"You mean......" Regulus looked at the book in disbelief.

"The performance after making the Horcrux is very consistent with the master's current performance, the soul is unstable, immortal, and the character is no longer so calm, all signs indicate that he made the Horcrux!" Cynthia couldn't help but raise her voice.

The two of them then looked down, and the ancient books also recorded how to make Horcruxes.

This is a very evil form of black magic, which needs to split one's soul by killing, separating a part of the soul from the body and sealing it in a vessel, which is the Horcrux.

In this way, even if the body is destroyed, you will not be able to die. Because there is still a part of the soul that has not been damaged and is still in the world. But the soul should remain intact, and dividing it is an evil act against nature. Because of this, even a large number of dark wizards are reluctant to make Horcruxes, preferring to die happily.

After seeing this, the brother and sister shivered at the same time, and they raised their heads, and they both saw deep fear in each other's eyes.

He ...... What was given to Bella and Lucius...... Could it be...... Horcruxes? Cynthia swallowed the fear in her heart and spoke.

"Quite possibly."

The two men put the ancient book back in its place, walked out of the study and came to the couch by the fireplace.

"Rael, we must keep this matter deep in our hearts, and if we let our master know, we will definitely ......," Cynthia said quickly as she grabbed Regulus by the shoulder.

Before he finished speaking, he heard a "snap", and Kreacher appeared in the foyer.

He lay on the carpet in the foyer, his tiny body twitching.

"Kreacher!" Cynthia walked over quickly, carefully helping the twitching elf to her feet. "What's wrong with you?"

"Water ......," Kreacher's hoarse voice sounded.

Regulus hurriedly took a glass of water and handed it to Kreacher.

The elf drank eight glasses of water in one sitty before stopping. When he saw himself in Cynthia's arms, he instantly stood up and hit him like a wall.

"Oh, Kreacher is lying in Miss Cynthia's arms! Kreacher is a bad elf! ”

Cynthia had no choice but to hold on tightly to his thin arm. "Kreacher! I order you to stop! ”

The elf stopped self-harming and looked at Cynthia with wide eyes.

"What happened, what did the master tell you to do? Why did you become like that? Cynthia asked eagerly, frowning.

"Miss Cynthia, the great Dark Lord took Kreacher to a cave. Deep in the cave is a cave with a large black lake in the cave...... There was a boat there, and the Dark Lord took Kreacher to an island in the middle of the lake. ”

"There is a ...... on the island full of medicine potion potions. Black...... The Dark Lord tells Kreacher to drink it...... Kreacher drank, and as he drank he saw something terrible...... Kreacher's body felt like it was on fire......"

The Dark Lord told Kreacher to drink all the potions...... He put a box in an empty basin...... He filled it with more potions. ”

"Then the Dark Lord rowed the boat away, leaving Kreacher alone on the island."

Kreacher needed water, and Kreacher slowly crawled to the edge of the island and drank from the black lake...... Many hands, dead man's hands, stretched out of the water and pulled Kreacher underwater......"

But Miss Cynthia told Kreacher to remember to go home...... Kreacher apparition returned......"

"The supreme law of house-elves is the master's command," Kreacher said in a prolonged voice. "The host asked Kreacher to go home, so Kreacher came back..."

Kreacher ...... Rest well! You can't tell anyone about it, not even father and mother! Remember? Cynthia looked at Kreacher and gave him orders.

"Kreacher will listen to Miss, Kreacher will not tell anyone, including the master and hostess, about this!" The elf nodded and walked to his cupboard.

Rael...... That box, it must be a Horcrux......" Cynthia looked at Regulus worriedly.

"Thea, did you ...... at first? Are we wrong......" Regulus' deep voice was full of confusion.

Suddenly, a burning sensation on the left arm broke the confusion between the two.

"Is it the master?! Rael, be sure to remember my words! Cynthia looked at Regulus with a serious expression.

The two of them made their way to the dimly lit old Gaunt house through the fireplace.

"Now, you guys, head to Godric's Hollow, where we have been ambushed by the Order of the Phoenix!" Seeing the two appear, Lucius quickly grabbed their hands, and the phantom shifted.

As soon as they landed, the three of them put on hideous masks. A horde of Aurors is besieging five disadvantaged Death Eaters.

Cynthia found her parents among the five. She quickly joined the fray, and with the arrival of Death Eater help, the battle was no longer one-sided.

Soon after the situation gradually improved, a large number of members of the Order of the Phoenix arrived, and they had to prepare to evacuate.

Just then, a spell from Rabastan Lestrange struck Orion Black, who was at the back of the group.

It was a death curse, and Orion fell to the ground with wide eyes, and Walbuga screamed and threw himself on her husband's corpse, before being grabbed by the Aurors who arrived.

"No!" Cynthia screamed and was about to rush over, but was tightly grabbed by Lucius beside her, and Regulus was also tightly grasped by Barty Jr.

"Nope! You let go of me! Father! Mother! Cynthia cried out loudly as she struggled to break free from Lucius's grip.

"Thea, come back with me!" Lucius hugged the girl tightly and led her apparition to the old Gaunt mansion.

Seeing this, Barty Jr. immediately grabbed Regulus and returned to the old Gaunt mansion.

As soon as she landed, Cynthia wanted to rush out, but was held by Lucius tightly. "Thea! Uncle O'Lane has ......"

"No, it won't! How could my father have died? You let me go, I'm going to save them! You let me go! Cynthia interrupted Lucius.

"Enough! You know what is going on! Uncle O'Lane is dead! Lucius relentlessly and coldly told the truth that Cynthia and Regulus couldn't believe.

"Yes, it's Labastan, it's him who killed my father, I'm going to kill him!" Cynthia has lost her former composure.

Voldemort walked into the courtyard. "What happened?"

"Please, master, please let me kill Rabastan Lestrange! I want to avenge my father! Cynthia knelt at the man's feet and pleaded.

"Thea, O'Lane's death only shows that he is incompetent, and Walburga's arrest is also because she is too indecisive! That's not a reason for you to kill one of my right-hand men! Voldemort kicked Cynthia, who was clutching his robes, and opened his mouth coldly.

"Don't let me down like your stupid parents!" With that, he threw off his sleeves and turned around and walked into the house.