Harry Potter: I started checking in from Diagon Alley

This is the crown that Voldemort turned into a Horcrux, which once belonged to Ravenclaw.

Made of magical metal, it has an overall silvery-white hue, an elegant and graceful shape, and is full of captivating charm.

At that moment, Eric felt a profound sense of the mysterious power emanating from the crown, as if time had reversed, taking him back to the past.

Because Ravenclaw himself wore this crown for a long time, it, like Eric's acacia wand, became imbued with Ravenclaw's aura.

The crown is made of silvery mithril, inlaid with patterns that shimmer with blue gemstones, and emits a faint, eerie glow. Its appearance is not ornate, but it possesses an irresistible, mysterious power. Each pattern is like a flowing river, infusing the wearer with Ravenclaw's wisdom and intelligence.

Legend has it that those fortunate enough to wear this crown will share in Ravenclaw's wisdom and become exceptionally intelligent. Furthermore, the crown can enhance a wizard's magic, elevating it to unparalleled heights.

For many, this is a fatal temptation.

However, because Voldemort transformed it into a Horcrux, the tiara lost its original magic and became an evil dark magic object. Nevertheless, the tiara still retained its charm and allure, attempting to entice nearby wizards to wear it on their heads.

Eric did not touch the Ravenclaw crown directly with his hands, but carefully controlled it in the air. With a gentle wave of his hand, the crown floated under his control, emitting a faint, eerie glow.

Then, Eric created another Guardian Angel and commanded it to go find Sirius Black. The Guardian Angel immediately transformed into a bolt of lightning, swiftly traversing space and disappearing into the distance.

A moment later, a large black dog suddenly emerged from the middle of a pile of junk. Like a bolt of dark lightning, it swiftly rushed towards Eric and instantly transformed back into human form.

Sirius stared at the crown in amazement, his eyes filled with longing and curiosity. Drawn to the crown, he couldn't help but move closer.

The crown spun gently in the air, like a mesmerizing blue shooting star, radiating an alluring magic. It seemed to possess a life of its own, sometimes still, sometimes twinkling, constantly displaying its mysterious power to Sirius.

Eric knew the allure of the crown, so he carefully kept it suspended in the air, preventing it from touching Sirius.

Sirius is different from him; he doesn't possess such strong mental power to resist the allure of the crown.

Strictly speaking, Eric is the only person in the world who is completely immune to the effects of Horcruxes.

Even Dumbledore, if he were in contact with Horcruxes for a long time, would be affected by them, becoming irritable and losing his judgment.

The crown's strangeness lies in the fact that the fragments of Voldemort's soul, combined with his original magic, create an irresistible force. It is both a precious magical artifact and an evil dark magic artifact.

However, Sirius's grey eyes quickly became unfocused, as if drawn by a mysterious force, gradually drifting towards the crown. His gaze revealed confusion and longing, as if he were completely controlled by the magic emanating from the crown.

Suddenly, a piercing crack shattered the silence. Eric swiftly swung his wand, unleashing a small but brilliant bolt of lightning that struck Sirius Black directly in the cheek. Instantly, a tuft of his dark hair was singed and emitted a burnt smell.

Sirius suddenly awoke, his steps halting abruptly as he continued towards the crown. Eric chuckled, "Wake up, what you just saw was an illusion."

Without Eric needing to explain further, Sirius quickly realized what he had just experienced. He couldn't help but feel a lingering fear; if Eric hadn't been there to warn him, unpredictable things might have happened if he had touched the diaphragm alone.

Is this Voldemort's power? Sirius felt a chill run down his spine. He thought that even the Horcruxes created by Voldemort had such a strong allure, which strengthened his resolve to destroy them.

Sirius calmed himself down and asked, "We've found four Horcruxes now, right?"

Eric nodded.

Voldemort possessed a total of seven Horcruxes, and they now had control of four of them: Voldemort's childhood diary, Slytherin's locket, Marvologaunt's ring, and the Ravenclaw tiara that had just been found.

The remaining three Horcruxes are Nagini, Voldemort's pet boa constrictor; Hufflepuff's cup; and Harry, whose identity is unknown even to Voldemort himself. Destroying all the Horcruxes would allow Voldemort to be killed completely, making it no longer an unattainable goal.

Chapter 214 The Sword of Gryffindor! Destroy the Horcrux!

Sirius Black watched the crown floating in the air warily. After a moment of contemplation, he said, "Slytherin, Ravenclaw... both of their items have been made into Horcruxes. So, we can deduce that there are two more Horcruxes, one related to Gryffindor and the other to Hufflepuff?"

Eric nodded slightly, a hint of hesitation in his eyes, then shook his head, saying firmly, "Hufflepuff once left behind a golden cup, a magical artifact. Legend has it that this cup was kept by Hufflepuff's descendants, but mysteriously disappeared when Voldemort first rose to power. The legends about Hufflepuff have a certain degree of credibility and are quite possible, given Voldemort's personality; he might very well have made the cup into one of his Horcruxes. However, the treasure left by Gryffindor is still preserved at Hogwarts, so Gryffindor can be ruled out." His voice carried a touch of mystery.

Sirius asked curiously, "What kind of treasure is it?"

Eric smiled and replied, "You'll find out soon enough. We need to destroy a Horcrux here. Do you remember the methods I mentioned to you before for destroying Horcruxes?" His gaze revealed a hint of determination.

Sirius asked in surprise, "You mean here? What kind of spell are you going to use? Is it one of those methods that requires absolute power to destroy the Horcrux itself? But even the Death Curse has no effect on Horcruxes."

Eric chuckled and explained, “There is indeed a spell that can do this, the Fiendfyre spell, which can completely destroy Horcruxes. However, this spell is extremely powerful and difficult to control once cast, potentially leading to the destruction of the entire House of Requirement. Therefore, we will choose a more reliable method.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Eric suddenly felt a sense of unease. He turned to look at the door of the Room of Requirement, a premonition creeping into his heart. He said calmly, "They're here."

While Sirius was still wondering, the door to the Room of Requirement suddenly opened.

As the door opened, a clear chirping sound rang out, and Phoenix Fox gracefully flew in.

Eric and Sirius felt a divine power surge within them, a sense of mission welling up within them. Their bodies seemed to lighten, as if they could fly through the sky and touch the starlight.

Fox's presence filled the entire space with wonder and hope. Its magic permeated every corner, transforming the space into a wondrous wonderland. Faint lights twinkled in the air, like stars adorning the night sky, inspiring awe.

Just then, a gentle breeze blew by, carrying the fragrance of flowers. Colorful blossoms bloomed on the ground, releasing their enchanting aroma. A flock of butterflies danced gracefully among the flowers, like fluttering petals, beautiful and serene.

Fox gently flapped its wings, and a dazzling light emanated from its body, illuminating the entire space.

Eric and Sirius both thoroughly enjoyed the feeling.

The phoenix is ​​a legendary and magical creature.

And this is the magic unique to the phoenix!

After the recent great battle, Phoenix Fox was reborn as a fledgling bird with feathers of varying lengths, making it look rather unattractive.

It flapped its wings with all its might and flew towards Eric. Its feathers were scattered and broken, some even bald, with new feathers yet to grow. The phoenix's body had become very thin.

Beneath Fox's beak, there was another object: a tattered hat with a large tear in the brim. The hat was covered in dust and dirt, looking as if it had endured countless years of hardship.

Fox flew to Eric's side and tossed the hat from his mouth. The hat arced through the air like a powerless wing as it flew toward its target. Eric reached out and caught the hat, gently tracing the cracks on the brim with his fingers, as if sensing its weathered and resilient nature.

When Eric took the hat, Fox's eyes revealed a hint of appreciation.

Phoenixes always gravitate towards gifted wizards, such as Dumbledore and Eric, both of whom have earned the Phoenix's approval.

After Eric took the hat, Fox flapped his wings as if to take flight, soaring into the air once more and disappearing into the distant sky in an instant.

From beginning to end, all it did was deliver this hat.

Sirius looked curiously at the item in Eric's hand and asked, "Is this the Sorting Hat?" He felt a mysterious power emanating from the hat, which made it seem somewhat familiar.

At this moment, the Sorting Hat lacked vitality and showed no signs of being able to communicate freely. Apart from the tear that allowed it to speak, it looked like an ordinary hat. The hat's fabric had faded from its former vibrancy, becoming dull and weathered. The tear on the brim seemed to be the mark of time, recording the countless years the Sorting Hat had endured.

“Yes.” Eric smiled and reached into the Sorting Hat, pulling out a gleaming sword with a powerful grab. The hilt was inlaid with precious gems, and the blade was engraved with mysterious runes, exuding an ancient and majestic aura.

The sword's light was so dazzling that Sirius couldn't open his eyes for a moment. He had to turn his head away to avoid looking directly at the sword in Eric's hand, his eyes filled with awe. This sword seemed like a legendary artifact, radiating boundless power and glory.

He couldn't help but ask, "What is this?"

Eric laughed and said, "This is the treasure you just mentioned, the one left behind by Gryffindor!"

Sirius Black realized: "You mean, use this sword to destroy Voldemort's Horcrux?!"

Eric nodded decisively.

If a method must be chosen that does not harm others or the castle's interior, then taking out Gryffindor's sword is undoubtedly the most suitable option.

The Horcrux ring that Dumbledore was wearing was also destroyed in this way.

Sirius's expression changed suddenly as he thought of something: "Wait, didn't you say before that the power of the soul can only be transferred, not destroyed?"

"Correct."

"If we destroy both Horcruxes here, the souls inside will have nowhere to go. There's no Voldemort nearby, nor any other souls they can merge with. Won't they end up attaching themselves to you?!"

Faced with this question, Eric smiled slightly and asked in return, "Who said I was going to destroy both Horcruxes?"