Chapter 758: Regulus Arcturus Black (Edited)

"It seems that besides us, there are people silently fighting against Voldemort," Fish said. After learning that Voldemort hadn't recovered the Horcrux, Dumbledore felt greatly relieved.

Although he had caused Dumbledore unnecessary suffering, he wasn't worried at all. Instead, he was relieved that the Order of the Phoenix was not alone. It was a pity that R.A.B. had probably died on the island; otherwise, Dumbledore would have been more than willing to welcome him into the Order of the Phoenix.

But soon, Dumbledore had another headache...

"I wonder if this man has destroyed the Horcruxes, and if not, where he might have hidden them."

"You have no idea either?" Professor McGonagall asked.

Dumbledore shook his head, feeling powerless.

"Isn't that Regulus' characteristic signature, nya?"

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Fish scratched his head, confused, and then pulled a silver badge with the Slytherin House logo from his pocket, with the letters "R.A.B." also inscribed on the back.

"Look, Minerva, even the lettering is the same." Fish handed the badge to Professor McGonagall.

"Regulus? Sirius' brother?" Harry asked in surprise.

It was probably because both Mrs. Black and Fish held Regulus in such high regard that when they spoke to Sirius, the other talked a lot about his brother.

Influenced by his godfather and his Death Eater status, Harry had always thought of Regulus as a fool who Voldemort had deceived into joining the Death Eaters and who had later cowered and died for nothing.

Hearing that he had died because he had stolen Voldemort's Horcruxes was a shock for Harry.

"Yes, this seems to be Regulus' signature from before... and his full name is Regulus Arcturus Black, if I remember correctly," Snape said at that moment, as if it were an afterthought.

It couldn't be helped that both Regulus and he were Slytherin students who had joined the Death Eaters together. They had also gotten along well with Lucius Malfoy. The identity of his brother, Sirius, and their similar faces made it difficult for Snape to approach Regulus.

Regulus was probably aware of his brother's enmity with Snape, and he rarely approached him. So, they knew each other but didn't see each other much, and when they did, it was just a nod from Regulus and then they would quickly part ways.

"It seems we need to bring Sirius... for a proper discussion about this," Dumbledore gestured to Fawkes, handing him a rusty griffin figurine. "Go fetch Sirius and tell him to come here using this Portkey."

Since Sirius was still wanted by the Ministry, it was best not to let him use the Floo Network unless absolutely necessary.

Fawkes grabbed the griffin, and with a flash of fire, disappeared.

"That's it, nya!" While the group waited for Sirius' arrival, Fish suddenly remembered his main purpose for being here. "Albus, Fish might have a cure for you! You don't have to die, nya!"

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Professor McGonagall and the others, unaware of Dumbledore's true condition, were taken aback by Fish's words, just like Sirius, who had arrived through the Portkey.

"We'll talk about that later," Dumbledore waved his hand. "We have more important things to do right now..."

He briefly explained the situation to Sirius.

"So, Sirius, have you ever seen a golden locket like this at home?" Dumbledore asked.

"I don't remember..." Sirius shook his head, a complicated expression on his face.

Sirius had mixed feelings upon discovering that his brother, whom he had always considered "shy and foolish," was actually a warrior.

Sirius smiled bitterly as he pushed aside his emotions. "We lost so many things when we were cleaning up the mess at home that I can't remember if there was a locket like this... Wait! Kreacher might know."

He suddenly thought of the house-elf who had been "collecting junk" at home.

"I'll ask Kreacher again later, and I'll take these two things with me." Sirius solemnly put away the fake locket and the parchment, then looked at Dumbledore. "Now tell me, what's this about you dying?"

Professor McGonagall also looked anxious. "It's that curse you have, isn't it? Fish didn't even heal you earlier."

With a hint, she quickly recalled how Fish had been behaving lately, practicing his healing spells, treating Dumbledore much better, and so on.

"Yes, Voldemort's curse was quite a challenge. Neither Fish nor Severus had any luck with it, and according to Severus, I probably have less than a year left to live," Dumbledore responded with a smile, as if he himself wasn't the one dying.

"In reality, you have at most two months left," Snape coldly stated. "The potion you drank today, while not lethal, has accelerated the deterioration of your original wounds."

"What's with those expressions on your faces?" Dumbledore still smiled. "Didn't Fish say he had a solution?"

"Yes! Fish can heal Albus for sure, nya! Fish and Albus both drank Felix Felicis Potion, and it hasn't worn off yet!"

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Fish confidently declared.

Harry opened his mouth, wanting to tell him that Felix Felicis Potion wasn't a cure-all, but fearing he might say something wrong, he remained silent. He still had the effects of the potion on him, and if he was wrong about that, Harry might drown in remorse.

"So, what are you waiting for? Heal Dumbledore," Sirius urged him.

"If you hadn't come so suddenly, Fish would have already started!"

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Fish shrugged and closed his eyes, beginning to mobilize the transformative energy within him.

As more and more points of light appeared and merged with Fish's body, Fish himself radiated with an intense green glow.

The light was bright but not blinding, and it brought a sense of warmth to those present, who even felt lighter under the green light.

When the points of light ceased to appear and all merged into Fish's body, he, who had already glowed and transformed into a small green figure, began to change as well.

Then, the glow dissipated, and Fish completed his transformation.

Everyone, including Dumbledore and the portraits on the wall, stared in astonishment at Fish's new appearance.

"Why are they looking at Fish like that?"

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Fish asked, perceptive to their strange gazes.