Hogwarts: I'm Cousin Harry.

"Don't you look down on the Black family's property?"

"Yeah, I don't like it."

He really doesn't care about the old house. The old castle built next to Potter's old house has a much better environment than here. As for the dark magic items, he doesn't care much about them. The magic items he made are not better than this?

The only things in the Black family that he could appreciate were the books in the study. Unfortunately, most of them were damaged, and it would take a lot of effort and money to restore them all.

"The Black family has money. Lots and lots of money. It's all in Gringotts. I know where the key is. As long as you agree, it's all yours."

Phineas tried to seduce him with money.

In his opinion, no one can resist the charm of money. This is indeed the case, but he has found the wrong target.

Actually want to use money to attack Dudley?

Draco interjected: "How does the Black family's wealth compare to Malfoy's?"

"The Black family used to be richer than Malfoy!"

Phineas said angrily, and he became angry when he mentioned this matter. They are all the unworthy descendants of the prodigal family. The Black family was once the richest.

Malfoy can only be ranked second.

"The richest Malfoy has become a thing of the past. Brother D is now richer than our family."

Phineas was silent.

This student who has not graduated yet is outstanding beyond his imagination.

"The legacy of the Black family cannot be cut off at the hands of that unworthy descendant!"

He finally said hoarsely.

"Actually, Harry is not bad. Giving Sirius to him will not tarnish the reputation of the Black family."

The Potter family is also an ancient pure-blood family, and it does not disgrace the reputation of the Black family, but Phineas is still angry when he thinks that it was given by that unscrupulous descendant.

"What is this? Is it also a treasure of the Black family?"

Draco picked up the memorial box that Ron had thrown to the ground.

He wanted to open the box, but found that he couldn't open it, which surprised him. Although his strength was not as strong as Harry and Neville, he was still very strong.

"I don't know, I haven't seen it before."

Phineas muttered under his breath.

"Don't touch that!"

There was a scream outside the door, and Kreacher instantly appeared in front of Draco, snatched the box away, and held it tightly in his arms.

"My little master's things, you disgusting, despicable, damn thieves who are more annoying than sewer maggots!"

The characteristic curse sounded.

"Hey, you call us thieves?"

"Didn't Sirius throw this away?"

Ron wanted to snatch the box, but Kreacher used a small-scale apparation to dodge it. House elves are best at this magic.

"That's what Master Regulus gave me before he died. No one has the right to touch it!"

Kreacher snapped.

"Wait, you said Regulus is dead? How did he die?"

Phineas suddenly became excited.

Compared to Sirius, both Mrs. Black and Phineas felt that Regulus was the most suitable heir to the Black family.

It's just that he disappeared suddenly and no one knew where he went.

No one thought that the house elves at home knew the truth.

"Kreacher promised what Master Regulus could not say! Kreacher disobeyed his orders!"

Kreacher was like crazy, banging his head against the floor.

"Damn it! Damn it Kreacher!"

With just one click, a large amount of blood appeared on his head.

"Stop!"

A ray of magic hit Kreacher's body, causing him to stop self-mutilation.

"Kreacher, tell me everything you know about Regulus!"

Phineas' breathing became rapid. He wanted to know the cause of death of the direct descendant of the Black family.

Several other people heard this and planned to leave the room at this time. After all, it was the Black family's business, and it was best not to know too much if it was not necessary. However, Kreacher's first words made them sit back.

"When he was 16 years old, Master Regulus joined the Dark Lord's group. A year later, he hurriedly returned home and saw Kreacher. He told Kreacher that the Dark Lord needed a house elf, Regulus. The young master recommended Kreacher."

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With Kreacher's sometimes crazy and sometimes excited narration, Regulus's experiences in those years surfaced one by one.

"Master Leregulus took out a box similar to the Dark Lord's from his pocket."

"He told Kreacher to take it with him and swap the box once the basin was empty."

"He also ordered Kreacher to leave him. He also told Kreacher to go home and destroy the box without telling the mistress what he had done. He drank all the poison. Kreacher changed the box and looked at Regulus. The young master was dragged under the water."

Everyone couldn't calm down for a long time after hearing this, and the only sound left in the room was Kreacher's sobs.

"The Dark Lord!"

After a long moment, Phineas's roar echoed through the room.

Before, he had always felt that Voldemort and the Death Eaters had little to do with them. He even thought that the concept of Voldemort's blood supremacy was very good, but now the heir of the Black family died because of him.

Then Voldemort is the enemy!

"Is Regulus doing it for Kreacher? It's unimaginable that as a pure-blood wizard, he would actually make an enemy of Senior Tom for a house elf."

Draco's tone was full of surprise. He couldn't quite understand Regulus's behavior.

Voldemort's true identity is not a secret within the disciplinary team.

Therefore, for Voldemort, who is committed to erasing his past, all members of the disciplinary team are on the must-kill list.

"Maybe to Regulus, Kreacher is his family."

"He admired Senior Tom, so he recommended his family, but Senior Tom hurt his family and even treated him as a fool."

Hermione wiped the tears from her eyes, her voice firm and powerful.

'Can't we catch a felon and drink it, and we have to drink it ourselves?Leave such an important matter to the house elves and sacrifice yourself in vain? '

Draco thought in his mind that although Regulus's behavior was great, it seemed a bit stupid to him, but in the end he did not dare to say it out loud.

The witch's emotional thinking and the wizard's rational thinking are not at the same point.

In short, what happened with Regulus made them all sigh.

"He's a hero, a real hero."

Dudley concluded, then he turned his attention to Kreacher.

"Senior Tom attaches so much importance to this pendant box which only shows that it is very precious."

"So what's its origin?"

His words reminded everyone that Voldemort would not do useless things. He valued this box so much that he even set up many mechanisms to protect it. So what is in the box or in the box?

This time Dudley didn't say the answer, but waited quietly for the others.

"I remember that Senior Tom once gave a diary to Draco and your father. The diary was later destroyed by Brother D. It was a dark magic item."

Harry was the first to speak up, as he was always reliable at critical moments.

"Yes, it carries the memory of Senior Tom when he was 16 years old."

"So could this thing be the same thing?"

With this thought, Harry took out his wand and tapped the memorial box twice.

"I command you to reveal your secrets."

This is an identification technique often used by wizards. The original Snape once used it on the Marauder's Map. Although it was ridiculed by the Marauder's Map.

The memorial box didn't respond at all. It seemed like a normal dead object.

"Kreacher said Regulus asked him to destroy the box, so we might as well just destroy it."

Ron suggested as he took out his wand and pointed it at the box.

The magic spell hit the box without any reaction. Instead, it bounced up a fragment of wooden floor and almost disfigured Ron.

Harry and Draco also came together and tried several spells, but neither dark magic nor other spells had any effect on the box.

"It's useless. Kreacher used countless methods, but none of them could cause any damage to the box."

Kreacher said sadly. He was still immersed in the memories of Regulus and even forgot to curse.

"Dursley, do you know what that is?"

Phineas looked at Dudley who was silent on the side and whispered.

Dudley nodded.

Phineas asked immediately after hearing this.

Dudley did not answer him directly, but said softly: "Dear former headmaster, do you know how wizards can live forever?"

"It's the Headmaster!" Phineas corrected, and then he said: "Let me think about it, the Philosopher's Stone? But the immortality of that thing has side effects. Unicorn blood? Drinking it is cursed Blood can also prolong life, but people will change into humans and ghosts. But these things have nothing to do with that box."

"Actually, there is another way to gain immortality. It is a very evil magic. Even if you die, you can be resurrected in another form."

"Do you know about Horcruxes?"

As Dudley said these words, the surrounding temperature seemed to drop several degrees.

Phineas exclaimed after a very short moment of daze.

"The Dark Lord created a Horcrux?!"

These words attracted everyone present.

The unresponsive pendant box that had been lying quietly on the ground finally showed some reaction.

'Find the easiest guy to control and take me away. '

'Here, danger. '

The Horcrux itself has the simplest consciousness, such as the diary and the golden cup. The former can move freely even if the main body is immortal, while the latter takes control after the main body is destroyed. The pendant is worse than the former two. But also have a bit of self-awareness.

It sensed a crisis from Dudley.

Its 'sight' swept over everyone. The one with glasses (Harry) looked very smart, the nerd (Hermione) was the hardest to control, and the big guy (Neville) actually took a hammer and wanted to deal with me. It's a pity. I'm not an ordinary locket. The platinum-haired one (Draco) has a sinister look on his face. The red-haired one has a silly look on his face and is definitely the easiest one to control.

'Take me and get out of here.'

A seductive voice sounded in Ron's ears.

Bewitching, a characteristic that all black magic items have.

Horcruxes are the best at this.

The pendant is the best of all Horcruxes.

"What?" Ron picked his ears and looked around with a confused expression: "Who is talking?"

'Take me and get out of here.'

The bewitching voice sounded again.

"No time, I don't see you busy?"

Show me what your heart desires most right now.

Then a picture appeared in front of the pendant box.