The Death Knell

The boulder disappeared, the arm armor crawled up the host's arm, and the wound healed in an instant. Su Ming chuckled, watching his blood disappear, and motioned for several people to come in.

Hermione naturally knew the effect of the miracle serum, so she didn't say anything, but Sirius wanted to treat him, such as using some recovery spells or something.

But as soon as he touched his wand, Professor Wilson's wound healed.

He could only think that this was an advanced spell-casting technique without a curse or a wand, and expressed his admiration.

Yes, who would think that the professor at Hogwarts is a squib?

Passing through the door filled with silver light, everyone climbed up the steps. After just a few steps, it was as if the world had changed. What appeared in front of them was a very strange scene.

If it weren't for the high stalactite cave roof above their heads and the dripping water, they would definitely feel like they were back at the beach again.

The black water that blocked everyone's eyes was extremely wide and endless, but without any ripples, just like a pool filled with oil.

"No, Master Regulus!" Kreacher seemed to be hallucinating. He knelt down on the wet ground, covered his eyes and cried: "Kreacher is bad! Kreacher deserves to die! I want to punish myself!"

As he said that, he started to hit the wall again. This time, the wand that Sirius had just got in his hand came in handy. He directly stopped the house elf on the spot.

Thinking of his brother Regulus dying in a place like this, he wanted to protect his family and not let anyone know what he had done...

Sirius was holding back his anger and wished he could kill Voldemort right now to satisfy his hatred.

In front of the three people was the water, and there seemed to be a small island in the distance. There was a hazy light shining on it, which was reflected on the dead water below.

Except for the green light, the further direction was completely filled with darkness that was too dense to be dissolved, dense and thick.

"The potion basin Kreacher mentioned is right there. As long as we get there and drink up the black water inside, we can get the relics." Su Ming crossed his arms and said this but his feet did not move: " But then, it’s my students’ training time first.”

As he spoke, he bent down and pulled off a stone from the ground, which was almost as big as Sirius' head, and then he threw the stone towards the lake.

"puff!"

The water splashed high, and the scene that followed was like dropping bait in a fish pond, or like boiling water.

Accompanied by the sound of rushing water, countless pale corpses seemed to be stirred up by invisible spoons. They revived from the bottom of the lake, twisting and swarming in the water like white maggots.

Cold hands and feet pull at the water, and the terrifying and rotten faces bear the ferocity of death. Their eyes are all white, and the nose is only a triangular hole that goes straight into the skull.

Sirius was ready to fight immediately, but his hand was held by Professor Wilson beside him.

"Don't use fire, it will scare them away." The professor said, shaking his head seriously: "Your brother is among them. This is the best way to let him walk out of the water on his own so that we don't have to dig underwater. .”

"But can she do it alone?" It was about his brother, Sirius hesitated, his beard trembled, and his mouth was pursed so hard that it couldn't be seen.

Su Ming pulled him back, not forgetting to pick up Kreacher who was still there: "She has no problem. Although this is her first time dealing with undead creatures, as long as she aims at the head, it is no different from hunting a wild duck. "

After that, he also added a few words to Hermione, asking her to pay attention in the pile of inferi, so as not to blow away the head of Regulus' corpse.

Hermione, who had a wand in one hand and a shotgun in the other, still had time to give him a blank look. She knew the professor's purpose. Letting her deal with undead creatures and break through the living's natural fear of the dead was just part of the training.

Inferi swim and crawl very fast. In the Eastern countries, these things are also called drowned ghosts. If they catch people, they will drag them into the water and drown them, turning them into new inferi, which is what Muggle legends say. 'Looking for someone to support'.

Hermione shot down a few corpses rushing in front, but more corpses emerged from the water. Maybe the Normandy landing was also like this, and she suddenly regretted it.

"I should have used a heavy machine gun instead of shotguns!"

She knew that she needed to identify, in the lightning flashes of battle, which of these corpses with rotten and distorted features was Sirius's brother, and bring him back intact.

Some people may say it can't be done, but as long as you have a fast enough brain, solid basic knowledge, and rich imagination, it can be done.

The bones of these corpses have not rotted, and they still maintain their original human outlines. Regulus and Sirius are brothers, so their facial features, such as cheekbones or eye sockets, will have something in common that professionals can distinguish. place, and then restore the appearance in your mind.

This is genetics and forensics, nothing magical about it.

What's more, most of the corpses are still wrapped with some rags from their lifetimes. Regulus is the young master of the Black family. His material living conditions are very good, so the fabric of his clothes and pants should be good, and may even be enchanted. Fireproof and anti-corrosion.

Her thoughts are very clear, and it is not difficult to fight. The miracle serum gives her sufficient physical strength and brain thinking ability.

She has completely adapted to the situation, sweeping through the monsters with firearms, using her wand to cast control spells to buy time to reload, and then using swords to fight with dead bodies.

After hearing what she said while fighting the monster, the professor chuckled and shouted back:

"Then why don't you write it down? You'll know what to do next time you see zombies or skeleton soldiers, right?"

Sirius watched for a while, watching the dead bodies pouring towards Hermione in front of the two of them like a tide. She kept shooting and casting spells, and more and more bodies were piled at her feet. After a while, she seemed to be standing on a hill. superior.

"It seems that I really can't keep up with the times." He shook his head, looked behind him, and simply sat down against the rock wall: "Are all female students today so strong?"

Su Ming knelt down next to him, put the stiff Kreacher aside, took out cigarettes and gave them to the Black family head: "She is a special case, you will know if you compare her with Harry."

Sirius puffed out a breath. He took the cigarette and lit it with his wand, then slowly exhaled along with the smoke: "I still want Harry to live a peaceful life. Even if he has a choice, I don’t want him to become like this... What should I say when she is like this, Demon Warrior?"

Su Ming pointed at his face and nodded as if he suddenly understood: "You really reminded me, Hermione doesn't have a code name yet. How can a mixed society not have a unique title? I have to think of one for her."

Hearing this topic, Sirius also became a little interested. He sniffed sharply and said, "Tell me, I'll give you some advice. I used to be the best at giving people nicknames."

Just like that, while the little girl in the front row was fighting bravely against the undead creatures, two adult men were hiding behind her, smoking cigarettes and chatting...