Chapter 525 Remorse
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Yun Yin Shen
Chapter 525 Remorse
What do you mean?
Blake didn't understand at all.
But he has one thing...he understood from the very beginning, don't try to pry into...what the little wizard in front of him is thinking.
Otherwise you will only drive yourself crazy.
Black looked hesitantly at the pot of emerald green potion.
He always felt that the little wizard was confident about how to break through the evil magic mechanism of the Dark Lord, but...the white phosphorous bomb before, plus the matter of burning the corpse...this guy was also very confident...and then he was sure of it.
Blake still has lingering fears.
Absolutely can't continue according to this guy's idea.
McGuffin became more and more excited as he talked, admiring himself for having such a 'clever' idea.
"...You can open a hole like this at the throat... No, no, or just do this! Well, at the chin... right there, make a slit directly, and then use the transformation technique to make it into a stomach bag for receiving medicine...or something similar..."
"In this way... as soon as it enters the mouth, it flows directly to that chin... the bag under it!!"
"Mr. Black, think about it... If this is the case, wouldn't it perfectly meet the conditions of the mysterious person... that is, drink it without being poisoned or suffering any curse. When we take away the [Horcrux], we can directly cut the stomach pouch and let the liquid return to its original place..."
"Then deform back to its original shape."
McGuffin described his own thoughts with pictures, his face was reflected by the light of the stone basin, which became more and more strange and monster.
Blake couldn't help but retreated two steps in palpitation.
Can humans come up with this?
I was right, this little wizard in front of me must keep Harry away, definitely! !
But what was even more frightening was... After desperately swallowing a few mouthfuls of spit stuck in his throat, Sirius actually discovered that the little wizard's proposal was actually feasible.
This frightened him even more.
I actually agreed with the idea of the little wizard.
FK!
Has his brain and mind been polluted in some way...
When you go back, be sure to check with Dumbledore or Lupine.
Blake thought somewhat desperately.
"Okay...there is no other way." He slowly agreed with a broken jar.
After speaking, Black directly raised his wand, pointed it at his chin, and focused on reciting the spell.
As the magic light flashed, under Black's chin... above the Adam's apple, a thing like a rooster's mouth with red meat began to grow.
It became more and more bulging, and gradually bulged into something like a water bag.
To be honest, the current appearance of Sirius Black is quite ridiculous. He has green marinated egg skulls on his head, and a large flesh-colored water bag on his chin.
As he breathed heavily, the thing continued to expand and deflate.
Blake also knew that his appearance must be ridiculous, so before McGuffin Albert laughed, he immediately put the long spoon into the liquid in the stone basin.
The ladle was full at once, and Blake raised it to his mouth,
Then, drink it all up.
The 'water bag' under Black gradually swelled up, filled with emerald green liquid, and began to sway with his movements.
"Mr. Black? How are you feeling?" McGuffin asked tentatively.
"No...nothing!"
Blake let out two heavy snorts, then showed a disgusted expression, reached the spoon into the stone basin again, scooped out a full spoonful, and drank it.
After silently drinking it for two or three times, he stopped and closed his eyes as if to feel if his body had... something wrong with this potion.
The water bag under the chin was one-fifth full, and it was falling tightly. The McGuffin was afraid that it would be torn directly... The potion was sprinkled on the ground again.
It leads to a waste of half a day's effort.
However, the good news is...
McGuffin stared at the stone basin, just as he expected... those strange potions did not come back into it again.
The potion is missing a layer visible to the naked eye.
Blake opened his eyes, took a look, and seemed to realize that it was really working.
So, he quickly scooped... and poured the medicine into his mouth.
The 'meat bag' swelled up very clearly, like a balloon being gradually filled with water.
When the stone basin was half empty, Black had no choice but to hang the water bag that swelled to the size of a cantaloupe... over the edge of the stone basin to prevent it from being torn directly.
"Mr. Black, it seems that it is not enough... the water bag you created is not big enough!" McGuffin kindly 'tip'.
"Gulu balu... bald..."
Like water bubbling, Black pointed to the water bag under his chin with vague words.
"What, what did you say!"
McGuffin leaned over.
puff--
Black coughed a few times, and the green potion in the water bag sprayed out of his mouth, as if he was choking... part of it splashed directly on McGuffin's face, and part of it seemed to be drunk directly.
Before he had time to accuse McGuffin, the muscles on Black's face twitched, his whole body trembled and he cried weakly, "Water... give me water!"
"Water, of course..."
McGuffin wiped his face in distaste, and then reacted immediately. He raised his wand and pointed at the lake. The lake was surging, and a large water ball was directly suspended and moved in front of them.
(McGuffin remembers that on this small island, the spell to summon clear water doesn't actually work, so only water from the lake can be scooped up...
However, can Blake drink this water? )
Blake hurriedly scooped up a spoonful, put it to his mouth, and drank it.
Seeing Blake gulping down the infernal corpse... and the lake water mixed with the ashes of the wreckage, McGuffin felt nauseated.
For Sirius Black's own good, McGuffin thought it best not to remind him of it.
After drinking a few mouthfuls of lake water, Black put down the spoon, put his hands tightly on the edge of the stone basin again, and said to McGuffin, "Expansion Curse!"
"Albert, enlarge it, or it won't hold it... I really can't cast spells now."
Just a few words left Black out of breath.
His voice was muffled and muffled as if speaking through a water tank.
It took McGuffin a long time to figure out what it meant.
He raised his wand and said, "Zoom up!"
He controlled the magic power, and doubled the size of the 'water bag' under Black's chin.
If it had been ridiculous before, now Black's situation was downright bleak.
The 'water bag' is constantly inflating like a meat ball, under the translucent skin... the layer of flesh and blood is clearly visible... the McGuffin can even have blood vessels under the reflection of the green magic liquid inside... densely surging.
It's like hanging a live meat ball that glows green and is still beating.
Very weird.
Fortunately, Black drank the rest of the magic liquid in the stone basin in one gulp.
He lay on the stone basin.
Blake tried feebly to pick up the golden locket resting on the floor of the stone basin.
It's a pity that every time he moves slightly, the 'flesh-skinned green water bag' on the chin will shake, and the green liquid will be squeezed into his mouth...
He even leaked a few drops of magic liquid from the corner of his mouth.
"Let me do it!"
McGuffin went over to support Blake, picked up the locket from the bottom of the stone basin, placed the only remaining white phosphorus bomb on the bottom of the stone basin, and stuffed the locket into his robe.
After finishing all this, he pointed to the 'water polo' under Sirius' chin and asked, "Mr. Black? Do you want me to dig this thing out for you?"
Black nodded weakly.
Oh!
McGuffin swiped lightly with his wand, and the 'water polo' immediately cracked a gap, and the green magic liquid inside quickly spilled out.
After a while, the stone basin was refilled.
——As the saying goes, courtesy is reciprocal, I hope Voldemort likes the 'little gift' I left him.
Blake was panting heavily, the hole under his chin and tongue... was making a terrible rapid friction sound as he took in a big mouthful of breath.
"Restore as usual!"
After a while, he finally waved his wand to transform himself back into his original state, repaired as before.
Although he didn't drink the potion directly, but because of the previous shaking, a lot of potion was poured into his mouth, and he swallowed several mouthfuls directly.
So Black's face is also extremely pale now, looking very exhausted.
"Go, go back... I'll look at that locket later, I'd better keep my mouth shut now."
Blake looked like he was going to spit it out.
McGuffin didn't say much, and the two returned to the shore like this. Black continued to board the boat, while McGuffin and those Xiaodongs...flyed behind as before.
And so the boat sailed back across the dark water,
All the way was safe and sound, but when we arrived at the crematorium-like bank, Blake finally couldn't help but vomited, bent over and vomited.
After a soft bang, Black jumped out of the boat impatiently and ran towards the arch.
Even without the blood provided by McGuffin, Black directly transformed the wand into a knife, cut open the palm of his hand, and then smeared it on the arch.
It reopened immediately.
McGuffin followed Black to the cave outside,
The air here immediately became fresh. Although there was still a smell of the sea, at least the rancid and burnt smell was gone.
When the arch was sealed again, the disgusting smells from behind were no longer coming, which made Blake's situation much better.
After vomiting for a while, Sirius tried his best to support his body, and stood up tremblingly again.
"Fluorescent flashes!"
He lit up a [Fluorescent Curse], illuminating everything around him extremely brightly.
The turbid sea water is reflected shimmeringly...
"Albert, let's confirm that locket?" Black's voice was rarely so sharp, and it seemed that his success in obtaining the [Horcrux] made him feel much happier.
"Oh."
McGuffin took it out of his pocket and spread it on the palm of his hand.
It's a golden octagonal box linked by a silver chain...
However, it looks a bit cheap, not like a Slytherin heritage treasure.
Of course McGuffin knew it was a fake, and the real one was still in the old house of Little Sky Lanxing's family, kept by the house elf named Kreacher.
Blake picked it up excitedly, studying the 'Horcrux' intently.
But gradually he realized that something was wrong.
This thing doesn't give people that extremely evil feeling.
There are no evil spirits attached to it, or any magic.
Blake hurriedly took out the roll of parchment that Dumbledore gave to the two in his pocket, and took it out again.
The parchment was suspended in the air, and after flying around the locket a few times, it pointed to the arch again.
"how is this possible?"
"MacGuffin Albert... What's the matter? Didn't you take it?" Black asked sternly.
"Really, it's true. You saw it with your own eyes. I picked it up from the bottom of the stone basin." McGuffin said hastily.
Blake staggered a bit, then hurriedly stood still, squinting his eyes and carefully recalling the scene at that time.
After confirming that the McGuffin took out this thing from there,
He hastily checked the locket over and over again.
— click!
I don't know if I touched the button switch.
The lid of the locket popped open.
It was just stuffed with a folded piece of parchment.
Blake hurriedly took out the parchment, and read it aloud with the [Fluorescent Curse]:
To the Dark Lord
I'm dead long before you read this,
But I want you to know that I discovered your secret.
I stole the real Horcrux and intend to destroy it as soon as possible.
I'm willing to risk my life, but I hope that when you meet your opponent
can be killed.
RAB
--boom!
Blake directly pinched the small piece of paper, and knelt down on the stone floor of the cave.
"RAB...RAB..."
He chanted these words slowly, faster and faster, and his tone became more sad and desperate, as if he remembered something, then picked up the letter with a face of disbelief, and re-read it with trembling hands.
"No, it's not true, it's not true," Black murmured, looking back at the arch on the rock face.
"--Do not!"
"Reculus Arcturus Black... RAB... Regulus!"
Finally, Sirius Black, he hissed the name at the top of his lungs.
Until his voice was hoarse, as if broken, he was still roaring.
He held the parchment tightly, staggering as he prepared to pass through the arch again.
But then he remembered something again.
McGuffin also immediately remembered,
On the shore of the burning corpse, the remains left by those ghost corpses.
Regulus, Sirius' younger brother, seems to be in there too.
McGuffin just remembered that there was such a thing.
Shir!
I would have known such a bad idea a long time ago.
McGuffin was now full of regret.
"Reculus!"
Black's face was ashen ashes, his eyes fixed on McGuffin, bloodshot and angry.
"No...it's not like that. Regulus, silly boy...no, you shouldn't be like this." He muttered to himself, his face contorted in pain, and Black wanted to deny his guess.
The wound that was cut on the palm of the hand before gradually soaked the parchment red.
Seeing this, Black hurriedly changed it to the other hand, and then wiped the palm of his hand carelessly.
But this little pain was far less than the pain of tearing his heart.
He hugged his head, holding that shiny scalp tightly.
"Ah—" he roared like a beast, which contained his own remorse and despair.
Sirius Black finally fell to his knees on the ground, holding his head and retching continuously, as if vomiting everything in his heart, including his soul.
(End of this chapter)
What do you mean?
Blake didn't understand at all.
But he has one thing...he understood from the very beginning, don't try to pry into...what the little wizard in front of him is thinking.
Otherwise you will only drive yourself crazy.
Black looked hesitantly at the pot of emerald green potion.
He always felt that the little wizard was confident about how to break through the evil magic mechanism of the Dark Lord, but...the white phosphorous bomb before, plus the matter of burning the corpse...this guy was also very confident...and then he was sure of it.
Blake still has lingering fears.
Absolutely can't continue according to this guy's idea.
McGuffin became more and more excited as he talked, admiring himself for having such a 'clever' idea.
"...You can open a hole like this at the throat... No, no, or just do this! Well, at the chin... right there, make a slit directly, and then use the transformation technique to make it into a stomach bag for receiving medicine...or something similar..."
"In this way... as soon as it enters the mouth, it flows directly to that chin... the bag under it!!"
"Mr. Black, think about it... If this is the case, wouldn't it perfectly meet the conditions of the mysterious person... that is, drink it without being poisoned or suffering any curse. When we take away the [Horcrux], we can directly cut the stomach pouch and let the liquid return to its original place..."
"Then deform back to its original shape."
McGuffin described his own thoughts with pictures, his face was reflected by the light of the stone basin, which became more and more strange and monster.
Blake couldn't help but retreated two steps in palpitation.
Can humans come up with this?
I was right, this little wizard in front of me must keep Harry away, definitely! !
But what was even more frightening was... After desperately swallowing a few mouthfuls of spit stuck in his throat, Sirius actually discovered that the little wizard's proposal was actually feasible.
This frightened him even more.
I actually agreed with the idea of the little wizard.
FK!
Has his brain and mind been polluted in some way...
When you go back, be sure to check with Dumbledore or Lupine.
Blake thought somewhat desperately.
"Okay...there is no other way." He slowly agreed with a broken jar.
After speaking, Black directly raised his wand, pointed it at his chin, and focused on reciting the spell.
As the magic light flashed, under Black's chin... above the Adam's apple, a thing like a rooster's mouth with red meat began to grow.
It became more and more bulging, and gradually bulged into something like a water bag.
To be honest, the current appearance of Sirius Black is quite ridiculous. He has green marinated egg skulls on his head, and a large flesh-colored water bag on his chin.
As he breathed heavily, the thing continued to expand and deflate.
Blake also knew that his appearance must be ridiculous, so before McGuffin Albert laughed, he immediately put the long spoon into the liquid in the stone basin.
The ladle was full at once, and Blake raised it to his mouth,
Then, drink it all up.
The 'water bag' under Black gradually swelled up, filled with emerald green liquid, and began to sway with his movements.
"Mr. Black? How are you feeling?" McGuffin asked tentatively.
"No...nothing!"
Blake let out two heavy snorts, then showed a disgusted expression, reached the spoon into the stone basin again, scooped out a full spoonful, and drank it.
After silently drinking it for two or three times, he stopped and closed his eyes as if to feel if his body had... something wrong with this potion.
The water bag under the chin was one-fifth full, and it was falling tightly. The McGuffin was afraid that it would be torn directly... The potion was sprinkled on the ground again.
It leads to a waste of half a day's effort.
However, the good news is...
McGuffin stared at the stone basin, just as he expected... those strange potions did not come back into it again.
The potion is missing a layer visible to the naked eye.
Blake opened his eyes, took a look, and seemed to realize that it was really working.
So, he quickly scooped... and poured the medicine into his mouth.
The 'meat bag' swelled up very clearly, like a balloon being gradually filled with water.
When the stone basin was half empty, Black had no choice but to hang the water bag that swelled to the size of a cantaloupe... over the edge of the stone basin to prevent it from being torn directly.
"Mr. Black, it seems that it is not enough... the water bag you created is not big enough!" McGuffin kindly 'tip'.
"Gulu balu... bald..."
Like water bubbling, Black pointed to the water bag under his chin with vague words.
"What, what did you say!"
McGuffin leaned over.
puff--
Black coughed a few times, and the green potion in the water bag sprayed out of his mouth, as if he was choking... part of it splashed directly on McGuffin's face, and part of it seemed to be drunk directly.
Before he had time to accuse McGuffin, the muscles on Black's face twitched, his whole body trembled and he cried weakly, "Water... give me water!"
"Water, of course..."
McGuffin wiped his face in distaste, and then reacted immediately. He raised his wand and pointed at the lake. The lake was surging, and a large water ball was directly suspended and moved in front of them.
(McGuffin remembers that on this small island, the spell to summon clear water doesn't actually work, so only water from the lake can be scooped up...
However, can Blake drink this water? )
Blake hurriedly scooped up a spoonful, put it to his mouth, and drank it.
Seeing Blake gulping down the infernal corpse... and the lake water mixed with the ashes of the wreckage, McGuffin felt nauseated.
For Sirius Black's own good, McGuffin thought it best not to remind him of it.
After drinking a few mouthfuls of lake water, Black put down the spoon, put his hands tightly on the edge of the stone basin again, and said to McGuffin, "Expansion Curse!"
"Albert, enlarge it, or it won't hold it... I really can't cast spells now."
Just a few words left Black out of breath.
His voice was muffled and muffled as if speaking through a water tank.
It took McGuffin a long time to figure out what it meant.
He raised his wand and said, "Zoom up!"
He controlled the magic power, and doubled the size of the 'water bag' under Black's chin.
If it had been ridiculous before, now Black's situation was downright bleak.
The 'water bag' is constantly inflating like a meat ball, under the translucent skin... the layer of flesh and blood is clearly visible... the McGuffin can even have blood vessels under the reflection of the green magic liquid inside... densely surging.
It's like hanging a live meat ball that glows green and is still beating.
Very weird.
Fortunately, Black drank the rest of the magic liquid in the stone basin in one gulp.
He lay on the stone basin.
Blake tried feebly to pick up the golden locket resting on the floor of the stone basin.
It's a pity that every time he moves slightly, the 'flesh-skinned green water bag' on the chin will shake, and the green liquid will be squeezed into his mouth...
He even leaked a few drops of magic liquid from the corner of his mouth.
"Let me do it!"
McGuffin went over to support Blake, picked up the locket from the bottom of the stone basin, placed the only remaining white phosphorus bomb on the bottom of the stone basin, and stuffed the locket into his robe.
After finishing all this, he pointed to the 'water polo' under Sirius' chin and asked, "Mr. Black? Do you want me to dig this thing out for you?"
Black nodded weakly.
Oh!
McGuffin swiped lightly with his wand, and the 'water polo' immediately cracked a gap, and the green magic liquid inside quickly spilled out.
After a while, the stone basin was refilled.
——As the saying goes, courtesy is reciprocal, I hope Voldemort likes the 'little gift' I left him.
Blake was panting heavily, the hole under his chin and tongue... was making a terrible rapid friction sound as he took in a big mouthful of breath.
"Restore as usual!"
After a while, he finally waved his wand to transform himself back into his original state, repaired as before.
Although he didn't drink the potion directly, but because of the previous shaking, a lot of potion was poured into his mouth, and he swallowed several mouthfuls directly.
So Black's face is also extremely pale now, looking very exhausted.
"Go, go back... I'll look at that locket later, I'd better keep my mouth shut now."
Blake looked like he was going to spit it out.
McGuffin didn't say much, and the two returned to the shore like this. Black continued to board the boat, while McGuffin and those Xiaodongs...flyed behind as before.
And so the boat sailed back across the dark water,
All the way was safe and sound, but when we arrived at the crematorium-like bank, Blake finally couldn't help but vomited, bent over and vomited.
After a soft bang, Black jumped out of the boat impatiently and ran towards the arch.
Even without the blood provided by McGuffin, Black directly transformed the wand into a knife, cut open the palm of his hand, and then smeared it on the arch.
It reopened immediately.
McGuffin followed Black to the cave outside,
The air here immediately became fresh. Although there was still a smell of the sea, at least the rancid and burnt smell was gone.
When the arch was sealed again, the disgusting smells from behind were no longer coming, which made Blake's situation much better.
After vomiting for a while, Sirius tried his best to support his body, and stood up tremblingly again.
"Fluorescent flashes!"
He lit up a [Fluorescent Curse], illuminating everything around him extremely brightly.
The turbid sea water is reflected shimmeringly...
"Albert, let's confirm that locket?" Black's voice was rarely so sharp, and it seemed that his success in obtaining the [Horcrux] made him feel much happier.
"Oh."
McGuffin took it out of his pocket and spread it on the palm of his hand.
It's a golden octagonal box linked by a silver chain...
However, it looks a bit cheap, not like a Slytherin heritage treasure.
Of course McGuffin knew it was a fake, and the real one was still in the old house of Little Sky Lanxing's family, kept by the house elf named Kreacher.
Blake picked it up excitedly, studying the 'Horcrux' intently.
But gradually he realized that something was wrong.
This thing doesn't give people that extremely evil feeling.
There are no evil spirits attached to it, or any magic.
Blake hurriedly took out the roll of parchment that Dumbledore gave to the two in his pocket, and took it out again.
The parchment was suspended in the air, and after flying around the locket a few times, it pointed to the arch again.
"how is this possible?"
"MacGuffin Albert... What's the matter? Didn't you take it?" Black asked sternly.
"Really, it's true. You saw it with your own eyes. I picked it up from the bottom of the stone basin." McGuffin said hastily.
Blake staggered a bit, then hurriedly stood still, squinting his eyes and carefully recalling the scene at that time.
After confirming that the McGuffin took out this thing from there,
He hastily checked the locket over and over again.
— click!
I don't know if I touched the button switch.
The lid of the locket popped open.
It was just stuffed with a folded piece of parchment.
Blake hurriedly took out the parchment, and read it aloud with the [Fluorescent Curse]:
To the Dark Lord
I'm dead long before you read this,
But I want you to know that I discovered your secret.
I stole the real Horcrux and intend to destroy it as soon as possible.
I'm willing to risk my life, but I hope that when you meet your opponent
can be killed.
RAB
--boom!
Blake directly pinched the small piece of paper, and knelt down on the stone floor of the cave.
"RAB...RAB..."
He chanted these words slowly, faster and faster, and his tone became more sad and desperate, as if he remembered something, then picked up the letter with a face of disbelief, and re-read it with trembling hands.
"No, it's not true, it's not true," Black murmured, looking back at the arch on the rock face.
"--Do not!"
"Reculus Arcturus Black... RAB... Regulus!"
Finally, Sirius Black, he hissed the name at the top of his lungs.
Until his voice was hoarse, as if broken, he was still roaring.
He held the parchment tightly, staggering as he prepared to pass through the arch again.
But then he remembered something again.
McGuffin also immediately remembered,
On the shore of the burning corpse, the remains left by those ghost corpses.
Regulus, Sirius' younger brother, seems to be in there too.
McGuffin just remembered that there was such a thing.
Shir!
I would have known such a bad idea a long time ago.
McGuffin was now full of regret.
"Reculus!"
Black's face was ashen ashes, his eyes fixed on McGuffin, bloodshot and angry.
"No...it's not like that. Regulus, silly boy...no, you shouldn't be like this." He muttered to himself, his face contorted in pain, and Black wanted to deny his guess.
The wound that was cut on the palm of the hand before gradually soaked the parchment red.
Seeing this, Black hurriedly changed it to the other hand, and then wiped the palm of his hand carelessly.
But this little pain was far less than the pain of tearing his heart.
He hugged his head, holding that shiny scalp tightly.
"Ah—" he roared like a beast, which contained his own remorse and despair.
Sirius Black finally fell to his knees on the ground, holding his head and retching continuously, as if vomiting everything in his heart, including his soul.
(End of this chapter)
