"Sirius will be free soon -"
Amosta said with a smile,
"You stay in this house all day long, and I'm afraid you don't know what's going on outside. The Ministry of Magic has announced the truth of that year in the Daily Prophet. Maybe in a few days, the Wizengamot will officially launch the investigation of the death wave. The trial of Peter Pettigrew, the real murderer of the special couple, I should be attending at that time, and after that, Sirius will probably be able to come back."
"Kreacher is happy for Master Sirius-"
After hearing the news, Kreacher blinked his bloodshot eyes and said. He bravely raised his head and asked,
"When Master Sirius returns home. Master Regulus's funeral."
Well, they were born from the same mother and were both direct descendants of the Black family. The difference in treatment they enjoyed was so huge that it was shocking.
Amosta pursed his lips and did not answer Kreacher's question. He put his hand into his arms and rubbed it for a while. After a while, he took out the exquisite locket that belonged to Salazar Slytherin and showed it Show it to Kreacher.
This time, Kreacher's reaction was much more 'normal'.
Its red and swollen eyes as big as lightbulbs were filled with tears in an instant, its body was shaking violently, and it stared at the locket in Amosta's hand with an incredible expression.
"You...oh, Kreacher can't believe it!"
Kreacher stretched out his fingers tremblingly, wanting to touch the open locket, but it never had the courage.
"Kreacher tried so many times. But the powerful black magic on the box stopped Kreacher, but you did it, Mr. Brain. Master, you fulfilled Master Regulus's last wish. You are the only one Kreacher has ever seen. The greatest wizard!"
Amosta's cheek twitched a few times. This old-fashioned house elf was quite good at adapting to the situation. But having said that, it seemed that it really respected Regulus Black.
"Yes, the magic on this locket has been destroyed."
Amosta said, and Kreacher was already lying on the ground in excitement, crying loudly, and kept mumbling words.
Regulus's last wish is also Kreacher's obsession. For so many years, it has been living alone in pain with this task that it cannot complete at all. Now, Amosta has freed it from the pain. As you can imagine, How grateful it is!
"Okay, Kreacher--"
Amosta stopped Kreacher from rolling on the ground with a soft voice.
"From now on, you can live a more relaxed life. Excuse me, can you help me make lunch? I'm a little hungry-"
"No problem, Master Blaine!"
Kreacher jumped up as a carp, wiped the snot bubbles from his nose with his hand, and happily prepared to go downstairs. Service to wizards is a command engraved in the souls of house elves, and they are proud of it.
"Since you can clean up this house, Kreacher," Amosta shouted to Kreacher who ran to the corner of the stairs, "please clean up after yourself before cooking!"
After eating a delicious and well-cooked lunch, Amosta returned to his room to rest for a while to eliminate the fatigue caused by forcibly manipulating the Titan skeleton in the morning until the sun set. When the sun's rays turned from golden to red, he opened his sleepy eyes and lazily got up from the bed.
After glancing at the clock on the wall and confirming the time, Amosta smacked his mouth in dissatisfaction. Maybe it was because life was gradually becoming more comfortable. In recent times, he felt that he had become lazy.
Regulus's body was placed in the room where he lived when he was alive, which was on the fifth floor, while Amosta's room was on the fourth floor. Out of respect for Regulus, Amosta came to In a guest room on the third floor, some effort was spent to move the furnishings to other places. After some renovations, Kreacher was ordered not to break into the room without being summoned again.
Magical creatures all have intelligence that ordinary animals do not have. The evil bird that fell to the ground screamed heartbreakingly, and the sharp noise of fingernails scraping against the blackboard gave Amosta a headache.
The Irish leprechaun with two funny maroon moustache was cursing Amosta in the most vicious language it knew. If its body was not restrained by a venomous snake as thick as a thumb, it would probably jump. It stood up and beat Amosta's knees hard, but even in this state, it did not forget to make indecent gestures with its stubby hands.
Amosta waved his magic wand with a normal expression, and the two noisy little guys fainted and died at the same time.
The next magic experiment requires their souls to maintain a stable state, and too intense emotions are not conducive to the experiment.
Amosta has experienced many experiments on this curse, and he is already familiar with it. After controlling the two little guys to fly onto the test platform, he closed his eyes to stabilize his mind. After a while, when he opened it again, the sight in his purple eyes All that remains is the cold reason and the desire to improve magic.
The world outside is full of spring, and the warm breeze is intoxicating, but inside the old house of the Black family, it seems to be experiencing a harsh winter.
A wisp of white ice crystals quietly leaked out from under the closed door of the laboratory. Like an ivy moistened by abundant rain, it quickly spread in the corridor on the third floor and covered the wall in the blink of an eye.
In the invisible world, an evil magic power as black as ink was roaring. Kreacher, who was squatting outside the door and ready for orders, was trembling with fear and wanted to escape from the house immediately. However, the house elf's Nature forces it to stay here and not leave.
There was a heavy fog in the laboratory.
The grainy black silk mist that filled the air was experiencing the ebb and flow of waves like waves pulled by the moon. Among this turbulent black wave, the only object emitting a pure white halo was Amo. The soul that Star took out from the body of the evil bird.
The radiance of its soul, which is as bright as the moonlight, has a somewhat gelatinous texture. Because it has just been separated from its body, the strength of the soul emitted by the evil bird is more dazzling than the ghosts in Hogwarts that have existed for hundreds or thousands of years. Many times.
Gazing at the soul, Amosta could not help but feel a surge of joy in his heart. Experience told him that success was already waving to him.
The wand in his hand traces a mysterious trajectory in the air. Under the pull of a mysterious aura, the black 'gravel' floating in the room gathers at the tip of the wand like a talisman, a diagram, or an array. , and when this pattern appeared, the powerful and evil magic caused the air to tremble violently, and the soul of the evil bird nearby also rippled in circles like a lake rippled by the breeze.
Amosta's eyes narrowed, and he pressed his wand against the pattern that gathered evil will and huge magic power, slowly and difficultly moving it closer to the soul of the evil bird as if pushing a heavy object.
The moment the two came into contact, a scream suddenly sounded in the void, and the outline of the evil bird's soul in front of him immediately shook violently. The fear and despair that permeated it even made Kreacher outside the door. All felt.
Dozens of plant rhizome-like tendrils spread out from the jet-black pattern body, piercing deeply into the soul body. After being eroded by it, the originally holy soul gradually darkened in color, and the dark halo exuded revealed a few traces of light. Dispel evil intentions!
It is rare to get a glimpse of the mystery of the soul. Amosta threw away all distracting thoughts and concentrated on analyzing the various mysteries of the soul suspended in mid-air. Combining his existing knowledge, he quickly built the knowledge framework of the soul system.
The change in the evil bird's soul lasted for ten minutes. When the pattern completely melted its carrier, an invisible ripple of strong wind came towards the face and actually forced Amostadu back. step.
Then all the abnormalities stopped, and a flaming black curse seed suddenly appeared in front of his eyes!
(End of chapter)
