Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 366 Infernal Corpse and Horcrux

"So, what do you mean—" Hera held her breath nervously, connecting with Kreacher's reaction, he vaguely guessed something.

Dumbledore nodded, looking very, very happy, "Yes, that's what you think."

"I'm afraid we can save a lot of effort." Hera showed a big smile, which meant that they didn't have to take such a big risk to get the Horcrux at all.

"Kreacher." Hera shouted loudly, which alarmed someone in the lake, and the lake was fluctuating. Dumbledore motioned him to continue shouting, and he was responsible for cleaning up everything.

"Kreacher! Kreacher!"

Kreacher appeared, along with the fellows in the lake—those, good fellows, white heads and hands all over the place, emerging from the dark water, men, women, and children, all floating in their direction with sunken, blind eyes—a mass of dead bodies rising out of the dark lake.

"Yin Corpse." Hera said solemnly. Even he had never seen so many Yin Corpse. It required extremely cruel means to kill people, and it could be formed through even more cruel methods. There are at least a few hundred of them here, which means that at least a thousand people died under the lake.

"You actually know him?" Dumbledore turned around in surprise, "But you should concentrate on asking Kreacher, I'm here, they can't get close."

Dumbledore waved his wand vigorously, and flames appeared in the darkness, and a bright, golden-red fire ring surrounded them. Those ghosts trying to rush over became slow and swayed.

His wand was held high like a torch, and flames shot out from the tip of the wand, like a huge and warm lock sleeve, surrounding them all.

"Kreacher, answer my question." Hera quickly lowered her body and asked Kreacher.Kreacher twitched his nose and gave a low bow.

"Yes Master."

"You've been here, haven't you?"

After a moment of silence, Kreacher straightened up and stared at Hera's face. Paleness covered Kreacher's face, but he still answered firmly, "Yes, Master."

"Then you know what is placed in the middle of the lake."

Kreacher shivered, "Yes, Master."

"Then, help me get that thing back again," Hera said.

"Impossible, impossible." Kreacher sobbed, it seemed to remember something extremely painful, it raised its head and looked at Dumbledore who was showing off his might, as if he had made up his mind.

"Master Lestrange, this thing needs you to destroy it. Be sure to destroy it. I am willing to tell you everything, as long as you can destroy it." Kreacher wept and took out a locket from his pocket, shining the golden light in the dark cave.

"With Dumbledore here, we will succeed, but Kreacher, you must tell us clearly what happened." Hera said very seriously.Immediately afterwards, he turned his head and shouted at Dumbledore: "Dumbledore, I've got it, we have to retreat."

"Very good," Dumbledore shouted.

"Take us out, Kreacher, I know you can do it." Hera said hastily. Kreacher wiped its rosy nose, nodded, ran to Dumbledore, grabbed the corner of his clothes, and looked at Hera. Hera walked to them, and Kreacher grabbed the corners of the two of them. The three disappeared into the cave.

When they returned outside the cave, Hera handed the locket to Dumbledore with a complex expression, and said with a grim expression, "I'm afraid we're going to have an interrogation about Kreacher, why did it hide from us for so long."

"I don't think it's his fault." Dumbledore's eyes flickered, and he carefully put the locket into his pocket. He held Hera's hand, and activated Apparation involuntarily.

Back in Hogsmeade, they didn't call out Kreacher in a hurry, but waited until they returned to the headmaster's office on the eighth floor of Hogwarts before Hera called out Kreacher.

"Come on, explain why this is in your hands." Dumbledore threw the locket on the table, and Hera asked with an ugly face.

"You never asked me," Kreacher said quietly.

Dumbledore was very serious, he pulled his face and asked coldly, "So you are hiding it?"

"I didn't—I didn't—I" Kreacher tried to argue a few more words, but his voice got smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared.

"Tell me, tell me what's going on, how it got into your hands." Hera rubbed her temples and said with a headache.

It was unreasonable to talk to house-elves. This was something he knew early on. They always had some weird brain circuits that wizards couldn't understand at all.

"I beg you to start from many years ago," Kreacher choked, his rosacea was left with snot, and his body was shaking, looking extremely vulnerable, "Master Sirius escaped, and it was good to be gone, because he was a bad boy, and his unruly behavior made my mistress heartbroken. But Master Regulus has self-respect, and he knows what the name Black and his pure blood mean—"

"So, he stole the Horcrux from the Dark Lord?" Hera asked sarcastically, which sounded really funny.

"Listen to it," whispered Dumbledore, who was listening to Kreacher intently.

"For many years, Master Regulus has often talked about the Dark Lord. The Dark Lord wants wizards to no longer hide and hide, but to come out to rule Muggles and Muggle descendants. When Master Regulus was 16 years old, he joined the Dark Lord's organization. He was so proud, so proud, so happy, and able to serve"

Dumbledore sighed for a long time, and Hera glanced at him without speaking.

"A year later, one day, Master Regulus came to see Kreacher in the kitchen. Master Regulus has always liked Kreacher. Master Regulus said he said"

Kreacher wobbled even faster.

"...He said that the Dark Lord needs an elf." Kreacher couldn't continue talking, he was holding his head and crying, and the tea towel on his chest was wiped with tears.

"I guess, it must have paid a lot, both for you and Regulus." Dumbledore said slowly, and he conjured a tissue with his wand and handed it to Kreacher. "Reculus was a brave man, and I'm sure he asked you to destroy the locket, didn't he?"

"Yes, sir." Kreacher took the tissue, sobbing fiercely, "He is a brave man, I have never seen such a brave man, much braver than Master Sirius!"

"I believe this." Hera said very seriously. Although he didn't know Regulus, and even had a little understanding of what he did, it was obviously not an easy task to steal a Horcrux from Voldemort's hands, let alone he was a Death Eater, the price of betraying Voldemort.
No one would want to know that, and Regulus made a choice in such a scene. Hera thought he couldn't do it, and maybe he would never be that kind of person.

"Yes, Master Regulus said that the Dark Lord wanted an elf." Kreacher continued in pain, and neither Hera nor Dumbledore interrupted it. They knew that this was definitely not a good memory, but it was definitely something Kreacher would never let go of. "Master Regulus contributed Kreacher. It was an honor, Master Regulus said, of himself and of Kreacher. Kreacher must do everything the Dark Lord asks him to do. And go home — go home."

Kreacher shook even more and sobbed louder.

"So Kreacher went to the Dark Lord. The Dark Lord didn't tell Kreacher what to dare, but took Kreacher to a cave by the sea. It was a big rock cave, the one we had just been to."

Hera and Dumbledore looked at each other, exactly as they had guessed.Then, what matters is what comes next.

The sound of Kreacher dying seemed to come from the black water, and they all seemed to have seen the scene at that time, as if they had personally experienced it.

".There is a boat"

Dumbledore nodded. He did notice a boat near the shore, though they hadn't boarded it yet.

"There is a stone-stone basin on the island, full of potions, and the black-dark lord made Kreacher drink."

The elf trembled.

"I'm afraid this has caused irreparable harm to you." Hera sighed, and gently patted Kreacher's head.

"Kreacher drank it, and saw a lot of horrible things while drinking it. Kreacher's internal organs were on fire. Kreacher called Master Regulus to save him, and called the mistress, but the Dark Lord just laughed. He made Kreacher drink up all the potion. He threw a locket into the empty basin. He filled the basin with potion."

"Then the Dark Lord boarded the ship and left, leaving Kreacher on the island."

Hera closed her eyes. He seemed to be able to see the scene. He saw Voldemort's pale snake face disappearing into the darkness, and his red eyes stared grimly at the writhing elf in pain.The elf will die in a few minutes, when it can't resist the potion.
"You are very, very, very brave." Dumbledore just stared at Kreacher, and he used three very words in a row to express his inner shock.

Undoubtedly, the potion used by Voldemort must be the deadliest and deadliest, and Kreacher can still stand in front of them intact at the moment, obviously this is an extremely difficult thing, Kreacher must have considerable courage.

"Kreacher needed water. He crawled to the edge of the island to drink from the black lake. Many hands, dead hands, came out of the water and dragged Kreacher down."

Hera and Dumbledore could only imagine how terrible it would be, and they both held their breath.

"Regulus said he wanted Kreacher to go home," Kreacher said, "He said it," he repeated, "so Kreacher went home"

"So you did what you were ordered to do, didn't you?" asked Dumbledore mildly. "You didn't violate orders at all?"

Kreacher nodded, shaking faster.

"Then what happened after you came back?" Hera asked, if everything went according to what Kreacher said, then Regulus would never have been able to steal the locket!
"Kreacher told Master Regulus that he was very worried, very worried." Kreacher hissed, "Master Regulus told Kreacher to hide and not leave the house. Then... a while later, one night, Regulus came to find Kreacher through the cupboard."

"I'm afraid we all know what happened later." Dumbledore said sadly, picking up the locket on the table.Hera also closed her eyes in pain. He sincerely admired this hero. He made a choice and stood firm, even in the darkest era of the Dark Lord's rule, even if no one knew his name or what he had done.

"Where is his body?" Hera hissed.

"He drank the potion, Klee switched off the locket - watched as Master Regulus was... dragged underwater... and then"

There was a line of tears in the corner of Hera's eye, but no one saw it because he quickly wiped it away.

"Master Regulus." Kreacher huddled on the ground and sobbed softly.

After a long silence, both Dumbledore and Hera were too shocked to speak.

"Master Regulus asked me to destroy it. I tried, but Kreacher couldn't leave a trace on it." The elf said sadly, "Kreacher tried everything, everything, but none, none of them succeeded. There were so many powerful magics on the box, Kreacher believed that it could only be destroyed from the inside, but it couldn't open it. Kreacher punished himself and tried again. Kreacher failed to carry out the order, and Kreacher couldn't destroy the locket! Grandpa disappeared, and Kreacher couldn't tell her what happened, no, because Master Regulus forbade-forbid him to tell his family-family about the rock-cave..."

Kreacher couldn't make a sound, Hera opened his eyes and looked at Kreacher with tears streaming down his face, he said slowly: "It's okay, Kreacher, we will fulfill Regulus' last wish."

"I believe—I believe—that Dumbledore is the greatest wizard, and he will have a way." Kreacher raised his head and looked up at Dumbledore
(End of this chapter)