HP Magic Biography

Mudblood...

As I said, you are not allowed to use insulting words to them. Sirius sat down a little weakly, he raised his hand, trying to grab the locket in his hand, but the next second, he hands down.

He glanced at Kreacher, the disgusted expression on the house-elf's face hadn't faded, which made Sirius' anger rise again.

You actually... you let Regulus die there! Sirius' angry voice immediately echoed throughout the kitchen.

No, Sirius, don't... But before Hermione finished speaking, Kreacher's body had already reacted.

In the next second, Kreacher's body appeared next to the wall, and his huge head slammed into the wall beside him. He exhausted all his strength, and even before everyone could react, green blood splashed on the wall. .

No, Kreacher...no...don't hurt yourself! Hermione screamed, trying to pull Kreacher back.

But the house-elf was surprisingly strong, and Hermione couldn't control it at all.

It's not Kreacher's fault, he's just a house-elf, they can only obey... Hermione screamed, and Kreacher's green blood even splashed on the back of Hermione's hand.

But Sirius didn't stop, Kreacher's mistakes were more unforgivable in his eyes than Kreacher's.

Fan Lin had no choice but to immobilize Kreacher with a fixing spell. If Fan Lin didn't do this, he can guarantee that Kreacher would definitely be killed here today.

This is something no one wants to see.

you should not……

You shouldn't. Kreacher is just a slave. All they can do is do what their master tells them to do. Hermione screamed, tears streaming down her face.

After a long silence, Hermione gradually calmed down.

Anyway, Sirius, you have to be nice to Kreacher.

He looked at my brother...

That's your brother's choice, it doesn't matter about Kreacher, and, as I said, Kreacher can't disobey the master's order, if no one dies there, there will be no Black family, your brother is protecting you He will definitely die there, a house-elf would never have the courage to touch Voldemort's things. Fan Lin said, What you should do is to choose to respect, rather than vent your anger on a house-elf here.

I know, but... Sirius sat down in silence, although there was still hatred in his eyes when he looked at Kreacher, but it was more aimed at the culprit who asked for his brother's name.

Regulus went with the determination to die.

Voldemort let him keep the Horcrux, and even offered Kreacher, Regulus could not have known what it meant to go where.

Both of them can come out at the same time, but, after what?

There is no Harry Potter, and there is no hope of defeating Voldemort. This is definitely the most helpless and only choice Regulus can make.

Sirius wasn't talking, just buried his head in his hands, which, it must be admitted, completely changed Sirius' view of Regulus, the boy who would always play behind his ass as a child.

This was hard for Sirius to accept, just like when he knew Peter Pediru's betrayal at the time.

So, Kreacher, when Regulus was dragged into the lake by those corpses...you brought this locket back and tried to destroy it, didn't you? Fan Lin asked hesitantly .

Yes, but Kreacher couldn't leave a trace on it. The house elf said sadly, he wanted to continue to punish himself, but he couldn't move, Fan Lin's spell was firmly imprisoning him, Kreacher Che tried everything, everything, but none of them... none of them worked. There was so much powerful magic on the box, Kreacher couldn't hurt it... Kreacher couldn't carry out the order, Kreacher couldn't destroy the pendant box! And in the eyes of the hostess,

The disappearance of Master Regulus made the hostess go crazy with grief. Kreacher knew everything, but he couldn't tell her what happened, because Master Regulus forbade and forbade Kreacher to tell the hostess that there was nothing in the cave. about...

Fan Lin sighed heavily. For Kreacher, Fan Lin felt more pity. No matter whether Kreacher was crazy or what, it was not Kreacher's problem.

Actually, I just destroyed it. Fan Lin shook the locket in his hand, The thing Regulus has always wanted to destroy, your mission is over, Kreacher...

What? Kreacher's eyes widened, and an unbelievable light burst out in his eyes.

You, destroyed it? Kreacher asked again.

Yes, just when you passed out. Fan Lin said, So, don't hurt yourself anymore, your mission is over, Kreacher. Promise me, after I dispel the magic, don't continue to punish yourself ,This is an order.

Fan Lin hesitated for a moment, but finally released the control on Kreacher.

The house elf looked at Fan Lin with incredulous eyes, but his immediate actions made Fan Lin feel...

Kreacher was bowing to them, unlike being forced by Sirius, Fan Lin could feel the change in Kreacher.

Relieved?

This may be the truest portrayal of Kreacher. You know, a house elf who has been indoctrinated with the theory of pure blood all his life would actually thank a wizard from the Muggle world from the bottom of his heart?

Putting this on Kreacher before, it was definitely something more terrifying than death.

Fan Lin raised his eyebrows, and he couldn't tell whether it was emotion or what kind of emotion, but what can be confirmed is that this house elf definitely respects it from the heart.

It was as if the respect for Regulus had been transferred.

This can be regarded as a relief.

Suddenly, Fan Lin somewhat understood why Hermione must liberate the house elves.

They are also lives, with their own emotions, no matter how twisted their thoughts are, even a diehard like Kreacher will change.

Although it is more difficult, this is not an impossible path, but the domesticated obedience of the house elves is causing trouble.

If not, Regulus might not have to die at all, and it would be a good idea for Kreacher to bring Regulus out and take him somewhere else, perhaps to find Dumbledore.

But adhering to the pride of pure-blooded nobles, Regulus still did not choose this way, but it must be admitted that they received a lot of help, and this help came from Regulus, a Death Eater.

Thank you, Master El, you...you helped Master Regulus and Kreacher! Kreacher bowed deeply again. Green blood flowed down his forehead and dripped on the floor, splashing a bloody flower...

Oh, Kreacher... Hermione hesitated, wanting to hug Kreacher, but this time Hermione succeeded, Kreacher didn't dodge, just trembled, and then let Hermione's hand rest on him body.

So, you freed Kreacher, this is not your responsibility, but now, these are not important...

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