Arms dealer from Hogwarts

Chapter 156 Tomahawk Steak
Within two days, Sirius sent Kreacher to Jemini's house and told Kreacher that Jemini would be his master from now on.

Kreacher readily accepted this.

Kreacher wouldn't know how happy he would be if he could get rid of Sirius, his old master, let alone his new master, Jemini Foxx, the most beloved wizard among elves.

House elves also have their own social life. With their own magical abilities, no matter how complicated the work is, it doesn't take much time. If the master doesn't need to serve them, they will occasionally go out for a walk.

For example, Dobby, in the original book, he is familiar with the Crouch family. Of course, the old Kreacher will not stay in Black's old house every day. He still has a certain understanding of Jamie.

"It is Kreacher's honor to serve you, my master, my respected Master Fox..."

Kreacher's voice was like a choked bullfrog's, thick and dry, and he bowed to Jemini, his hooked nose touching the ground, looking very humble.

Jemini glanced at Kreacher. The old house elf had a bent back and drooping ears. He seemed to be in a bad mood.

"From today onwards, you will be living at Gray's house. Your main job is to raise horses. You will also take care of the rune horses in the stables, and the thestrals in Welfare Village on the mountain."

"Yes! My master." Kreacher bowed again.

"The elves have their own dormitory, and Dobby will take you there later. In addition, you must maintain hygiene at Gray's house, whether it is the home environment or your own cleanliness, you must do it well, you know?" Jamie said earnestly. road.

"Follow your will." Kreacher bowed again.

"One more thing..." Jemini squeezed his chin and thought for a while: "The locket that Regulus stole from Voldemort's cave...should be with you? I guess you must bring something so important Are you on your body?"

Kreacher was shocked immediately, and looked at Jemini in horror.

"Master Regulus asked Kreacher to destroy it...but Kreacher exhausted all methods and couldn't destroy it..."

With a trembling look, he took out the locket from his arms and held it in his hands. He looked at Jemini anxiously, as if he was afraid that the new owner would take it away.

Jamie reached for the locket, and the weapon shop quickly responded: It cannot be recovered.

Jamie understood immediately.

Just as he thought, the weapon store also has requirements for recycled items.

The most basic requirement - must be able to meet the definition of a weapon.

Neither the diary nor the locket obviously meet this requirement. The diary may barely be regarded as a strategic material, but its value is too low to meet the recycling standards...

Throwing the locket on the ground casually, Jemini stretched out his hand, and Hermes appeared in his hand out of thin air.

"I will give you a chance to fulfill Regulus' last wish."

As Jemini said, he threw Hermes out casually. The silver long sword spun twice in mid-air, and with a snort, it stuck on the floor tile in front of Kreacher.

"This sword has the ability to destroy it. I will help you open the locket and destroy it with your own hands."

Kreacher looked at Jemini in disbelief. He was surprised for a few seconds, then held the hilt of the sword with both hands respectfully, and pulled the sword from the ground.

Jemini nodded slightly, looked at the locket on the ground, and hissed: "Open!"

With a snap, the locket opened, and a raging black mist surged out instantly, and a thin figure appeared in the room.

Kreacher stared blankly at the figure made of black mist, tears streaming down his face.

"Master Regulus?"

"That's Voldemort's soul." Jamie sat on the sofa calmly, "He will become your weakness, bewitch you, and eat your soul."

Kreacher held the long sword tremblingly, trembling all over.

The black shadow Regulus looked at Kreacher kindly: "Kreacher, it's me... Regulus, your master, don't you remember me?"

"Regulus is dead." Jemini's voice sounded behind him: "He has already died in that cave, in order to destroy this thing, he gave his life, he entrusted everything to I gave you—”

"I'm not dead yet, Kreacher. Although I'm weak now, you will save me, right? Come here... come closer to me, let me take a good look at you..."

The voice of Regulus composed of black mist seemed to have a different charm, distant and ethereal.

"Regulus saved you with his own life, Kreacher. He has noble qualities, kindness, love, bravery and fearlessness. Even if he knows he will die, he will never live in this way. Remember his last order , destroy this thing."

Jemini leaned on the sofa indifferently, and said calmly.

Kreacher burst into tears, and raised his long sword high with both hands: "You are not allowed! Defile! Master Regulus! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!!!"

He screamed and rushed to the locket, slashing down with all his strength.

Ping——

A painful scream came from the black mist, and then the black smoke twitched crazily, struggling violently, trying to wrap Kreacher around.

The meridians in the corners of Jemini's eyes bulged, and a tyrannical pressure swept across, and the counterattacking black mist stagnated for a moment, and finally burst with a pop, dissipating completely.

With a plop, Kreacher knelt down on the ground with tears streaming down his face. He lowered his head, held Hermes high with both hands, and returned the long sword to Jemini.

"Good job."

Jemini nodded approvingly, put away the long sword, and then raised his hand, the destroyed locket flew out of nowhere and landed in his hand.

"Return as usual."

With a tap of the wand, Jemini repaired the damaged locket. After repeatedly confirming that the soul inside was destroyed, Jemini casually hung the locket around Kreacher's neck.

"Anyway, it's also a relic of Slytherin. Be careful to take good care of it."

Kreacher suddenly choked up a strange sob and trembled all over. He seemed to feel that it was a bit rude to cry, but he couldn't help it.

Jemini smiled: "This thing itself is yours, it was left to you by Regulus, so you don't have to be grateful to me."

"Kreacher praises you, my loving and generous master—" Kreacher sobbed and stood up.

Jemini waved his hand noncommittally, and Dobby led Kreacher back away.

Then he returned to Hogwarts, all the way to the third floor, at the entrance of the principal's office, and said to the ugly stone beast guarding the entrance of the principal's office: "Tomahawk steak."

Stone Beast: "..."

You are here to find fault!When did the principal's office use steak as a password?

Then he moved rumblingly, and reluctantly moved away, revealing the spiral staircase behind the wall.

"Is my password correct?" Jemini asked curiously.

Stone Beast: "..."

"Right?" Jamie clenched his fist.

The stone beast quickly said, "Yes, yes, yes!"

Jemini nodded in satisfaction, and strode up the spiral staircase.

The stone beast behind him remained silent for a long while, then it rumbled to a nearby armor, roared furiously, and slammed its big claws on the armor.

The armor struggled and stretched out its arm to ask for help, but was slapped down by the paw of the stone beast.

"Right! Right!"

The roar of the stone beast could be heard from afar.

　First update today!
　　
　
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