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The short funeral ended in a solemn atmosphere. In the end, only the house-elf Kreacher was still twitching loudly. Sirius had basically recovered.
From his point of view, this was already the best outcome.
The news of Regulus' death had been confirmed 13 years ago, and this funeral was just a late ceremony.
All of his last wishes had been fulfilled, and his soul could now rest in peace.
In Sirius's impression, Regulus was no longer a cowardly and evil Death Eater. He was no longer a fool who knew nothing and was killed by his family's pure-blooded ideals. His younger brother was a worthy hero, and he was proud of Regulus.
Although the funeral was shabby, everything was perfect.
From Elwyn's point of view, it was the same. The only regret was that they did not get the locket that Regulus had used to replace the Lord Voldemort's soul vessel, as well as the note that had been placed inside to record his last words.
He still remembered the words, which were roughly: To the Dark Lord, I will be long dead before you read this, but I want you to know that it was I who discovered your secret. I have already stolen the real soul vessel, and I intend to destroy it as soon as possible. I am willing to risk my life, and that is because I hope that you will be killed when you meet your opponent.
This note written to the Lord Voldemort completely reflected Regulus' bravery and fearlessness, as well as the shattered dreams of a young man.
One had to know that Regulus had once been the most fanatical worshipper of the Lord Voldemort.
From the words on this note, it could also be seen that, unlike all the other wizards who had made up their minds to resist the Lord Voldemort, he still called the Lord Voldemort the Dark Lord until the last moment of his life. This was the title that Death Eaters used for Lord Voldemort.
From this, it could be seen what Regulus thought of the Lord Voldemort.
However, for the justice in his heart, for his own beliefs and perseverance, Regulus finally chose to steal and destroy the Lord Voldemort's soul vessel. He was willing to pay the price with his life.
From this point of view, Elwyn wanted to read the note he had written.
However, Dumbledore said that the green liquid that the Lord Voldemort had placed in the stone basin could not be dissolved other than by drinking it.
Only when the Lord Voldemort confirmed his own soul vessel in the future could Regulus' last words see the light of day again.
Although it was regretful, this was undoubtedly exactly what Regulus had envisioned before his death. Using this method, he conveyed the last words of Legulus' life to Voldemort, letting him know that there were still many people silently resisting him, even among the Death Eaters.
Thinking of this dramatic scene, Ivan couldn't wait to see Voldemort's expression with his own eyes.
He might be filled with anger, but he should not be surprised. After all, from beginning to end, the Lord Voldemort had never trusted anyone but himself. Those Death Eaters who thought they were worthy of his trust were just laughable pawns. [Love ↑ Go △ Little ↓ Say △ Net w
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The sky gradually darkened. After Regulus' funeral, Dumbledore rushed back to the Ministry of Magic. He still had to attend the trial of Peter the Dwarf by Weisengarmo.
Peter's trial had reached a critical stage. This case had a huge impact, and countless people were waiting for the final result.
Even though it was Christmas, Weisengarmo did not have time to rest.
After Dumbledore left, Lupin, Sirius, Elwyn, Harry, and Hermione did not return to 12 Grimmauld Square. Instead, they went to the Broken Cauldron Bar to attend the Christmas party as planned.
Kreacher was also brought there, although Sirius thought he should be left alone at home, just like before. However, the others insisted that it might be good for Kreacher to live at Hogwarts and have more contact with other house-elves.
After Phantom Shift, Elwyn and the others arrived at the Broken Cauldron Bar.
Elwyn looked at the shabby bar in disbelief. The dark and dirty style of the past had been swept away, and the whole hall was decorated like a dream. Green Christmas trees, mistletoe, glittering golden stars, and other Christmas decorations could be seen everywhere.
The rich aroma of food wafted from the kitchen. The bar owner, Tom, wore a funny red Christmas costume and stood behind the bar. He opened his mouth to reveal an ugly smile, welcoming every guest who came to the party.
Although the Christmas decorations here were not as spectacular as those at Hogwarts, it was more festive.
Inside the bar, there were cheerful wizards everywhere, and many of them were Elwyn's classmates at Hogwarts.
People sat scattered in the bar with glasses of wine in their hands. They gathered together and talked excitedly, occasionally laughing.
In the middle of the bar, there was a strangely dressed band playing a relaxing Christmas tune. From time to time, they would use magic to conjure colorful bubbles and golden fireworks. Around the band, there were many young people dancing merrily.
Elwyn rubbed his eyes. This was unbelievable. He did not dare to imagine that just a few hours ago, they were still fighting with thousands of Yin Corpses in a strange cave. Now they were immersed in a sea of festive festivities.
This was Christmas, a real Christmas party.
When they entered, the atmosphere in the bar reached its climax.
Almost instantly, people recognized Sirius and Harry. The Broken Cauldron Bar was silent for a moment, and then suddenly there was a burst of enthusiastic applause, almost tearing the roof off the bar. They all squeezed over and shook hands with the two of them, giving their most sincere holiday greetings.
Compared to Harry who had the title of savior, Elwyn's reputation here was much smaller. He was happy to be idle, and he and Hermione went to the bar and each took a drink.
Not far away, Lupin went to find the owner of the bar and booked a room for them to stay in tonight.
Elwyn lazily leaned against the bar, looking at Sirius and Harry who couldn't leave for a while. He thought for a bit, and then pulled Hermione's little hand, preparing to go to Diagon Alley to take a look.
He had just heard Lupin say that it wasn't just the Broken Cauldron Bar, but the entire Diagon Alley would be celebrating tonight. According to previous years' arrangements, people would celebrate until the wee hours of the morning.
Elwyn and Hermione passed through the bar and came to a small courtyard surrounded by walls.
The sky was completely dark, and the cheerful atmosphere of the bar was cut off by the large doors, only faint sounds could be heard.
The two of them squeezed into the small courtyard, standing very close to each other.
Feeling Elwyn's aura close by, Hermione's heart beat faster and faster, and her face couldn't help turning red.
When facing the Yin Corpses in the cave, Hermione's mind had been tense the entire time, but now she suddenly relaxed.
She felt her mind go blank. Out of trust, she foolishly let Elwyn hold her hand as they walked out, not knowing what he wanted to do at all. She only felt a sweet joy from the depths of her heart, a trace of nervousness, and a strange feeling that she couldn't explain.
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