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Chapter 1689 Borrowing Godson

 There was a lot of black potion in the stone basin, and Sirius seemed to be furious and wanted to drink these things by himself.

After all, all the Inferi in the water have been dealt with, but the potion that makes people thirsty is not a problem at all. He just wanted to ask Voldemort...

"How many do you have?! I'll drink as much as you have!"

But Su Ming stopped him, and then took out an exaggeratedly large black sword from his pocket. The sword was dotted with shiny silver metal, as bright as the stars in the night sky.

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"There is no need to drink these. This stone platform was enchanted by Voldemort. It is stipulated that only this small cup can scoop water from it. But the stone platform is not the previous huge stone. It is suspected of being a space portal, so it cannot be destroyed. This thing is

Here, I just need to use weapons made of anti-magic metal to give it a try..."

As Hermione and Sirius spoke, they saw a arc of silver light in front of them, and the light flashed past. The little girl could vaguely see the attack movement with the help of the serum, but Sirius still stretched his neck to wait for the next step.

There is nothing more to say. The stone basin that was cut off at the waist slowly tipped over along the smooth section of the pillar below, and fell to the ground and rolled for a while.

The black potion flowed all over the floor, and the locket with the golden chain also slipped to the foot of the death knell and hit the metal boots with a crisp sound.

Su Ming bent down and picked up the fake locket and handed it to Sirius: "Here, here is your brother's suicide note, although it is a taunting letter to Voldemort."

The other party was also surprised by the "very fast sword" and was a little bit stunned for a while.

But after Deathstroke pushed the locket and the locket into his arms again, Sirius wiped his palms on his clothes and took the locket.

The content of the letter is very simple. It is Regulus's message to Voldemort, saying: 'When you come to find the locket and the Horcrux, you will find that it has been transferred to me! And I will be dead a long time ago.

I can't find anyone who wants to take revenge, so I ask you if you're angry?!'

That's roughly what it means.

But Sirius didn't pay much attention to the content of the letter. He had already learned the whole story from the elf and Professor Wilson.

He was just stroking the words on the letter paper with trembling fingers, and finally stopped at the signed R.A.B signature. He was silent, not knowing what he was thinking.

Then he sniffed, made a grumbling sound, stuffed the letter into the inner pocket of his suit, put it close to his chest, and raised his arm to wipe his eyes with his sleeve.

"Thank you, Slade, you are my forever friend. And Hermione, you will definitely become the greatest witch."

Su Ming patted him on the shoulder and smiled brightly: "She can, and now you can see that I am always very confident in doing things. Can you agree to lend us Harry Potter temporarily?"

Yes, the real locket has been found by Sirius in the closet at No. 12 Grimmauld Place, and is now in the hands of Deathstroke himself. He is here to help the family of the deceased retrieve his brother's body and suicide note.

In exchange for favorability, he agreed to lend Harry out for 'use'.

If you want to borrow Harry 'peacefully', you need to convince three people, Dumbledore, Snape, and his godfather Sirius.

Snape has already boarded the pirate ship and has long been unable to make decisions on his own. Su Ming has made arrangements for him. Dumbledore only needs to let Grindelwald get involved then, and there will be no big problem.

So now, getting Sirius's consent and getting him to cooperate with the plan is the main purpose of this trip. Of course, by the way, we can also teach Hermione how to use the chips in her hand.

Sirius was silent for a while. He scratched his head and asked again as if he was worried:

"Can you really guarantee his life?"

"Not only Dumbledore, but also other people in the Order of the Phoenix should also have discovered that Harry is actually one of Voldemort's Horcruxes, which was accidentally caused by the reflection of the Death Curse. I think if you didn't firmly oppose it, then

Someone must want to destroy this Horcrux by killing Harry, right? So now besides my plan, do you have any other feasible plans?"

Deathstroke was still smiling. He took out two more cigarettes and lit them for both parties.

Sirius sighed. It was because there was no other way that the Order of the Phoenix held a meeting today. Lupine and he were determined to protect Harry. Snape and Molly also shared the same stance. Dumbledore also tended to treat illnesses and save people.

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But there are other people in the Order of the Phoenix. Mad-Eye Moody and other Aurors have a rather ambiguous attitude, not to mention Mundungus Fletcher, who was born on the streets, and that stinking turd directly suggested that everyone kill Harry.

Already.

Fortunately, the Headmaster still has the final say over the Order of the Phoenix, and Dumbledore has enough control over it to implement his own will.

"Is this really the only way to let Voldemort regain his body and use Harry's blood?" Sirius still seemed a little unwilling to give up. Harry was the only son of his friend, and the plan was extremely risky.

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Su Ming patiently hooked Sirius's shoulders, led the two of them to sit on the flying carpet turned into a cloak, and explained the conjectured theory:

"The ancient curse flows in Harry's blood, and his mother's love will protect him. And once Voldemort uses his blood to form his own body, it means that his and Harry's souls will have a deeper relationship than they have now.

Contact, when someone releases the killing curse on Harry, it will only kill Voldemort's soul, and Harry himself will fall into a coma and enter a trance, a place between death and life, which I call

In the limbo of Limbo, as long as he wants to 'come back', he can come back."

In fact, the probability that the solution in the original work is still effective today is about 50%. In reality, anything can happen.

For example, if Voldemort wanted to test his arm strength after regaining his body, he would strangle Harry to death with his bare hands instead of using Avada Kedavra. That would of course be one thing.

Of course, this probability is not high. Voldemort's character is very arrogant. He put the killing curse on Harry more than ten years ago and blew himself up. This time he will definitely try again without believing in evil.

It would be best if Harry could not die. Then their family could live happily together and everyone would be happy.

It doesn't matter if you die, you can also teach Hermione a lesson and show her that there will always be sacrifices in war.

But when you introduce the plan to Sirius, of course you have to say it in a positive way, that is, to make him feel that this is the only feasible plan and that Professor Wilson is the only savior.

The matter was so important that Sirius remained silent during the flight. It was not until they returned to Grimmauld Place to say goodbye that he breathed out with some difficulty:

"Let me think about it again, it's a big deal."

"I completely understand, and I suggest you deal with Regulus's funeral first, clean him up a little, and then have a decent and hidden funeral." Su Ming acted like a close brother, patting his arm to comfort him.

With.

This made Sirius feel even more fond of the professor. If it weren't for him, how could he possibly find his brother back? Rehabilitate his brother?

What's more, during the operation, he took the lead and blocked so many killing curses, shed so much blood just to open the door, and his student Hermione shed so much sweat?

He was already leaning towards Deathstroke's plan, but he just needed to talk to the Headmaster and Lupine to see what their opinions were.

Sirius knew that he was not the smartest, but he knew people with good brains, so he used the excuse that he needed to think about it and changed the topic:

"I heard that someone robbed the wizarding cemetery in Godric's Hollow last year. I don't know what they did with all the bones. Even my family grave was dug up... I have to find a comparison in advance.

A safe new place to bury Regulus."

Deathstroke showed a sympathetic expression, like most people: "Well, if you trust me, how about letting me help you organize Regulus's funeral? Let him enjoy the luxury in a low-key manner?"

"Thank you. I really don't have any experience in this area. The principal and others are a little distracted because of Grindelwald's affairs. It would be great if you could help me." Sirius agreed very simply.


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