Harry Potter’s Natural Villain Chapter 162: Destroy

　　 "I'm alive." Pansy breathed the rare fresh air greedily, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly, revealing a satisfied smile. If the stuffy air in this old house is let her breathe it down again, Pansy will I feel that I might faint at any time.

　　 She slightly poked her head out of the window, overlooking the desolate scenery of the neighborhood downstairs.

　　 Malfoy walked straight to the exquisite fireplace in front of this room. On the left and right of the fireplace are two gorgeous glass cabinets, and one wall is covered with a black family tree-shaped genealogy tapestry with a picture on it. The vines can be traced back to the Middle Ages.

　　A few large characters are embroidered on the top of the tapestry: The noble and oldest Black family is always pure.

　　 "Why is this blanket hot with so many holes? If in my house, this blanket will be replaced a day after it is burnt out. It seems that all rumors that the Black family is rich are false." Pansy walked around behind Malfoy again, followed his gaze, and saw the tapestry that had been burned through several holes, tilted his head to one side, and said with a little disdain.

　　"To treat those traitors who betrayed the so-called "family glory", they chose to punish them by expelling their names, first by erasing their names from the genealogy." Malfoy said lightly.

　　 "Really?" Pansy cast his gaze on the tapestry again and looked at it carefully.

　　 "Oh, I see, Sirius Black must have been imprisoned in Azkaban, so his name is missing here, because people in the family think this is a shame." Pansy hands She patted it lightly, and said in a sudden tone, this is the conclusion she came to after staring at the tapestry carefully for a few seconds.

　　 "You may be right." Malfoy didn't want to do more to explain, it was unnecessary, and Pansy's inference was reasonable in a sense, so he was still prepared not to discourage Pansy's enthusiasm. Up.

　　 and Malfoy could not explain why he knew the so-called truth.

　　 "Go back a little bit, something strange may pop out next." Malfoy reminded Pansy behind him, he is now ready to open the two dirty glass cabinets, the Horcrux is very likely Just hide in it.

　　 Pansy immediately took a few steps back when he heard the words, but still watched Malfoy's movements intently.

　　 "Then be careful, Draco." Pansy reminded.

　　 Sure enough, there are many strange magic items hidden inside. Malfoy dealt with them carefully. A silver snuff box seemed to be suddenly alive. He jumped from the partition, trying to bite his hand. Then it was shattered by a curse into tiny silver crumbs. At the same time, a multi-legged tweezers-like silverware crawled up Malfoy’s arm swiftly and went straight to his throat, seeming to want to pierce his skin. , But soon he was picked up by the wand in Malfoy's hand and flew straight out of the window.

　　 "Why not?" Malfoy's brows wrinkled, and the contents of the glass cabinet were in front of his eyes. Except for the few offensive objects he solved just now, only one remained. Pile of antique seals, several daggers that have long been rusted, animal claws, coiled snake skin, and a decorative crystal bottle with a piece of opal on it and blood in it.

　　 The last thing that appeared in his eyes was a dusty music box.

　　 Malfoy grabbed it in his hand and twisted the clockwork lightly, and then the ominous music of Ding Ding Dongdong began to faintly sound in the music box.

　　 "De..." As soon as Pansy heard this sound, she felt sleepy, her eyes became dazzling, and then she yawned, her body began to shake, and finally she leaned back and fell down. On the soft sofa behind, even Malfoy's name was not finished.

　　 "You'd better sleep first." Malfoy said softly, looking at Pansy lying crookedly on the sofa with his eyes closed. .

　　 The process of destroying the Horcrux should be kept secret anyway, whether it is for your own or her safety.

　　 Sometimes knowing too much is never a good thing.

　　 Then Malfoy gently closed the lid of the music box, took off the earplugs in his ears, and threw them on the floor.

　　 "Kreacher." Then Malfoy gently spit out the house elf's name.

　　 heard an explosive sound, Kreacher appeared in front of Malfoy's eyes, holding a dark brush in his hand, dusted all over his body, and seemed to be cleaning .

　　 "Master Malfoy, what do you want?" Kreacher asked respectfully, bowing.

　　 It seems that he adapts very quickly to the arrival of the new owner. If another wizard inherited this old mansion, it would be impossible to get Kreacher’s approval so quickly, but Malfoy and the Black family are intimate. Therefore, his identity was pure blood, and he quickly gained Kreacher's loyalty.

　　 "I order you, Kreacher, you went to a cave more than ten years ago and took a box from there. I ask you to give that box to me." Malfoy said directly to himself He suddenly realized that he didn't need to search everywhere like a headless fly. The house elf in front of him was a witness to all Regulus' actions. It knew all the inside story.

　　 I only need to give it a strong order to get the truth.

　　 Regulus sacrificed himself, let Kreacher bring this Horcrux back, and ordered him to destroy the Horcrux.

　　 is an ordinary house elf, how can he destroy this most evil? Maybe magical items that have been protected?

　　 So, the Horcrux that made Regulus sacrifice his life should be hidden somewhere in this house now, and Kreacher could not have known it.

　　 "Master Regulus said that Kreacher can't tell any family...anyone in the family, mountain...anything that happened in the cave..." Kreacher heard Malfoy's order and lost his eyes. He lost his look, and then stammered, answering Malfoy's question with that bullfrog-like low voice.

　　 It is resisting, resisting Malfoy's request, which is almost impossible for the house elves whose master's order is the highest law.

　　 "I'm not a direct member of the Black family, let alone, Kreacher, you know, I am your new master, and the previous master's constraints on you should no longer restrict you." Malfoy's eyes were tight. Staring at Kreacher, he didn't relax at all. He didn't want to push the poor house elf too hard, so he could only start from the loopholes in Regulus' words.

　　 Then Malfoy saw that Kreacher’s eyes seemed to be in focus again, and his stiff body began to tremble, shaking, panting, and his shriveled chest rose and fell sharply, giving out a blood-coagulated scream--

　　 "Kreacher made a mistake, Kreacher failed to carry out the orders of the young master!" The terrible memory in the dust inside was released, Kreacher's expression fell into panic and regret, and its body suddenly moved Get up and choose to rush to the poker standing by the fire. It wants to beat itself and punish itself. It failed to complete the task assigned to it by Master Regulus!

　　 "I order you to stop, Kreacher." Malfoy said slowly.

　　's voice fell, Kreacher fell straight on the cold floor, tears pouring from the sunken eye sockets.

　　 "Give me that box, and I will fulfill his unfulfilled wish for Regulus." Malfoy walked to the floor where Klee was lying, and said sincerely looking at Kreacher's sunken eyes.

　　 "No, no, it's a scary box. Kreacher cannot murder the new owner." Kreacher still couldn't stop tears in his eyes, shaking his head on the floor, following his length. The nose flows into the grinning mouth, and a mouthful of gray teeth can be seen.

　　 "Horror?" Malfoy keenly grasped a word in Klee's incision and thought.

　　 It is very likely that Slytherin’s locket has shown its deceptive power as a Horcrux, perhaps because Kreacher is a house elf, different from ordinary wizards, and escaped.

　　 "I repeat, I order you to give me that box." Malfoy said slowly, but there was a firmness that couldn't be denied in his tone.

　　 "The box is hidden where Kreacher usually sleeps!" Kreacher suddenly started screaming, and a wheel rolled from the stone floor to his feet and rushed downstairs.

　　 "The basement?" Malfoy didn't have time to think about it, why he had already checked the place in more detail, but still missed it? He followed Kreacher all the way downstairs.

　　 "That's it." Soon, Malfoy followed Kreacher's footsteps to the basement where Kreacher had just circled with Pansy, and then watched Kreacher rush over and open the cupboard.

　　 There is a sink in it, and underneath is a hole, the hole is full of traces of oil, and there are a few dead bugs lying there.

　　 "This is where Kreacher usually sleeps." At this time, Kreacher's expression was full of pride, as if it was the place where he lived. The simpler and filthy, the more proud he was.

　　 "But Kreacher is still unwilling to let the new owner get this box. This box is something of the Dark Lord. It's too evil and too cruel. Master Regulus did it for it..." Kreacher said As he said, the sad emotions began to surge again, and the voice began to twitch again.

　　 Malfoy ignored him, and whispered, "Dobby." He called the house elf he had brought from his home.

　　 "Dobby is always ready to be sent by the young master." I have to say that the house elves are very good at apparitions, and Dobby came to Malfoy in front of Malfoy after only a moment. His waist saluted.

　　 "Look at him." Malfoy stared at Dobby and said, pointing a finger at Kreacher.

　　"The sword is coming!" Then Malfoy raised his wand and chanted the spell, only to see Gryffindor's sword pierced the door of the room and flew to his hand. If there is anyone present, observe carefully, you will find The tip of the sword was quenched with a black liquid.

　　 At this moment, the box had been picked up by Kreacher from the hole and rolled onto the dusty ground.

　　 Malfoy stared at the locket in front of him. The box was inlaid with a faint green python-like gem, which was placed in an "S" shape, with strange patterns all over the body, and it was spitting out letters. , Opening its blood bowl wide mouth, as if seeing food, rushing to prepare to prey at any time, around the green gemstones are engraved with astrological symbols and visual orientation notation.

　　 These symbols are related to the astrological knowledge of the measurement of the relative angles of planets and the relationship between them.

　　 "It's you." Malfoy nodded confidently, then stopped hesitating, and proceeded to destroy the Horcruxes. The night grew dreamy, but later it changed.

　　 As if feeling the danger, the contents of the locket rustled like a cockroach in the cage, as if seeking sympathy from others, and then the small golden lid of the locket popped open with a click.

　　 Behind the two small glass windows, there is a live eye blinking, black and bright, like Tom Riddle’s eyeballs. Malfoy has some impression of this, but then the eyes narrowed again. , From the faint black to the **** red.

　　 "What do you want? I can satisfy you!" Hissing voice kept coming from the locket.

　　 Malfoy is unmoved.

　　 With a "clam" sound, Gryffindor’s sword was swung high, and then fell quickly, drawing a beautiful arc in the air, and then the tip of the sword penetrated the evil pair with incomparable precision. His eyes were pierced in.

　　 clean and neat!

　　According to the usual practice~IndoMTL.com~ Horcrux still spontaneously displays its magic power to the people around it, to seduce it, hoping that someone can take the bait and provide him with the energy to resurrect.

　　 But Malfoy, who has destroyed many Horcruxes, has not been shaken by the bewitching sound like a magic sound. In other words, so far, his desire has not reached the point where the Horcrux arouses. .

　　 In a sense, Voldemort’s crisis consciousness is too strong. His vision has made him fear death since he was a teenager, but that is the most energetic and energetic stage of mankind. But still embarking on his longevity plan, how incredible it is.

　　The ancient kings, even if they later became superstitious in alchemy, most of them were at the age of knowing the destiny, tasted and felt the terrible power of time, and then began to pursue the almost impossible ray of light-long life.

　　 "It's a pointless temptation." Malfoy stared at the already broken locket. He laughed contemptuously and shook his head.

　　 At this moment, the colored silk lining of the locket emits light smoke, which symbolizes the complete destruction of this Horcrux.

　　 No matter how evil the Horcrux is, it is after all an accessory to a part of a person's soul. The temptations are those things-wealth, power, and power.

　　 But these things are often only tempting to those who lack them.

　　

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