Chapter 489
Heir to the Black Family
Chapter 489 Heir to the Black Family
Sirius had always hated his family's so-called pure-blood philosophy, his parents' strong desire for control and all kinds of crazy ideas, and the Black family's so-called long-standing treasures - all kinds of evil, vicious, and inhumane black magic.
His parents had been trying to fill his head with the contents of the books in the basement. Normally, Regulus was not allowed to touch them, but when Sirius was a child, his mother Walburga used those books as his children's reading materials; when he made mistakes when he grew up, he was often locked in there to "reflect on himself."
The Blacks probably hoped that, over time, he would be able to become a qualified Black.
But Sirius was born with a rebellious nature. The more his family forced him to accept those old conventions and habits, the more unbearable he found it. The more they forced him to study, the more he didn't want to even look at them.
In the end, Sirius resolutely ran away from home at the age of sixteen and completely rebelled against the Black family.
Many years later, when he was really willing to open one of the books, "Secrets of Cutting-Edge Black Magic", he realized what he had missed.
Horcrux.
The production method of this thing, its function, and various signs after it was made, had long been recorded in the Blake family's collection of books.
Regulus was different from Sirius, he was a good boy. After Sirius rebelled against his family, he should have studied the things in the basement seriously at the request of his parents, right?
He learned about the Horcruxes from here... Later, when he explored the cave because of Kreacher's experience, he discovered that the locket hidden by Voldemort was the Horcrux... He resolutely chose to sacrifice himself, and was finally dragged into the dark lake by the Inferi.
Sirius felt a little dizzy, he leaned down on the bookshelf and looked at his godson.
Harry looked very much like James, except that his eyes were almost identical to Lily's, even the look in his eyes was similar - clear, bright, brave and sincere, like a emerald green lake.
Sirius remembered the words in the book -
[Horcruxes can make the creator immortal. Even if the body is destroyed, the soul will continue to exist because of the Horcrux, because a part of the soul remains in the world and is not damaged. The creator can achieve resurrection through the corresponding magic ritual. ]
[The magic of creating a Horcrux is extremely evil and dangerous... The wizard needs to actively tear apart his own soul through murder and embed part of it into an object. The spell is...]
[Splitting the soul will make it extremely unstable, so the number of Horcruxes should not be too large... But it should be noted that if the Horcrux is destroyed, the soul fragments sealed inside will also be destroyed...]
In the corner of the book, someone also wrote a small supplementary explanation by hand:
[If a living thing is used as a Horcrux, then there will be a special connection between the Horcrux and its creator... The creator can transfer his consciousness into the Horcrux, control its behavior, and perceive its thoughts and emotions.]
[It's amazing, as if it's my clone. Compared to my old body, this body is younger, healthier, and more alive...Except that it's just a snake, everything else is perfect.]
[Perhaps I should have chosen a child as a container for my soul, so that I could be reborn in him...]
[The only thing that worries me is that if the creature that is the Horcrux dies due to aging or being attacked, will my soul fragment be destroyed along with it? ]
[If the answer is "yes", then it is unwise to choose a creature as a Horcrux. Compared with magical items that are easy to hide and protect, most creatures are too fragile...]
Sirius' eyes were slightly red, and the familiar letters seemed to have turned into grinning little men, dancing around him, occasionally forming a string of scarlet words:
[A special connection... sensing his thoughts... gaining rebirth...]
Although Sirius knew about the existence of Horcruxes after his trip to the cave, his understanding of such things was only superficial, that is, what Dumbledore was willing to tell them.
If only he could have seen this book earlier... If only he could have remembered it earlier... Sirius' fingers trembled unconsciously, and thinking of what he had told Dumbledore before, he wished he could travel back to two days ago and throw that confused self off the building!
"Sirius?"
Feeling the gaze above his head becoming increasingly sharp, Harry couldn't help but tilt his head back, reached out and touched the scar on his forehead, and asked, "What's wrong? Is there something dirty on my head?"
Everyone in the room looked towards Harry, then at Sirius.
"Nothing." Sirius took a deep breath and forced a smile: "I'm just worried that you might touch things... There are some dangerous dark magic items in the basement. Wade, have you found the book you need?"
"Well, I found a few useful books and copied them down." Wade said with a smile: "I think I may need to go back early. I have to prepare the gifts before visiting Mr. Flamel."
"Okay, let's go out then." Sirius said casually, "To be honest, I hate this place... I was often locked up here when I was a child."
Several people walked up the stairs. When they passed by Sirius, Lupin looked at him and asked in a low voice: "Are you worried about Harry's safety?"
For a moment Sirius thought Lupin had read his mind.
Then he realized that Lupin was talking about Voldemort's targetting Harry again, and he said vaguely: "Yeah... We didn't protect James and Lily before, I'm really afraid this time..."
"You put too much pressure on yourself, Sirius." Lupin patted his friend's shoulder and said comfortingly, "We trusted the wrong person last time. No matter what, we will not make the same mistake again this time."
Sirius dropped his eyes and whispered, "I should hope so."
Lupin didn't think much about it and followed the two children out of the basement.
Behind him, Sirius raised his eyes and looked at the backs of the people in front with a dark gaze.
He was not sure if his guess was correct... Harry might not be Voldemort's Horcrux. He could see through Voldemort's eyes. Maybe the failed killing curse had created some unique connection between them...
No!
Sirius couldn't deceive himself at all.
If the choice had to be between protecting Harry and killing Voldemort... if all Horcruxes had to be destroyed for the safety of the wizarding world...
There must be another way... There must be another solution... Harry couldn't have created a Horcrux on purpose, maybe the soul fragments could be transferred somehow...
Think about it carefully... Didn't Voldemort spend more than ten years as a wandering spirit? Harry was alive and well, and Voldemort couldn't hurt anyone, and even lived a life worse than death...
Sirius' eyes flickered, cold and dangerous, like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark, or a ferocious beast with its fangs bared.
Kreacher only took one look and lowered his head in fear, but he was secretly excited in his heart.
It clenched its fists tightly and muttered silently: "Master, mistress, look! The young master has finally become somewhat presentable!"
(End of this chapter)