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"Tell me, Kreacher!" Sirius clenched his fists and roared. "How do we get through here?"
"We need blood, Young Master!" Kreacher pointed at a large, smooth rock in front of Dumbledore and said in a sobbing voice, "Kreacher saw the Dark Lord spill his blood on that rock. Young Master Regulus did the same. He cut his arm open, and then …"
Sirius was stunned, as if he did not understand what Kreacher meant.
Behind him, Harry and Hermione's faces were full of uneasiness. They looked at the rock in horror, as if something was going to climb out of it. When they heard Kreacher mention blood, they could not help but think of many scary things.
Unlike them, Elwyn took two steps forward.
He stood behind Dumbledore and carefully observed the rock that Kreacher was pointing at.
In fact, from the moment he entered the cave, he felt that there was something different about that spot, even though the rock looked no different from the surrounding rock walls.
Although the rock looked no different from the surrounding walls, Elwyn could feel that something was wrong. It was a strange feeling, and he did not know how to describe it. It was not in terms of sight or touch, but the magic reaction there was more unusual than in other places.
It was like a normal ray of light had suddenly been cut off at a certain position.
"All magic leaves traces. You have to sense it with your heart!" Dumbledore said softly. He took a few steps back and looked at Elwyn.
"Sense it with my heart?!" Elwyn did not know what to do.
He could only instinctively feel that the magic reaction on the rock in front of him was a little unusual, but he could not tell what exactly it was.
Dumbledore did not continue. He pointed his wand at the rock in front of him.
Suddenly, the outline of an arched door appeared, emitting a dazzling white light. It was as if there was a strong light shining behind the crack.
"You did it, Professor!" shouted Harry joyfully.
Just as he was feeling uneasy because of what Kreacher had said, a glimmer of hope rose in him.
With Dumbledore here, they didn't even want to spill their blood on that rock. They could still pass through here.
However, before he could finish his sentence, the silhouette disappeared. The rock was still as hard and thick as before, and there was nothing on it.
"Professor?"
"Kreacher is right. We do need blood to pass through here." Dumbledore looked at it and said calmly, "He thinks he's very successful, but he's too low-level!"
"I don't understand. Why do we need blood to pass through here?" Harry asked, puzzled. "Also, what do you mean by too low-level?"
"To be precise, Riddle's magic requires us to pay a price. We have to weaken ourselves in order to pass through here. That's why I said it's too low-level!"
Dumbledore's tone was full of disdain and even disappointment, as if Lord Voldemort did not meet his expectations. "Once again, he doesn't understand that there are many things more terrifying than physical injuries."
"But you can definitely avoid it …"
"Sometimes it's unavoidable. We have to deal with it according to the rules of magic."
As Dumbledore spoke, he shook the sleeves of his robe. Suddenly, a silver knife appeared in his hand, the kind used to cut magic ingredients.
"No, Professor!"
Seeing Dumbledore raise the knife, Elwyn, Harry and Hermione rushed to stop him.
Everyone knew what Dumbledore wanted to do, but they did not know what to say. If blood had to be spilled, it should be one of them, not Dumbledore.
"Let me do it, I can do it …" Harry rushed to say.
But someone was faster than him. While they were trying to stop Dumbledore, Sirius had already made up his mind. He quickly rushed to the side of the rock, and with a flash of light at the end of his wand, his arm spurted out a stream of dark red blood. The surface of the rock was instantly covered with shiny, dark red blood beads.
"Sirius!" Harry slowly turned his head and looked at the scene in disbelief. His face instantly turned pale, and he rushed to Sirius's side in a panic.
Dumbledore, Elwyn and Hermione also hurriedly followed. They saw that the wound on Sirius' arm was very big, and a large amount of blood was gushing out uncontrollably.
"You should have let me do it, Sirius. Your blood is more valuable than mine."
Dumbledore used the tip of his wand to draw across the deep wound on Sirius' arm. The wound immediately healed.
"No, I have to do it. This is for Regulus," Sirius raised his head and replied weakly. "Don't worry about me, I'm fine. Is this enough blood? If you want more, I can do it again. "
"I believe this is enough!" Dumbledore said softly as he looked at the changing wall. "The effect is very obvious."
The dazzling white outline of the arched door appeared on the wall again, but this time it did not disappear.
The blood-splattered rock in the arched door suddenly disappeared, revealing a doorway that seemed to be filled with endless darkness.
"Let's go in. You'd better follow behind me and take out your wands!" Dumbledore said as he walked through the doorway.
Sirius, Elwyn, Harry, Hermione and Kreacher followed behind him, hurriedly lighting up their wands as they entered.
In front of them was a very strange scene.
Although they had heard Kreacher describe it before, seeing it with their own eyes was much more shocking than any words or imagination.
At this moment, they were standing on the shore of a large black lake.
The surface of the lake was extremely wide and boundless. They could not even see the other shore in the distance.
The cave they were in was very high up, and they could not even see the top of the cave when they looked up.
In the distance, it seemed as though they were in the middle of the lake. There was a hazy, green light that was reflected in the deathly still lake below.
Other than the green light and the light from the five wands, it was completely dark everywhere. The light did not penetrate as well as they had expected. The darkness here seemed to be denser and thicker than usual.
It was hard to imagine that they were in a cave inside a cliff.
After passing through the arched door, Elwyn thought that they had entered a different dimension. He did not know how the Lord Voldemort had done it. He did not dare to imagine how much power was needed to transform an ordinary cave into something like this.
"Kreacher, Regulus' corpse," Sirius suddenly said. His voice sounded strange. It was not his usual loud voice. On the contrary, there was a hint of uncontrollable sorrow in his voice. "Tell me, where is his corpse?"
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