Chapter 854: Hogwarts Study Panel, Chapter 369

Sirius asked.

Kreacher shook his head, crying bitterly.

Sirius covered his face in pain: he had already guessed what happened.

"You—Young Master Regulus took a locket out of his pocket, the same one as the Dark Lord's,"

Kreacher said, tears streaming down both sides of his long nose,

"He told Kreacher to take it, and after the stone basin was dry, to swap the locket..."

Kreacher's sobbing became rough and harsh; Sirius had to concentrate fully to understand his words.

"He ordered—Kreacher to leave—not to worry about him.

He told Kreacher—to return home—not to tell the mistress—what he did—but must destroy—the first locket.

Then he drank—drank the potion dry—Kreacher swapped the locket—watched helplessly... Young Master Regulus... being dragged under the water... then..."

"Stop!"

Sirius growled.

Then the facts were already very clear.

His brother, Regulus, was not a coward who quit out of fear; he saw through Voldemort's cruel acts and was determined to resist him, even at the cost of his life.

"I think perhaps I should give this to you."

Xiang Xien suddenly spoke, handing a note to Sirius.

It read:

【To the Dark Lord

I will be dead long before you read this.

But I want you to know that it was I who discovered your secret.

I have stolen the real Horcrux and intend to destroy it as soon as possible.

I face death in the hope that when you meet your match,

You can be killed.】

Sirius took it with trembling hands, his haggard features twisting into a knot.

The word "Horcrux" stung his eyes, and "face death" choked his beating heart.

When Sirius came to his senses, he suddenly remembered that the mysterious wizard before him seemed to have said he had destroyed several Horcruxes.

He couldn't help but associate it with more content from the reports; when everything was linked by the word "Horcrux," he could already deduce the danger behind it from his mind.

He looked forward; the young wizard was watching the sunset's afterglow.

"Is this our goal?"

He said.

"Of course, Mr. Black, you have seen it, a goal that will inevitably be accomplished."

The wizard with deep eyes said.

"What is the future you see?"

He asked again.

"Do you need to know?"

The young wizard smiled gently.

"We must oppose him, but this is too difficult."

Sirius said hoarsely.

"What did you think of when you were in Azkaban? Sir?

I think you will realize that even if a person has only lived for one day, he can stay in prison for a hundred years without finding it hard to endure.

He has enough things to recall and will never feel bored. In a sense, this is also a kind of pleasure.

This is hope, sir.

Hope is a beautiful thing, perhaps the best of things, and beautiful things never fade."

Sirius saw the twilight passing in a flash, and night descended from the sky.

He saw the vast land exposing its sturdy chest; that was the posture of summoning,

Just like women summoning their children,

Hope summoning fighters to come. ===== CHAPTER 855 =====