Glory To Slytherin

"Dear guest, do you have a way to destroy this damn thing?"

Kreacher stood beside Ulysses, looked at Ulysses's face cautiously, and asked cautiously.

"Of course there is a way. I took this thing away, are you okay?"

Ulysses frowned and thought for a long time, then slowly spit out a word.

Kreacher's eyes changed suddenly, and he said solemnly:

"There are opinions... Destroying it is the last wish left by the little master. I must make sure it disappears in this world. If you can't do it, don't blame me..."

"Finally fierce."

Ulysses interrupted it and took out his wand and said softly.

A black flame the size of a fingernail suddenly burned on the wand.

The locket in Ulysses's left hand seemed to feel something terrifying, trembling violently, trying to escape from Ulysses's hand, the farther away from the flame, the better.

"Believe it now?"

Ulysses glanced at Kreacher.

"Of course, of course."

Kreacher changed his face again and said with a smile.

"All curses are over."

Ulysses whispered, and the black flame extinguished unwillingly from the wand, and seemed to let out a stern roar before disappearing.

Ulysses put the locket in his pocket and walked out of the room:

"Let's go and see if your master is awake."

"He is not worthy to be my master... he is a dirty fugitive..."

Kreacher murmured continuously, and followed Ulysses.

When he came to the living room on the first floor, Sirius Black had already woke up, struggling to sit up, his eyes still a little confused.

After seeing Ulysses, he shook his head vigorously and said in confusion:

"Ulysses, why are you...I...damn it!"

The more he talked, the more excited he became. He pressed hard on the scar on his chest, and suddenly a sharp pain made him bend down.

"Think slowly, don't worry. There is still a lot of time tonight."

Ulysses leaned back on the sofa, raised his legs, propped his chin, and waited for Sirius Black's memories.

Sirius Black grabbed the water glass on the table and took a sip, touched his mouth before slowly saying:

"After I sent you that letter, I went out in the evening... I changed into Af*ck Gus form, slipped into Hogsmeade Village, and came to the Screaming Shack. Everything went well, but damn it. Yes, there was a man in the screaming hut, and I was assaulted before I could see his face clearly..."

"It must be Peter... Only Peter knows the secret way..."

When he said this, he suddenly paused, and a lot of suspicion and anger burst into his eyes, "No, there is another person... Lupin..."

"I know you suspected that Professor Lupin was the one who betrayed the Potters, but since you know that Peter is the betrayer, there is no need to suspect Lupin any more. After all, you are good friends for more than ten years."

Ulysses shrugged and said, "Remember, except for the two of them, no one else knows the secret way?"

"As far as I know, no more."

Sirius Black shook his head affirmatively, and then said hesitantly, "However, if the map we made back then was taken by someone else, it would be hard to say..."

"Are you talking about this?"

Ulysses took out the map of the spot and asked with a smile.

"Yes, yes... why are you here?"

Sirius Black froze for a moment, quickly grabbed the map of the spot in his hand, and stared at it blankly.

"It's a long story."

Ulysses smiled, not intending to explain.

"Okay. That damn attacker, better not fall into my hands..."

Sirius Black said darkly, without the conscious that he was also the attacker in the eyes of Hogwarts students, "Since you are here, let's talk about it. How on earth are you going to get me cleaned up? I will bear it all day. Not anymore."

...

It was already midnight when I returned to the castle, and when I returned from the secret passage in the screaming hut, I did not encounter the person who attacked Sirius Black.

Ulysses subconsciously turned to the heights of the castle, and he discovered that every time he went back to school recently, the first place he went to was the principal's office.

Dumbledore had put on his purple pajamas, but the office light hadn't gone out yet.

"Oh, Ulysses, if I remember correctly, the last time I was here was yesterday."

Dumbledore was not too surprised when he saw Ulysses push the door in. He just smiled and let a cup of black tea float in front of Ulysses.

Ulysses took the teacup, took a sip, and took out the locket directly.

Now that the decision has been made, there is no need to hesitate and twist.

Dumbledore's vision suddenly froze. He stared at the locket in Ulysses's hand, as if a storm condensed in his eyes.

The locket rose in the air and fell into Dumbledore's hands.

After a long time, Dumbledore sighed and said:

"Ulysses, you really... surprise me again and again."

"Thank you, Professor."

Ulysses said modestly.

"Since you can bring it to me, you should already know what it is?"

Dumbledore sat in a chair with a complicated tone.

"Horcrux."

Ulysses said softly.

"Yes, Horcrux... what a dark and terrifying term."

Dumbledore sighed, "Tom really walked a long way on the dark and twisted road... I always suspected that he made this kind of thing, until last year, I learned that the diary manipulating Ginny Weasley Exist, I can be completely sure."

Ulysses silently took out the black diary that had been lying in his pocket for a year. At that time, Tom's remnant soul was released in the secret room, and after using it as a sacrifice, he did not destroy the diary, but kept it to the present.

When Dumbledore saw another Horcrux being taken out by Ulysses, he was mentally prepared. He took the diary and did not rush to check it. Instead, he smiled and said:

"Ulysses, did you know that when Harry and the others killed the basilisk last year, I noticed a very broken soul fragment inside the basilisk."

"Soul fragments? Inside the basilisk?"

Ulysses frowned slightly, recalling carefully, and immediately remembered that in the secret room, Tom's soul blew himself up once before being sacrificed, and it was the time when he wanted to let it take advantage of it.

"what do you mean……"

Ulysses blinked and looked directly at Dumbledore.

Dumbledore took out a crystal ball and handed it to Ulysses.

In the crystal ball, a streamer was slowly moving. It looked a little sluggish, and seemed to act only by instinct. The streamer wandered aimlessly in the crystal ball, and immediately turned around after hitting a wall, and went round and round.

Ulysses' eyes narrowed. In his eyes, the stream of light suddenly bloomed slightly, transforming the face of Tom Riddle when he was young.

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