Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

The topography of the sea is abruptly uplifting, and the black section is exposed under the scouring of the sea, forming a straight cliff.

The waves hit the reef, stirring up white foam, and sending out a huge rumbling sound.

"peng!"

On the bare rock, three people suddenly appeared, two large and one small, one of whom was trembling and almost fell.

"Dragging your Disapparation is like dragging a mountain, Felix." Sirius gasping for breath said.

"Please forgive me, maybe I have too many magic objects on my body." Felix unnaturally said, there are more than a dozen dementors hidden in his ring, these prisoners squeezed one after another. In the small mezzanine, there is no magic isolation, so Sirius is equivalent to bringing a group of people to Disapparation.

They only have time to observe the surrounding environment, the black cliffs, one side is the sea surging with waves, and the other side is the mountain snaking downwards. Felix looks far away and vaguely sees half of the mountainside. In a village.

Apart from this, all around are bare and desolate. Apart from the vast sea and rocks, there is no tree, no grass or beach.

Sirius pointed to a reef in the sea, "The hole is directly under the cliff, and it is not visible now. We can Disapparation and transfer to that rock..."

"Let’s go "

This time Felix led them, and they quickly jumped to the edge of a narrow gap under the cliff. Before the rolled sea water passed their feet, they walked forward a few times. step.

Soon, the crack turned into a dark underpass. The rock walls covered with slimy mud on both sides were two or three feet away from them. From time to time, they could smash a shell or something like that in the air. There was a salty and rotten taste.

"This was brought in by the sea at high tide." Sirius said, raising his shiny wand, kicking a fish in front of them, and hitting a small stone together. On the rock wall blocking the way, "I cleaned it before, but it reappeared within a few days."

Felix carefully looked at the rock wall. In the black and white view, the black rock Powerful magic was superimposed on the wall, and he smelled a powerful curse.

It can be seen that Voldemort is very good at cursing magic.

"I was blocked here. When I asked Kreacher, he didn't know. When he and Regulus came, he didn't encounter this wall..." Sirius explained.

"Kreacher, I remember you came here twice?" Felix asked softly as he fumbled for the magic on the rock wall.

"Yes, yes, Mister Haip." Kreacher said, with an expression of fear on his face. "The first time, Master Regulus found Kreacher and said that the Dark Lord needed a little elf... this It is a kind of glory. Master Regulus asked Kreacher to complete the task given by the Dark Lord, and then...return and go home."

"Kreacher came here with the Dark Lord, without encountering the rock wall, and came directly There is a big black lake with a boat... There is a stone basin on the island, and the basin is full of potion. The Dark Lord forces Kreacher to drink it..."

"Kreacher thought of many terrible things and was punished. His memories, the hallucinations of being kicked out...the internal organs seemed to be on fire...Kreacher begged the Dark Lord, but he just laughed and made me drink up the potion..."

Sirius was silent, this He had heard the story again, and he was still unhappy in his heart. Felix whispered: "Test, he is testing his own protection measures."

"Kreacher feels that he is dying. The Dark Lord left Kreacher and left alone by boat... But Kreacher remembers Young Master’s Order, go back, go home, Regulus found Kreacher, he was very worried, hid Kreacher, and took care of me alone..."

house elf whispered.

"After a while, Master Regulus came to Kreacher...In the night, his attitude was very weird. I know he was very confused during that time and seemed to be worried about something... Young Master called Kreacher took him to the cave. We still didn’t encounter this rock wall. We got on the boat and came to the island in the lake. Then..."

Sirius clenched his fist, he knew What happened later, Regulus himself drank the potion and told Kreacher to return home. He was not allowed to come back, and he was not allowed to reveal this secret to the mistress, except to explain to him that he destroyed the locket-the Horcrux.

Regulus himself was dragged into the water by Inferius in the Black Lake...

Felix was also moved by this past. It is hard to imagine that a pure blood would give up for house elf Life, but he is contradictory. He once followed Voldemort enthusiastically and sincerely believed that Voldemort could bring the wizard a better life.

"My brother-Regulus, he was still young and believed Voldemort's lies. He was only eighteen years old..." Sirius said hoarsely, "What a... fool."

Water droplets dripped from the cave entrance, which obscured Sirius' inhalation. Felix pretended to be interested in the magic on the rock wall, watching attentively, without speaking for a long time. After a long time--

"Voldemort was quite confident. When he added the outermost protective measures later, he did not check--"

"No, Mister Haip, Master Regulus copied it. A locket, a fake... When he came, when he drank the potion, he threw it in, and then let the potion never pass it again..."

"Well," Felix said softly "This makes sense. He missed an opportunity to correct his mistakes."

Sirius asked: "How do we pass this rock wall? I tried some magic, all of which didn’t work, and I rely on The closer you get, the more the use spell will be disturbed. You see—"

He pointed at the rock wall with wand, and flew out a very thin incantation from the tip, and an arch appeared on the rock wall. The outline, radiating a dazzling white light, seems to be illuminated by a strong light behind the crack. But soon, the outline was gone, and the rock was still as hard and thick as before, and there was nothing on it.

"My opinion is that the rock wall hides malicious thoughts-it is a very rare curse that makes visitors pay the price and weaken themselves. Voldemort hopes that we use magic power Blood is all over the walls. But," Felix said with a sarcasm, and said contemptuously, "Everything he did was useless...we have a better way."

Felix took off the ring and put it down. On the conch shell on the side, he said gently: "Kreacher, are you willing to help us through?"

Kreacher looked at him in surprise, "I, can I? I'm just a humble, listening The servant of command—"

"No, Kreacher, in some ways you are more brilliant than Voldemort."

Kreacher stared, his bat-like ears nervously Agitated, he didn't even have a decent dress, but someone told him that he was brilliant than the Dark Lord who was feared by countless people.

"Are you willing, Kreacher? Do your part for Regulus?"

"Yes, of course! Kreacher will!"

Kreacher tremblingly extends the hand, Felix held it, and then this old, wrinkled house elf looked towards Sirius, with anticipation in his eyes, Sirius also stretched out his hand.

The next second, the three of them disappeared in front of the rock wall.