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The last sentence was addressed to Sirius and Lupin, to prevent them from barging into the room and disturbing Zicomo's gameplay.

Harry felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing this, and a sense of dread grew over him as he anticipated what was about to happen.

The two arrived at the Black family's guest room, which was Harry's temporary accommodation.

After Zicomo laid Harry down, he didn't waste any words. With a scream from Harry, Zicomo's engraving began.

Harry's screams echoed throughout the Black family's old house, causing everyone waiting in the living room to involuntarily shudder.

Hermione was very glad that she hadn't asked her cousin to carve runes on her body.

Just by listening to Harry's screams, you can tell how much pain he was in.

Meanwhile, on Zicomo's side, Harry only screamed for a short while before fainting from the pain.

Zicomo completed the engraving not long after.

However, instead of waking Harry immediately, he called out, "Kreacher, come out here for a second."

With a snap, Kreacher, the house-elf of the Black family, appeared in the room.

“Young Master Blake’s guest, what brings you here? And how did you come to know Kreacher’s name?” Kreacher asked.

Zicomo got straight to the point: "I know about what happened between Regulus and you. If you trust me, you can give me that locket to handle."

Upon hearing Zikomo's words, Kreacher was startled at first, then said in a flustered tone, "What, what are you saying? Kreacher doesn't quite understand."

“Alright, I didn’t mean to trick you. I really do know about Regulus,” Zicomo briefly recounted what happened back then.

After listening, Kreacher remained silent for a long time. Although it did not know how the wizard in front of it knew about young master Regulus, it had heard that he was the one who helped the young master clear his name.

Although it disliked this rebellious young master, he was ultimately a member of the Black family. Kreacher was very happy to be able to clear his name and return to the Black family.

As for the person who helped the young master, he probably wasn't a bad person, so Kreacher decided to trust Zicomo this once.

“Alright, the locket is still with me. I can give it to you, but could I watch it be destroyed with my own eyes?” Kreacher said expectantly.

Zicomo shook his head and refused: "Sorry, I still need that locket, so I can't destroy it. However, I will extract Voldemort's soul from the locket, and you can watch from the side."

Kreacher weighed the options in his mind. Since Zicomo was able to extract the soul of the Dark Lord, he should also be able to destroy it. This would fulfill the young master's wish.

"Please wait a moment, I'll go get it."

With that, Kreacher snapped out of the room. A short while later, he returned carrying a vintage pendant.

"Here, this is the locket."

Zicomo took the locket with one hand and made a gesture in the air with the other. With his powerful magic, Zicomo conjured a dismantling magic circle out of thin air.

The magic circle shimmered, and a black mist surged from the locket—Voldemort's soul. The mist tried to scatter and escape, but the magic circle gathered it all together.

Moreover, the magic circle continued to compress the black mist. Voldemort's soul seemed to be injured, and he screamed repeatedly.

Fortunately, Zicomo had already set up soundproofing magic, otherwise the screams of Voldemort's soul would have been heard.

A moment later, the black mist was compressed into a black crystal and fell into Zicomo's hand, and Voldemort's soul stopped screaming.

Zicomo tossed the crystal in his hand, wondering how many evil deeds Voldemort had committed in his life. Everyone else's souls were translucent white, but his was black.

This is the second remnant of Voldemort's soul that Zicomo has obtained. The first one was extracted from Ravenclaw's tiara and is still stored in his system space.

He could get a third one right now if he wanted to, because a fragment of Voldemort's soul resides inside Harry's head.

However, Zicomo thought about it and gave up the idea of ​​separating it.

Voldemort's remnant soul resided within Harry's body, and they were already intertwined. Otherwise, Harry wouldn't have mastered Parseltongue.

He didn't want to accidentally extract Harry's soul as well.

Kreacher was so moved by what he saw that tears welled up in his eyes.

"Waaah! Young Master, Kreacher has finally completed the task you entrusted to him! Thank you, esteemed guest."

Zicomo waved his hand and said, "No need to be so polite, I just need this locket."

Chapter 151 Death Really Exists, and Harry's Ghost Companion is Actually...

“No! You helped Kreacher fulfill the young master’s last wish; you are Kreacher’s benefactor! If there is anything you can do to help, please don’t hesitate to ask!” Kreacher retorted.

“Alright, in that case, could you please prepare a cup of hot tea for me?” Zicomo said.

He knew that if he didn't make the house-elf do something, it definitely wouldn't give up.

"Please wait a moment, Kreacher will prepare it for you right away."

After saying that, Kreacher left.

After Kreacher left, Zicomo finally had time to examine the locket in his hand.

A silver chain connects to a box the size of a pocket watch. The surface of the gold box is decorated with a snake pattern, and tiny emeralds adorn the snake's body.

Zicomo tried to open the box, but it wouldn't budge. He then used his mental energy to scan the locket, discovering faint magical fluctuations emanating from the gems, arranged in a specific pattern. It felt to Zicomo like a key.

Zicomo stared at the locket in his hand, lost in thought. If this locket really was a key, then where could it open?

He already had all the deeds to Hogwarts, so logically, there shouldn't be any secret rooms left in the entire castle.

He had initially thought that seeing Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets on the deed was a clever move by Gryffindor. Now, however, he realized that the other founders' methods were just as sophisticated!

Zicomo has absolutely no clue about the Hufflepuff legacy, in particular.

Just as Zicomo was pondering, Harry woke up with a start, sitting up and panting heavily. He looked as if he had just had a nightmare.

Thinking about it carefully, it's true that you can't dream of anything good when you're in so much pain that you faint. It took Harry a long time to come back to his senses.

“Alright, once you’ve calmed down, let’s go out and try out your runes,” Zicomo said, patting Harry on the shoulder.

Harry nodded and walked out of the room with Zicomo.

The people in the living room heard the noise and looked over.

Everyone looked Harry up and down; compared to before he went in, he was no different except for being covered in a cold sweat from the pain.

"That's it? Harry doesn't seem to have changed at all," Sirius said.

Zicomo rolled his eyes and said, "What kind of change do you want? To turn him into a troll or a goblin?"

Zicomo went to the sofa and sat down next to Hermione.

Kreacher suddenly appeared beside him, respectfully offering him a cup of hot tea and a pastry he had carefully prepared.

“Thank you,” Zicomo said.

Kreacher bowed and said, "No need for formalities, you are a distinguished guest of the Black family."

“Hey, Kreacher, why don’t I get this kind of treatment as your master?” Sirius asked, annoyed.

"Hmph! Because Master Black did not instruct Kreacher to do this."

"Then I order you to prepare one for everyone!"

"Kreacher understands."

With that, Kreacher snapped his fingers and left.

Before leaving, she didn't forget to whip up a gust of wind to ruffle Sirius's hair.

Clearly, Kreacher disliked this rebellious young master who had run away from home at a young age, but the characteristics of a house-elf forced him to serve Sirius.

"Damn it! One day I'll cut your head off and hang it on the wall," Sirius cursed.

The Black family has a tradition of beheading their house elves when the old ones become unable to serve food. This tradition was started by Sirius's aunt, Eladora.

After hearing Sirius's words, Hermione wanted to stand up and argue with him. After all, she was dedicated to promoting the rights of house-elves. However, she was stopped by Zicomo.

Zicomo, listening from the side, frowned. Perhaps these great wizarding families had never taken house-elves seriously from the beginning.

However, part of this was due to Sirius's personal reasons. Zicomo had noticed during their previous conversations that Sirius was extremely irritable and easily angered. It seems that over a decade of imprisonment had caused him considerable psychological trauma.

In reality, Zicomo didn't care about the house-elves' situation; his frown stemmed from a good impression of Kreacher. Kreacher, even with resentment, would meticulously carry out his master's tasks.

Unlike the Malfoy's dog, which not only deserted its post but also revealed its owner's secrets to others.

Although it betrayed Harry, from a political standpoint, it was clearly on Malfoy's side, yet it betrayed Harry. And it never even asked Harry if he needed it; Zicomo disliked this kind of person intensely.

Zicomo took a sip of hot tea and said, "If you don't need Kreacher, you can consider giving him to me. I happen to be missing a house-elf."

Of course, this was just an excuse. On Christmas Eve, Zicomo simply showed the Hogwarts deed and took the house-elf from the Hogwarts kitchen who could cook Eastern cuisine home.

“Oh, of course, if you want,” Sirius said.

In his view, a house-elf couldn't compare to the help Chicomo had given him. Moreover, Chicomo had now enhanced Harry's abilities, though the results of this enhancement were yet to be seen.

Thinking of this, Sirius looked at Harry and said, "Harry, quickly try out the effect of the runes on your body."

Harry nodded and tried to summon his ghostly companion.

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In some unknown space, there is a sky as bright as a galaxy, but the space is filled with an atmosphere of deathly stillness.

Upon closer inspection, those weren't stars at all; they were clearly countless clusters of soul-like light.

Suddenly, one of them shuddered violently and then vanished without a trace.

Deep within the space, a cloaked figure noticed this and let out a roar.