Chapter 270 Scars and Locket

"War maniac, that's a good name." Aiden commented.

"The old guard in the Ministry of Magic is doing its utmost to suppress any wizard who dares to claim that the Dark Lord has returned." Sirius picked up the orange juice.

Aiden was still munching on the steak made by Mrs. Molly, while Harry was very confused.

"why?"

"Because those idiots think Dumbledore wants to seize power." A dragon decided to let Harry see the adult world.

He looked up and vomited a dream to the ceiling, and the images began to emerge.

"Fudge's rise to power, apart from the political situation at the time, was entirely due to Dumbledore's prestige. He made people believe that he was appointed by Dumbledore to serve as Minister of Magic."

The screen flickered, and Fudge stood on the platform and waved to the crowd surrounding him below.

"However, this source of political status is very unstable. In order to win re-election, Fudge, who has no political achievements, can only choose to merge with the conservative forces in the Ministry of Magic."

The scene changed, and Fudge held out the seal in his hand, while a black hand held out a purse, and the two men's hands were tightly clasped together.

"So, the conservative forces in the entire Ministry of Magic have been integrated, and the ambitions of those pure bloods are burning again after the return of the Dark Lord."

The picture on the ceiling changed again to a group of black-robed wizards kneeling at Voldemort's feet, with Riddle Manor as the background.

Harry frowned at this.

"Yes, their entire faction believes that once Dumbledore comes to power, he will launch a purge against them and take away their jobs." Lupin also spoke.

Aiden waved his hands to dispel the dreams on the ceiling.

"This is so stupid, no one thinks Dumbledore..." Harry was interrupted by Lupin.

"But they are afraid, and fear can cloud people's minds, and I'm afraid our minister will do everything he can to avoid the truth."

"We think that Voldemort may be planning to raise an army again. Fourteen years ago, he had a huge army that included wizards and various dark creatures.

But, gathering followers may not be the only thing he wants to do, we think he may be looking for something..." Sirius began.

"Cough cough." Aiden, Moody, Lupin and Arthur coughed at the same time.

"You mean weapons?" Harry stared at him.

"Something he didn't have time to use last time." Sirius said softly.

"That's enough." Molly put down the knife and ran over. "He's still a child. If you say any more, you'll drag him into the Order of the Phoenix!"

"No problem, I'll join. If Voldemort is forming an army, I also want to fight him." Harry's eyes were firm.

"Seriously?" Aiden asked.

"Of course." Harry nodded.

Aiden then pulled off his robe, revealing a tiny wound on his chest.

Endless aura of chaos leaked out, and Harry felt that he was being stared at by some terrifying predator.

A huge amount of magical power was surging, and Harry felt as if he was being crushed back and forth by a huge rock.

His forehead began to hurt violently, and his soul seemed to be thrown into a drum and stirred.

The other little wizards around also showed uncomfortable expressions, and Mrs. Molly, who couldn't stand it, walked over.

"That's enough!" Molly gave Aiden a slap.

Aiden loosened his grip, and his clothes bounced back, covering the wound again.

"What is that?" Harry asked with difficulty, almost collapsing in his chair.

"What Voldemort is after, what we are fighting against," Aiden explained.

......

At night, the Black ancestral home was very quiet, and Harry lay in bed unable to fall asleep.

Aiden sat on the steps, watching Kreacher wander around the house, cleaning up the portraits.

Kreacher stopped, looked at Aiden who was looking at him, and said,

"Pwett, you guys who have abandoned glory, why are you fighting against the mysterious man? With your abilities, you can definitely help him gain power. Isn't glory good enough?"

"Kreacher!" Sirius rushed over after hearing the noise.

"Hurry..." Just when Sirius was about to drive Kreacher away, Aiden stopped him.

"Wait, Sirius, I need to ask him for something," Aiden said.

"Okay." Sirius agreed without thinking.

"You prodigal son, the Black family's treasures will never be handed over to outsiders!" Kreacher refused sternly.

"I need you to give me what Regulus Arcturus Black ordered you to destroy." Aiden smiled.

"What!" Sirius was stunned when he heard the name.

"You...how do you know, aren't you a Mastermind, just like the Dark Lord!" Kreacher screamed.

His scream woke the portrait of Sirius' mother, and the whole house was in an uproar.

"What's going on, Aiden, isn't Regulus a Death Eater?" Sirius came up and grabbed Aiden's arms.

"Let's let Kreacher take us to get the things first. Sirius will give him the orders." Aiden said.

"Kreacher, I command you." Sirius was not vague and immediately gave orders to Kreacher.

Kreacher took the two of them to the kitchen slowly and took out a locket from the cabinet.

He handed over the locket reluctantly, banging his head against the cabinet.

"It's Kreacher's fault. He failed to complete Master Regulus's instructions. Wuuuu." Kreacher howled as he crashed into the room.

"What is this?" Sirius reached out and snatched the locket.

An evil thought arose in his mind, to kill this Puwit and take his dragon blood.

Sirius felt a darkness before his eyes, and his right hand reached out to his wand uncontrollably.

Aiden reached out and covered Sirius' eyes with his hands, "Comfort."

The soothing effect of the third level of sequence immediately freed Sirius from his strange state, and he threw the locket out directly.

"Hey, you're a pureblood, but you don't even know that you can't just hold dark magic items with your hands." Aiden teased.

"Maybe this is why I am different from them." Sirius, who was still in a confused state, blurted out.

Aiden stopped teasing him and walked forward to pick up the locket.

The slightly chaotic aura on it was nothing compared to Aiden's scars.

"What on earth is this?" asked Sirius.

"The secret of Voldemort's immortality is the Horcrux." Aiden revealed the answer.

"Ha, his things are hidden in the Black mansion. As expected, this group of Death Eaters..." Sirius was about to laugh, but realized something was wrong.

"Why, Regulus wanted to destroy it!" Sirius asked Kreacher with red eyes.

"Because the Dark Lord wanted Kreacher to sacrifice his life to hide this thing, Master Regulus... took Kreacher's place... for Kreacher."

Kreacher banged his head against the cabinet, making a banging sound.

"Stop, I order you to stop and explain the situation clearly," Sirius ordered.

Then, from Kreacher's stumbling words, Sirius learned about his brother's sacrifice.