When he heard the news from Xiao Hei, Fang Mu was stunned for a moment, then he seemed to have thought of something and smiled.
"This is interesting!"
He looked at the table, because he destroyed the soul in the diary and triggered the black magic inside, a large amount of black ink flowed out from it.
Fang Mu waved his hand and all the black ink disappeared, leaving only the diary.
"Tom Riddle's diary, Marvolo Gaunt's ring, Salazar Slytherin's locket, Helga Hufflepuff's golden cup, Rowena Ravenclaw's diadem, Nagi the basilisk
Ni and Harry Potter!”
He recalled the seven Horcruxes created by Voldemort one by one.
"The diary has been destroyed. The crown and the basilisk are in Hogwarts and cannot go back for the time being. Harry's Horcruxes currently living outside are Gaunt's ring, Slytherin's locket and Hufflepah.
A strange golden cup.”
The square wood gently tapped the armrest of the chair.
"Gaunt's ring is now kept in Gunter's old house, but this thing is a big hole!"
It was because of this Horcrux that Dumbledore became half disabled and eventually died early.
More importantly, this ring is inlaid with the Resurrection Stone, one of the Three Holy Artifacts of Death!
"Let it go first."
Fang Mu feels that when people should follow their hearts, it is better to follow their hearts a little more.
"The remaining two Horcruxes, Slytherin's locket, should not have been stolen at this point in time, and are most likely still in Sirius's home. However, Hufflepuff's golden cup was stolen by Voldemort.
The faithful servant Bellatrix is preserved in Gringotts."
Sirius Black was already in Azkaban Prison, and there was only one house elf in his home.
If Fang Mu wanted to get Slytherin's locket, it would obviously be very easy.
And Gringotts
That defensive force is really strong!
Unless Fang Mu upgrades another two or three levels, it will be impossible to forcefully snatch things from inside.
"If what I think is correct, Voldemort has most likely been resurrected. He should be gathering his own army of Death Eaters now. After that, I wonder if he will get back his Horcruxes."
Horcruxes are Voldemort's most important possessions!
As long as there is a Horcrux, even if he dies, he can rely on the Horcrux to resurrect him again!
This is a powerful magical item created by Voldemort in order to achieve his immortality.
If it were Voldemort in the film and television novels, he would not immediately go looking for his Horcrux.
But this world has been changed beyond recognition by Fang Mu. If you still think about the problem according to those plots, you would be stupid.
"In that case, let's get this Horcrux first!"
Grimmauld Place.
No. 12.
This is a Muggle neighborhood located in the capital of the Kingdom of Corruption.
However, if you ask the residents of this street where number 12 is, they will laugh at you.
Number 11 is next to number 13 on this street, never number 12.
"Number 12."
Fang Mu stood in front of this townhouse.
At this time, he had already changed his appearance. He wore a black robe with a hood, covering his face and body. He also used a transformation spell on his body, turning it into a emaciated figure of 1.8 meters.
This is the ancestral home of Sirius Black's family.
In 1995, after receiving authorization from Sirius, it became the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix. Dumbledore later added many protective measures to this house.
Turning this house into almost an iron wall.
However, it is now 1992.
Although there are some protection measures in this house, it is not nearly as scary as that time.
Fang Mu waved his hand.
The magic restriction on the door was forcibly broken.
The door is open.
Fang Mu walked in.
His behavior alarmed the only living thing in the house.
A house elf.
His name is Kreacher, the house elf of the Black family.
He is very old and has many times more skin than his body actually needs.
Although his head was bald like all house elves, a lot of white hair grew out of his two big bat-like ears.
"Who are you? This is the ancestral home of the great pure-blood magician family, the Black family! Get out of here immediately!"
Kreacher shouted loudly.
"Fainted to the ground!"
Kreacher fell to the ground.
With a thought in Fang Mu's mind, the whole house fell into his scope of exploration.
"Found it!"
In this house, of course, there are other magic restrictions.
The power of these magic restrictions is not weak. Even if ordinary extraordinary magicians come, it will not be easy to break these magic restrictions.
But for Fang Mu, breaking the magic restriction is too easy for him.
The power of thought swept away.
The magic power trajectory of the magic restriction all fell into his eyes. Although it was limited by time, Fang Mu had never studied magic restriction (his time was spent learning magic spells), and he could not understand the purpose of these magic power trajectories.
But he can still understand the distribution of strength and weakness of magic power.
Just aim at the place where the magic power is weakest and hit it directly.
Push all the way.
Fang Mu came to a living room on the second floor.
This is a long room with a high ceiling.
Dirty tapestries hang on the olive green walls.
He stepped on the carpet, and a small cloud of dust flew up.
It's been too long since anyone has cleaned this place.
Although there was still a house elf around, it seemed that there was no need to clean up anymore.
No one from the Black family will come back anyway.
Fang Mu wrapped himself with his mind power, and all the dust was isolated by him.
He had just entered the living room.
His arrival seemed to alarm some beings here.
Buzz!
Many pests flew out of every corner of the living room.
This pest is not a pest from the Muggle world, but a pest from the magical world!
The bright beetle-like wings flapped, the small needle-like teeth were exposed, the small and exquisite body was covered with thick black hair, and the four small fists were clenched tightly.
This is a vixen, a dangerous pest with poisonous teeth.
Hundreds of vixens appear together, and even if a supernatural magician confronts them, they will suffer a lot if they are not prepared.
Unfortunately, what they encountered was square wood.
Fang Mu had a thought in his mind.
An indiscriminate attack with telekinesis, all the foxes fell to the ground.
Dang! Dang! Dang!
I don’t know what the bodies of these foxes are made of. They are small but surprisingly heavy. Every time one of them falls on the ground, it will make a loud noise.