Harry Potter and the Great Old Ones

Chapter 227 Killing and Punishing the Heart

"Are you happy, Blake?"

After the video finished playing, Tierra walked over to Sirius, who was kneeling, bent down, and brought her mouth close to Sirius's ear, then asked:
"Are you happy, Blake? Are you happy? Your idiot brother is finally dead. Your idiot brother will finally stop stupidly following you around. Are you happy?"

Sirius Black knelt on the ground, silent, tears streaming uncontrollably down his face, forming two small streams.

“Regulus…Regulus isn’t an idiot…” Sirius said with difficulty, “I’m the idiot…I’m the idiot…”

Sirius cried in a hoarse voice.

"Yes, it is you!" Tiera's voice suddenly turned stern. "It was you who killed him!"

“You are his brother, you are the person he admires, you are blood brothers!” Tiera said, “So no matter what happens, he should talk to you, he should seek your help and advice, you should be his strongest support!”

"But what about you?"

“But you abandoned him,” Tierra said. “You were too engrossed in your own little group. Did you ever think that there was a younger brother behind you, looking up to you and aspiring to be like you?”

"Do you think Regulus joined the Death Eaters? Why would a sixteen-year-old boy volunteer to join such a terrifying and brutal organization when even your parents were hesitant?"

“He longs for a family, he longs for his family’s approval,” Tierra said.

"Then guess what Regulus was thinking as he lay dying? What was he saying as he was being dragged into the deep, dark, and icy lake by those infernals?"

“He has never received any love from his parents in his life,” Tierra said. “His parents only wanted him to be outstanding and to shoulder the responsibilities of the Black family. They never cared about Regulus Black as a person.”

"He's never had love in his life, nor have he made many friends. You can't expect him to gain friendships among Death Eaters, can you?"

“He only has you,” Tierra said. “He only has you as his older brother!”

"Do you think he'll call your name on his deathbed?" Tierra said maliciously. "Will he...?"

“Oh, brother, oh, brother…” Tierra said in a affected tone, “Can you imagine? Regulus Black, a boy not even twenty years old, lying at the bottom of the dark lake with a group of filthy, disgusting, stinking corpses. His last bit of consciousness, his last fleeting glance, was given to the older brother he admired, but who did not give him any warmth in return.”

"Enough!" Sirius suddenly roared, "Enough! Stop talking!"

"Give me the locket! Give me the locket!" Sirius suddenly lunged forward, tackled Tierra to the ground, grabbed her by the neck with both hands, and forced her head to the ground—

"Give it back! Give me back the locket!" Sirius roared.

"Hehehe..." Tiera chuckled, "For you?"

"What good would it do you? What could you possibly do with it?"

"Can you destroy it, or destroy Voldemort?"

"You're still the same as before! You haven't improved at all; you're impulsive, reckless, and foolish!"

“If you want it, then come and take it. Then come and kill me,” Tierra said. “Come and cut open my belly to take it!”

"Your recklessness, arrogance, and stupidity have hurt your brother, hurt your best friend, and now... are you going to hurt your godson too?" Tierra said with a smile. "You know better than anyone how Harry feels about me. Think about it, Mr. Black, if you kill me, how will Harry treat you, hmm?"

"Even if you clear your name and exonerate yourself, even if Harry knows I used extremely evil dark magic, so what?" Tierra laughed wildly. "Come on, come and kill me. Let's see if Harry will kill you after he knows the truth, let's see if you will be wiped out by your own godson!"

Sirius pinched Tiera's neck hard for a while, then gradually released it and slumped to the ground in despair.

“You’re a devil,” Sirius said after a while.

“Of course.” Tierra stood up, straightened her collar, and said:
"Only the devil can defeat the devil. In order to defeat Voldemort, I had to delve into dangerous magic, and I had to become a devil myself."

“I toil in darkness, but serve the light,” Tierra said.

"So you're planning to destroy it? You're planning to destroy this... thing?" Sirius asked.

“Of course,” Tierra replied.

"What...what is this thing?" Sirius asked again.

“I can’t tell you now,” Tierra said, “but I can tell you that this is something that is related to Voldemort’s life. Destroying it is equivalent to destroying a part of Voldemort’s power.”

"How do you plan to destroy it?"

“Fire, or the basilisk’s fangs, are the two known things that could destroy it,” Tiera said. “But I won’t destroy it now.”

"why?"

“Because that would be too wasteful,” Tierra said. “Just imagine, if, if Voldemort and Dumbledore were to clash, two powerful wizards locked in a fierce battle, and I…”

"What do you think will happen if you destroy this thing?"

"Voldemort will... will be killed!" Sirius's eyes lit up as he stood up and said.

“Yes,” Tierra said, “so I hope you can keep this a secret for now.”

"Why?" Sirius asked.

“Because I don’t trust you,” Tierra said. “To be precise, I don’t trust your recklessness.”

"It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that this item was practically indispensable to Voldemort, something he depended on for life and death."

“For example, if I tell you now, and you tell others, and those others tell others… and eventually it reaches Voldemort’s ears…” Tyella said, “then in the end… if it reaches Voldemort’s ears…”

“Then our biggest secret weapon against him has become useless,” Tierra said, then reached out her hand to Sirius Black, who was slumped on the ground.

Golden flames ignited in Tiera's hands.

“So I would like to make a second offer to you, Mr. Black,” Tierra said, the golden flames illuminating her seemingly harmless smiling face.

“You promise to keep today’s conversation a secret, and you’ll give me a third of the Black family’s fortune,” Tierra said with a smile. “And I can assure you that I won’t harm Harry, won’t report you to anyone, and…”

"At the same time, I can promise you that, given the opportunity, I will help you retrieve Regulus Black's body from that dark cave... so that he may rest in peace..."

"Let him go home..."

(End of this chapter)