People in Hogwarts, holding scripts and systems

Chapter 293 The matter is over

Kreacher turned the chain and pulled a small boat out from the bottom of the lake.

The ship was like a ghost, emitting a green light.

"Take this boat and you can reach the center of the lake." Kreacher knocked on the chain, and with a slight bang, the boat hit the shore.

Sirius looked at the boat without oars and hesitated for a long time before asking, "Is this... safe?"

"I think it's safe." Afro smiled and took the lead, then waved to Sirius, "At least Voldemort also needs a way to get there."

"It doesn't seem like it can seat so many people? What about Kreacher?" Sirius looked down at the boat. It was indeed just a very small boat.

"Kreacher, wait here for us to come back." Afro coiled up the chain and piled it on the bottom of the boat, huddling tightly together with Sirius.

"But the potion..." Kreacher said anxiously.

"Don't worry, I have a way." Afro winked at the two confused people.

Because the boat was small, Avro couldn't sit comfortably, so she had to squat, with her knees touching Sirius's.

There was silence all around, and the boat moved automatically without their help, as if an invisible rope was pulling them to the center of the lake.

"This boat should be able to accommodate an adult." Sirius' legs were numb from squatting, but the small space prevented him from moving.

Afro looked at the ripples the boat cut on the lake and chuckled, "Voldemort doesn't consider weight, he only considers how much magical power there is."

The light of the wand passed over a patch of water, and a few inches below the surface something white as marble floated.

"Those are all——" Sirius's terrified voice echoed loudly in the silent cave.

"The body," Afro said calmly.

Sirius looked down into the depths of the lake, searching for the familiar wrist bones.

After seeing these things too much, I felt like vomiting in my throat.

He didn't know how Regulus endured all this and how he could sleep here forever.

"It's almost there." Afro said with a cheerful tone.

The green light grew bigger and bigger, and after a few minutes the boat gently bumped into something and stopped.

The island was about the size of an ordinary room, and a stone basin emitted a bright green light.

Aphrodite approached the stone basin, and Sirius followed suit.

They stood side by side, looking at the stone basin filled with emerald green liquid that was gleaming with phosphorescence.

"How do we get the potion out?" Sirius found a stone that looked like a spoon and scooped the potion several times.

But the amount of medicine didn't decrease at all.

"The potion can only be drunk. Voldemort only wants to make sure the thief never returns."

Sirius looked at the potion in disbelief. "You are not..."

"I'm not that great and selfless." Afro tried to make her voice sound tactful.

She never considered herself to be very brave, so she always wondered why the Sorting Hat put her in Gryffindor.

Afro felt around and took out a cup.

Sirius looked at the beautifully carved wine glass and tilted his head in confusion, "This glass won't hold it all, right?"

The girl raised her eyebrows playfully, raised her chin slightly, and said with a little pride: "This is called a gilded high-footed cup with creeping grass, flowers and birds (note). It looks limited, but it is actually infinite."

As she spoke, she touched the potion with the wine glass, and the silver cup sank immediately.

The liquid in the stone basin seemed to be attracted by some force and swirled into the silver cup.

The potion slowly became less, gradually revealing the locket underneath.

Aphrodite scooped it up and stuffed it inside her robe.

Sirius was still in a state of shock and mystery.

"It's that simple?"

Afro put away the silver cup, took out a card and held it between two fingers.

"Yes, let's go find Regulus now."

"Little Afu." Sirius smiled cunningly. He shook his hair and approached the girl slyly. "Can I borrow the silver cup to play with it once?"

Afro refused him without any hesitation, "Sorry Sirius, this is my friend's-"

She borrowed the silver cup from a tasker in the fantasy world on the system forum.

The deal was to give her a wand from the wizarding world.

Sirius had no choice but to give up. He followed Avro to the rock, with one sticky hand resting on the shore, looking particularly creepy.

"I need a drop of your blood." Avro said to Sirius.

Sirius obediently cut his finger with a dagger and dripped a drop of blood on the cards.

The magical thing is that the drop of blood did not flow everywhere, but seemed to seep out from the playing card.

Afro held the blood-stained card high above his head and drew complex patterns on his chest with his other hand.

Every stroke will leave a golden mark in the air.

The cards seemed to be suspended by a rope overhead, spinning slowly. Suddenly, a bright red light appeared.

The lake was violently stirred, and white Inferi emerged from the water. The Inferi collided with each other, trying to escape the circle of light surrounding them.

Sirius looked around warily, and suddenly he saw a familiar pattern.

(Note: Gilded silver cup with creeping grass, flowers and birds, Tang Dynasty, now in the collection of Shaanxi History Museum.)