Under Harry's reminder, Dumbledore and the others unexpectedly "smoothly" found Regulus from the lake by Dumbledore using the Flying Charm, but at the same time, they also alarmed Voldemort to protect the Yin corpses here, and they rushed from the water in droves to the shore where several people were, waving their arms to cut through the water, like a forest rising underwater, the scene was extremely terrifying. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, no one paid attention to them at this time, everyone's attention was on the black-haired young man in the air, and it was gratifying that Regulus's body was very well preserved, except for the very shabby clothes, it was not obvious that he had been dead for fifteen years.

But just as Darren had feared, Regulus, who was floating in the air, should have stopped functioning in his body, moving his limbs freely, his wooden face, and his eyes were wide open, facing their direction, Regulus, who had also become a yin corpse.

"Regulus!" Blake let out a hoarse cry and stretched out his arms into the air, "My brother! Come here, I'll take you back! ”

However, his call was to no avail, and the Yin corpse in the air still writhed, unconscious, without a trace of response.

"Blake, get out of the way, I'll put Regulus down, there's still some minor trouble to deal with." Dumbledore moved his wand to let Regulus, who was floating in the air, slowly land in front of Black, and then he turned to the corpses.

There is no doubt that Dumbledore knows the Yin Corps very well, and he directly chose the power that will do the most harm to the Yin Corps, fire.

Darren saw Dumbledore's power for the first time, with the wave of his wand, fire, flames, blazing flames, blazing flames like a storm, blazing flames like a storm filled the surrounding space, leaving only a few of them nearby, as far as the eye could see, there were all tumbling, raging flames, releasing amazing heat, and his ears were filled with the whistling of flames, so that Darren instinctively held his head in his hands and bowed down, but he still felt as if he was in an oven, and even the air he inhaled was hot.

He couldn't help but miss the clothes that were still wet just now, and he knew that he wouldn't let Dumbledore dry them, although it was cold at that time, but now it's just right, and it can still moisturize......

Fortunately, after a few moments, the flames were gone, and Darren looked up to see that the Yin corpses that had been lining the shore were gone, and all of them had been swept away, only the still steaming lake was surging.

This is Dumbledore's strength, known as the strength of the strongest wizard! Only Voldemort could stand up to it.

Yes, Voldemort's power is comparable to that of Dumbledore......

At this moment, the voices of Blake and Kreacher came, pulling Darren out of his shock at Dumbledore's level of power.

"Regulus, Regulus, stop, I'm your brother, I'm here to take you back, look at me......"

"Master Regulus, Kreacher is here, Kreacher is here."

However, despite being wrapped in the ropes of the Binding Charm, Regulus writhed and tried to attack them, no matter how much Black and Kreacher cried, and it was clear that Regulus had become a complete corpse that would attack anyone who disturbed it.

Dumbledore next to him walked over, "Blake, let me try," he said, he raised his wand slightly, and in a silent voice he thought something in his mouth, and in a moment, Regulus fell silent, as if he were asleep.

"Thank you, Professor Dumbledore," Blake said with tears in his eyes.

"No thanks, Regulus is a hero and deserves his honor and respect," Dumbledore looked at Regulus, lowered his wand, and lowered his head, Darren stood as solemnly as he was, saluting the former Death Eater who had rebelled against Voldemort in obscurity, Harry did the same, and the lake was silent, except for the aging house-elves sobbing quietly.

Dumbledore raised his head, but his face was still solemn, "Blake, although I asked Regulus to stop, I can feel that he is not completely back to normal, I guess it is the potion he once drank that is working, otherwise there is no explanation why he became the way he is, and for potions, I would like to recommend you a person who is very good at it and should be able to solve Regulus's problem." ”

"Who is it? I'll go to him right away. ”

"You know him, Severus. Snape, Potions professor at Hogwarts School. ”

Hearing Snape's name, Blake was visibly taken aback, "Is that him?" That ......"

"Blake! Severus, one of the most gifted people I've ever met, is the most suitable person to consider, given Regulus's situation and the peculiarities we're investigating at the moment. Dumbledore abruptly interrupted Blake, and Darren guessed he didn't want students to hear the professor's nickname.

Blake was silent for a moment, but when his gaze turned to Regulus, he agreed, "Okay, I'll go to Snape and hope that he will be able to remove the potion from Regulus, as you said." ”

"So, Regulus has been found, are we going back?" Harry asked, looking at the black lake that had just gushed out of the corpse and the hazy green light inside.

"I hope so, but I'm afraid we'll be here for a while, and I have some questions about Regulus's locket, and Kreacher said that Regulus had left a replacement, and maybe that would help us a little." Dumbledore still said in his calm voice.

"Locket? You mean, we're going to go there? Harry looked down at the lake.

"I think so."

"But how are we going to get there?"

"Harry, as a wizard, there's nothing to stop you from ignoring the spell Voldemort has set up here, and of course, I think you've thought about it."

Even though the wand wasn't shining brightly, Darren could see that Harry's face had darkened.

"Here," Dumbledore stood by the lake, holding one hand dangling in the air, holding his wand in the other, and struck his fist with the tip of his wand.

Immediately, a thick green copper chain emerged from the depths of the lake and passed through Dumbledore's empty fist.

Dumbledore tapped the chain with his wand, and the chain began to slide through his fist like a snake, coiling in a heap on the ground with a tinkling sound.