Hogwarts: The Cat Wizard of the Moving Castle.

Chapter 240 If (page 12)

Drink up that potion alone.

Mu En has only taken one sip of the potion so far, so he knows how much thought Riddle put into that potion.

It is no exaggeration to say that Riddle's idea that "if there are many people ferrying people on the ferry due to lack of strength, no one can pass through his backhand" is not without purpose.

That potion is indeed terrifying.

And just like what Klee said in his words, drinking the potion alone was something that Dumbledore could not do either.

It's not that we have to compete in terms of willpower. After all, Dumbledore still has a way out. He can't risk his life, and he doesn't need to push himself to the limit of human nature psychologically. But Regulus's actions

Soon, Mu En figured out the reason.

He was afraid that if he prayed to the house elf, due to the master-servant relationship, Kreacher would inevitably listen to his "nonsense" after drinking the potion.

So when it came to drinking the medicine, he was the only one to do it alone, at the cost of his life and with the purest willpower.

Kreacher knelt on the ground, sobbing completely, holding his huge head with two thin hands and pushing it towards the ground.

"Kreacher, don't!" Hermione's face was full of sorrow. She squatted on the ground, trying to stop the other party's self-mutilation behavior.

"Mr. Black, please make him stop," she begged.

Hermione supported him, and he immediately fell backwards as if he was electrocuted, shrinking back on the floor: "You rude Mudblood, don't touch me." He screamed.

Then, he grabbed a candlestick under the table and knocked it on his head, clang clang——

"Bad Kreacher! Stupid Kreacher! Can't fulfill the master's orders.

I tried all the methods, all the methods, but none of them succeeded. There were so many powerful magics on the box, and Kreacher believed that it could only be destroyed from the inside, but it couldn't be opened. Kreacher failed to execute the order. Kreacher can't destroy the locket! The mistress went mad with grief, because Master Regulus was missing, and Kreacher could not tell her what had happened, not because Master Regulus had forbidden him to tell his family what happened in the cave."

"Mr. Black!"

"Everything is petrified -" Harry's hand flashed with light, directly immobilizing Kreacher. He looked at Hermione gently, helped her up, and said gently: "Let Sirius focus on his family."

Only then did Hermione see Sirius. She had been squatting below and couldn't see the expressions of the people above.

At this time, Sirius had his elbows on the table, his face covered with his palms, and he could only hear the heavy breathing underneath.

Suddenly, Hermione's breath froze, and she suddenly realized how stupid she had been just now. It was clear that Sirius had just found out about the death of her dearest relative, but she was just yelling about herself.

"I'm sorry." She whispered shyly.

Rarely, no one said - don't mind, don't apologize or anything like that.

The little witch's face was red and steam seemed to be coming out.

"You didn't do anything wrong." Harry said softly. He didn't want to disturb the adults: "It's just that we have to look at 'people' after all."

The little witch suddenly buried her head on Harry's body, and Harry was immediately frightened and opened his hands, not knowing how to react.

After a while, the little witch raised her head again, and there was nothing but red eyes.

She just wanted to adjust her mood and did not cry. This strong little witch knew that she was the stupid one and she should not and had no right to cry.

Mu En was playing with the locket in his hand. To his disappointment, the locket had no special power. If it had any meaning, he didn't see it yet.

An honor passed down from generation to generation in an ancient family? Like an ancient crown in a museum.

Only from this perspective, Mu En could see the reason why Riddle chose him as the Horcrux.

But Kreacher was right about some of his words. There really was a powerful protective spell in it - a protective spell in addition to the toughness of the Horcrux.

However, this is nothing.

It was at this moment that Sirius finally let go of his hand. He wiped his face fiercely, his eyes were red, took a deep breath, and then exhaled heavily.

"I can't accept it." He said weakly.

"This is indeed Riddle's Horcrux." Moon said, and at the same time took out a locket, placed it on the table, and slowly pushed it towards Sirius.

Sirius grabbed the locket with trembling hands, and then he fumbled with the locket clumsily like a child playing with a toy.

After a long while, he opened the locket and saw the note inside.

To the Dark Lord, I am willing to die in the hope that you will be killed when you meet your opponent.RAB"

He knew this handwriting, the square characters and the pretentious and somewhat exaggerated symbol tail. This was Regulus's handwriting.

He put down the box and the note, stood up and held on to the chair, turning his back to everyone, leaving only a figure with his head hanging from his back.

"Dumbledore and I found this in that cave." Moon said, "During this time, we have been looking for who this RAB is."

"It's all Kreacher's fault! Kreacher failed his master and failed to destroy this pendant."

Kreacher broke free from Harry's spell again and began to cry.

"I can't blame you." Mu En said: "Only with a magic spell that involves the soul, or the most extreme special attribute attack, can a Horcrux be destroyed."

Harry raised his ears, knowing the words were being spoken to him.

As he spoke, a blue-purple flame appeared on Mu En's hand. It was not hot, but instead sputtered out a little starlight.

Crack--crack!

The locket suddenly trembled violently, and black air emitted from it, turning into twisted, noseless faces in the air, like shouts.

As the flames burned, black oil gradually emerged from the locket, making a sizzling sound. The entire house was affected by an inexplicable effect and shook.

At this moment, Harry's scar suddenly felt severe pain, and in the haze, scenes flashed before his eyes——

Moon turned her head and saw Hermione supporting Harry.

"Looks like you saw something."

Facing the worried looks surrounding him, Harry took his hand back from his forehead, fighting back a cold sweat.

"No, I'm fine."

Mu En looked at it for a moment, then nodded.

After a while, the soul fragments in the locket had been dissipated. Mu En placed it on the table, then pushed it gently, and the locket flew towards the table, forming a parabola in mid-air and falling. In Kreacher's hands.

"The mission is over, can you be quiet now?"

Kreacher's breathing gradually became heavier. He looked at the locket in disbelief: "Master Regulus' mission is completed. The locket has been destroyed."

His body suddenly began to tremble, and he suddenly crawled towards Mu En, as if his target was going straight to his calves, or maybe his shoes? !