gave him the determination to fight against the Dark Lord.”

At this moment, Tyrell and Dumbledore crossed the wide lake and arrived at the small island in the middle of the lake.

“Right here…maybe right here.” After stepping onto the small island in the center of the lake, Tiera pointed to the ground made of white crystals and said, “After taking the Dark Lord’s Horcrux, Regulus Black was left here forever, struggling painfully in the darkness until his death, and then he was dragged into the lake by the Infernals and became one of them.”

After speaking, Tiera continued upwards and soon reached the top of the small island in the middle of the lake. There, she saw a stone basin resembling a meditation bowl, filled with a basin of emerald green.
The green liquid shimmered with light.

“This is a potion,” Tierra explained. “This potion can only be drunk by humans.”

With that, Tiera picked up the seashell bowl that was placed next to the stone basin, scooped up a bowlful from it, and drank it down.

"Hmm...it tastes good." Tiera scooped up another bowl and drank it down, then smacked her lips. "It should contain Hedricks poison, Toria hallucinogen, the Infernal Curse, petrifying poison, and the Curse of Aging..."

Tierra took another sip and then went on to name several dark magic curses or potions.

Until Tiera finished the last sip, a delicate pendant box appeared at the bottom of the stone basin.

Tierela reached out, picked up the locket, smiled, and casually tossed the seashell bowl into the lake.

With a "plop," the seashell bowl fell into the lake.

Like a stone thrown into a pond, the drop of the seashell bowl caused the entire underground lake to boil, and countless pale, thin, and sticky hands emerged from the lakebed.

Countless corpses broke through the dark lake surface, driven by instinct and the scent of the living, and crawled toward the high ground of the small island in the center of the lake.

Dumbledore cautiously drew his wand, while Tyrell raised her hands and burst into laughter—

"The Spirit of God is hovering over the waters!"

Tiera laughed loudly, and endless, indescribable mist surged from Tiera's body, filling the entire cave.

(End of this chapter)