Just seconds before Kreacher spotted Regulus, Dumbledore conjured up four giant trolls that pushed countless Yin Corpses into the dark waters, setting off huge waves.

Dumbledore was victorious, and the trolls he conjured defeated the Corpse.

But before everyone had time to rejoice, Evan found that puffs of black smoke suddenly appeared from the body of the troll soaked in the lake, and his face, which had no expression, also showed fear.

It was the first time he had seen the transformed artifacts and he was frightened, he didn't know what they had encountered, but it was definitely Voldemort's dark magic that had left in the lake to work.

In the blink of an eye, they all turned to smoke and disappeared.

As if nothing had happened, dense and endlessly filled with yin corpses floated from the depths of the lake and crawled out in a steady stream.

Dumbledore calmly looked at the approaching Yin corpse, not too surprised, as if he had expected this to happen, and he continued to dance the wand in his hand.

But before he could successfully cast the spell, Kreacher's shout suddenly rang out, "Master Regulus, Kreacher has found Master Regulus!"

Hearing his shout, everyone was stunned and looked in the direction he was pointing.

Only Sirius did not hesitate, and rushed out at the moment of Kreacher's voice, rushing in the direction of Regulus.

"Be careful, Sirius, there are so many corpses there, don't go there!" Harry screamed as he tried to stop Sirius.

But it didn't work, Sirius was moving faster than expected.

"Regulus!!" he shouted hoarsely as he lunged forward, "Regulus, I've finally found you, I'm going to take you home, home"

Sirius's mournful cries repeated, tears streaming uncontrollably from his red eyes.

He rushed into the crowd of Yin corpses without regard for his own safety, and the end of his wand emitted red light at an unimaginable speed, knocking the Yin corpses that were blocking his progress into the air.

Behind him was Kreacher, who was also in a state of madness.

"Fight! Fight! For the sake of my master, for the sake of Master Sirius, for the sake of Master Regulus, Kreacher will fight!"

Even in the midst of this noise, his bullfrog-like voice was still clearly audible.

The old house-elf burst out with all the vitality in his body, brandishing the stone he had just picked up from the ground in his hand, and followed Sirius into the horde of corpses.

He was followed by Harry, then Dumbledore, Aven, and Hermione, several of whom had formed a line of defense that shattered completely, almost instantaneously engulfed by the rushing Yin Corps.

Aven's heart was beating hard, and it was enough to be frightened to stand on the high ground where the stone basin was placed in the center of the island, looking at these hideous-looking corpses from a distance.

Now the close contact makes him feel even more terrifying.

He couldn't help but shiver, all around him, there were all yin corpses that were constantly emitting cold air, they had just crawled out of the lake, their flabby, pale skin was covered with cold water droplets, and it was very uncomfortable to accidentally touch it, making people feel sick.

There were so many dead bodies that Evan couldn't see where to go.

Except for a corpse that was enough to give people nightmares, Evan could not see Dumbledore, Sirius, Harry, or Kreacher who were also trapped in the corpse.

The only thing to be thankful for was that Hermione had always been by his side, and when she was just engulfed by the Yin Corps, Evan held her right hand tightly at the last moment and did not let go.

Hermione gasped and snuggled up to Aven's side.

There was no blood on her pale little face, because she was afraid, her face was as pale as the yin corpses around her, and her beautiful brown eyes full of aura were also wide open at this time, and they were full of panic and uneasiness.

Tears kept rolling in Hermione's eyes, but she couldn't hold back.

She had endured no other sound except for the scream that had first fallen into the group of corpses, she knew that she was fighting now, and the weakness of crying and screaming was of no use other than to distract herself and Aven.

Scared, Hermione forced herself not to manifest it.

I can't tell why, seeing Ai Wen beside her, Her Min felt a strange sense of relief, no matter how many Yin corpses there are, no matter what she faces, even if it is death, as long as Ai Wen is by her side, she can face it calmly, and she will definitely be able to persevere to the end.

The two of them leaned close together, casting all kinds of spells at the approaching Yin corpse.

"Use fire, Hermione, use fire magic!" shouted Aven, "Dumbledore just said that the Yin Corpses are afraid of light and warmth, and we can attack them with fire!"

Hearing Evan's reminder, Hermione snapped into what Dumbledore had said.

"Blazing!" she shouted hurriedly.

A faint red flame appeared in front of her, and not far away, several Yin corpses that were about to pounce on them obviously hesitated.

Seeing the fire, they instinctively want to run away.

But the flames Hermione conjured were so faint that the corpses were hesitating, they didn't feel a strong sense of threat, and maybe they could try to break through.

Hermione gasped, after using this magic, all the magic in her body had been exhausted, and she knew that she had no way to dodge and dodge as she looked at the Yin corpse in all directions.

She closed her eyes in resignation, her right hand holding Evan tightly.

But Hermione's eyes opened immediately, and she was pleasantly surprised to see that Evan had also successfully cast the "Blazing" magic, and the half-human-tall red flames with a blazing temperature formed a circle on the ground, encircling them.

The corpses retreated, farther and farther away from the two of them.

"Aven!" Hermione turned and hugged Evan tightly, tears streaming down her face.

Evan gently patted Hermione on the shoulder and whispered comfort.

At this moment, although in the strange cave, although surrounded by countless yin corpses, but in this circular circle of fire, the atmosphere has become extremely warm.

Outside the ring of fire, almost close to the shore, Harry wasn't so laid-back, just seconds before he had followed Sirius and Kreacher into the horde of corpses.

Seeing Regulus, the two guys went into complete madness.

They were like the trolls Dumbledore conjured, rampaging through the hordes of Yin Corpses, Sirius bursting out with such prowess that Harry could no longer remember how many Yin Corpses he had knocked out trying to stop them.

Surrounded by heavy surrounding, they advanced at an astonishing speed, miraculously fast, and it took less than three seconds for them to rush to the side of Regulus, who had just climbed ashore.

"Go home, let's go home, Regulus!" Sirius cried bitterly as he hugged him, letting out a heart-rending cry.

He was crying so sadly that Harry couldn't help but cry along. He had never imagined Sirius to be like this, and he had told himself before how much he was as tired of Regulus as he was of the rest of the Black family.

Seeing this scene in front of him, Harry knew that Sirius had a lot of worries about his younger brother, and only then did he know that the brotherhood between them was realized.

"Home, home, I'm going to take you home, Regulus," Sirius murmured

He clung to Regulus's corpse with all his strength, for fear of losing the other party again. (To be continued.) )