Sirius had a conflicted expression on his face for the entire afternoon, especially when Kyle was flipping through the books on the dark arts.

These books have been collected by the Black family for hundreds of years, and many of them are banned by the Ministry of Magic.

How should I put it? Even just taking a look at the cover of these books is enough to get you thrown into Azkaban for two days.

Sirius never found the time to deal with all of them, but he didn't expect Kyle to take them all away.

Before Kyle stepped out of the door, he hesitated countless times whether to take the books back.

Sirius did not doubt whether Kyle could make a Horcrux, because a few years ago, Kyle had made a similar request and took the book "Advanced Dark Magic Revealed" from here.

To be honest, he would find it strange if Kyle couldn't make a Horcrux, but he was also afraid that Kyle really made a Horcrux.

Before this, Sirius always thought that Kyle was joking when he said he wanted to make a Horcrux. After all, Dumbledore was still alive when he first came to find "Advanced Dark Magic Revealed".

But now it seems that this is not a joke.

But for some reason, whenever the words came to his lips, Sirius couldn't say them.

Maybe... Kyle was just kidding.

He comforted himself in this way.

"Hey, Kyle." Fred turned over and jumped down the stairs as he passed through the hallway.

"We've been looking for you. Where did you and Sirius go?"

"The Black family's private library." Kyle showed the book in his hand.

"You are worthy of being a professor at Hogwarts. You still insist on reading even during the holidays." George said in a long tone, "Are you really not Percy pretending to be you using Polyjuice Potion?"

"I don't think Percy would read this kind of book." Kyle picked up the top book and shook it at them.

The title of the book was written in exaggerated cursive on the cover.

"Putting Souls into the Crucible"

The cover was very old, but the dark red cursive characters had not faded at all, and there was not a speck of dust. It seemed as if something was constantly moving over each word, strangely attracting everyone's attention.

George was closest to it, and when he saw the book, he suddenly felt a little cold and shivered subconsciously.

It was summer, but he actually felt cold...

"What is this!"

"Banned books, I guess," said Harry.

At this time, he seemed to no longer be bothered by Snape's matter, and walked downstairs with the two of them.

It seemed like he had hit his leg, and he was limping when he walked.

"I've seen this kind of special book in the restricted section of the school library before." Harry said seriously, "In addition to the covers that move, there are also some that are entangled with chains, which look very dangerous at first glance.

"Some books even make a piercing scream like a mandrake when they are opened."

"But this isn't the restricted section of the library," Fred muttered, looking up at Kyle.

"Ah, I wanted to try to make a Horcrux, so I looked up some reference books."

"What?"

"You want to make a Horcrux?"

"You want to make a Horcrux!"

Like Sirius, everyone in the room looked shocked and unbelievable when they heard Kyle say this.

But the difference was that after the shock, Harry's face showed panic and fear, while Fred and George were excited and thrilled.

"We're here to help, too!"

"Please, please tell us when you start!"

Like two shooting stars, the two men came to Kyle in the blink of an eye, and even their conversation became much more polite.

"Well... let's talk about it later." Kyle waved his hand vaguely, "Didn't you just say you've been looking for me for the whole afternoon? What's the hurry?"

"Nothing, that's not important." George still stared at Kyle, his eyes not moving at all.

"This is not a good thing." Kyle subconsciously took a small step back.

"So what? We're still doing good things." The two men stepped forward and dragged Kyle out of the house.

It was not until the door opened and then closed that Harry suddenly came back to his senses from the shock and instinctively wanted to chase after him.

"Wait..." Sirius held out his hand to stop him.

"Horcrux...Sirius..." Harry said anxiously, "Dumbledore said that it is the most terrible dark magic. We can't let Kyle..."

"Don't worry, Harry...don't worry, Kyle is not like Voldemort," said Sirius, holding his arm tightly with one hand.

After hearing what Sirius said, Harry gradually calmed down and turned to look at him.

"Do you know anything?"

"Oh, I remember, you guys have been together all this time."

"He never told me anything." Sirius shrugged. "In fact, ever since I took him to the basement, I've been feeling exactly the same as you just now."

"Then why did you stop me just now..."

"Because Fred and George." Sirius said softly, "If you remember what they said just now, you will find that they never doubted Kyle from beginning to end, and from the beginning they did not think that his purpose in making the Horcruxes was the same as Voldemort's."

Harry blinked and briefly recalled Fred and George's reactions just now.

Indeed, they were not panicked but excited, and seemed to think that making Horcruxes was a very interesting thing rather than studying some terrible black magic.

"That reminds me of Remus."

Sirius suddenly laughed, "Everyone has an instinctive fear and caution towards werewolves, but when we first saw Remus' werewolf appearance, no one backed off.

"I didn't, and neither did your father. Even your mother didn't know about it. She even started teaching herself Wolfsbane Potion the next day and complained that Remus didn't tell her earlier."

Harry nodded, not quite understanding. "You mean, we should trust Kyle like Fred and George?"

"That's about right." Sirius waved his hand and poured himself a glass of whiskey.

"What I really mean is that we know Remus well enough to know that he wouldn't hurt us even if he were a werewolf.

"Just like the Weasley brothers knew Kyle and knew he would never be the next Voldemort."

"Of course, your understanding is correct." He sat in the chair, raised his head and took a sip of whiskey, muttering to himself, "I should be ashamed of my doubts."

Harry felt a little ashamed too.

He couldn't help but wonder in his heart, if Kyle was replaced by Hermione or Ron, would he still be as nervous and scared as before?

Then Harry discovered, to his surprise, that the answer was no.

After all they had been through together, he trusted Hermione and Ron almost as much as he trusted himself.

He believed that Hermione would not do this, and he also believed that Ron could not make a Horcrux.

After all, reading banned books also requires a certain amount of knowledge, and the requirements are higher than for ordinary books. For example, Hermione was the only one who could understand the "Powerful Potion" that was secretly obtained from the school's banned book area.

He and Ron followed suit but couldn't handle the materials properly.

And the forbidden book that records the Horcruxes must be even more profound.

To be honest, although he understood the reasoning, when he thought of the memories that Dumbledore had shown him before, he still couldn't convince himself as quickly as Sirius.

He could only try not to think about it.

Sirius also saw his current situation and took the initiative to say, "I remember that Snape, the snotty guy, sent me a photo album. Have you seen it yet?"

"Not yet." Harry came back to his senses and pulled out a well-preserved photo album from his pocket.

The album wasn't very thick, only about an inch, and the cover was green, a color very similar to his eyes.

Oh! Harry frowned, why did he suddenly think of this.

"You didn't see it?" Sirius was a little surprised. "You should know that there might be a photo of your mother in it."

"I... know." Harry looked a little strange.

Snape sent a photo of her mother...and something seemed off.

"I'm worried that he has some other purpose." Harry whispered, "Or he added some strange potion to the album. When I was in school, Snape said more than once that he wanted to pour some truth serum into my pumpkin juice."

"Don't worry, Dumbledore won't agree." Sirius sneered, "But I think you don't need to worry about this now.

"Although I don't like that snotty guy, I think what he said is true, and there is no need to tamper with the photo album."

"Open it, it's okay."

With Sirius's encouragement, Harry took a deep breath and carefully opened the photo album in his hand.

Nothing happened.

Harry saw a very young witch, probably in the first year, with red hair flowing in the wind and a pair of beautiful green eyes.

"This is what your mother looked like when she was a child." Sirius said on the side, "But she seemed to hate James at that time."

Harry's mouth curled up unconsciously...

…

At the same time, after Kyle was dragged out of number 12 Grimmauld Place by Fred and George, he was taken back to the attic of his house in St. Catchpole Village.

This is kind of their secret base...specializing in researching some less formal gadgets.

Including when Kyle was researching Horcruxes these days, it was also done here.

"Just take us with you, Kyle..."

"We will keep it a secret..."

The attic door was pushed open, and Fred and George walked in at the same time, but when they turned around, they were stunned again.

There was another person in the attic who looked exactly like them.

It was missing an ear and looked exactly like Fred, but it also had some subtle features of George, as if it was a combination of the two of them.

But this person was already dead, lying motionless on the ground.

"Funny, funny!"

When the two were stunned, Kyle's voice came from behind.

"Fred", or possibly "George" on the ground, suddenly swelled up and turned into a goblin wearing a wig.

"Boggart, I found it in the cabinet in the attic." Kyle came in and put the Boggart into a bottle with his wand and shook it.

The goblin turned into a mass of something indescribable, like a memory with ugly colors.

"What did we just see?"

"Nature is what you fear most, and you're both afraid of the other getting killed," Kyle said.

"Is that so?" George pursed his lips. "But I didn't seem to be very scared just now."

"That's right." Fred also nodded, "I was more surprised."

"That's because you all looked up at the same time." Kyle explained, "The Boggart didn't know which one to take as the main one, so it combined the things you were afraid of.

"So you all saw your own characteristics in it, and the fear you felt turned into surprise."

"Well, you're right." George nodded pretentiously.

Kyle ignored him and continued to stare at the Boggart in the bottle.

The two of them came up again.

"Kyle, just lead us to make the Horcruxes, and we promise not to say anything."

"Yes, we swear on Cedric's character."

"His good reputation has been used up long ago!" Kyle said without turning his head.

Although Horcruxes are a form of dark magic, they are also considered a form of alchemy... well, an unrecognized alchemy.

After all, Nicolas Flamel had eliminated Horcruxes from alchemy a long time ago, and no one has objected to it until now.

But even so, it doesn't change the fact that it is alchemical in nature, so it's no surprise that Fred and George are interested in it.

"It's not that I don't want to take you with me, and I'm not afraid of what you say." Kyle turned his head, "But I have been studying Horcruxes since the second grade. Although I have been doing it on and off, I have never stopped. Are you sure you want to learn?"

Fred and George fell silent.

"Horcrux...are they so complicated?" Fred muttered softly.

"What do you think?" Kyle said unhappily, "Do you think this is sharing a cake? Just cut it with a knife and then put it on another plate?"

"I..." George wanted to say something, but couldn't.

Because they really thought so. Although it was not so simple and crude, they never thought it would take too long.

"But I heard you say that Voldemort learned it very quickly when he was a child."

"It's different." Kyle said, "His goal is his own soul. As long as he follows the correct steps, it will be fast, but I made a small improvement to the Horcrux."

"What improvements?"

Kyle didn't explain, but opened the bottle in his hand.

The Boggart came out, looked at Kyle, and then naturally transformed into a Dementor.

"Avada Kedavra!" A blue light shot out from Kyle's wand.

Fred and George rubbed their eyes at the same time, thinking they were dazzled.

Wait... the killing curse, blue?

Did they mishear the spell? But that's not all, there are more surprises.

That 'Dementor', after being hit by the Killing Curse, strangely split into two, not separated from the middle, but became two smaller, but exactly the same 'Dementors'.

Kyle tried to move one of them, but as soon as he moved his wand, the Dementors exploded, and both of them exploded, transforming back into Boggarts like deflated balls.

"As you can see, I'm going to help others make Horcruxes," Kyle said.

…

(End of this chapter)