Hogwarts: What are the four great masters doing?

Inferi – evil creatures crafted from the corpses of the dead.

Judging from the situation in this memory, this black lake is probably full of Yin corpses - there are at least hundreds or even thousands of them in total!

And it is obvious who made them.

Voldemort is still as crazy as ever.

In addition, Ryan also saw Voldemort waving his wand on the ship, as if casting a spell on the ship.

"A spell that limits magic power... This ship can only carry one person, plus a house-elf at most?"

However, in front of sufficiently skilled wizards, Voldemort's spells are obviously still not that advanced.

Ryan saw Voldemort and the house-elves on a boat, and soon they arrived at the small island in the middle of the black lake.

In the center of the island, there is an upright medicine basin filled with black, ominous potion.

"..."

When he saw the pot of black potion, Ryan showed a serious expression for the first time.

"This potion..."

Even though they were only separated by memories, Ryan could still sense the danger of the potion.

Especially from it, he felt something very familiar.

"Negative emotions... Voldemort can actually use this thing to brew potions?"

That's right.

Ryan felt the power of negative emotions in this potion - the feeling of it infecting his soul was very obvious to him.

At the same time, he was also certain that the owner of the memory he was watching at this moment must have seen this pot of potion with his own eyes, otherwise this special smell would not have appeared so clearly in the memory.

And this is the crux of the problem.

Based on this potion alone, Ryan could be sure that the effect of this potion was definitely related to the soul, and the effect was extremely powerful.

"Even legendary wizards probably can't avoid being contaminated by this potion..."

As Ryan realized this, he became excited.

He was sure that even Voldemort could not easily brew a potion of this level. It was even possible that this thing was not brewed by him personally, but obtained from somewhere else.

Such a precious and powerful potion with terrifying power...

"Voldemort must have placed it here for a very important purpose!"

Thinking of this, Ryan became more serious.

He continued to watch the memory.

At this moment, Voldemort ordered the house-elf named Kreacher to start absorbing the potion.

After the latter swallowed the potion and showed extreme pain, Voldemort nodded with satisfaction.

He took something out of his arms and put it into the medicine basin.

Then he took out his wand and tapped it on the medicine basin - more potion was conjured up.

Then, Voldemort left the house-elf in agony and walked away.

Only the other party seemed to be murmuring: "Lei... Master..."

The voice was too soft—or perhaps the holder of the memory at that time simply didn't listen carefully.

In short, Ryan didn't hear clearly what the house-elf said.

But it doesn't matter anymore.

Because at this moment Ryan saw countless thin and pale hands belonging to the corpses stretching out from under the water.

They clawed at the house-elf.

And in Ryan's opinion, the latter would definitely not survive.

"Pathetic little thing."

Ryan sighed.

But immediately, his heart naturally became very solemn.

Because at this moment he was very sure what Voldemort had put in the medicine basin.

"Mr. Slytherin's locket...that's a Horcrux!"

Ryan recognized the locket - the locket that once belonged to Slytherin, then fell into the hands of a customer of Borgin and Burke's, and was finally taken away by Voldemort!

One of Voldemort's Horcruxes is hidden in that cave!

And more importantly...

At this moment, as that memory ends.

Ryan even saw that the memory had converged into a strange coordinate at this moment.

Ryan naturally understood the meaning of this - that coordinate should be the location of the cave in his memory!

But this is also what Ryan is most serious about at the moment.

There was no doubt that someone was telling him the location of Voldemort's Horcruxes - in a more direct way than ever before.

But here comes the problem.

Who is the owner of that memory? Who is the one who reminds him?

Ryan could naturally draw conclusions.

"Every detail of the memory is too realistic. If the memory is real, then the provider of the memory must be the house-elf or Voldemort himself."

Of course, there is also a possibility that there was a third person following Voldemort at the time.

But considering Voldemort's magical attainments, Ryan felt that this possibility could almost be ruled out - even Dumbledore or him, or even any legendary wizard, would not dare to say that they could follow another legendary wizard to such a small place without being discovered.

And the house-elf was obviously likely to have been killed.

So...

"It couldn't possibly be Voldemort himself who provided me with the memories and guided me to the Horcruxes?"

Chapter 193: Attracting evil and bringing in evil, the corpse under the lake!

Ryan was undoubtedly very confused at this moment.

Logically speaking, the memory he had just seen could only belong to Voldemort.

But the key point is, how could Voldemort hand over the whereabouts of his Horcrux to him - this is completely unreasonable.

"Is it a conspiracy? Or... is the owner of this memory someone else?"

Ryan frowned and thought for a long time but still couldn't come up with an answer.

But there is no doubt about it.

At this moment, he was certain of one thing.

This second attack on Filch...a big part of its purpose must have been to make him see the memory just now.

"No wonder they're completely messing with Filch's brain..."

This is a logical conclusion.

It messed up Filch's mind, messed up his soul and memories - and at Hogwarts, the only one who could deal with such an injury was Ryan.

He could ensure that Ryan would be able to see this memory.

so...

"Mr. Filch's condition isn't good - I can gradually restore his memory, but it'll take quite some time... I don't think he'll be able to continue serving as the school's castle warden anytime soon."

At this moment, after briefly explaining the situation to Madam Pomfrey.

The school doctor and the professors breathed a sigh of relief - Filch's life was safe, which was obviously great news to them.

When Madam Pomfrey asked about the treatment plan, Ryan gave the conclusion very simply.

Filch's soul injury was obviously not as troublesome as that of the Longbottoms - the modification of memory and the intentional confusion only required slow recuperation and the use of soul-brightening potions to promote the soul's self-repair, and it would heal naturally.

But as Ryan said, this will take a long time.

"I suggest sending Mr. Filch to St. Mungo's—the healers there have experience in caring for patients like this, and Headmistress Olivia has made some progress in this area recently..."

Ryan talked freely.

Naturally, the professors had no objections.

But it was during this time that Ryan walked to Dumbledore.

At this moment, Dumbledore was still talking to Harry.

But the old wizard was obviously good at observing people's expressions.

So after seeing Ryan coming over with a serious expression, the old wizard seemed to realize something.

He said goodbye to Harry and walked over to Ryan.

"Ryan?"

He said softly, with some doubt in his words.

"There are some things I think you should know."

Ryan glanced at the old wizard.

He whispered what he had just seen from Filch's memory.

That's right.

Ryan certainly thought clearly.

At the moment, he really couldn't be sure who the person who left the memory was and what his purpose was.

In fact, although he did not see anything suspicious, if that memory was fictional, just like some of the memories of the Bloody Baron, false memories were implanted.

Then the cave might be a conspiracy, with the goal of luring Ryan in.