Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

"Tell me, Kreacher!" Sirius clenched his fist and snarled loudly, "How can I get through here?"

"Need blood, young master!" Kreacher pointed to a large, smooth rock in front of Dumbledore, and said with a crying voice, "Kelce saw the Dark Lord spreading the blood to the rock, Ray. Master Gulhouse did the same at the time, he cut his arm and then "

Sirius stared for a moment and didn't seem to understand exactly what Kreacher meant.

Behind him, the expressions on Harry and Hermione's face were full of uneasiness, looking at the rock in horror, as if something had to climb out of it. They heard that Kreacher mentioned blood, and he couldn’t help but see a lot of terrible things in his mind.

Unlike them, Ai Wen is moving forward two steps.

He stood behind Dumbledore and carefully observed the rock that Kleche pointed.

In fact, from the moment he entered the cave, he felt that there was a difference in that position, although the rock did not look any different from the surrounding rock wall.

However, Avon can feel the wrong place. This feeling is wonderful. He doesn't know how to describe it, not in the senses such as sight and touch, but the magic there is more abnormal than the magical reaction in other places.

It is like a normal light that suddenly breaks at a certain position.

"All magic will leave traces, and you must use your heart to sense!" Dumbledore whispered, and he stepped back a few steps, if he looked at Ai Wen.

"Intention to the heart?!" Ai Wen did not know what to do.

He just instinctively felt that the magical reaction on the rock in front of him was abnormal, but the specific anomaly was there, but he could not say it.

Dumbledore did not go on, he used his wand to point to the rock in front of him.

Suddenly, there was an outline of an arch that radiated a dazzling white light, as if there was a strong light behind the crack.

"You have succeeded, Professor!" Harry shouted cheerfully.

He had just fallen into uneasiness because of Kreacher’s words, and immediately raised a glimmer of hope.

There is Dumbledore here, they don't want to sprinkle blood on the rock at all, and they can pass through here.

However, his voice did not fall, the outline disappeared, and the rock was as hard and thick as before, and there was nothing on it.

"professor?"

"Kleche is right, it really needs blood to pass through here." Dumbledore looked at him and said calmly, "He thinks he is very successful, but it is too low!"

"I don't understand why we need blood to get through here?" Harry said puzzledly. "And, too low, what does it mean?"

"Accurately, Riddle's magic is asking us to pay the price, we must weaken ourselves to pass, so I said it is too low!"

Dumbledore's tone was scornful and even disappointing. It seemed that Voldemort failed to meet his expectations. "He didn't understand it again. There are many things that are much more terrible than physical injuries."

"But you can definitely avoid it"

"Sometimes it is unavoidable, we have to deal with the rules of magic."

Dumbledore said, shaking his sleeves up, and a silver short knife appeared in his hand, the kind used to cut the potion material.

"No, professor!"

Seeing Dumbledore raise his short knife, Evan, Harry and Hermione rushed to stop.

Everyone knows what Dumbledore wants to do, but he doesn't know what to say. If you must bleed, you should choose one of them instead of letting Dumbledore do it.

"Let me come, I can," Harry rushed.

But some people were faster than him. Just as they blocked Dumbledore, Sirius had made up his mind. He quickly rushed to the side of the rock. The end of the wand flashed through, his arm spurted a red, rock surface. Suddenly filled with shiny, dark red blood beads.

"Sirius!" Harry turned his head slowly, looking at it all unbelievably, his face turned pale, and he panicked and rushed to Sirius.

Dumbledore, Avon, and Hermione also rushed to follow up. They saw a large wound on Sirius's arm, and a lot of blood was flowing out of control.

"You should let me do it, Sirius, your blood is more valuable than mine."

Dumbledore used the tip of his wand to cross the deep wound cut by Sirius's arm, and the wound healed immediately.

"No, it must be done by me, this is for Regulus." Sirius looked up and replied weakly. "Don't worry about me, I'm fine. Is this blood enough? If I can, I can come once. ""

"I believe this is enough!" Dumbledore looked at the changing wall and said softly, "The effect is very obvious."

Once again, the white arched outline of the arch appeared on the wall, and this time it did not hide.

The blood-stained rock in the arch suddenly disappeared, revealing a doorway, which seemed to be endless darkness.

"Let's go in, you'd better follow me and take out your wand!" Dumbledore said, passing the door.

Sirius, Avon, Harry, Hermione, and Kreacher followed him and hurriedly lit their wands.

In front of them, it was a very strange sight.

Although I heard it before, but the real scene I saw was more shocking than all languages ​​and imaginations.

At this moment, they are standing on the shore of a large black lake.

The lake is extremely wide and endless, and you can't even see the other side in the distance.

The cave where they are located is very tall, and they can't see the top of the cave when they look up.

Far away, like in the middle of the lake, there is a bright, green and shining light reflected in the dead lake below.

Except for the green light and the light from the five wands, the darkness is completely inseparable, and the penetration of these lights is not as strong as expected. The darkness here seems to be denser than ordinary ones. , more heavy.

It's hard to imagine that they are in the cave inside the cliff.

Through that arch, Ai Wen thought that they had come to a different space. He didn't know how Voldemort did it. He couldn't imagine how powerful it would be to transform an ordinary cave into what it looks like.

"Kreacher, the body of Regulus" Sirius suddenly said, the sound sounds weird, not the usual shouting. On the contrary, in his voice, there is a sadness that can’t be suppressed. Me, where is his body?"

"There is an island in the middle of the lake, young master!" The tears flowed out of Kleiss's big eyes uncontrollably. He whimpered as he wiped his tears. "Kleeche was there, seeing the young Master Regulus being the dead. The hand was dragged into the lake." (To be continued.)