The Rise of the Muggles at Hogwarts

Chapter 215 Regulus Black (5)

For the first time in all these years, or rather, for the first time in his life, Dumbledore revealed his deeply buried secrets to others.

The two had a long conversation in a temple in the Himalayas.

It wasn't until dawn the next day that Grindelwald left the temple and left the Far East.

And the first place he wants to go is back to England.

Travel to Godric's Hollow.

Located in the churchyard of Godric's Hollow, where James and Lily's final scenes took place.

Of course, not only James and Lily are buried there, the ancestors of the Potter family, including Dumbledore's mother and sister, are also buried here.

This is the first place Grindelwald will investigate. If someone really crawls out of the soil, then he has to see with his own eyes whether the burial coffin boards are still there.

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Unlike the well-known village of Hogsmeade, Godric's Hollow is not a pure wizarding village although it has been home to quite a few famous wizards.In fact, the only pure wizarding village in the UK is Hogsmeade.

This was also Grindelwald. When he rushed to the church cemetery, the first person he met was not a wizard, but the Muggle priest of the church.

A large number of people were gathering in the cemetery. It could be seen from the white flowers on their chests and the black clothes they wore that these people were here to attend the funeral of a certain happy guy. Sure enough, before he could even take two steps, As he approached, Grindelwald could already hear the eulogy from the Muggle priest.

“That which is from dust shall return to dust. May the love of the Lord be with you forever, in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit, Amen.”

With a word of Amen, everyone bowed their heads and prayed silently.

After a moment, as the pastor took a few steps back, two strong men came up behind him.

They held shovels and looked at the family members of the deceased closest to the tomb. They could bury them after he picked up the first handful of soil and sprinkled it down.

At this time, the old priest slowly withdrew, and there was nothing left for him to do next.

Grindelwald was also among the crowd. He had just observed the graves in the cemetery.Most of them are intact, except for the traces of turning over the graves of the Potters, and there is an aura of magic in those traces.

Others, whether it is the grave of Ignotus Peverell, the ancestor of the Potter family, or the graves of Dumbledore's mother and sister, have not been touched.

This result confused him.

If that kid really has the ability to resurrect the dead, then why not choose his sister who is a greater threat to Dumbledore?

He didn't even touch Ariana Dumbledore's grave, didn't even try...

Why is that?

After searching to no avail, he quietly left here. The guy who helped behind the scenes, or was in cahoots with Voldemort, was in Libya. Maybe there would be some information there...

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In August, Anthony, who had been bored for a whole month, finally got the queen's permission to leave the palace.

Anthony bet that the Queen was definitely tired of looking at him, so she let him go. Of course, he himself had already been tired of it. The day after the confinement was lifted, he took Harry to King's Cross Station and had sex. The train traveled to Tintagel Castle on the north coast between Padstow and Bede in Cornwall.

Speaking of Cornwall, the most famous ones are the Cornish elves. They are a group of mischievous little guys. Although they do not have much magical ability, they are very dexterous and can often cause a lot of trouble to wizards.

As for Tintagel Castle, where Antony is headed...

That's not a castle. Strictly speaking, it used to be a castle, but now it's just a ruin and a local tourist attraction.

He came back here simply because Cornwall is surrounded by the sea on three sides and is surrounded by the Atlantic Ocean to the south, west and north.

Hoho!The sea!

Summer, sea breeze, beach, what a wonderful combination!

Moreover, there are many wizarding families in Cornwall, such as neighboring Devon, where the Weasley family lives.

Of course, there is a mixed bag of wizards here, and a large number of stowaways will choose to set out from here, or use this place as their destination.

However, this has nothing to do with Anthony. This time he is really just here to play.

"Wuhu!"

Stepping on the soft grass, Anthony faced the sea, and the salty sea breeze blew his hair. In a moment, all the worries of the past two months disappeared.

Ahead was the English Channel, and beneath their feet were cliffs tens of meters high.

Behind him are the ruins of Tintagel Castle. Under the blue sky, the two of them are the most dazzling.

"It's so comfortable!"

Although there is no beach on the cliff, the magnificent scenery is still refreshing.

"It would be great if we could disapparate." The two of them walked along the edge of the cliff, one towards the west.

"You can come here often from now on." Harry said intoxicatedly.The unhappiness that had been suppressed in his heart for a month slowly dissipated.The innocent smile returned to his face.

"Indeed." Anthony nodded. After all, this place is at least more than 160 miles away from London. A round trip is quite troublesome and time-consuming.

The old train at King's Cross was so slow that it would drive him crazy if he did it a few more times.

But the good thing is that he has money now and can directly book a hotel in a nearby town. They can play as long as they want in the last month of school.

"I wonder how Ron and Hermione are doing?" As he spoke, Harry talked about his other two friends.

"It's definitely much more comfortable than ours." Anthony said with envy on his face.

Look, ordinary people can go wherever they want during summer vacation. With their parents, they can't go anywhere in the world. And look at him, even though he has the status of a prince, it's a pity that he can't go there.

Knock you out, I also want to go to Egypt.

I heard that there are all kinds of magical animals there, and even when Gringotts was excavating the pyramid, they discovered an ancient species, the griffin beast.

Even looking at those large lizards with wings is better than staying in the room.

And just as Anthony was sighing, suddenly, on the cliff in the distance, a clearly visible, huge cave stood out from the outline of the cliff as he gradually approached.

Um - this shape - this position.

It feels a bit familiar.

Several images suddenly popped into Anthony's mind.

Isn't that the legendary cave there?The cave that Voldemort often visited as a child, where he later hid one of his Horcruxes, Salazar Slytherin's Locket.

Such a coincidence?

Standing on the edge of the cliff and looking towards the opposite side, Anthony took a closer look. It must not be the case. How could it be such a coincidence?

After all, he turned to leave.

But at this moment, Harry's exclamation completely made Anthony give up.

"Kreacher?"

On the distant hillside, a familiar figure to Harry appeared on the plain on the cliff.

"Huh? Kreacher?" Anthony also looked over. There was indeed a house elf appearing somewhere. He looked very old, but because of the distance, he didn't see the elf's face clearly. .

As for Harry...

Anthony glanced at the eyes on Harry's nose suspiciously...

It’s unscientific!Why can he see further than me even though he is short-sighted?

Suddenly, the space in front of him was distorted, and before Anthony could react, Kreacher appeared in front of them.

"Master Potter!" said Kreacher in his bullfrog-like voice.He hunched over and muttered into his knees, "Kreacher was discovered by Sirius's godson and a Mudblood who betrayed the bloodline."

"Shut up Kreacher, don't say that word to Anthony." Harry lowered his head and roared.

This nagging house elf is like what Anthony said, a typical example of being brainwashed by wizards.

He had seen it several times at Hogwarts, and although Sirius would scold it every time, it just couldn't change its deep-rooted problems and would always scold him when it saw him.

"Hey, this is the house elf of the Black family!" Anthony looked at it curiously. Except for a dirty rag around his waist, he was almost naked.

The skin seems to be several times more than what its body actually needs. The head is bald, but a lot of white hair has grown out of the two big bat-like ears. The eyes are bloodshot and gray, and the fleshy nose is very... Big, almost like a pig's snout.

"Damn mudblood, stay away from Kreacher!" The hoarse, low voice of a bullfrog sounded again.

"Kreacher!!!" Harry yelled.

"Master." It bent lower, but Harry still noticed that its lips were moving silently, undoubtedly saying those forbidden insulting words.

"Forget it, Harry, there is no need to be angry with an educated elf. Be generous!" Anthony waved his hand and said.

Then he knelt down, looked at it with a smile on his face and said, "What are you doing here? Kreacher, I heard that house elves cannot leave the house without the owner's permission."

"Kreacher - Kreacher..." The elf's voice was hoarse, his eyes were closed tightly, as if he was remembering some bad memory, and he was gritting his teeth but refused to say anything.

"Don't tell me, I know, I guess today is the death anniversary of Regulus Black! He died here 14 years ago, right?" Anthony said lightly, and as he spit out the name, Kreacher His expression suddenly changed, from frightened to uneasy, and he looked at Anthony like he was looking at a monster.

"How did you-the damn Mudblood know? Kreacher never told anyone, not even the mistress. How did you know." It shook its head as if it was about to collapse.His bloodshot eyes were wide and round.

"Because-" Anthony smiled slightly and said, "I am a prophet!"

"How about, as long as you are willing to call me, Your Highness Anthony, or Your Highness Windsor, I will help you fulfill Regulus' last wish before he died, how about it?"

He then smiled so evilly.

Harry on the side couldn't bear to look at him.

"No." Kreacher bent over and took a few steps back, murmuring: "Kreacher will not give in to a damn Mudblood, Kreacher will never give in." He seemed to encourage himself again.

"Ho ho! A locket!" Suddenly, Anthony on the side said: "Regulus gave you a locket, right?"

"you--"

Anthony accurately told the relics left by Regulus, instantly defeating Kreacher's last inner defense. He lowered his head in despair, and said slowly in a begging tone: "Your Highness Anthony, , please help Kreacher!"

"yeah!"

Anthony raised his hands in a gesture of victory.

Then he poured out his words quickly: "No! Huh! You scold me! Keep scolding me!"

Um - Harry almost laughed out of anger at Anthony's pettiness. This guy really didn't want to lose money at all.

"Damn it! Damn it, you damn mudblood! Despicable bastard, vile—(omit a thousand words here)."

Kreacher didn't repeat himself and scolded him non-stop for more than ten minutes.But Anthony wasn't angry at all, he just stood there and watched it scold him.

"Hoohoo!"

"What? Are you tired? It's okay. I have all kinds of snacks and tea here." As he said that, he suddenly took out a palm-sized box from his pocket and gently pressed a button on the box. After turning it on, the box suddenly became larger.

This thing is similar to Newt's box, but more 'advanced' than his...

Of course, the price is also expensive. Unlike Newt who made it himself, Anthony bought it from Mr. Tomiller in a store in Knockturn Alley.

After all, the Infinite Extension Charm is closely monitored by the Ministry of Magic, so only Knockturn Alley will buy it.

The price!It’s also extremely expensive.But for Anthony, who has already achieved his first small goal in life, this is nothing.

"You!!!" The panting Kreacher finally stopped talking. He lowered his head and closed his eyes tightly, as if he didn't want to see that shameless guy again.

"Okay, Anthony, just go around it!" Harry on the side finally couldn't stand it any longer. Although he wanted to see this house elf with a problem with his head deflate, such torture was a bit cruel.

Moreover, he was more curious about how Anthony knew so much.

Who is that Regulus Black?

"Ha! I'm here to treat an elf with a bad mouth like it. It's a disease and needs to be cured." After Anthony made the box smaller and put it back in his pocket, his eyes happened to pass by the cave. .

Suddenly another plan came to mind.

"Ahem! Regulus Black's bones are still in that cave, right?"

"Tsk tsk! He lost his life and saved you in disguise, right! Kreacher?"

Anthony continued to tease, and although Kreacher still didn't speak, he still noticed that the two big bat-like ears were trembling heart-wrenchingly.

"Regulus Black is undoubtedly a hero. Although he made mistakes when he was young, at the last moment, which was also the darkest era, he woke up and devoted his precious life to thwarting the Dark Lord's immortality plan. life."

"As his servant, do you have any reason to keep him in the dark cave?"

"No - Kreacher doesn't want to, he doesn't want to!"

"Stop talking!" The elf trembled and gasped, green snot stuck to its nose, its eyes were swollen, and the bloodshot eyes were filled with tears.Harry had never seen anything so sympathetic.

"P-please, Your Highness Anthony, if there is anything you can do--as long as you can save Master Regulus, Kreacher-Kreacher will do anything!" it wailed in agony. He looked like an abandoned child and spoke intermittently.

The crying was so loud that even Harry couldn't help it and turned his head away.

Hearing the sound, Anthony took out his wand and walked toward the cliff. He turned around and said, "Let's go! What are you doing standing still?"

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They walked on the rugged mountain road for a long time before they came to the top of the cave.

There was no way, the surroundings were filled with anti-Apparition spells, although these protections were useless for educating elves.But if I take the two of them with me, I don't want to.

Otherwise, Kreacher could have teleported them directly to the small island in the center of the lake.

Standing on the edge of the cliff, Anthony waved his wand slightly. Slowly, the stone under his feet suddenly trembled slightly. Then, with the help of the transformation technique, rows of downward stairs suddenly appeared on the edge of the [-]-degree cliff.

The stairs are in a zigzag shape, stretching from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the cliff.

"Let's go!" he said.

Well - Harry was a little numb. Although he knew in his heart that Anthony was definitely very powerful, even more powerful than some senior wizards, but...

This was too exaggerated, and he walked through those stone steps in a daze.

Each one seemed to be exactly the same height, as regular as a knife and an axe, and - he lowered his head and looked at the spreading stone steps, feeling even more shocked.

"Alas! You still need to practice more! Otherwise, you should transform it all in one breath." Anthony sighed, while controlling the generation of stone steps under his feet, he was also erasing the steps they walked on.

Leave no trace.

However, Anthony's sigh made Harry blush a little. He could transform more than a dozen stone steps in one breath. It was already very good. Those Anthony's were like this - no, he had to work harder, otherwise he should be punished. These classmates of mine were far away.

As they gradually got closer to the sea, the surrounding temperature also dropped rapidly. It was not just because of Voldemort's magic, but also because of the natural conditions here.The surrounding seawater was rough, and Anthony even saw several whirlpools and reefs under the whirlpools.

There will definitely be no ships coming to this damn place.Anthony thought to himself.

"Fortunately, we're here in summer." Harry rubbed his arms, with a mixture of nervousness and anxiety on his face.

Arriving at the cave surface, a pungent salty smell surrounded the tips of their noses.The smell was particularly strong, and it didn't smell like the sea at all.

Because the sea water is constantly flowing, any smell will be diluted and dispersed by the sea. We must not expect such a strong salty smell to gather here now.

However, neither Anthony nor Harry was surprised. After all, this was where Voldemort buried his Horcruxes. It was normal to have some abnormalities.

During the time when he came down the stone steps, Anthony was not idle. He kept explaining to Harry the situation of the target and the 'love-hate relationship' between this place and Voldemort.

Including the brave Slytherin, he told them all.

Harry's reaction was very strong. He had never thought that such a heroic figure would come out of that academy. He thought Slytherin only trained dark wizards!