Chapter 229

"Master Sirius escaped, and it was better to go, because he was a bad boy, and his unruly behavior broke my mistress' heart. But Master Regulus had a sense of pride, and he knew the name Blake and his What it means to be of pure blood. For many years he spoke often of the Dark Lord, the Dark Lord who wanted wizards to go out of hiding and rule over Muggles and offspring of Muggles...Master Regulus was sixteen , joined the Dark Lord's organization, he was so proud, so proud, so happy, to be able to serve..."

"A year later, one day, Master Regulus came to visit Kreacher in the kitchen, and he said..."

The old elf shook faster.

"...he said the Dark Lord wanted a elf."

"The Dark Lord wants an elf?" Hermione asked, looking back at Fleur, who was equally confused.

"Oh yes," said Kreacher bitterly, "Master Regulus contributed to Kreacher. It was an honor, Master Regulus said, for himself and Kreacher. Kreacher must go Do everything the Dark Lord wants him to do...and go back—go home."

Kreacher swayed faster, and his breathing turned to sobbing.

"So Kreacher went to the Dark Lord. The Dark Lord didn't tell Kreacher what to do, but took Kreacher to a cave by the sea. It was a big cave with a big black lake..."

Hermione and Fleur immediately thought of the cave they had been to before, and everything matched up.

"...there is a boat..."

Of course there was a boat, they knew that boat, the spooky green boat, so that's how Voldemort tested the protection of Horcruxes: with the help of an insignificant life, a house-elf...

"There is a stone-stone basin on the island, full of potions. Black-the Dark Lord let Kreacher drink..."

The elf trembled.

"Kreacher drank, and saw a lot of terrifying sights while drinking... Kreacher's internal organs were on fire... Kreacher called Master Regulus to save him, called Mistress, but the Dark Lord just laughed... ...he forced Kreacher to run out of potions...he threw a locket into the empty basin...and filled the basin with potions."

"Then the Dark Lord got on board and left, leaving Kreacher on the island..."

The three of them looked at each other, and the two girls finally understood the effect of the potion. Fortunately, they transformed the Infernal Corpse.

"Kreacher needed water, and he climbed to the edge of the island to drink the water from the Black Lake...Many hands, the hands of dead men, stretched out from the water and dragged Kreacher down..."

"How did you escape?" Hermione asked.

After that experience, she discovered that Muggle weapons were very useful against Inferi, but Kreacher was just a house-elf.

Kreacher raised his ugly head and looked at the three with big bloodshot eyes.

"Master Regulus said he wanted Kreacher to come home," he said.

"I know - but how did you get rid of the Infernal Corpse?" Furong asked again.

"Master Regulus said he wanted Kreacher to go home," Kreacher repeated.

"I know, but—" Fleur had to ask again, and Hermione spoke.

"Oops, obviously he's Apparating! Elf magic is different from wizard's magic, as if they could Apparate or Apparate at Hogwarts, and we couldn't."

There was a moment of silence, and Furong pondered the words. How could Voldemort make such a mistake?

Just as he thought about it, Hermione spoke again, her voice cold.

"Certainly, the Dark Lord is disdainful of house-elves' behavior, like all purebred wizards who treat them like beasts...he would never have thought that an elf might have magic that he didn't have."

"The supreme law of house-elves is the master's order," Kreacher said singing. "The master told Kreacher to go home, and Kreacher went home..."

"So, you did what you were ordered to do, didn't you?" Hermione asked gently. "No disobedience at all?"

Kreacher nodded, shaking faster.

"Then what happened after you came back?" Fleur asked. "What did Regulus say after you told the master?"

"Master Regulus is very worried, very worried," Kreacher hissed. "Regulus told Kreacher to hide and not leave the house." Then...after a while...one night, Regulus Master Luth came to the cupboard and found Kreacher. Master Regulus looked weird, not like normal, Kreacher could see that he was very upset... The young master asked Kreacher to take him to the cave, the same cave where Kreacher and the Dark Lord went...

"He made you drink the potion?" Furong asked in disgust.

Kreacher shook his head, crying bitterly. Hermione covered her mouth: she seemed to have guessed something.

"Master Ray—Master Regulus pulled out a locket from his pocket, the same as the Dark Lord's," Kreacher said, tears streaming down the sides of his long nose. "His name was Kreacher. Hold it, and when the stone basin is dry, replace the locket..."

Kreacher's sobbing became so harsh that the three had to concentrate to understand him.

"He ordered - Kreacher to leave - leave him alone. He called Kreacher - go home - not to say to the mistress - what he did - but must destroy - the first locket. Then He just drank - drank the potion - Kreacher swapped the locket - and watched... Master Regulus... being dragged underwater... and..."

"Oh, Kreacher!" Hermione cried, and she knelt down beside the elf, trying to comfort him. The elf stood up immediately and ducked back with obvious disgust.

"Mudblood touched Kreacher, Kreacher won't allow it, what would the mistress say?"

Then, before anyone could retort, Kreacher got his retribution, his nose lengthened again, and it dropped to his waist, so he immediately shut up and looked at them wincingly.

"So, you brought the locket home," Ye Ting continued to ask, determined to understand the whole story, "Did you try to destroy it?"

"Kreacher couldn't leave a trace on it," said the elf sadly. "Kreacher tried all the ways, all the ways, but none, none of them worked... There's so much magic on the box. , Kreacher believes that it can only be destroyed from the inside, but it can't be opened... Kreacher punishes himself, try again, punish himself, try again. Kreacher failed to carry out the order, Kreacher can't destroy the locket! The mistress is mad with grief, because Master Regulus is missing, Kreacher can't tell her what happened, can't, because Master Regulus forbids—forbids him to say rock—cave things in..."

Kreacher burst into tears, and Hermione looked at Kreacher with tears streaming down her face, but didn't dare to touch him again. Even Fleur, who had no affection for Kreacher, looked a little sad.

Ye Ting stepped forward and hugged Hermione, and hugged her finally to make the girl stop crying.

Chapter 0316 Collections

Finally, at the request of the three, Kreacher told them where to hide the locket.

Next, Ye Ting found Blake again.

"Is there anything you need in the Black family's collection?" After listening to Ye Ting's request, Black simply agreed boldly for a moment, "Come with me, the Black family's 'proud' collection is here. , I've wanted to clean it up for a long time, if you want anything, you can take it."

Black led them to a glass-doored cabinet.

This is one of the places where the Black family's collections have been collected for hundreds of years. It is full of various items. The three are keenly aware that a large part of these collections are magic items.

However, Blake, who is quite disdainful of the family's pure-blood history, doesn't seem to care about the collection, which is piled up in a disorderly manner, which makes it difficult to find the locket - they have to remove them one by one.

The job was more difficult than expected, as many items in the cabinets seemed reluctant to leave the dusty shelves.

Sirius was bitten hard by a silver snuff box, and within seconds, the bitten hand had an unsightly crust, as if wearing a rough brown glove.

"It's all right," he said, looking at the hand with interest, and then gently tapped with his wand, and the skin on the hand returned to normal. "It must be sarcoma powder."

He threw the snuff box aside, and Hermione picked it up with interest. She had never seen sarcoid powder before.

They found a particularly ugly looking piece of silverware, like a pair of tweezers with many legs. As soon as Fleur picked it up, it was crawling up Fleur's arm like a spider, and wanted to pierce her skin.

Ye Ting grabbed it and shot it to death with a book called "Born Noble: The Genealogy of Wizards".

There was also a music box, and as soon as the clockwork was wound, the ominous music of Tintin Dongdong faintly sounded, and then they all found themselves inexplicably weak and lethargic, but fortunately Hermione's mind was still clear, hurry up Close the lid.

There was also a heavy souvenir box that no one could open. A whole bunch of antique stamps. In addition, in a gray box, there was a medal that Ye Ting and Hermione were familiar with. It was a Merlin 1st Class Medal, awarded to Sirius' grandfather for "contribution to the Ministry of Magic". ".

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