The Locket

"Come on, Kreacher, let's go outside and wait for Headmaster Dumbledore." Oren pulled the sobbing Kreacher to the outside of the Burrow.

A flash of light, and an old man in pajamas, with a crooked nose and Fawkes's hand to his ear, appeared in front of Oren. The light from the Burrow not far away shone on Fawkes's the Burrow face.

"Principal, when did your efficiency become so high?"

Old Deng with the crooked nose asked impatiently, "Where is that Horcrux you mentioned?"

Oren handed over the locket and said, "Kreacher will explain things to Headmaster Dumbledore. Oh, and one more thing: keep a close eye on the Headmaster and make sure he doesn't break our locket."

Kreacher's eyes sharpened. "Yes, Master Oren."

Dumbledore...

"This is Slytherin's Locket," Dumbledore said solemnly. "It's also a Horcrux. It seems Tom's Horcrux weren't left undiscovered."

"Alright, alright," Oren interrupted. "Mrs. Molly didn't cook your meal today. Take Kreacher back to Hogwarts. You two can take your time to figure it out."

Dumbledore...

After watching Old Deng leave through the portal, Oren clapped his hands and returned to the dining table.

Mrs. Molly: "Where's House-elf Kreacher? I also saw a white figure through the window. Was it Headmaster Dumbledore?"

Oren: "I sent him to Hogwarts. Headmaster Dumbledore didn't come; he's a white-haired yeti."

"I see," Ron nodded.

George and Fred shouted, "Where did this yeti come from?!"

"Ignore them, Ron. They'll just yell at you and tease you," Oren said, handing over a handful of sunflower seeds. "Unlike me, I'll just give you sunflower seeds."

Ron took the sunflower seeds with a puzzled look; he felt that these seeds might have some other meaning.

The next morning~

"Your Highness! Your Highness! Wake up! We've arrived at Xuanwu Gate! Your second brother has been waiting here for a long time!"

Oren, with a sudden, startled awake from his deathbed, exclaimed, "Holy crap!"

Ron asked groggily, "What's wrong with you?"

"I had a nightmare, and who was this guy knocking on the door so early in the morning?"

Oren stuck his head out of the window and saw Dumbledore knocking on the door, Sirius Black, an anxious Harry, and a dejected Kreacher.

"Did you guys come here so early in the morning to freeload?"

The crowd at the door...

Sirius Black shouted, "Oren, come down quickly! We've come to find you!"

A cave by the sea.

Oren kicked a rock into the sea and said, "Did you call me out for a picnic this early in the morning? I must say, your taste is really terrible; all you see here are rocks and seawater."

Dumbledore: "We're looking for what Little Tom hid here, and also for Regulus's remains."

Sirius Black's expression was incredibly complicated. "I will find him."

The group entered the dark cave.

Harry, "Lumos!"

The faint light from the tip of his wand couldn't illuminate the entire cave at all.

Oren took out an alchemical flashlight, and instantly the entire cave was as bright as day.

"What are you all looking at? Haven't you ever seen a powerful flashlight before?"

I've never seen Dumbledore, Sirius Black, Kreacher...

"Let's go!" Oren urged. "If we hurry, we might still make breakfast in time for Mrs. Molly."

"I should have worn boots," Harry said, shaking his seawater-soaked shoes.

"I have boots here," Oren said, setting up a small stall. "What size boots do you need?"

Everyone...

Dumbledore touched the rock wall and said disappointedly, "This is too rudimentary. Blood is all it takes to break this spell."

Oren looked at Sirius Black, "Stop spacing out and go bleed him out!"

"I have a dinner knife, a kitchen knife, and a fruit knife here Sirius Black, which one do you prefer for bloodletting?"

Sirius Black grabbed a knife and started bleeding against the rock wall.

The spell was broken, Kreacher pointed ahead and shouted, "That's it!"

Oren, "I didn't expect there to be a large lake in this underground cave. I just don't know if it's freshwater or seawater."

A small boat was pulled out of the lake by iron chains.

Sirius Black: "We want to take this little boat to the middle of the lake? It can only hold two people at most."

Harry, "It looks too small; I don't know if it can support the weight of two people."

Dumbledore shook his head and said, "Tom doesn't consider weight, he only considers magic. Harry, your magic is too weak to be counted. If we don't count Kreacher, we'll need to take three trips to get across."

"Three times?" Harry looked at Oren in confusion. "Shouldn't it be twice?"

Oren rolled his eyes at him and said, "Harry, what level are you in? You think you can reach my level of magic? I'm at least 0.5 Dumbledore now."

Dumbledore coughed.

Harry: "Headmaster, what's wrong?"

"It's okay, I just choked."

"Headmaster Dumbledore, let's hurry over there!" Sirius Black said anxiously.

"I have a brilliant idea," Dumbledore, glancing at Oren before waving his wand. "Tom would never guess."

A portal appeared before them.

Oren...

"That's it? Principal, I thought you were going to pull off some amazing feat."

The group arrived at the island in the middle of the lake, where a stone basin containing the green liquid stood.

Dumbledore and Sirius Black began examining the stone basin, while Harry pulled Oren aside and pointed to the lake.

"I think I just saw a corpse."

"Harry, stay calm. It's just a corpse. It's not like it's going to get up and bite you."

"Oren is... a place where the You-Know-Who might be hiding things. It's quite possible."

"It's okay, Harry. Ever played a zombie shooting game? You take the AK and I'll take the rifle, we'll just fight our way out and be done with it."

"Alright, alright, Harry, I'm not kidding you anymore. Headmaster Dumbledore's here. What zombies? It's just a matter of setting a fire."

"This Potions should cause pain, but not death," Dumbledore stroked his beard and analyzed. "My conclusion is that someone has to drink this liquid."

Sirius Black is coming.

"No!" Harry exclaimed anxiously.

Sirius Black crouched down and said, "Harry, Kreacher is telling the truth. I have to bring Regulus back."

Dumbledore: "Oren, you help Sirius Black, and make sure he doesn't touch the lake."

Sirius Black Oren?

With a "creak," Oren pried a stone off with his bare hands.

Sirius Black!!!

"Cheers to the first one!" Oren pressed Sirius Black down a glass of potion. "If you finish this one, there are three more to come."

After swallowing a cup of the potion, Sirius Black put on a mask of pain and struggled incessantly, but his struggles were futile under Oren's violent suppression.

"Again!!"

Oren poured him two more glasses.

"Stop! I'm sure it's not going to work."

"No! You can do it, this is the last cup." Oren poured him another cup of the potion (without mercy).

"Water! Water!"

Harry held a glass of water, Aguamenti, to Sirius Black's lips, but the water vanished instantly.

Oren: "I have a bottle of 96-degree water of life here, do you want some?"

Sirius Black took it and gulped down half the bottle, then he felt even worse.