"Tell me, Kreacher!" Sirius clenched his fists and growled loudly, "How do I get through here?"
"Blood is needed, master!" Kreacher pointed to a large smooth rock in front of Dumbledore, and said intermittently in a crying voice, "Kreacher saw the Dark Lord spilling blood on that rock, Ray Master Gules did the same thing at the time, he cut his arm open, and then"
Sirius froze for a moment, as if he didn't understand Kreacher's meaning accurately.
Behind him, Harry and Hermione looked at the rock with unease on their faces, as if something was about to crawl out of it. When they heard Kreacher mention blood, they couldn't help but have many terrible things in their minds.
Unlike them, Ivan took two steps forward.
He stood behind Dumbledore, carefully observing the rock Kreacher was pointing at.
In fact, from the moment he entered the cave, he felt that there was a slight difference in that position, although the rock looked no different from the surrounding rock walls.
However, Ivan could feel something was wrong. This feeling is very strange, he doesn't know how to describe it, not in the senses such as vision and touch, but the magic power there is more abnormal than the magic power in other places.
It's like a normal light, suddenly cut off at a certain position.
"All magic will leave traces, you have to sense it with your heart!" Dumbledore whispered, he took a few steps back, and looked at Ai Wen with enlightenment.
"Sense with your heart?!" Ivan didn't know what to do.
He just instinctively felt that the magic reaction on the rock in front of him was a little abnormal, but he couldn't tell where the specific abnormality was.
Dumbledore didn't continue talking, he pointed his wand at the rock in front of him.
Suddenly, the outline of an arch appeared there, emitting a dazzling white light, as if there was a strong light shining behind the crack.
"You did it, Professor!" Harry exclaimed delightedly.
Just now he fell into uneasiness because of Kreacher's words, and immediately a glimmer of hope rose again.
With Dumbledore here, they didn't want to spill blood on that rock at all, and they could get through here.
However, before his words fell, the outline disappeared, and the rock was still as hard and thick as before, with nothing on it.
"professor?"
"Kreacher is right, blood is indeed needed to pass through here." Dumbledore looked at it and said calmly, "He thinks he is very successful, but he is too low-level!"
"I don't understand, why do we need blood to get through here?" Harry asked suspiciously, "Also, what do you mean by being too low-level?"
"To be precise, Riddle's magic requires us to pay a price. We must weaken ourselves to pass here, so I said it is too low-level!"
There was contempt and even disappointment in Dumbledore's tone, as if Voldemort had failed to meet his expected standards, "Once again he failed to understand that there are many things that are much more terrifying than physical injuries."
"But you can certainly avoid it"
"Sometimes it's unavoidable, and we have to deal with it according to the rules of magic."
As Dumbledore said, he shook up the sleeves of his robe, and suddenly a short silver knife appeared in his hand, the kind used to cut potion ingredients.
"No, Professor!"
Seeing Dumbledore raising his dagger, Ivan, Harry and Hermione rushed to stop it.
Everyone knows what Dumbledore wants to do, but they don't know what to say. If blood must be shed, they should choose one of them instead of letting Dumbledore do it.
"Let me do it, I can," Harry snapped.
But someone was faster than him. When they stopped Dumbledore, Sirius had made up his mind. He quickly rushed to the side of the rock, a light flashed at the end of his wand, and a bright red shot out from his arm. Immediately, it was covered with shiny, dark red blood beads.
"Sirius!" Harry turned his head slowly, looking at all this in disbelief, his face turned pale instantly, and rushed to Sirius' side in panic.
Dumbledore, Ivan, and Hermione also hurriedly followed. They saw that the wound on Sirius' arm was huge, and a large amount of blood was gushing out uncontrollably.
"You should have let me do it, Sirius, your blood is worth more than mine."
Dumbledore ran the tip of his wand across the deep cut on Sirius' arm, and the wound healed instantly.
"No, I have to do it, it's for Regulus" Sirius raised his head and replied weakly, "Don't worry about me, I'm fine, is this blood enough? If you want more, I can come again .”
"I believe this is enough!" Dumbledore said softly, looking at the changing wall, "The effect is very obvious."
The outline of the dazzling white arch reappeared on the cave wall again, and this time it did not disappear.
The blood-stained rock within the arch disappeared suddenly, revealing a doorway that contained what seemed to be endless darkness.
"Let's go in, you'd better come after me and get your wands out!" said Dumbledore, walking through the doorway.
Sirius, Ivan, Harry, Hermione, and Kreacher also walked in after him, hastily lighting their wands.
In front of their eyes, is a very strange scene.
Although I heard Kreacher narrate it before, the real scene I saw with my own eyes was much more shocking than all words and imaginations.
At this very moment, they were standing on the shore of a great black lake.
The surface of the lake is so wide that it stretches as far as the eye can see, and you can't even see the opposite bank in the distance.
The cave they were in was so high that they couldn't see the top of the cave when they looked up.
Far away, as if in the middle of the lake, there was a dim, green light shining, reflected in the dead lake below.
Except for the green light and the bright light from the five magic wands, the surrounding area is completely thick with darkness, and the penetrating power of these bright lights is not as strong as expected. The darkness here seems to be denser than ordinary , thicker.
It is hard to imagine that they are in the cave inside the cliff.
Through that arch, Ivan thought they had come to a different space. He didn't know how Voldemort did it in the first place. He couldn't imagine how powerful it would be to transform an ordinary cave into what he saw.
"Kreacher, Regulus' body" Sirius said suddenly, his voice sounded weird, not the usual shouting, on the contrary, there was a hint of uncontrollable sadness in his voice, "tell Me, where is his body?"
"There is an island in the middle of the lake, master!" Tears flowed uncontrollably from Kreacher's big eyes, and he choked up as he wiped away the tears, "Kreacher was there when he saw Master Regulus being killed by those dead people. dragging his hand into the lake." (.)