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Chapter 883

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"Although we can't clear his name now, you can take the pendant first. Keep it and the parchment inside. This will prove that your brother is a hero in the future." Allen pointed at the pendant, and the fake pendant made by Regulus flew towards Sirius.

Sirius caught it and held it firmly in his palm. He then asked reluctantly, "Don't you need to use it as a trap?"

Allen took out a small piece of metal from his waist pouch and used magic to cast a transfiguration spell to make it transform. He imitated the real Slytherin's pendant and made a fake one on the spot. "Mine is at least a little more like your brother's. I don't need to change the material, and I don't need to rely on magic to maintain the transfiguration. I don't need to worry about it losing its effect after it's used up."

After making the fake, Allen made a piece of parchment and a quill appear in front of Sirius. "Maybe you want to write down what you said to the mysterious man. Are you interested? We can put it in this pendant. "

"That's a good idea! Let me think … James is very good at giving people nicknames, and I'm good at scolding people, especially Slytherin. For example, that snot who loves to pester Lily … I have to write a few good ones for James … "Sirius raised his hand and took the parchment and quill. He turned around and put it on the pedestal of the stone platform. He bent down and put one arm on the pedestal while the other hand quickly wrote on the parchment.

Allen did not deny that he had some talent in this aspect. When Snape found out that they were involved in the creation of the map of the survival point and tried to find out the secret in it, he was severely humiliated by the map.

Seeing that Sirius had started to write quickly, Allen also stopped and began to rearrange the magic effects on the pedestal of the stone basin. He inadvertently glanced at the powerful laxatives on the stone basin. He turned to Hermione and said, "Hermione, come over here and help me pour these into the stone basin."

"Allen, are you really going to …" Hermione's nose twitched uneasily. If it was just a battle with the mysterious man, she felt that she would not be so conflicted. However, to give him such a powerful laxative like a prank made her very uncomfortable. After all, she was usually in charge of stopping pranks and collecting items used for pranks.

"Wouldn't it be great if he really fell for it? Hermione, outside of the Hogwarts, Weasley's magic does not prohibit the products of the theater. Speaking of which, you're one of the owners. This may be the only chance in your life to make the world's greatest wizard take a leak. " Allen's fingers began to move along the pedestal, but his eyes blinked at Hermione. "This is much less likely than killing the mysterious man, isn't it? Other people don't have this kind of opportunity … "

On the other hand, Sirius seemed to be a little excited after hearing this. He seemed to have returned to his best days as a student. Even his smile looked a little younger. "Haha! Allen, you're right! Hermione, as a Gryffindor, you should be more adventurous. Don't be so rigid! "

"Actually … Sirius, if we're talking about taking risks, your godson, Harry, might not necessarily be better than Hermione …" Allen muttered. He knew that although Hermione's personality was usually very disciplined, she was the most ruthless one among the Gryffindor trio when it mattered.

In the original world's trajectory, Hermione easily used the curse-type Binding Spell on Neville when she was in first grade to petrify him. When she was in second grade, she stole potion ingredients and borrowed the forbidden book from Lockhart to make a compound decoction that violated at least 50 school rules. When she was in senior grade, she took the initiative to establish and design some cruel punishment measures for betrayers. She also used the Confusion Spell to interfere with Quidditch's selection of the staff. Even when that fatty, Crabbe, used the black magic, Li Huo, to burn her to death, his comment on Li Huo was that she did not have the guts to use it in this lifetime. It was not that he did not know how to use it … Miss Know-It-All was a person who would amaze the world with a single brilliant feat.

Sure enough, although Hermione's expression was very complicated, she seemed to have taken the two's persuasion as the reason for her to break the rules. She pursed her lips and leaned over to pick up the laxative bottle. She neatly began to pour the laxative into the stone basin. She carefully made sure that not a single drop of laxative was wasted and prevented them from spilling out.

After a short while.

"Give me another piece of paper, Allen." Sirius, who was engrossed in writing, reached out his hand without raising his head. He browsed through the letter he had just written that was full of curses and sarcasm. He nodded with satisfaction.

"What? … Did you finish your thesis so quickly when you were in school?! " Allen was speechless when he saw the situation. "Do you think the mysterious person will continue to read after reading a whole page of curses?! He's not an author in the serialization area of the Prophet Daily. Would he still want to read the readers' feedback?! Besides, do you think the locket can fit too much? "

"… I'll just stop writing … What's the hurry …" Sirius, who knew that he was in the wrong, picked up the parchment he had just written and flicked it gently. The parchment floated lightly to Allen. Unfortunately, he was still not satisfied. "Maybe I should try to write more when I go back and submit them …"

Allen, who had blue veins on his arm, pinched the parchment with his fingers. He ignored the middle-aged wizard Gryffindor and folded the parchment into a small square and put it into the locket. At this time, Hermione had already filled the stone basin with powerful laxatives. Allen slid the locket down the side of the stone basin. With a plop, the locket sank into the powerful laxative.

Allen straightened his back and stood up. He stretched out the staff again and used the crystal ball to complete the last part of the spell. Black smoke appeared out of thin air and was quickly absorbed into the pedestal. The stone basin was restored to the black magic effect set by the mysterious person. Whoever wanted to get the locket in the stone basin would have to drink the powerful laxatives.

At this time, everyone turned their heads to look. Under the control of the three Death Knights, the Yin Corpses were standing quietly in the same place. Water droplets dripped from their tattered wet clothes. The air around them was heavy and nauseating, hinting at the death of these Yin Corpses. These Yin Corpses had lost their lives in the Black Lake. From their rotten clothes and the damp and sticky air around them, they could imagine the scene of them gasping for breath in the water.

Sirius, who had been a little carefree because of the prank, stopped smiling and anxiously looked at the Yin Corpses, looking for familiar faces. However, the sunken faces and sunken eye sockets looked similar.

These Yin Corpses were already skinny, like a layer of skin clinging to their skeletons. Their twisted bodies looked incomparably hideous and terrifying. Their sticky white hands hung by their sides. After soaking in the cold Black Lake for many years, there was almost no hair left on their white heads. The eyes in their sunken eye sockets were misty, as if there were cobwebs in them.

Sirius looked around. These Yin Corpses didn't look much different. It was difficult for him to find his younger brother among these skinny Yin Corpses based on his impression of him.

"It's not easy to rely on the naked eye to identify Regulus. It's very time-consuming." Allen touched his bald chin. He raised his staff, and the crystal ball below lit up under his palm. "I'll try using divination."

"Wait a minute." Hermione pressed Allen's hand, stopping him from using divination to predict Regulus' location. She raised her chin in the direction of Klitscher, who was lying on the ground with empty eyes. "We have to cheer Klitscher up and let him identify Regulus. When they can't find him, you can help."

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