You must have killed him, didn't you? Sirius gritted his teeth, kicking Kreacher to the ground, waving his wand and shouting.

"Drill the heart and debon!"

The beam of the spell struck Kreacher in a matter of moments, and the old house-elf let out a terrible scream and rolled on the ground with a trembling body.

None of the others present were aware of Sirius' outburst,

"Are you crazy? Sirius! Without hesitation, Lupin rushed forward and stopped Sirius, who was still trying to torment Kreacher.

"Let go of me, I'm going to teach it a lesson today!" Sirius's eyes were red, and he was furious about to break free from Lupin's grasp.

Lupin didn't dare to hurt Sirius, so he could only pull and force him, but he didn't notice that Sirius was hit in the stomach with a heavy punch.

After getting rid of Lupin, Sirius took a few steps forward, his eyes red, and waved his wand again at Kreacher, shouting loudly.

"Crushed..."

"Except for your weapons!"

Halfway through Sirius's incantation, another voice rang out.

The crimson beam of magic flashed, and Sirius's body slammed into the wall next to him as if it had been hit hard, and the wand in his hand came out of his hand and fell on Ivan's hand in a whirl.

Ivan took the wand but didn't dare to slack off in the slightest, because Sirius's state at this time was obviously not right.

It didn't take long for Ivan to guess that Sirius was under the influence of the Horcrux, and immediately shouted at Lu Ping.

"Quick! Take the locket in his hand now! ”

Lupin also relented at this time, and pounced directly on Sirius to seize the Horcrux.

But the latter didn't know what was crazy, desperately protecting the locket in his hand, the two scrambled and scuffled together, and the locket made a slight noise and fell to the ground.

Harry picked up the Slytherin locket at the right time, ready to throw it to Ivan with a backhand.

When he was about to get out of his hand, Harry stopped suddenly, a faint tingling sensation came from the scar on the top of his head, and the locket box he was holding in his hand seemed to have some kind of magic, making him reluctant to let go.

Fortunately, Ivan stepped forward in time to take the Horcrux, and Harry was able to recover from his strange state.

"Sober up, Harry, are you alright?" Ivan looked at him worriedly.

Harry shook his head, saying that he was fine except that his scar hurt a little, and then he snapped back to Sirius and ran over worriedly.

The Horcrux trembled uneasily in Ivan's hand, and Ivan vaguely sensed that his brain was being invaded, and subconsciously activated the Occlumency Technique, which quickly disappeared without a trace.

Obviously, the Occlumency Technique that has been promoted to level six is still very powerful, and the Horcrux can't do anything to him.

Sirius, who had been controlled by Lupin, also returned to normal at this time, he clearly remembered all his actions just now, but it felt so strange...

"I'm sorry, Lupin... I don't know what happened just now, but it didn't hurt you, did it? Sirius looked at Harry and Ivan awkwardly and said apologetically to Lupin.

"That punch you hit was pretty heavy! But I'm not that vulnerable! Lupin smiled and joked, not paying attention to the episode.

Immediately afterward, Lupin's gaze turned to the Horcrux in Ivan's hand, and continued with certainty. "Looks like this locket is affecting your mood..."

Sirius and Harry's eyes looked over as well.

"That's right! Lupin was right, this thing affects people's minds, and Professor Lockhart in the last school year was miserable by the same thing! Ivan explained as he played with the Horcrux in his hand.

As far as he knew, every Horcrux Voldemort made possessed the ability to confuse people's minds.

Slytherin's locket is based on the time of Regulus' death, and it should have been a Horcrux made during Voldemort's heyday, and its power was much stronger than that of a diary and a crown to unwittingly affect the powerful Sirius.

Of course, this also has something to do with Sirius's emotional outburst after hearing about Regulus's encounter, and the Horcrux only fuels the flames, intensifying his emotions and causing him to become crazy.

"This thing is too dangerous, we better destroy it now!" Sirius was very solemn, thinking back to the feeling of all kinds of evil thoughts rushing to his heart just now, and he was still a little afraid.

Ivan nodded, destroying the Horcruxes wasn't difficult for him, and it wasn't the first time he'd done something like this.

"But I think you forgot to apologize to the other person!" Ivan didn't do it immediately, but looked at Kreacher, who was trembling on the ground.

"Kreacher is a bad elf... Master Regulus shouldn't have died... It should be Kreacher who is dead..."The old house-elf shrank in the corner very humbly, muttering to himself, tears and snot flowing downward, looking very pitiful.

"You mean I want to apologize to Kreacher?" Sirius frowned, a little reluctant.

"Sirius, I think you should apologize too, you could have almost killed it just now!" Harry spoke up in a helpful voice, and he looked at the poor house-elf who had fallen to the ground, and he couldn't help but feel some sympathy, and continued.

"Kreacher didn't do anything wrong, did he? It has done its best and can only follow the orders of Regulus, it is a great house-elf! ”

"Come on, you've probably forgotten what it called you before!" Sirius pursed his lips, looking at Kreacher with a slightly disgruntled look in his eyes.

Sirius really didn't understand why Regulus would choose to drink that potion himself, and he could have had Kreacher replace it, as long as he was careful not to wake up the corpses.

So there are still some complaints about this house-elf Sirius, thinking that it didn't protect his brother...

Ivan shook his head secretly, of course he could guess some of Sirius's thoughts, and more importantly, he could see the humble status of the house-elves from Sirius's reaction.

Sirius was willing to apologize to Lupin for the punch he was the first to do, but he was not happy to do the same to Kreacher, who was almost killed by himself.

This is not to say that his character is a problem, but that the influence of years of lessons has unconsciously given the concept of most wizards, and the house-elves are like slaves in their eyes, and they can kill at will.

How could a master apologize to a slave?

(PS: For special reasons, I'm sorry for the day, please understand.) In short, there will be three more today. ）