Infinite Darkness Rise

Xu Le and the others surrounded him, and Kreche was a little scared, but he still muttered: "Mudblood, a Muggle dressed in a strange way, dear old master, if he knows such bastards, he dares to desecrate the honor of the Black family, What would she think?"

"Kreche, don't chatter here, we have something to do when we come to you this time," Xu Le said.

"He said he has something to do. This Muggle thinks he's great. He didn't know where he got Kreche's name, but Kreche pretended not to hear..." Kreche said to himself , and then said again: "Who are you? Why are you acting wild in front of the Black family?"

Xu Le was amused by this neurotic guy who deliberately told himself to himself: "Kreche, if Regulus knows that you are so useless, I'm afraid he will be very sad."

Hearing this, Kereche looked at Xu Le suspiciously: "Do you know Master Regulus?" Then its big eyes filled with tears, "Yes, Kereche is old, and Kereche is useless , He didn't fulfill Regulus' orders, Cletcher is really useless!"

As he spoke, he bumped his head against the street light pole in pain, screaming loudly as he bumped.Xu Le stepped forward and grabbed him: "Kreche, we are here for what Regulus wants to accomplish, and we can help you."

"Help me?" Kreche stopped struggling in doubt, "He said he would help me, but Kreche wouldn't trust him because he's just a Muggle." As always, Kreche said to himself Ziyu told Xu Le without hesitation.

Xu Le smiled and said: "Don't worry, Kreche, we know the cause and effect, and we also know what happened to your master Regulus. He is a hero, the hero who fought against Voldemort. I don't think he told you that he wants to The items that were destroyed were actually items of great importance to Voldemort?"

"It's so surprising. You're just a Muggle, but you don't shy away from calling out the name of the Dark Lord. Master Regulus, are they really the ones who can destroy that locket?" Krechet said. Staring at Xu Le, he said to himself.

Xu Le smiled, raised his hand and released a white thunder, knocking out the street lamp above his head: "You will know."

Kreche stared at him: "Kreche is not at ease, this Muggle is not an ordinary Muggle, maybe he also knows magic, but Kreche is not at ease. Master Regulus' command Kereche still remembers , Kreche must be more careful."

"Who are you?" Kreche asked Xu Le after talking to himself.

"Us? We are Voldemort's enemies. Like your Master Regulus, we also hope to destroy Voldemort." Xu Le said with a smile.

Kreche stared at them cautiously and seriously: "Can you really destroy that locket?"

"Yes, we can destroy it." Xu Le said.

"You must destroy it in front of me!" Kreche said.

"Yes, we will destroy it in front of you." Xu Le replied.

Kreche put away his soliloquy, and looked more solemn than ever before: "Then please follow me." It stretched out its long hand and waved, and a dilapidated house appeared in Grimmauld Square Between NO.11 and NO.13, the walls of the house are filthy, the windows are gloomy, and there seems to be some ghost. This is the house of the Black family, Grimmauld Place NO.12.

Krecher led the way, opened the door with a serpentine knocker, and led them forward.The whole house is filled with a decaying smell, the wallpaper on the wall is peeling off, the portraits are a little black, and the carpet has been worn smooth.

"Kreche, why don't you take good care of this house?" Xu Le asked curiously.

Kereche turned back sadly, his big ugly eyes were full of tears: "Kreche has no money, and no master's order, so I can't clean things at will, let alone do anything for this house, I can only clean it every day, but it still can't stop the aging of the house. I can't enter some rooms without the owner's permission, but now, the owner of Kereche is not here."

Xu Le nodded: "You are really a good house elf, but you are a little old."

Kreche bent down: "Thank you for your compliment, but Kreche is really not a good house elf."

Once in the living room, a scream came: "Klecher, what have you brought into the proud Black family! You bloody house-elf!"

Kreche knelt down in front of a giant portrait in trepidation: "Mistress, they showed their strength, they promised to fulfill Regulus' last wish in front of Kreche, I think this is an opportunity. Kreche Che is too useless, really too useless, has not fulfilled Master Regulus' last wish, I hope they can fulfill this last wish."

The old woman in the giant portrait fell silent: "Yes, Regulus is dead too." She didn't say anything else, apparently thinking of something sad, and stopped asking about it.

"Please wait a moment." Keleqie said, and left in a hurry.

"Kreche is indeed old. In the past, he would serve you black tea first." The old woman in the portrait said.

Xu Le smiled: "That doesn't matter, Mrs. Black, are you also born in Slytherin?"

The old woman nodded proudly: "Great, glorious, pureblood, glorious Slytherin."

Xu Le didn't say much. After a while, Kreche came out holding a locket: "This is what Master Regulus asked me to destroy."

Xu Le looked at it. The pattern on it was silver and green, and there was a little breathing snake. It was indeed Slytherin's pendant.

Pulling out the Zanpakuto, he pulled the top of the handle up heavily, and there was a long scream, and then, a handsome young man appeared in front of the crowd, looked at them unexpectedly, and pointed at the Xu Le of Zanpakuto said: "Are you the one who helped me get out of the seal? Young man, I am the soul of a wizard, and I was sealed here. If you are willing to help me, then I will give you what you want." to get anything."

Xu Le smiled and took out the spiritual altar: "Anything? Tom Riddle, or Voldemort, what do you think of yourself? An omnipotent god?"

"Hiss!" came the gasping voice, and both Kreche and the woman in the portrait couldn't help being surprised: This person is the Dark Lord?

The handsome young man's face darkened: "So you know my identity, so come and tell me why you dare to interrupt my rest? Don't you know what you did to me?"

Xu Le smiled, and opened the Reincarnation Altar: "Although you look awesome, but I have already sealed two pieces of your soul, how could I fall into your trap?"

Tom Riddle was taken into the reincarnation altar without any resistance, Kreacher was too scared to speak, while the old woman in the portrait asked cautiously: "Dear sir, that was really black just now. Demon King?"

Xu Le explained with a smile: "That's Voldemort's soul fragment. Since his youth, Voldemort planned to live forever. He split the soul by killing others, and sealed these broken souls to ensure that he could use this method. Survive. However, the consequences of doing so are also obvious. Voldemort is becoming less and less like a human being, and more like a cruel and cruel monster. It is difficult for others to see anything else in him except greed and cruelty."

"He is crazier than we imagined. Although I am in favor of pure blood, I have to say that the Dark Lord may have lost his reason because of this. It is not a good thing for anyone to kill him like that, and it cannot be solved. Anything is simply treating the pure-blooded family as his own hunting dog to gain benefits for himself." The old woman in the portrait said calmly.

Xu Le smiled slightly: "Mrs. Black, you are very wise, then we will leave."

"Wait!" said the old woman in the portrait.

"Does Mrs. Black have any orders?" Xu Le asked with a smile.

"You know Regulus, so I'm afraid you've heard about the other Black..." the old woman said, "Do you know how he is now?"

"Yes, ma'am. I think I know which Blake you are talking about, and I also happen to know something about him. He is now imprisoned in Azkaban. I think you already know that... ·”

The old woman muttered to herself, "Yes, I've seen... the bastard has finally tasted the pain, they wronged him, didn't trust him, didn't want to listen to his explanation, just because he was a Black Even if he behaves like a Gryffindor, because of this surname, people will instinctively suspect him."

"Wise madam, I think your point of view is correct to a certain extent, but I am afraid that your son's most important mood now is not suffering from it, but suffering from guilt. In his world, friendship is high. Forgive me for saying this, but children who talk about loyalty are generally a bit of a jerk, and it happens that your child has never realized that he has been a spoiled child from beginning to end." Xu Le said to the portrait said Mrs. Black.

Mrs. Black turned around, her voice was a little unnatural: "You go, whether it is Regulus or that scoundrel, you are their qualified friends."