"I need some information." Harry said bluntly.
Regulus shook his head, "I'm not sure what sort of information I could possibly have for you. I haven't seen a paper for years, nor heard more than a few bits of conversation from occasional prison inspections from aurors."
Harry shook his head, "Not information like that." After nothing but silence met him as Regulus regarded him suspiciously, he decided to ask straight forward.
"I need information on this." Harry reached into his pocket with his free hand and pulled out the necklace that he and Nicholas had removed from the underground cavern.
Regulus stared at the necklace in Harry's hand, before he spoke stiffly, his expression far more wary now "How did you get that?"
Harry tilted his head, narrowing his eyes slightly, "From an underground cavern in the middle of a lake. You left it there. You are 'RAB,' correct?"
Regulus stared at Harry without response. His grey eyes boring into Harry's. Harry was about to say something when Regulus suddenly darted forward, clearly intending to attack Harry. Regulus made it exactly three steps before he was petrified midstride, an expression of anger on his face.
Harry narrowed his eyes in anger at the assault. Regulus wouldn't have made it past the first step, but Harry's first cast had produced no result. When nothing happened Harry had instantly realized his mistake. There must have been at least a standard magic suppressing ward on the cell.
Probably an extra strong one, given the prison. A problem for most people, and given half an hour, Harry was sure he could have dismantled the ward.
Instead he went for the easy route and simply poured more magic into his subsequent cast, overpowering the strength of the ward. Harry glared at the frozen Regulus in front of him, the only part of Regulus that was able to move was his eyes as he blinked in impotent fury.
"Okay, I wanted to do this the easy way. But you've given me no choice." Harry narrowed his eyes further as he met Regulus eyes. Without a word or a movement he dived into Regulus mind using using a legilimency probe.
Harry found himself in Regulus' mind and he pierced through a set of pitiful occlumency shields. Harry was certain that he likely had better mind protection before he'd ever heard of the wizarding world. And that was with a connection to a psychotic soul piece connected to his mind.
Harry could tell that Regulus was attempting to resist the probe of his mind but Harry barely felt the slightest push back. He had truthfully felt light breezes to be more forceful than any resistance than Regulus was able to muster.
Harry plunged through Regulus mind, nearly unimpeded as he began to search for relevant information. Harry frowned as he delved deeper into Regulus mind.
He searched for a memory of Regulus with the locket. He saw Regulus casting spells at the locket and getting frustrated. Harry could tell that Regulus was clearly trying to destroy the locket.
Harry frowned, as he continued looking through Regulus' memories.
Harry saw Regulus give the locket to Kreacher, with instructions to hide and only to come if he was summoned by Regulus himself, or asked directly by the head of the Black family. Then he told Kreacher that in event of Regulus dying he was to take it to Sirius with a letter.
Harry saw Regulus searching the Black library for ways to destroy the horcrux.
He saw Regulus' trial, where he didn't say anything in his defense, and had shown his dark mark almost defiantly.
Harry felt confusion. If Regulus was trying to destroy the Dark Lord, why would he go to Azkaban as a loyal follower? As if asking the question brought the answer out Harry found the answer and pulled out of Regulus mind sharply.
"You have got to be fucking kidding me." Harry half said, half demanded.
Regulus of course remained absolutely frozen, though there was pure rage in his expression. Harry waved his wand, and with a push of his magic, released Regulus' head from it's frozen state. The rest of his body still remained petrified..
The moment Regulus could speak he snarled at Harry. "So you know the truth. Do your worst. The Dark Lord may have sent you to his dirty work, but you can tell him that his 'lifeline' is out of his grasp."
Harry rubbed the bridge of his nose, barely listening to Regulus diatribe, so his reply just brought confusion to Regulus. "I swear, the stupidity of wizards never ceases to amaze me. You'd think eventually they'd get to the point that they're incapable of shocking me with their sheer idiocy. But every time I think I've gotten to the very rock bottom… wizards pull out some shovels and some blasting curses and begin to dig." Harry sighed, "Well, they're consistent if nothing else." Regulus frowned at Harry's description, the confusion was still on his face, though he attempted to keep his pride, as he replied. "You can kill me, but its not going to get your master his soul piece back."
Harry rolled his eyes. "Okay. Let's get a few things straight. First of all, I don't serve Voldemort. I intend to see him destroyed. That's why I'm here."
"How can I trust you?" Regulus demanded.
Harry visibly sighed, "And there's that wizarding stupidity again." He ran a hand over his face. "Let's review shall we? You're frozen and helpless. I can get any information I wanted at any point from your mind. Oh… and I haven't killed you."
Regulus couldn't say anything in reply to that statement.
"So in the interests of curing your particular case of wizard stupidity. Why don't we start with why you're here?" Harry half stated, half asked.
Regulus tilted his head, "You saw my memories. I know there was nothing I could do to stop you. What more do you want me to say?"
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