The terrain on the beach is suddenly raised, revealing a black section under the erosion of the sea water, forming a straight and drooping cliff.

The waves hit the reefs, stirring up white foam and making a huge roar.

"Bang!"

Three people suddenly appeared on the exposed rock, two big and one small, one trembling, and almost fell.

"Dragging your phantom is like dragging a mountain, Felix." Sirius said breathlessly.

"Please forgive me, maybe there are too many magic objects on me." Felix said unnaturally, there were more than a dozen dementors hidden in his ring. These prisoners were stuffed together in a narrow mezzanine without any magic, so Sirius was equivalent to moving with a group of people.

Only then did they have time to observe the surrounding environment. The black cliff was a sea with waves surging on one side, and the winding mountains on the other side. Felix looked out from a distance and vaguely saw a village halfway up the mountain.

In addition, the surroundings were bare and desolate. Apart from the vast sea and rocks, there was no tree, no grass or beach.

Sirius pointed to a reef in the sea, "The entrance of the cave is directly under the cliff, and now we can't see it. We can phantomize and move to the stone and turn..."

"Let's go."

This time, Felix took them with them, and they quickly jumped to the edge of a long and narrow gap below the cliff, and they walked a few steps forward as the rolled water disappeared beyond their feet.

Soon, the crack turned into a dark secret passage, and the rock walls covered with sticky soil on both sides were two or three feet away from them. From time to time, a shell or something like that could be broken, and the air was filled with a salty and rotten smell.

"This is brought in by the sea at high tide." Sirius said, lifting his glowing wand, kicking a fish blocking their front, and hitting a rock wall blocking the road with the small stones. "I have cleaned it before, but it appeared again a few days later."

Felix looked at the rock wall carefully. In the black and white perspective, powerful magic was superimposed on the dark rock walls, and he smelled the smell of powerful curses.

It can be seen that Voldemort is very good at magic like curses.

"I was blocked here. When I asked Clice, he didn't know that when he and Regulus came, they didn't encounter this wall..." Sirius explained.

"Cliche, I remember you've been here twice?" Felix asked softly, groping for the magic on the rock wall.

"Yes, yes, Mr. Hepp." Kliche said, with a look of fear on his face. "The first time, Master Regulus found Kliche and said that the Dark Lord needed an elf... This is a kind of glory. Master Regulus asked Kliche to complete the tasks assigned by the Dark Lord, and then... go back, go home."

"Kliche came here with the Dark King. He did not encounter the rock wall. He went directly to a black lake with a boat... There was a stone basin on the island, filled with potions, and the Dark King forced Kliche to drink..."

"Clicher remembered many horrible things, memories of being punished, hallucinations of being driven out of the door... The internal organs were like fire...Clicher begged the Dark King, but he just laughed and asked me to drink all the potions..."

Sirius was silent. He had heard this story once and still felt uncomfortable. Felix whispered: "Test, he is testing his own protection."

"Clicher felt like he was going to die. The Dark Lord left Clicher and left alone by boat... But Clicher remembered the orders of the young master, and wanted to go home. Regulus discovered Clicher. He was very worried and hid Clicher and took care of me alone..."

The house elf said thrust and said.

"After a while, Master Regulus came to find Kliche... At night, his attitude was very strange. I knew that he was very confused during that time, and seemed to be worried about something... The master asked Kliche to take him to the cave. At that time, he still didn't encounter this rock wall. We boarded a boat and came to the island in the lake, and then, then..."

Sirius clenched his fists. He knew what happened later. Regulus drank the potion himself and asked Clicher to return home. He was not allowed to come back, nor was he allowed to reveal this secret to the hostess, except for telling him to destroy the locket - that Horcrux.

Regules himself was dragged into the water by the corpse in the black lake...

Felix was also moved by this past event. It was hard to imagine that a pure blood would give up his life for the house elf, but he was contradictory. He once followed Voldemort frantically and sincerely believed that Voldemort could bring a better life to the wizard.

"My brother - Regulus, he was young at the time and believed Voldemort's lies. He was only eighteen years old..." Sirius said in a hoarse voice, "What a fool."

Drops of water fell from the cave entrance, covering Sirius's breathing sound. Felix pretended to be interested in the magic on the rock wall, and watched with concentration, without saying a long time. After a long time—

"Voldemort is quite confident that he did not check when he later added the most external protective measures-"

"No, Mr. Hepp, Master Regulus imitated a locket, a fake one... When he came, when he drank all the potion, he threw it in, and let the potion pass it again..."

"Well," Felix said softly, "this makes sense, he missed a chance to correct his mistakes."

Sirius asked: "How should we pass through this rock wall? I've tried some magic, all of which are invalid, and the closer I get, the more disturbed the casting will be. Look--"

He pointed at the rock wall with his magic wand, and a very thin spell flew out from the tip of the stick. An outline of an arch appeared on the rock wall, emitting dazzling white light, as if there was a strong light behind the crack. But soon, the outline disappeared, and the rock was as hard and thick as before, with nothing on it.

"My opinion is that the rock walls hide vicious thoughts—a rare curse that makes the visitor pay the price and weaken themselves, and Voldemort wants us to cover the walls with magical blood. But," Felix said with a sarcastic expression, contemptuously: "All he did is just useless...we have a better way."

Felix took off the ring and placed it on the conch shell aside, and said gently: "Clicker, are you willing to help us get through?"

Clicher looked at him in surprise, "I, can I? I am just a humble, commanded servant-"

"No, Clicche, in some ways, you're even smarter than Voldemort."

Clicher stared at his eyes, his bat-like ears stirred uneasily, and he didn't even have a decent piece of clothing, but he was told that he was better than the black demon whom countless people feared.

"Will you, Clice? Do your part for Regulus?"

"When, of course! Clicher will!"

Kliche stretched out his hand tremblingly, Felix held it, and then the old, wrinkled house elf looked at Sirius, his eyes full of anticipation, and Sirius also stretched out his hand.
Chapter completed!