Syllable!

Even this time William was mentally prepared, and at the same time closed his eyes. But Kreacher's crisp snapping of fingers rang in his ears, and the feeling of the world spinning still made his stomach tumble.

"Gott~"

After the effect of the phantom shift was over, William held back the discomfort in his body and opened his eyes to look ahead.

It was a small, narrow dining room, with a very old long table in the middle, which William guessed had been used for at least a hundred years, as evidenced by the thick layer of pulp on the wooden boards.

Eight chairs are neatly tucked under the long table, each with signs of use, which means that there are many members of the family.

William looked up and looked around, all of them were rosewood closets, which were still old, and the paint on them had either fallen off, or they were dark brown or chocolate.

The dim lighting gives the old house an eerie feeling at all times.

William looked down the deep hallway ahead, and then stopped Kreacher from banging his head on the corner of the long table.

"Kreacher, can I take a tour of the other houses?"

If memory serves, this is the future home of the Order of the Phoenix, the Black Ancestral House – 12 Grimmauld Place.

This is the ancient mansion of a pure-blood wizard! Every item in it was used by wizards, and it was a great magical treasure for William.

"Oh no! The old master knew that I had brought back a Muggle kid and would have punished me. Merlin's beard, she would say! Damn Kreacher, you're a scumbag, I'm going to kick you out of the house and turn you into a house-elf that no one wants. ”

“......”

Seeing that Kreacher began to "get sick" again, William was speechless for a while, and secretly sighed in his heart that none of the house-elves were normal?

"Enough, you're going to keep going like this. I'm not going to help you with the task. I'm going to get out of here now! Wake up the person in the portrait in the hallway when you leave! Hehe~"

Unable to stand Kreacher's "self-atonement", William grabbed his pig-like ears with his hand and threatened in his ear.

"No, if the old master wakes up, he will be very, very angry! You can't do this! ”

The portrait in the hallway is that of Sirius Black's mother, Lady Walburga Black, a pure-blood supremacist through and through who hates Muggles and half-blood wizards.

If she were to see a Muggle child in Black's house, her shrill voice would resound throughout the house, and the Black House would not be at peace for the next half a month.

"Go, bring the jewelry box!"

William hated Kreacher, but the pact had been made. Now that the other party has taken him out of the island, he must also keep his promise to help him deal with Voldemort's Horcruxes.

In fact, William is not completely sure that he will destroy Voldemort's Horcrux, but how can he know without giving it a try.

He was looking forward to how powerful the Hextech Magic Gun Type 02 would be, and Voldemort's Horcrux could be used as a test to test the weapon's power.

"Muggle boy, you can't walk out of the dining room while I'm going to pick up the jewelry box."

Kreacher glanced at William warily, then shifted and walked towards the corridor step by step, not forgetting to turn around and warn William not to mess around.

William didn't speak, just nodded cautiously to Kreacher.

Wander into the ancestral home of an ancient wizard alone? What a joke!

William remembered that Harry had been nearly killed by a tweezer-like multi-legged object of dark magic, but Sirius appeared in time to slap him to death with a thick book. If Sirius hadn't appeared in time, Harry, the savior, might have just hung up.

The Black family is a family of dark wizards, and all kinds of deadly dark magic objects are randomly placed in the room. The most outrageous thing is that they actually raised a variety of dangerous magical creatures in the ancestral house, such as Boggart.

William was very sorry for his life, he didn't want to be attacked by a dark magic object because of his curiosity after escaping the wizard's pursuit.

Seeing that Kreacher had disappeared at the end of the hallway, William was about to pull out a chair to rest for a while, but when he was about to put his hand on the chair, he withdrew it.

'No, you can't just mess with anything. Be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years! ’

Although it was just a plain-looking armchair, William was afraid that some kind of black magic had been applied to it.

Thinking of this, he put the Hex ring in his palm on his thumb again, and stood there motionless, waiting for Kreacher to return.

A few minutes later, Kreacher approached William with a sad expression in his hand and a box of jewelry. William guessed that when he saw the jewelry box, he should have remembered his little master, Regulus.

'This is Voldemort's Horcruxes!' It would be nice to take it back and study it...'

Looking at the Slytherin jewelry box in Kreacher's hand, William's eyes flashed with greed, but he quickly realized that this kind of thing was a time bomb, and it was not something he could control now.

"You put it on the ground and get away from it!"

Hearing William's order, Kreacher hesitated, but bent down to place the jewelry box on the floor and took a few steps back.

William grabbed Hex's pistol in both hands and stared at Voldemort's Horcruxes on the floor, as if he were facing a great enemy.

He remembered that the Slytherin jewelry box had been destroyed by the Harry trio using the Gryffindor Sword, and that there was no obstruction from the dark arts.

But Harry was a wizard after all, and William was just an ordinary person, so he didn't dare to leave anything to chance. Feeling that he was still too close to the jewelry box, he took a few steps back.

Only then did he hold his breath, concentrate, and aim the muzzle of the magic gun at the jewelry box.

Bang!

A flash of red light flashed, and the magic bullet hit the jewelry box with incredible precision, and with a loud bang, a basketball-sized cavern appeared on the ground, and the Horcrux was gone.

"Ruined?! It's that simple! Ha ha! ”

William ran over happily and laughed happily when he saw that there was no Slytherin box in the charred pit.

The power of the magic gun could actually destroy Voldemort's Horcrux, which made him full of confidence in the future.

'If you can find another Voldemort's Horcrux in the future, maybe you can use it to threaten Voldemort to do things for himself!' Hey...'

The idea was good, and William decided not to think like it again.

Because this is simply a pipe dream, wishful thinking!

Voldemort was the most powerful dark wizard at the moment, and William could have been killed at the first sight.