"Although we cannot rehabilitate him now, you can take this pendant first, keep it and the parchment inside, and this will be the proof that your brother is a hero. Eren gestured with his hand, and the forgery made by Regulus flew towards Sirius.

Sirius grabbed it, holding it firmly in his palm, and then asked reluctantly, "Don't you need to use it as a trap?"

Alan took out a small piece of metal from his waist bag, used his magic to cast a transfiguration spell to make it begin to deform, and made a fake on the spot modeled after the real Slytherin locket: "My piece is at least a little more like your brother's, I don't need to change the material or rely on magic to maintain the deformation, and I don't have to worry about it being invalid when it runs out." ”

After making the fake, Alan made a piece of parchment and a quill appear in front of Sirius: "Maybe you want to write what you said to the mysterious man on it, are you interested? We can put it in this locket." ”

"That's a great idea! I think about it...... Jaime is very good at giving people nicknames, and I'm good at swearing, especially these Slytherins, like the snot that pesters Lily...... I've got to write a few great ...... for Jaime," Sirius raised his hand, took the parchment and quill, turned around and placed it on the pedestal of the stone platform, leaning down, pressing one arm against the stone platform and writing quickly on the parchment with the other.

Alan still has some talent for it, and when Snape discovers the map they helped to make and tries to find out the secrets, he is severely humiliated by the map.

Seeing Sirius begin to write hard, Alan also paused and began to rearrange the magical effect of the stone basin base, and accidentally caught a glimpse of the powerful laxatives on the stone basin, he turned his head and said to Hermione, "Hermione came here and helped pour these potions into the stone basin." ”

"Alan, are you really going to do anything to the mystery man..."Hermione shrugged her nose uneasily, she didn't feel like she was so entangled if she just fought the mystery man, but for giving people such a prank-like powerful laxative, it made the female prefect who liked to follow the rules very uncomfortable, you know, she was usually responsible for stopping the prank and collecting the prank supplies...

"Wouldn't it be great if he was really fooled? Hermione, the Weasley's Wizardry products are not forbidden outside of Hogwarts, and speaking of which, you are one of the bosses yourself, this may be the only chance in your life to make the world's greatest wizard diluted. Allen's fingers began to wander along the pedestal, but his eyes winked at Hermione, "That's a lot less likely than killing the mystery man, isn't it?

Sirius on the other side seemed to be a little more temperamental when he heard this, and he seemed to have returned to the best of his school days, and even his smile looked a little younger: "Haha! Alan, you're right! Hermione, you should be more adventurous as a Gryffindor, don't be so conformist!"

"Actually... Sirius, if you really want to say that your godson Harry may not be as good as Hermione..."Alan muttered, knowing that although Hermione's personality usually seemed to be disciplined, she was the most ruthless of the Gryffindor trio at critical times.

In the original world trajectory, Hermione easily used the whole body binding spell planned as a curse on Neville from the first year to petrify all of them, to stealing potions and medicinal materials from Lockhart in the second year to get a forbidden book to make a compound potion that would violate at least fifty school rules, until the senior year took the lead in proposing and designing punishments to match some cruel betrayers, and using confusion charms without a wand to interfere with Quidditch's selection, etc... Even after Crabbe's fat man burned herself to death with the Fierce Fire of Dark Magic, second only to the Unforgivable Curse, the comments about the Fierce Fire were that she didn't have the courage to use it in her life, not that she wouldn't... Miss Jack-of-all-trades is a big hit, she just likes to play big...

Sure enough, Hermione's expression, although very complicated, seemed to take the persuasion of the two as a reason for her foul, and she pursed her lips with a firm decision, leaned over and picked up the laxative bottles, and began to pour them into the stone basin with a clean movement, carefully ensuring that not a single drop of laxatives was wasted to prevent them from bursting out.

After a short while.

"Give me another piece of paper, Alan. Sirius, who was immersed in his books, stretched out his hand without raising his head, and nodded with satisfaction as he scanned the letter he had just written, full of curses, sarcasm, and mockery.

"What?... Did you finish your dissertation so quickly in school before?!" Alan was speechless when he saw the situation, "Do you think the mysterious man has the heart to turn the page and continue reading after reading a whole page of scolding him?!, is he not the author of the serialized section of the Daily Prophet, and he still wants to read the feedback from readers?!And do you think you can put too much in the locket?"

“... I just don't write it... What's the hurry..."Sirius, who knew that he was in a loss, picked up the parchment he had just written, and flicked it lightly, and the parchment flew lightly towards Alan, it was a pity that he hadn't enjoyed it yet, "Maybe when I go back, I should try to write some more and submit them..."

Alan, who had some bruises on his arm, pinched the parchment with his fingers, and no longer bothered with the middle-aged wizard of Gryffindor, he folded the parchment into a small square and put it in the locket, at this time Hermione had filled the stone basin with powerful laxatives, Alan slid the locket box off the side wall of the stone basin, and with a bang, the locket sank into the powerful laxative.

Allen, who straightened his back and stood up completely, stretched out the staff again, and used the end of the crystal ball to complete the final part of the spell on the stone basin, and the black smoke appeared out of thin air and was quickly absorbed into the pedestal, and the stone basin also restored the black magic effect arranged by the mysterious man - whoever wants to get the locket in the stone basin must drink these powerful laxatives.

At this time, everyone turned their heads to look, and under the control of the three death knights, the Yin corpses were already standing silently, water droplets dripping from their tattered wet clothes, and the air around them was both solemn and disgusting, faintly hinting at the watery death of these corpses—these Yin corpses lost their lives in the waters of the Black Lake. Judging from their rotting and seeping clothes, and the damp and sticky air that filled their vicinity, one can imagine them panting to death in the water at that time.

Sirius, who had been a little heartless because of his mischief, put away his smile and began to roam the bodies of these Yin Corpses, looking for familiar faces, but the sunken faces and sunken eye sockets looked much the same.

These yin corpses were already skinny and bone-thin, like a layer of skin hanging tightly on the skeleton, and their distorted bodies looked extremely hideous and terrifying. Their slimy white hands hung down at their sides, soaked in the icy black lake water for years, and there was hardly any hair left on their heads, and the eyes that were open in the sunken eye sockets were misty, as if there were cobwebs in them.

Sirius looked at the corpses and saw that there was not much difference in the appearance of these corpses, and it was difficult for him to find out from these emaciated corpses based on the appearance of his brother in his impression.

"Identifying Regulus with the naked eye is not an easy task and it is very time-consuming. Alan touched his smooth chin, he raised his staff, and the crystal ball below lit up under the palm of his hand, "I'll try it with divination." ”

"Wait a minute. Hermione pressed Alan's hand to stop him from using divination to predict Regulus' whereabouts, and she raised her chin in the direction of Kreacher, who was lying on the ground with a blank eye, "We'll need to cheer up Kreacher and let him identify Regulus too, and they won't be able to help you later." ”