Chapter 350 Sirius's Gift

"Kreacher, take out the things I prepared." Sirius said, he snapped his fingers, and then an old house elf appeared beside Sirius's legs.

This elf was far less energetic than Dobby. Vanlin remembered that he lived under the big boiler in the kitchen cabinet.

And the actual situation seemed to be so. Except for a dirty rag around his waist, his whole body was almost naked. The skin seemed to be several times more than his body actually needed. His head was bald, but a lot of white hair grew in his two big bat-like ears. His eyes were bloodshot and gray. His fleshy nose was very big, just like a pig's nose; his voice was hoarse and low like a bullfrog.

Vanlin looked at Kreacher with burning eyes. This was a key figure, even more unremarkable than Dobby, but he knew much more than Dobby.

If nothing unexpected happened, Slytherin's locket would now be safely lying in the Black family house at No. 1 Grimmauld Place, where old Kreacher lived.

It was in the Black family's collection room, lying with those dangerous dark magic items.

This was Regulus Arcturus Black, Sirius's younger brother, who was kind and gentle, and treated the house elves kindly. His behavior was also very different from the image of the "cowardly and evil Death Eater" in Sirius's mouth.

Think about it, who else would stand up alone to resist the Dark Lord who was at the peak of his power at that time, and Regulus also discovered the Dark Lord's biggest secret, which even the Dark Lord's most trusted people could not know.

Even if Dumbledore was forced to go, he would not find what Tom Riddle left behind. If Harry accidentally destroyed one, even so, no matter the number or the clues, it seems very clueless now.

And Fanlin, he only relied on external memories to grasp all the important clues.

And Regulus's intelligence far exceeded everyone's expectations. The only pity is that Regulus's plan did not succeed.

He sacrificed his life in the group of Inferi, and he gave Slytherin's locket to old Kreacher, but Kreacher did not have the strength to destroy the Horcrux.

After many twists and turns, the matter returned to the source, that is, Tom Riddle was strong enough, which caused so many things.

If the magic world is ranked, the first place is nothing more than Tom, and the next is Dumbledore and Grindelwald, the two enemies.

Fan Lin must at least have the strength of Dumbledore to be able to fight Voldemort head-on, which is also a very realistic thing.

What makes Fan Lin feel the worst is that Peter Pettigrew did not escape, so who will help Voldemort to revive? Will Voldemort change his method? Will Voldemort be able to revive without Harry's blood?

If Voldemort does not use Harry's blood to revive, then what about the fragments of Voldemort in Harry's body? In order to kill Voldemort, the soul fragments in Harry's body must die.

Is it really necessary for them to kill Harry with their own hands in the end, destroying him together with his soul, and turning into ashes?

This is a terrible idea. Fanlin must help Voldemort to revive with Harry's blood, but the resurrected Voldemort has become unmatched.

This is a dead end, but Fanlin must move forward.

"Old Kreacher is here, Master Black." Old Kreacher bowed slightly, he had to respect his Master Black.

"Quick, take out the things I prepared." Sirius said.

"Old Kreacher thinks that the mistress will not agree with Master Black to do this. Use the Black family's property to please a few little ghosts, impure wizards, half-bloods and a mudblood." Old Kreacher said, and he glared at Hermione fiercely.

"What crazy are you talking about, you dirty guy, these are all my friends, and Harry, this is my godson, the Black family will be his in the future."

Black kicked Old Kreacher with his foot, he was very dissatisfied with this elf.

This damned elf has been taking care of his mother's portrait for twelve years. That crazy woman, a fanatical defender of pure blood, even burned Sirius Black off the family wall, just when Sirius wanted to get away from this corrupt and dark family of dark magic.

"Sorry, it's been with a madman, which makes its brain a little bit useless." Sirius said, "He is always like this, Hermione, please don't mind."

"I don't mind, but can you please not hit it." Hermione thought it was cruel. She felt that house elves were very pitiful. They couldn't tell good from bad. They only knew to obey. So far, Hermione had only seen it in Dobby.

"He needs some lessons." Sirius said.

"But I think it's enough. They have lost their own thoughts. Let him go." Hermione said.

"Hurry up and take out the things. I am the one who controls the Black family, not the damn portrait hanging on the wall. You can't resist me."

"Oh, yes, old Kreacher never thought of resisting. Old Kreacher was just reminding Master Black."

Kreacher said slowly, and he kept taking things out from behind. The house elf used magic very skillfully.

Fanlin kept looking at Kreacher. He kept thinking about how to make Kreacher hand over Slytherin's locket.

However, Sirius had already started distributing gifts. The first one was an owl, because Black had caused Ron to lose his pet.

This made Ron very happy, which was exactly what he wanted.

And Harry's gift was no different. It was a rocket crossbow, the fastest flying broom in the world at present. If it weren't for Dumbledore's money control, Harry would definitely buy one.

And Harry's reaction was reasonable. He gave Sirius a big hug. He was very happy. This was the best gift in his life except for the album. Harry was very satisfied.

However, there were only two large packages in total. After distributing them to Ron and Harry, Sirius had nothing left in his hand except a thin parchment roll.

"Next, it's our Mr. Van Lin'Er and Miss Hermione Granger." Sirius said.

"Old Kreacher must remind Master Black..."

"Shut up, Kreacher, you should go back now and wipe her portrait for your mistress." (To be continued)