HP Magic Biography

This is... Regulus... Master Regulus' locket... Kreacher said tremblingly, the panic in his eyes seemed to dispel the cloudy mist.

Regulus? Sirius frowned, and he was about to question, but Kreacher's next move broke Sirius' train of thought.

Master Regulus' locket! Kreacher said in horror, his skinny body trembled even more. Fan Lin was afraid that Kreacher would die because of the fright, and the violent chest heaving made people doubt Kreacher for a while. Will the thin body explode in the next second?

Kreacher... Kreacher made a mistake, Kreacher failed to carry out the young master's order!

Then, Kreacher let out a scream that terrified everyone, so loud that it shattered the glasses on the table.

In the next second, Kreacher rushed towards the wall next to him at an extraordinary speed, and Fan Lin who was standing beside him reacted instinctively and rushed over to hold him down.

Kreacher was still resisting, looking as if he had lost his mind, crying and screaming continuously, as if he had made some unforgivable mistake.

Destroying a Horcrux is simply impossible for a house-elf, who can't use anything but their own magic.

Hermione also screamed, she wanted to come and help Fan Lin, but she didn't know what to do.

For a moment there was a mixture of cries and screams, but Sirius' roar was louder than any of them.

Enough, Kreacher, I order you not to move!

Anger echoed in the kitchen. If the house hadn't been enchanted, Fan Lin would not have doubted whether he would summon the Muggle neighbors next to him.

Under Sirius' order, Kreacher immediately stopped struggling, but his tears flowed down his dry cheeks into his mouth, Fan Lin could clearly see Kreacher's black-gray teeth.

Kreacher was very old, to the limit of life as a house-elf, and tormented by the spirits of Mrs. Black and Voldemort.

But Sirius didn't show any mercy, Kreacher's concealment completely angered him, especially on the Horcrux matter.

The headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix actually contained a part of Voldemort's soul.

Tell me everything you know, where did this locket come from, and what does my brother Regulus have to do with it? Sirius snarled. I order you, tell me, tell me about this locket. Tell everything about the locket.

Sirius was very angry. Slytherin's locket, such an important thing, was placed in the treasure house of their family that had not been used for a long time.

Kreacher must know that he has been responsible for cleaning. It can be said that Kreacher knows every corner of the Black family.

It is impossible for this elf not to know what this represents. The house elves of all noble wizard families will remember the family crests of all nobles, whether it is to remind the master or something, this is a necessary skill.

And judging from Kreacher's abnormal behavior, Regulus' death is absolutely inseparable from this matter. This is the Horcrux, Voldemort's most important thing, and now it is destroyed by Fanlin and placed in the kitchen. above the dining table...

Tell me, what did my brother do? Sirius angrily pulled Kreacher up from the ground.

Don't, Sirius, don't... Hermione said tremblingly, Don't hurt...

It seemed to be a little loose, and then Sirius threw Kreacher to the ground. It looked like he was throwing a dirty rag. In the eyes of many nobles, the role of house elves was just to clean up...

Kreacher sat up stiffly, curled up into a ball, and buried his bloody head into his bony knees.

When Kreacher spoke again, his voice was low and hoarse, as if it had been destroyed, but no one interrupted Kreacher, the surrounding was terribly quiet, there was no discussion or doubt,

It was like a cage, and Kreacher was the only one locked up.

That was fifteen years ago, but unlike Master Sirius, who ran away from home, was unruly, and extremely absurd, and made the hostess heartbroken, Master Regulus is very self-respecting, and he knows the surname Black. And what his pure blood means. For many years, Master Regulus often talked about the Dark Lord at home, saying that the Dark Lord would make all wizards no longer have to hide, but stand up and rule Muggles and Muggle offspring. Kreacher sobbed, Master Regulus joined the Dark Lord's organization when he was sixteen...

Being a Death Eater and being proud of it! said Sirius impatiently. Typical Death Eater, that idiot never knew what he was doing.

Master Regulus knows! Kreacher argued hard, as if he had exhausted all his strength to refute his current master who still looked down on him.

Perhaps in Kreacher's heart, Regulus is his real master, the sole heir of the Black family.

It was hard to imagine what exactly Regulus could do to Kreacher, to make a cowardly elf rebel against his current master.

He was so proud, so proud, so happy that he was able to play for...

Get straight to the point, Kreacher, I don't want to hear how my idiot brother feels after becoming a Death Eater! Sirius interrupted mercilessly, with the veins on his forehead popping up one by one, obviously for this Angry for speaking. The last time Sirius looked this angry was when he was facing Peter Pettigrew.

Kreacher looked at Sirius in fear, shaking his head even faster, he said intermittently, One day, one year later, Master Regulus came to visit Kreacher in the kitchen. Master Regulus Always liked Kreacher, he said... he said...

What did he say? Sirius asked immediately, and all eyes were on the aged house-elf.

He said, Master Regulus said, that the Dark Lord needs servants...

Servants? Doesn't he have many servants?

No... I don't know... Kreacher shook his head tremblingly, Master Regulus told me so, he said he needed my help, so...

So, you were chosen, or in other words, Regulus dedicated you to the Dark Lord? Fan Lin said patiently.

Although Kreacher was trembling all over, he straightened up...

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