Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures Chapter 1703: Destroyed gold cup

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"He is torturing a person ..." Harry gasped violently, trying to breathe in more fresh air.

"Who is it?"

"I don't know, I didn't see it clearly!" said Harry, who tried to remember what he had just seen.

Huge fear rises again, and restlessness occupies his body and mind. The figure trembling in the dark corner seems to be ...

Harry shook his head vigorously and said stubbornly again, "I don't know, I didn't see clearly!"

"Well, no matter who the bad luck is, it has nothing to do with our plan." Ivan thinks that the person Voldemort is torturing may be Ollivander or Gregorovich. Although he sympathizes with their experience, he is helpless now. I thought about it and continued, "Let's go back."

They now need a quiet place to crack the secrets of the Slytherin family title deeds and the Hufflepuff gold cup.

"Are there any Ron's messages?" Harry asked suddenly.

"No!" Ivan looked at him strangely.

Why suddenly mention Ron? !

They have just escaped from Gringotts and no one has seen them. How could there be news of Ron's.

"You are confused, Harry, we haven't seen Sirius yet!" Hermione said.

"Oh, I must have confused my time." Harry recklessly answered his scar.

He did n’t confuse time, nor was he worried about this, but he saw the figure in the head of Voldemort just now ...

He has a feeling, a feeling that makes him feel scared, and the figure trembling in the dark seems to be Ron!

Even with the deep darkness, Harry still feels familiar with the person opposite him. This familiarity is like ... When I sleep in the bedroom every night, I look at the four pillars through the aisle. The figure on the bed.

Yes, Harry is very familiar with this. He and Ron have been roommates for a full six years.

Every night in six years, as long as he turned his head, he could see that figure.

No one is more familiar with the body of Ron's in the dark, even the entire Weasley family, but just now in the room full of moldy smell, the more intense darkness makes this feeling void.

As time goes by, Harry is not very sure.

Voldemort cannot catch Ron's, is it?

Even if he is really caught, he will not be interrogated in person.

It does n’t make any sense. Voldemort will not waste time on this matter, and Harry still remembers the emotions of Voldemort just now. When no news was received, it did n’t seem angry, but there was a touch of joy.

This is very anomalous in itself. If Ron can't tell where Ivan and Harry's are, what reason can Voldemort be happy about? !

"Ah, I really hope the Order of the Phoenix has found Ron." Hermione said worriedly, "Poor Ron, he must be alone now ..."

The sound of Hermione's reaches the ears, and the sense of anxiety seems to be getting stronger and stronger. Harry repeatedly told himself not to think too much.

"He may have hid because he was too scared to hide in a place where neither the Order of the Phoenix nor Death Eater(s) could find."

"There is such a possibility. Ron is actually quite smart. He will protect himself. Are you really okay, Harry?" Ivan asked, noting that Harry is abnormal.

"Nothing." Harry said panicly, he looked around, "What about the dragon?"

"Fly away, it will fly south across the strait, Death Eater(s) will have to work hard to catch up with it, I hope they will think we are still on the back of the dragon, if Death Eater(s) is really so stupid "Ivan said, dragging Harry up from the ground," Come on, Harry, hold on for a while, this place is not safe, we better go back soon ... "

A few seconds later, the four people returned to the familiar, ruined house, 12 Grimmauld Place.

The house was exactly the same as when I left in the morning. Kreacher greeted me with slippers, but Sirius had never been.

This shows that the Order of the Phoenix did not find Ron. This news seems to cast a shadow on the hearts of four people.

Under a strange tacit understanding, no one mentioned Ron.

In the kitchen grate, the flames were stubbornly shining, reflecting on the cold stone walls to create a comfortable illusion.

Four people sat around the small round table. Kreacher brought dinner. Ivan took out the title deeds of the Slytherin family and the gold cup of Hufflepuff.

At the same time, the fangs of basilisk are also taken out. This gold cup is still Voldemort's Horcrux and needs to be dealt with.

Ivan lifted the gold cup and looked closely, carefully looked at the pattern on it.

"The craft of raising little elf / pixie(s) ..."

Not as rough as expected, the craft of this gold cup is quite delicate.

The beautifully carved badger above, the intricate and delicate patterns on the cup give a pleasing feeling.

Not to mention the domestic little elf / pixie(s), even wizard(s), it takes a lot of effort to make such a golden cup.

Ivan's rubbed his finger on the Hufflepuff badger on the gold cup. The next second, the badger moved, it turned to look at Ivan, and then, Ivan heard someone talking to him in his mind, it was the voice of Tom · Riddle .

As heard in Dumbledore Pensieve, the master of the voice is Tom · Riddle in youth.

Riddle has a gentle tone and looks very polite. He is gentle, he is introducing himself to Ivan.

Compared with the temptation to directly seduce Ivan's soul fragments in Slytherin's locket, Riddle in the Golden Cup has made great progress. He is more charming and more confusing, but it is also a familiar recipe, familiar taste, familiar Routines.

After destroying so many Horcrux, Ivan is a little tired of Voldemort's Horcrux.

"It's really not growing, Tom!" he said softly.

The next second, he grabbed the basilisk's fangs on the table and pierced it fiercely towards the Golden Cup.

The fangs stabbed the badger on the gold cup, a black smoke came out, and the badger on the cup was corroded quickly.

A sharp, piercing scream sounded from the gold cup. A nimble, greasy face made of magic power was drilled out of the place where Ivan pierced. It wailed and rushed towards Ivan.

The face of Tom · Riddle passes through the body of Ivan's and dissipates in the air.

"Very good, in this way, we destroyed another mixer, one step closer to victory." Ivan said, took out the wand(s) and tapped gently on the gold cup, "Repair as before! "

The gold cup was quickly repaired, returning to its previous appearance at a speed visible to the naked eye.