People are in Hogwarts, and werewolves block the door at the beginning..

Chapter 141 [The Dark Lord: Broken Soul]

When someone throws a problem to you, you'd better throw it to him.

That's what Bagel is doing now.

It was obvious that Sirius could no longer resist the urge to destroy the locket.

Naturally, Bagel would pass the ball to Dumbledore to resolve.

Dumbledore just smiled calmly, "You should already know the identities and locations of all the Horcruxes."

Bagir was a little exasperated, and although he did not hide his expression, it was obvious that he was unhappy.

But the next second, he raised the corner of his mouth again, "Yes, including that Horcrux. A living Horcrux."

Dumbledore's pupils contracted. How could it be possible? Voldemort himself didn't know that Harry was a Horcrux. Could it be that Basil really saw through him? - By entering his dream.

Sirius ignored the verbal exchange between Basil and Dumbledore.

He only noticed one thing, "That is, this Horcrux can be destroyed! I can do it, and hurry up!"

"I also have to go pick up my brother and take him home."

He held the wand, repeating the spell of Fiendfyre in his mind hundreds of times.

Flamel teased Dumbledore, "Oh, your brother-in-law has learned your little secret."

Even Sirius couldn't help but be stunned for a moment - brother-in-law? What's the old cow eating young grass? Hermione was cheated like this?
Lupin blurted out, "Did I hear it right?"

Only two elves didn't react to this. Elves have their own circles, and some pure-blood families have too many tricks. There are always Muggle-born wizards who want to stand out and are willing to give up their self-esteem in order to get ahead.

Dumbledore: "That's enough! My sister is pure and innocent! She has no boyfriend!"

Lupin said tentatively, "I understand why she is a bit morbid. Your sister is so old, just let her go."

Dumbledore glared at Flamel and said, "She's only seventeen!"

Sirius wanted to explode and ask them to stop talking nonsense, but he didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Well, we know that your sister will always be seventeen years old in your heart, and she may even be as young as you are now."

"But seventeen is an adult. She has the right to pursue her own happiness."

"Okay, I can start now!"

Basil: "Of course you can do it. But Fiendfyre is not suitable."

The light of holiness and goodness gathered in his hands, and the legendary sword of the ever-victorious king who ruled Britain appeared in his hands.

"I suggest you use this - the Broken Steel Sword forged by the Lady of the Lake."

"I will allow you to borrow its power temporarily."

Humph, destroying the diary before had a good response [Dark Magic Boy·Captain of the Knights].

Now the locket, which is the last Horcrux that Voldemort thought he had made, Basil would not miss it.

By using the sword, Basil allowed it to be used by Sirius, thus destroying the Horcrux.

Everyone else was stunned.

They all saw the most beautiful things in this sword, the scars in their hearts were instantly healed, and the source of happiness gushed out from their hearts.

At this moment, the things in the locket seemed to sense the danger and began to rustle like cockroaches in a cage.

Sirius showed his big white teeth towards the locket, looking extremely ferocious. "It seems that this thing has also sensed the danger."

"But, Dumbledore, is Harry really the nemesis of the Dark Lord as predicted?"

"He really wasn't there to shield Bajir from the sword."

"Isn't that why Lucius Malfoy tried to murder Basil?"

Without waiting for an answer, he took the sword and waves of golden light rippled out.

"I dare say it would be no problem against Voldemort."

With a click, the small golden lid of the locket popped open automatically.

Two small glass windows appeared, and behind each one there was a living eye that blinked, bright and dark, and then turned wildly.

Sirius was not frightened by this. He turned his head and sneered: "Look, our Dark Lord was awakened."

"Hiss! Albus Dumbledore!" the locket began to speak, ignoring Sirius. "It is you. I knew that if anyone could find me, it would be you."

Looking at Dumbledore's young face, "You can't escape desire. You pursue immortality just like me."

"Haha! Even the saint Dumbledore has fallen into the quagmire!"

"Interesting," Black Eyes began to look at the Sword of Truth and Goodness, "You even made a sword specifically for me."

"'Excalibur' is ancient Celtic for broken steel? Do you still believe in the legend of King Arthur?"

Dumbledore: "Can you give me some time to chat with Tom?" (Voldemort: Don't call me Tom!)

Sirius raised his sword, "Of course."

He looked at the locket, "Hey, give us your last words!"

Dumbledore sighed, "I have always had a question. What if, when faced with your petty theft at the beginning, you were not forced to surrender by magic?"

"After that, you entered school and I treated you sincerely. Will you still go down this path?"

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Voldemort seemed insulted. "Who do you think you are?"

"As the most unique, the most talented, and the most perfect me, I will naturally stay in this world forever and rule over everyone."

"Who else deserves that position except me?"

"Do you think I'm a coward who's addicted to love like you?"

Sirius: "Can I start?"

Dumbledore kept looking into those black eyes. After a moment's silence, he said, "Okay."

The locket offered no resistance.

The dark eyes closed before Sirius swung the sword down.

After a metallic clang, only fragments of the locket remained in the worn blanket.

The glass in the two small windows was also shattered, Riddle's eyes were gone, and wisps of smoke were coming out of the colorful silk lining of the locket.

The sword fell from Sirius' hand with a clang, then turned into stars and sank into Bagel's body.

He fell to his knees, holding his head, "It's over! It's finally over!"

Kreacher also let out a high-pitched wail, "Master Regulus's order has been fulfilled!"

Bajir smiled like everyone else around him.

[The maximum number of echoes a player can bear is 3. Do you want to create the echo "Dark Lord·Broken Soul"?]

"Yes."

[Yes, would you like to spend 1000 gems to increase the maximum number of echoes you can bear to 4? ]

"Yes."

New echoing data appeared on his retina.

[Echo: [The Dark Lord, Broken Soul]]

[Quality: Depravity]

[The mature Dark Lord, the last kind and broken soul]

[The golden lid of the locket is also a tool to seal your heart, brain occlumency +50%]

[Your soul reading is extremely advanced. No servant can close their brain in front of you. Soul reading +50%]

[You are the master of your own mind, or the mind of others, soul out of body +50%]

[Card bonus: Killing Curse +3, Imperius Curse +3, Cruciatus Curse +3, Occlumency +3, Legilimency +3, Apparition +3, Black Mist Flying Curse +3, Transfiguration +3]

"This entry is too limited. Only for fixed spells?"

Click the magnifying glass in the upper right corner of the entry.

"Well, no? Magic that closes the mind, reads the mind, and controls the mind all have bonuses? The Oblivion Spell is also included in it?"

"This means that all mental magic is increased by 50%."

"Interesting, this happens to be my major, it's all related to the mind."

"【Black Mist Flight】? It's too late. With the 【Sword of Truth and Goodness】, I can turn into light and fly."

"Why is there Transformation +3?"

"That's right. At this time, Voldemort has already completed the magical transformation of his body." Bagir withdrew his thoughts.

The group was chatting heatedly about this matter.

Madison: "I've wanted to see Sirius like this for a long time! He always acts like he's the bravest, most socially responsible, and most righteous of the Black family."

"And what's the result? Regulus Black is the bravest!"

"Now you know you were wrong! You know you regret it!"

Zoe: “I think he’s irresponsible at best.”

"The Black family is old-fashioned. It's understandable that he rebelled and left his family."

"But he doesn't have to join the Order at all."

"Like the Weasleys, they weren't members of the Order of the Phoenix at first."

"But they are also quietly helping the Order of the Phoenix."

"He could definitely learn from Arthur Weasley's approach."

"I dare say Regulus Black joined the Death Eaters, and why he joined the Order of the Phoenix."

"The Black family must provide a Death Eater to prove their loyalty."

"Bella. Well, Bellatrix and Narcissa don't count. They're already married. And they're not legitimate descendants."

Bella: "Thank you for calling that crazy woman by her full name."

Ariana: "Albus is taking it too far! Now everyone thinks I'm an old lady!"

Sophie: "Bajiel's dream walking skill is so powerful! He can even take people through time and space. Hester would be so surprised if she knew!"

Beatrice: "You must have seen it wrong! How could my prince use magic that has no hope of being used to commit a crime!"

Sophie: "Are you crazy? There is no distinction between good and evil in magic. It all depends on how you use it."

"Bajir also knows the Killing Curse!"

Madison: "Shut up! Country girl! How dare a dark wizard who has collected all the unforgivable curses slander Basil."

"Do you know Defense Against the Dark Arts? In your seventh year at Hogwarts, you will learn about the Dark Arts in order to better defend against it."

"Bajir is just more knowledgeable and more powerful."

Beatrice: "Yes! That's it."

Sophie: "How did I slander you?"

In the end, the chat ended with Sophie being besieged again.

On the surface, Sophie, who took the lead in the level of Bagel's consciousness, was considered to be guilty of original sin in the eyes of other group members.

It's no wonder she's always being criticized.

Baqir watched all this without saying a word.

In fact, he felt that he was a bit inarticulate.

It is better to wait until after the club activities and use actions instead of words.

"Kreacher." Sirius regained his composure. "Do you remember the location of the cave?"

Kreacher jumped up, still a little sobbing, "Of course, Master!"

"Old Kreacher still remembers that place! He's been there many times!"

"But Kreacher can't find Master Regulus!"

"Kreacher—"

Kreacher in front of him wanted to punish himself again, and before Sirius could give any instructions, Dobby hugged him.

Sirius sputtered, "You stupid old man!"

"Don't you know how precious you are? It's my brother's sacrifice that allowed you to survive!"

"Remember this! Don't punish yourself again!"

"If you punish yourself, you'll be wasting Regulus' efforts!"

Kreacher sobbed and stopped struggling.

Dobby let him go.

Kreacher stared at him with puzzled eyes, "Then how should Kreacher punish himself?"

"You--" Sirius gasped, "Every time you make a mistake, you have to clean the floor for me! Is that okay?"

"I'll speak to Narcissa."

Kreacher nodded, "Kreacher, can you clean the ceiling while you're at it?"

"Okay!" Sirius held his forehead.

"We can go now. Regulus is in the lake. There are some Inferi in there."

"They are afraid of light and fire and are easy to deal with."

"Please wait a moment," Dumbledore said, "I think we need to go together."

"Maybe there are other secrets of Tom's hidden in there."

Sirius looked at Kreacher.

Kreacher nodded quickly. In his opinion, Dumbledore was much more reliable than this prodigal son.

"Kreacher can do it! It's not far from London!"

"Kreacher tried it and was able to go back and forth five times in one go."

"Don't bother." Flamel raised his eyebrows. "Have you forgotten my identity? The greatest alchemist."

He threw a silver column at Kreacher.

"Here, elf!"

Kreacher caught it.

Bajir looked closely and saw that it seemed to be a pen, but there were no gaps in it, as if it was made of boiling silver water poured in one breath.

Flamel added: "According to what you say, there is no protection against the Apparition of the elves."

“And it’s not far.”

“Hold it, think about where you want to go, and draw circles in the air.”

Kreacher stretched out his slender hand, held the pen, closed his eyes, and began to draw circles.

The silver light stays in the air along the trajectory and overlaps.
A crackling sound of electricity began to be heard.

The next second, a silver halo with Kreacher's hand as the radius began to expand.

A light gate appeared, and a faint green light mixed with the salty and humid smell of sea water poured into the boiler room.

It was a smooth rock island, about the same size as the Blakes' kitchen.

It was covered with a large flat black slab of stone, empty except for a mysterious green light flickering in the middle.

On both sides of the island, there are rough cave walls on one side and the boundless, mirror-smooth black lake surface on the other.

"Should we go in quickly?" Sirius noticed again that the edge of the aperture was shrinking.

"That's because there's still one step left." Flamel walked up slowly, chanting obscure spells and waving his wand like a shaman.

Silver threads flowed out from the tip of the wand and disappeared into the circle of light.

"Well now, it should last an hour. Long enough for us to turn this cave upside down."

"In that case," Sirius smiled strangely, "I have one more thing to do."

He hurried out of the boiler room, the kitchen, over the umbrella made of the troll's thigh, walked to the entrance hall, and drew aside a velvet curtain.

"You beast! You slut! You filthy and sinful bastard! Get out of here right now! How dare you defile my ancestral home—"

It was a portrait of an old lady.

Sirius took a deep breath, "Thank you for your blessing, Mom!"

Then he pulled the velvet curtain and the sound stopped abruptly.

(End of this chapter)