Sifels Cliveden

Voldemort, who was tied up with a thick rope and thrown in a corner, slowly woke up. The moment he woke up, he found that he didn't seem to feel the slightest wave of magic power. Could it be... no!impossible!There's no way he could suddenly become a Squib, it's impossible!Even though his sanity had almost disappeared with the multiple cuttings of his soul, but as a Dark Lord who still makes ordinary people turn pale, he still forcibly calmed himself down by virtue of his strong self-control.Then I found that my magic power was still there, but it was imprisoned in my body by something.

Voldemort opened his blood-red vertical pupils, and quickly looked at the dimly lit, undecorated, simple space. After struggling with the unshakable thick rope, he had to admit that he had just been resurrected and was imprisoned in a place that could A strange place where magic is confined.Wait, a place where magic can be confined... Voldemort narrowed his eyes and thought for a while, opened his lips and teeth slightly, and let out a hoarse and ugly voice like the hiss of a snake, "Nurmengarde! Damn Grindelwald... ..." He couldn't figure out why the previous demon king who had been hiding for decades would suddenly capture him, and it was when he was just resurrected and had no time to do anything!damn it!

"Squeak..." The old wooden door was pulled open from the outside, and the outside light rushed in through the crack of the door, illuminating the entire empty room.

"Are you awake?" A black-robed wizard came in with something in his hand, crouched in front of the gloomy Voldemort, ignoring the increasingly ferocious expression on his face, stretched out his hand and squeezed his mouth open, and squeezed the Voldemort held in the other hand. The medicine was forcibly poured in.Although a lot of potion was wasted due to Voldemort's struggle during the filling process, he also inadvertently swallowed a lot of potion.You must know that this is a blood tonic that has added a lot of concentrated veritaserum. It only takes a small sip for the veritaserum to exert its maximum effect, not to mention that he took more than one sip.

Now that the person has woken up and drank the medicine, the next step is to "extort a confession by torture". Although Muggles can't use magic, they still have a lot to learn from wizards when it comes to interrogating people.As a result, Voldemort, who could not use magic and was given Veritaserum, was easily tricked out of the hiding places of other Horcruxes, including the boa constrictor.When they learned that the snake was also one of the Horcruxes, they couldn't help but feel lucky that they didn't forget to take the snake away in the chaos at that time, just in case, otherwise they would have to search for snakes all over London.

Mr. Steward and the others divided into groups to obtain the python Nagini, the Hufflepuff Gold Cup, the Ravenclaw Crown, the Cursed Resurrection Stone Ring, and the Slytherin Pendant Box that had been transferred earlier.

Probably because the first Horcrux destroyed was the diary that Voldemort handed over to the Malfoy family for safekeeping, so when all the known Horcruxes gathered, they also subconsciously chose to gather at the Malfoy family.

In addition to Cadillac, Mr. Butler, Mr. and Mrs. Lucius, and Mr. Principal, there was also the Dean who focused on the study of a weapon powerful enough to destroy Horcruxes.Several people were sitting around a large round table, on which were disposed horcruxes. Of course, the boa constrictor Nagini had been burned to ashes in the flames of the devil, so in its place, there was a holding ashes.The question they need to discuss now is who is the RAB who took the real Slytherin locket.

"Wait, you said that the note in the fake pendant box was signed RAB?" Narcissa, who had been acting as a crowd of onlookers, suddenly interrupted a few people who were discussing in full swing, "Actually, I know One of them has the abbreviation RAB, but I don't know if it's the one you're looking for..."

Lucius was stunned for a while, the people Narcissa knew had gone through all the names starting with R in his mind, but he still didn't think of who that person was, so he humbly asked, "Who is that? Let’s talk about it, maybe it’s the person we’re looking for.”

"My cousin, Regulus." Narcissa paused and turned to look at Lucius, "Maybe you remember that Regulus' full name is Regulus Arcturus Black , the abbreviation of his name happened to be RAB, and during that time, because of Sirius, Regulus was sent to that person by his parents, and he suddenly lost news without warning, I I think it might have something to do with this pendant box..."

"What you said is indeed possible..." Lucius nodded, "Then if it was really Regulus, where would he hide the locket...Sissy, do you still remember Regulus? Was there anyone in particular whom Ruth trusted at the time?"

"Hmm..." Narcissa thought about it carefully, and then shook helplessly under the expectant eyes of several people.

"Alas..." x4, the aloof headmaster pursed his lips, and gave them a cold sideways glance, childish!

"However, at least we have a direction to look for. Thank you for the information you provided, which is very important." Mr. Principal thanked him with a smile.

Narcissa nodded reservedly, then, as if she suddenly remembered something, she turned her head to look at the dean, "Severus, didn't Regulus have a good relationship with you when he was still in school?"

"Hmph, it's just a casual acquaintance." The dean snorted indifferently, and said unintentionally, "He has a very good relationship with that ugly house elf."

"House-elf? Which house-elf?" Cadiak looked at him in confusion.

"The one from the Black family, if he is still alive, maybe you can talk to him about the old days." The headmaster looked at them impatiently after speaking, "If there is nothing else, I will go back to school. My potion is still there. wait for me."

"Kreacher!" Narcissa yelled suddenly, "Snap!" A house elf wearing an old pillowcase with the Black family crest sewn on it appeared in front of several people, because Narcissa was also from the Black family before she got married. Yes, so even if she is married, she is still the master of Kreacher, so as long as she calls out, Kreacher will appear here.

"Oh! Master Narcissa has called Kreacher. May I ask what Master asked Kreacher to do?" Kreacher's voice sounded much worse than other house elves' voices, probably because of his age. Well, in addition to being sharp and ugly, there is also some hoarseness.

"Kreacher, do you remember Regulus?" Narcissa asked directly.

"Oh! Oh, how could I forget the kind little master Regulus! The little master is the kindest and kindest master Kreacher has ever met... He is so beautiful..." Kreacher sat on the ground while talking Weeping loudly, banging his head on the floor forcefully while crying, he also yelled something vaguely, "Kreacher is sorry for the little master, Kreacher is useless and did not do what the little master ordered..." and so on .

"Stop!" Lucius yelled, "Kreacher, I order you to stop!"

Even though he was reluctant, Kreacher stopped and stared at Lucius suspiciously with his big round eyes that were still dripping with tears.

"Kreacher, take a look at this." Lucius had a flash of inspiration, picked up the pendant box on the table, and held it in front of Kreacher, "Have you seen this at Regulus' place? I ordered You tell the truth."

"Look, I've seen it... Kreacher has seen it!" Kreacher snatched the locket from Lucius's hand, held it in his arms and continued to cry.

Lucius pinched his forehead that was aching from the quarrel, and motioned for Narcissa to ask about Regulus and the locket.

In order not to disturb a few people, Narcissa called Kreacher to the side and asked in a low voice, and asked Kreacher to control the volume as soon as she opened her mouth, and then learned from Kreacher what happened back then in a half-forced and half-consoled way. fact.

When getting the real Slytherin locket from Kreacher's hand, several people's hearts were inevitably heavy, especially Narcissa, who loved this little cousin, had already been interrupted by Kreacher's intermittent narration. , fell into Lucius' arms and wept uncontrollably.

Mr. Housekeeper, who had been sitting silently, suddenly took out his double-sided mirror, and the gemstones on it were flickering non-stop. After the input magic power was switched on, Sifels' figure appeared in the mirror.

"Good evening, Father."

"Good evening, Schiffer..." Before the housekeeper finished speaking, Cadillac squeezed over, "Hey! Schiffer, good evening~ and Dad!"

"Hey, good evening, Dad. Dad, I contacted you all of a sudden because I suddenly thought of something that Herney had inadvertently mentioned a long time ago." Sifels looked helplessly at the silly dad who had a strong sense of presence. With a glance, he continued, "A few days ago, you said that the matter of the horcrux is almost resolved, and there is a living horcrux in it. It is a python, right?"

"Yes. It's already a handful of ashes now." Mr. Steward nodded, and the others were all quiet, listening to the conversation between the two.

"It's like this. Herney mentioned to me before that for a long time, Potter often had nightmares. Every time he would dream of Voldemort, and the scar on his forehead would be accompanied by severe pain...so I I wondered, when Voldemort wanted to kill Potter but was rebounded by Avada, would a tiny fragment of his soul enter that scar without his own knowledge, making Potter a It's..." Horcruxes...

"...Sifer, do you have any basis? If it's just nightmares and scar pain..." Cadiak asked uncertainly.

"He dreamed that Voldemort let the boa constrictor kill an old man during the summer vacation. I later learned from the saints that a gardener named Frank did die during that time, and the exact time of death was indeed Bo Especially when I have nightmares, the next few times are also when Voldemort's mood swings are relatively violent." Sifels looked down at the information collected by others, and looked up at the two-way mirror, "I will give the information to You, father, where are you now?"

"Malfoy Manor."

"Okay, please wait a moment, then I will remove the magic power first." After finishing speaking, Sifels turned off the double-sided mirror, turned around and walked to the fireplace, and passed the paper documents with the fireproof charm through the Floo network into the fireplace at Malfoy Manor.

"So, we have another problem that we can't solve at will?" Lucius threw the information in front of the stern-looking Mr. Principal angrily, "The savior you cultivated, you solve it, the great Dumbledore headmaster."

"...Alas..." Mr. Principal sighed, picked up the documents, turned around and walked to the fireplace, "I want to go back and check it carefully for Harry, you can continue to discuss..." The back looked like he had aged instantly Quite a lot, he can't arbitrarily decide the life and death of an innocent child, but this is related to the magic world...

The dean followed behind the principal and left here without saying a word. The child he has been forced to protect is Voldemort's Horcrux? !He thinks he needs a bottle of spirits now!

Mr. Housekeeper raised his eyebrows, pulled the Cadillac and stood up to say goodbye. Would he like to tell his uncle who is "playing around" that someone needs his help very much right now?Regarding the magic of the soul, Gellert seems to be quite good at it...

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