Sirius may resentful of his parents, the Black family, who had caused him so much pain and depression, but he had always cared for his brother, even if he was a Death Eater, otherwise he would not have investigated the truth of Regulus's death alone.

Sirius sat in his chair, his hands over his face, his shoulders twitching slightly.

Regulus was only seventeen years old at the time, still a child, and he couldn't imagine how much courage it took for his stupid brother to make up his mind to face the most evil dark wizard of all time, and Voldemort had been his idol until then.

In that cold, corpse-filled cavern, with only one spectator, Kreacher, Regulus had a showdown with evil at the cost of his own life.

He proved with his death that the glory of the 'noble, oldest of the Black family' was real, and not the imagination of a group of people who were madly obsessed with blood.

Remus took a few candles from the drawer under the cupboard, replaced the remaining candles on the candlesticks, and lit them again, so that the kitchen was bright again.

Kreacher was still sobbing on the table, this old house-elf loved Regulus more than anyone else, but it had to watch Regulus die before its eyes, Sirius didn't understand it, but Remus knew that its heart must be full of unspeakable pain, perhaps because Remus himself was also an alien in the eyes of wizards, so he understood it extraordinarily.

"Amosta?"

Remus looked at Amosta, who was looking at the mysterious symbols on the locket, and asked softly,

"Voldemort takes this locket so seriously, and you recognize it at a glance, you must know what it is, right?"

"Don't ask too much, Remus--"

Amosta put the locket in his pocket, and then, in a light tone,

"You don't have the ability to keep secrets, and the more you know, the more dangerous it is."

"It was Regulus who took it back with his life, Amosta," Sirius looked up, his eyes red as he stared at Amosta, who was about to take the locket for himself, "I can't give this to you, it should be destroyed, this is. Regulus's last wish! ”

"You don't have the ability to do that either."

Amosta was unmoved,

"Moreover, this locket has very strong demagogic magic, and if you wear it for a long time, you will become a puppet of Voldemort, and only a wizard with strong mana who is proficient in brain occlusion can resist its temptation."

Remus and Sirius were speechless.

"Do you have what it takes to destroy it, sir?"

Kreacher seemed to hear something from Amosta's words, and with difficulty it stopped crying, staggered to his feet, jumped off the table, and came to Amosta, staring at him with large, hazy eyes.

Perhaps out of pity, Amosta's tone softened a little,

"I'll do it, Kreacher, but not now."

"We should have informed Albus immediately--"

After a long silence, Remus suddenly said,

"Since Voldemort takes this locket so seriously, it must be hiding some great secret, and that may be Voldemort's own weakness, and Albus must know this."

Amosta raised an eyebrow, ready to say something, but Sirius was one step ahead of him, and he said roughly,

"If you're going to tell Dumbledore, Remus, I'm fine, but I don't have the skills right now, I'm going to get Regulus's body back, I can't put him there!"

Kreacher stared blankly at Sirius, as if he had just known him.

"Calm down, Sirius,"

Remus looked solemn,

"Regulus is a hero, and we certainly can't let him go, but I still think Albus should be informed first."

From Kreacher's description, they knew that the cave must be very dangerous, and that it contained many of Voldemort's backhands to protect the locket, and Remus thought that he and Sirius, who had been in Azkaban for more than ten years, would probably be there.

Remus automatically ignored Amosta, knowing that Amosta didn't like Sirius very much, and thought that he would most likely not accompany Sirius to find Regulus's body.

"I'm not afraid of danger, Remus,"

Sirius's gray eyes were covered with tears,

"I've had Regulus sleep in that icy lake for more than ten years, and I'm going to bring him back, bring him back. Burial, you can't wait for a moment! ”

The thought of his brother's body lying alone in that dark, damp cavern sent Sirius with a sense of sadness that he had never felt before.

Hearing Sirius's words, Kreacher let out a loud wail and pounded his head desperately.

Remus's face was furrowed, he never imagined that such an accident would happen at the dinner party that was supposed to be held to celebrate Sirius's return.

What now?

Because of the true cause of Regulus' death, Sirius had lost his mind, and he was not surprised that Sirius would be this expression, and he was not the first day he knew him.

"Let's go and see--"

To Remus's surprise, Amosta offered to accompany Sirius.

Looking at Remus, who was a little stunned, Amosta smiled,

"Regulus's bravery and fearlessness is admirable, and such a hero deserves a decent place to sleep, and besides, I do have some interest in that cave, so I should see Voldemort's strength in advance."

Remus's heart sank, Amosta was obvious, he thought that Voldemort would return to the wizarding world sooner or later, and Albus had the same opinion, which almost proved that the cruel but powerful desperate Dark Lord would one day stand in front of them again By that time, how many of them would be able to survive the wave of resurrection?

"Thank you, Amosta--" Sirius pursed her lips, "it was supposed to be my own business. ”

Now that Amosta is on board, Remus is still worried, but he has nothing to say, he has seen first-hand how terrible it is for this young wizard to go crazy, and some of Dumbledore's comments have also proved his strength.

"Take us to the cavern, Kreacher!"

The matter was finalized, Sirius immediately said impatiently.

But Kreacher suddenly hesitated, and it stared at Amosta, as if it wanted to speak, and only then did it tremble and say at Sirius's urging,

"Mr. Blaine, your magic is too strong, I'm afraid old Kreacher can't take you--"

"Ah, that's a problem."

Amosta patted his head, and then he set his eyes on Sirius

"You two follow Kreacher first, you have the anchor I set on you, and I'll apparition yourself according to the location of the mark."

(End of chapter)