Chapter 856: Why Don't You Spare Your Own Blood?!

"Klicek - can lead the way, can teleport you!" the old house-elf got up, but he couldn't stop sobbing because he had been crying so badly before.

Before Alan could answer, Sirius wiped his face with his hand, he stood up and refused coldly in a voice that was still a little crying: "I don't need you to lead the way, hand over your memories, and we can go ourselves." “

Hermione, who had just thought he had convinced Sirius, was puzzled, "Why don't you bring Kreacher there?" ”

"Even if you're right," Sirius shook his head resolutely, "but it's true, I can't trust him, this guy is crazy right now, if he messes with some ghosts in the teleportation process, we'll die!"

"No, Kreacher knows very well what he is doing, and he will definitely not hurt you!" Kreacher glared at Sirius hatefully, turned around and bowed low to Alan, and pleaded with Alan on his robe: "Master Alan Harris, please take Kreacher with you, Kreacher wants to welcome Master Regulus back in person!"

There was a suppressed silence in the room for a while, Sirius snorted a little annoyed, and Kreacher's thin body stood trembling in the room: "Kreacher can do anything, please Master Alan Harris, take Kreacher over." ”

"There are a lot of water features in that cave, it's not a natural thing, these crystals will interfere, Kreacher, you can teleport from the inside for a short distance, or from the inside to the outside should be safe without any problems, but if you want to teleport from the outside to the inside, once the interference produces an error, it is very likely that you will be teleported into the mountain..." Although the mysterious man underestimated the house-elves, he didn't care about them so he gave them the opportunity to teleport inside, but out of caution, he still set up these crystals so that the creatures that could teleport could not easily break through the obstacles he had set up, and could go directly to the place where he hid things, he at least cared about Dumbledore's Fawkes. ”

"Then we can take him with us in reverse—" Hermione couldn't bear to plead for Kreacher.

The corners of Kreacher's mouth twitched, the Blake tutor from birth to the present made him reflexively disgusted and wanted to make sarcasm, but when he came back to his senses, he closed his mouth again, looked at the ground with teary eyes, pretended not to see Hermione, and did not give any response, as if Hermione did not exist in this old mansion, which was very rare for him to be able to do this.

The gloomy weather made the rough, rolling sea even deeper and more dangerous, and the cold breeze rattled their magic robes.

With a puff of smoke, Alan and the others stood on a high black rock that was exposed to the sea, the waves rolling under their feet, and in front of them stood a steep cliff across the sea, with only the rolling sea and black rocks in all directions, and there was no forbidden apparition except for the small, lonely and bare patches under their feet.

"It's right there. Kreacher pointed his long finger at a crack in the cliff, the dark waters swirling in it.

“... Are you really a Ravenclaw?!! Such a bold apparition to take all of us across such a long distance at once. Sirius gasped with his hands on his knees, and he was a little frightened when he was pulled over by Alan for a long teleportation without a little preparation, "Why didn't you bring that phoenix with you?"

"Anka wasn't in good shape today, a little uncomfortable... It should be grooming its feathers in my house now..."Alan explained casually, but his face was a little sad.

Ankka was actually throwing a tantrum because of what had happened before, and its feathers had been pulled by Penelope to different lengths, and it had been trying in vain with its sharp beak to groom them to restore its beauty— Of course, Penelope didn't get much good, after all, it wasn't a case of really encountering the enemy, and she was a little stunned by Anka's first round of attacks, and in the same way, although she didn't say anything to Allen, it was obvious that Penelope, who had just come back from hard work in Africa, was also a little angry, and found an outlet for herself, and put the object of anger on Hermione, who had such an idea- The skull-aching Alan hadn't explained the specifics to Hermione, and in this respect he fully embodied Sirius's previous disdain for Ravenclaw, and he had chosen to delay the issue and avoid it.

Crafting a portal to the world, breaking through the restrictions prohibiting apparition, they came to the chasm, which looked like a crack from a distance but was actually a dark passage, and Alan and the others walked along the slippery rocks in the lower places towards the crack in the mountain.

"Fluorescent flickering. A few wizards lit up the slimy-stained rock wall with a bluish-white glow, and as they walked down the dark passage, they followed the steps into a large cavern.

"There's nothing here!" Sirius watched as Alan approached the cave wall, walked around the cave twice from the right, and glared impatiently at Kreacher, "Where did you get in?"

The old house-elf didn't seem to hear Sirius's words, and now he had a valid reason to ignore Sirius, holding his hand, and just quietly watching his current master, Alan, point him in the direction, and Alan began to place his hand on the rough cave wall and grope for sense.

"Here. Alan's hand stopped at one of the rock walls, then took a few steps back and beckoned to the others to come closer.

Hermione and Sirius approached, and Hermione looked at where Eren had just stayed and said, "There are traces of magic here, and I can feel the remnants of magic." ”

"The door is hidden here?" Sirius didn't leave the stone wall, took out his wand from his right hand, pointed it at the rock, and suddenly, the outline of an arch appeared on the rock wall, radiating a dazzling white light, "Ha, right here!"

Before Sirius's cry of excitement had fallen, the outline was gone, and as if it had just been an illusion, the rock had regained its previous hardness and thickness, and there was nothing on it.

Sirius was startled and pounced, and pointed his wand at the wall, but the wall didn't move.

Alan stepped forward and grabbed Sirius, who was a little anxious, and everyone looked at him in bewilderment, even Kreacher's eyes widened - for Alan had already taken the dagger that had been tied to his belt in his hand and slashed towards Sirius.

The side of the dagger's thin blade was still shining with cold light, Sirius looked at Eren blankly, he instinctively felt that it was not good, but his hand was firmly pulled by Alan, the cold light flashed, and a burst of red spewed, and the surface of the rock was suddenly sprinkled with shiny dark red blood beads.

The outline of the dazzling white arch appeared on the cave wall again, and this time it did not disappear, and the blood-soaked rock in the arch suddenly began to collapse, and finally revealed a doorway that seemed to be endless darkness inside.

"The rock at the entrance of the cave needs to be bloodied and debilitating for those who enter to open it. Alan explained before Sirius could ask, and reattached the dagger that had only been used for dissection during experiments to his belt, "The mystery man seems to think that this physical pain and the passage of blood will weaken the person entering the cave, but it seems to me that the flow of water will not affect you much. ”

Sirius cried out in grief, "Then why don't you let your own blood go?!"

"I'm afraid of pain. Alan didn't even have time to think before he gave the answer, and he even deliberately mimicked the tone and reply of his father Owen when he replied to Albert about experimenting with his phoenix Animagus form, and raised an eyebrow at Hermione to remind her, successfully getting the smile of Miss Know-It-all who remembered the scene in front of her.

"You should remind me directly next time, I'll do it myself!" Sirius grumbled, but as the three figures had begun to walk behind the door, the tip of his wand slashed across the deep wound that Alan had cut on his arm, and the wound was instantly healed as it had healed.