Thinking of this, Ivan sighed, but still said strongly.

"Kreacher does have something disrespectful to us, so you'll have to order it to apologize to us, but you'll have to apologize to it anyway!"

Harry looked at Sirius very seriously, and Lupin hesitated for a moment, but also said a few words of persuasion.

"Okay, okay, I apologize!" Sirius couldn't resist them, so he turned to look at Kreacher.

This house-elf also heard the conversation of Ivan and the others, and his face showed a look of panic, shock, and disbelief...

"No, the master shouldn't have apologized to Kreacher! It's Kreacher's failure to protect Master Regulus, it's Kreacher's fault, and it must be punished! Kreacher let out a fierce scream.

It frantically searched for something around it that could punish itself, and finally grabbed a broken chair leg and pounded its head hard.

"Bad Kreacher... Bad slave... Bad Kreacher! Kreacher screamed loudly as he self-harmed.

"Don't do that... Kreacher! You're not wrong, Sirius almost killed you, and he should apologize to you! Harry snatched the leg of his chair and took Kreacher's wrist as he spoke.

But the house-elf didn't pay attention to Harry's words, and even almost scratched him, still muttering "bad kreacher" and "bad slave".

"Look! I want to apologize—" Sirius shrugged, he had expected this to happen, so he quickly explained.

"If I had apologized to it, it would have killed itself in shame!"

Harry opened his mouth to argue, but looking at Kreacher, who was sincerely frightened, he still shut up, feeling very uncomfortable, feeling both pitiful and angry...

Ivan was also watching this scene, shaking his head secretly.

Hundreds of years of enslavement and oppression of house-elves by wizards have become a habit, and they have been domesticated as a concept that is deeply engraved in their minds.

Even if they themselves have given up the idea of resisting, who can help them?

Soon, though, Ivan took it for granted again.

Wizards are the absolute masters of the wizarding world!

The house-elves, who have been scattered and enslaved, will not be able to resist even if they resist, and will not pose any threat to the rule of the wizards, but will be slaughtered in retaliation...

Unless all the magical creatures such as goblins, centaurs, and merfolk rebel, it is possible to shake the authority of wizards.

"Alright, let's not talk about that! Ivan, didn't you say you could destroy this locket? Lupin on the side took the initiative to speak to ease the atmosphere and turned his words to the Horcrux.

Ivan nodded, and waved his wand to the staircase under the gaze of everyone.

"The suitcase is flying!"

Under the summoning of the Flying Spell, there was a sudden sound from upstairs, and a moment later, a small suitcase flew around and landed in front of everyone.

Ivan solemnly opened the suitcase, took out a small box from it, and then opened the small box, revealing the five bottles of reagents inside, and the dark liquid was filled with a dangerous aura...

"What the hell is this, that needs to be hidden so tightly?" Sirius asked, staggered.

"Poison! A powerful snake venom to be exact! It's more dangerous and precious, and I got it by accident..."Ivan explained casually.

The bottle contained the basilisk's venom, which he extracted from the snake's fangs, which was capable of corroding souls and causing damage to Voldemort's Horcruxes.

This layer of protection was to prevent the bottle from being shattered, and the snake venom seeping out and hurting himself, and he didn't want his skin to come into contact with this kind of thing.

Thinking of this, Ivan was also a little helpless, the fire ring that Aisya gave him before had already been used, otherwise there would be no need to carry this dangerous item.

At least fix the ring? It's not impossible, it's good to learn the fire spell, but if he knows the fire spell, what else does he need this ring for?

Ivan placed the Slytherin locket on the table beside him, twisted the lid of the reagent, and whispered the snake whisper.

"Hiss ~ (Open)"

Containing a magical sound, it vibrated at a strange frequency, and the closed locket slowly opened.

The interior is engraved with a large number of fine lines, and there is a living eye blinking in each of the two grooves above the lid, black and bright, exactly like the eyes of Tom Riddle that Ivan has seen!

Airplanes...

The Horcrux placed on the table by Ivan made a final struggle, and a large amount of black mist poured out of the locket and filled the living room.

Ivan felt his brain being invaded again, and it felt very strong, like someone had struck his head with an awl to break it!

Ivan resisted with Occlumency.

Perhaps sensing that this was useless, a voice hissed from the Horcrux.

[I know you, Ivan Hals!] I see your ambition, only I can give you strength, we are all the way...]

After that voice fell, the black mist suddenly surged,

Althea, Hermione, Luna, Hagrid, and many other familiar figures appeared in the black mist and stopped in front of Ivan.

[You have to believe in Him, He can help you!] Black Mist Hermione said in a gloomy voice.

[Yes, they are the enemy when they come to us!] Althea said softly.

Luna's smile looked a little weird.

......

Everyone in the black fog was talking, but the voice was not beautiful, but hoarse.

Then another figure emerged from the black mist, it was Dumbledore, his face was hideous, and he shot one beam after another with his wand, wantonly slaughtering Althea and the others.

The latter fell to the ground in despair, until another Black Mist version of Ivan appeared behind Dumbledore and killed Dumbledore with an extremely powerful spell, with a Slytherin locket on his chest.

A large number of black flowers slowly fell from the air, and a large number of figures appeared around him, and even the Minister of Magic, Fudge, prostrated in front of him, praising the new master of the wizarding world in a hoarse voice...

"It's really an old-fashioned play, is that all you have? That's a real disappointment for me! Ivan smiled disdainfully.

He knew that the Horcrux must have read the memories of Harry and the others, and then his brain made up the scene improvised in an attempt to shake his faith.

The proof is that the other party can't show Fren, Walker and other werewolves, because Harry, Sirius and others have never seen them at all.

So the Horcruxes didn't know that there was no point in threatening themselves with Dumbledore, because the old professor wouldn't be able to live long after another Horcrux plot...

Ivan stepped directly into the black mist without changing his face, and sprinkled the snake venom into the empty clearing according to his memory...