After roaming around and roughly judging the density of the distribution of yin corpses under the lake near the island, Amosta retracted his gaze and saw Sirius and Remus all waiting for him, and even the old Kreacher put on a posture of not hesitating to fight, Amosta bowed slightly, raised the index finger of his right hand on the base, and tapped it lightly.

Buzz-——

After a faint humming sound, a fresh breeze appeared out of thin air, centered on the place where the finger fell, and quickly spread like a place in the surroundings, where the breeze swept by, whether it was the green liquid in the basin that could not be directly touched, or the black lake that was fixed like a mirror, there were a trace of ripples.

Crash!

In the next second, the surface of the lake suddenly rose violently, and countless stiff-faced, white corpses suddenly emerged from the water, their gray and godless eyes brushed at these people on the islands in the lake, and the green light reflected on their faces, although they did not roar, but in silence, everyone seemed to hear the earth-shattering roar.

"I've never seen anything like this, Bigfoot—"

Even Remus, who had experienced the brutality of the war years, couldn't help but weaken his calves when he saw this scene, the corners of his mouth twitched, and sweat dripped.

"It's no more difficult to deal with than a Death Eater, is it, Moonface—"

Sirius's voice also showed signs of fluttering, but he refused to admit defeat, forcing himself to look directly into the misty eyes of the yin corpses of men, women and children.

The charge begins!

Farther away, the corpses were floating towards the center of the lake.

And around the island, there are at least hundreds of Yin Corpses gradually approaching the shore in front of them, left and right, and in all directions, they are huddled together with stiff steps, and their shoulders and arms collide with each other, causing their bodies to stagger, although their movements are slow, but when the Yin Corpses and the lake water roll ashore together, Sirius and Remus unconsciously stick to each other back to back!

Sirius was the first to blow the horn of attack, and he threw a spell like a scythe-shaped blue spell that flew sixty feet of space and tore through the legs of one of the Yin corpses in front of him.

However, this did not incapacitate the corpse, and it crawled slowly but surely towards them, along with its companions who had tripped over it, on its arms.

Shout!

The tip of Remus's wand shot out a thin rope that bound several Yin Corpses to the ground, somewhat blocking the progress of the Yin Corpses in that direction, but in other directions, the tidal waves of corpses still squirmed towards the center, the nearest being only thirty feet away from them.

This kind of slow action is not good!

Sirius and Remus were aware of this at the same time, and at this pace of attack, they might be served in less than two minutes.

The pace of the attack increased suddenly, Sirius and Remus continued to stagger and wander on the small island, and the brilliant and brilliant spell light continued to cut through the silent space and finally disappeared on the surface of the lake, looking down from the sky, as if a grand fireworks display was being held on the island.

And Kreacher also played a big role, the house elf's attack methods were lackluster, but fortunately, the power was not bad, and the old Kreacher jumped around, constantly popping out a silver flash with his fingers, pushing the Yin corpses who tried to land back into the water.

"See Regulus, Sirius!"

Remus was still in the weakened stage of his transformation, and he had just soaked in the icy sea again, and the intensity of the battle made him feel very difficult, and after taking down a few more Yin Corpses, he yelled at Sirius on the other side of the island,

"We're afraid we won't last long, unless we use fire against these Yin Corpses—"

"Wait, Remus, Kreacher and I are looking!"

Sweaty Sirius roared in response, jumping onto a partition wall created by Transfiguration and kicking away a middle-aged corpse that tried to grab his trouser leg, his eyes anxiously searching for the crowd.

Bang!

At this moment, nearly a hundred feet from the shore, a huge monster suddenly rushed out of the boiling lake, this monster looked like a rhinoceros, its skin was gray, and the long horns on the top of its head shimmered with a slight metallic luster.

This monster was obviously dead, but it retained the strength in front of it, and the dozen or so Yin Corpses in front of it were easily knocked into the sky, and even a few Yin Corpses were directly disemboweled by its hard horns, and the intestines and transparent mucus of Bai Huahua flew everywhere!

"There's a poisonhorn here!"

Sirius almost threw up, but he forcibly held back, and after jumping off the low wall with a frightened face and staggering back a few steps to his feet, he turned his head and yelled at Amosta, who was standing next to the stone basin and the base,

"Help, Amosta, we can't handle this!"

In an instant, everything is quiet!

In the invisible world of magic, a powerful storm of magic swept in all directions from where Amosta stood, and faintly, the whirlpool like a millstone in the deep eyes slowly turned and roared like a landslide and thunder.

Splashing water, undulating lakes, whether they've landed on an island, or are still in shallow water, or the poisonhorned beast that looks like it weighs two tons, all the objects tainted with magic seem to be stuck in an extended time domain, slower than a sloth.

"Hurry up and find—"

Amosta's calm words brought Sirius, Remus, and Kreacher out of this state, and Remus looked at a miserable white palm that was trying to get close to him a few steps away, and Remus had a look of disbelief on his face,

"Incredible, Amosta, how the hell did you do that?!"

"I'm interfering with the normal flow of magic in the area,"

Amosta said lightly,

"Don't waste time, Voldemort has laid a lot of defenses here, and while maintaining the state, I still have to defend against these dark magics, which consumes a lot--"

The Yin corpses in the distance were still converging towards the islands in the lake, and when they broke into a certain area, their movements immediately became slow.

Remus stared at Amosta's drastically changed eyes, his expression was complicated, and he had already expected that this young man might be able to match Albus Dumbledore's achievements in the future.

"There!"

At this moment, Kreacher suddenly shouted excitedly,

"Master Sirius, Kreacher has found Master Regulus!"

Everyone's eyes were attracted by Kreacher's shout, and they looked in the direction of Kreacher's finger, and at the edge of the frozen area, they did see a very dazzling Yin corpse.

The reason why it is different is that unlike the other Muggle corpses in the lake, the corpse, which is no more than twenty years old, wears black wizarding robes, and has the Blake family crest on his chest.

Regulus and Sirius look very much alike, but they are shorter than Sirius, and their bodies look thin and weak.

Under the influence of magic, this heroic young man still retained the appearance of the moment he died, but his cheeks were slightly puffy because of the years he had been immersed in the water.

Like the others who have broken into the space where Amosta has frozen his magic, his movements are strange and comical, but he still moves unwaveringly towards the island.

"Regulus!"

Sirius collapsed, his cry of grief echoing through the dark cavern.

Before Remus could react, Sirius and Kreacher burst out with astonishing speed and agility, and the two of them used the Yin corpse on the shore as a pedal and rushed into the lake like the wind, dragging and kicking Regulus in front of Amosta in the center of the island.

"I'm sorry, Regulus—"

Sirius fell to his knees, repeating the phrase as large hot tears dripped down the cheeks of Regulus, who had long since lost his life.

Kreacher threw himself on the boy's chest, and his mournful wail moved the hearer.

(End of chapter)