Chapter 897 Voldemort's Evil Taste

The lake surface returned to calm, with only occasional small bubbles rising from the bottom.

The terrifying aura from Vincent did not dissipate, but instead grew little by little over time.

Dumbledore sighed again and placed the body steadily on the ground.

Sirius was originally wondering why he would bring back a corpse, until he saw that extremely familiar face.

"He...it turns out he died here."

Sirius half-knelt in front of the body, "Thank you, Albus, thank you for bringing him back."

Harry looked at the body of the handsome boy and found that he looked a bit like his godfather.

"You fool..." Sirius reached out and stroked the scratched forehead of the corpse with a sad face.

"I told you long ago that those people are cruel and have no moral bottom line. You didn't listen to me and insisted on following them. You asked for this fate in the end."

Harry thought of a man who had followed Voldemort in his early days.

His name is Regulus Black, and he is Sirius's biological brother.

If the elder brother is the outlier in the family, then he is the perfect heir to the family.

Graduated from Slytherin House, smart and knowledgeable, a staunch supporter of pure-blood doctrine.

Unfortunately, like his cousin Bellatrix, he chose the wrong path and eventually died in a black lake that exuded an ominous aura.

Sirius didn't remain sad for too long. He quickly stood up and thanked Dumbledore again.

No matter what, he and Regulus were brothers with the same blood, so he had to bring him back home.

Wisps of steam slowly rose from the seemingly calm lake surface.

The fierce fire that could burn everything kept shuttling across the bottom of the lake, and the surface of the lake gradually dropped.

Unlike Harry who felt relieved, Sirius was filled with worry at this moment.

No matter how immune to the effects of dark magic he was, it was still too dangerous to instill such strong negative emotions into Fiendfyre.

"Vincent will be able to control himself." Dumbledore saw Sirius's worry, "I never treated him as a child. You should understand this very well."

Sirius thought back to the first time he met Vincent.

He dared to use the Time Turner as soon as he got it, treated his wounds when his Animagus transformed into a black dog, and even brought him back to Hogwarts.

Either they are extremely courageous, or they have enough confidence.

"Are we going to keep waiting?"

Dumbledore tightened the old wand in his hand and said, "I would like to help, but I don't think he will appreciate it."

The densely packed Inferi at the bottom of the lake were transformed from dead Muggles. They were the victims created by Voldemort to protect the Horcruxes and were the result of the wizards' inhumane oppression of Muggles.

There was not much Vincent could do for them. Letting them rest in peace was one thing, and destroying that evil Horcrux was another.

In the depressing atmosphere, the entire lake surface suddenly began to boil, and at the same time it was also dropping at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The lake water, which should have emitted an ominous aura, gradually became hotter, and clumps of steam began to spread outward.

In the mist, the figures on the lake gradually became blurred.

Dumbledore waved the Elder Wand, blocking the scalding steam in front of him.

The "sizzling" sound continued. Even though the three people couldn't see clearly, they knew that the lake water was evaporating quickly.

The extremely cold cave suddenly became hot.

Occasionally, golden flames could be seen flashing through the white steam, and they were obviously larger in size.

After a long, long time, the vision finally became clear.

The lake level had dropped by at least half. The water was still black, but the ominous aura was completely gone.

The number of golden dragons transformed from Lihuo reached 8, and they were hovering far away near the green light in the center of the lake that seemed extremely small.

Vincent's figure disappeared, he should have gone to the green light first.

Dumbledore looked at the dragons in the distance with amazement. "Excellent control. I only felt strong anger from them, not any desire to wreak havoc."

Magic is the concrete manifestation of the wizard's spiritual world. The magic cast by an evil wizard will naturally be evil. A kind and powerful wizard can even completely control black magic.

Sirius had a better understanding of Vincent's strength.

Not to mention his magic level, his inner strength alone is already at the level of a top wizard.

This is just the beginning of adulthood, I can’t even imagine what will happen in another 20 or 30 years.

The steam had almost dissipated. Dumbledore waved the Elder Wand to remove the magic barrier, and a scorching wave of air instantly hit him in the face.

"Let's go there too."

It was obviously unrealistic to swim over. Fortunately, Voldemort underestimated the abilities of some magical creatures and did not set up any targeted magical restrictions.

The unknown risks have been eliminated by Vincent, so they can be confident and let Fox take them there.

The three people were enveloped by red flames, and then they appeared on a small island not even as big as the principal's office.

Vincent sat with his back to them in front of a stone basin that was emitting green light, flipping through the magic book in his hand.

The three of them approached the stone basin and looked at the emerald green liquid inside.

The source of the green light should be these phosphorescent liquids.

Dumbledore turned to look at Vincent, who looked a little tired. "How's the research going?"

Vincent closed the magic book and slowly stood up. "The Horcrux is most likely placed in the stone basin, but we can't reach out and touch it. Magic doesn't work, and Transfiguration has no effect."

"Really?" Dumbledore reached out his hand with interest, but a strange resistance stopped him.

It felt like I had touched an invisible wall and couldn't move my hand forward any further.

He raised the Elder Wand and whispered a series of spells.

However, the emerald green liquid in the stone basin did not react at all, but instead made the green light it emitted even brighter.

Dumbledore squinted closer to the basin, staring at it with great concentration.

After a moment, he raised the Elder Wand again and produced a tall crystal goblet out of thin air.

"My conclusion is that we need to drink the liquid so that we can empty the basin and see clearly whether it is a Horcrux hidden underneath."

Harry couldn't help but gasp.

You can tell at a glance that these emerald green liquids are not good things. If you drink a full bowl of them, you will either be poisoned or die of bloating.

Vincent stepped forward and snatched the goblet from Dumbledore's hand, "Voldemort really has a bad taste."

He threw the goblet to the ground. "When I burned the Inferi just now, I also burned a copper chain and a small boat. It's obvious that this guy is expecting someone to come."

Harry and Sirius both looked at Dumbledore.

There are Yin corpses and poison that can only be drunk. After arranging all these, a small boat was left behind. It is obvious that people who come here must abide by the rules.

However, Voldemort obviously did not expect that more than ten years later, someone who did not abide by the rules and had the ability to break the rules would appear.

Vincent glanced at the white robes bulging on Dumbledore's chest and asked, "Professor, did I win again?"

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