All things are three at Hogwarts

"It's really disgusting. Who are you showing me like this? Stop crying. Alan has something else to ask you." Sirius muttered impatiently, his tone full of disgust.

Kreacher choked and let out a loud burp.

"Sirius, before you continue to ask Kreacher, you can't tell anything about what you saw and heard this time. Whether it's the Order of the Phoenix or Dumbledore or anyone else... you can't tell..." Allen narrowed his eyes and looked at it. The middle-aged wizard glanced at him and said, "Don't get me wrong. Your brother must have his own reasons for telling Kreacher this way, so that he doesn't want too many people to know. I trust you, but I don't trust your mouth, Gryffindor." I don't think anyone except Hermione can keep a secret..."

"Tsk...you are the ones who are too troublesome..." Sirius retorted impatiently, and then looked at Allen suspiciously, but eager to get the news about Regulus, Sirius still agreed, "Okay, what happened today I will not divulge anything we talk about."

Allen skillfully took out a piece of parchment from his pocket, let it float in the air, and then started writing in Latin on it with his ignited fingers. He quickly finished writing the contract with ease, and then wrote the contract Passed it to Sirius.

"Come again? Do you need to go to such trouble?!" Sirius took the contract in his hand with some annoyance under Allen's insistent gaze, but under his vigilance, he calmed down and scanned it to confirm the contents of the contract. Then he signed his name.

Allen then signed his full name, and the validity of the contract once again bound the two of them at this moment. Although this time the agreement was only unilaterally aimed at Sirius and asked him to keep it secret.

After doing all this, Allen continued to ask Kreacher: "Kreacher, which of you drank the potion later?"

"It's Master Regulus." Kreacher beat his head hard with his fist and cried bitterly. "Kreacher is willing to drink the potion for Master Regulus. Kreacher knows how painful it will be, but The young master ordered Kreacher to hold a fake locket and wait for the stone basin to dry before changing the locket..."

Kreacher's sobs became thick and harsh, "Kreacher must accept the order and leave him alone and go home... He is not allowed to tell his family what he did... But he must destroy the locket that the Dark Lord put in... Kreacher I watched helplessly as Master Regulus drank up the potion...and was dragged underwater..."

A long wailing sound suddenly sounded in the room. Sirius stood up, crying to the sky in unbearable grief, and overturned the table angrily. The decorations on the table were scattered all over the floor. In the mess, Sirius's face was pale, the corners of his mouth were twitching, his body was shaking violently, his vision was blurry, and his hands were tightly grasping the clothes on his chest, which was heartbreaking.

After the secret that had been hidden for many years was revealed, Kreacher's body shook violently, and tears flowed down his long nose. The tears mixed with snot and smeared his face with its movements.

Regulus and Sirius clenched his fists together so hard that there were fingernail marks on his palms. He caught a glimpse of Kreacher, who was kneeling on the ground crying because of too much grief. He was filled with grief and anger. The burned-out Sirius found an outlet like a maniac and scolded him with disgust: "Kreacher, what do you do! You just watch your master Regulus die like this?! Why didn't you stop him? ? You would rather punish yourself than scold me, but why didn’t you stop him? How could you just watch him die!"

Sirius, who became more and more angry as he thought about it, walked up and kicked Kreacher down, but Kreacher showed no intention of resisting. He knelt on the ground and wailed, muttering that it was all his fault.

But Sirius was even more annoyed. He pulled out his wand and pointed it at Kreacher, but a hand directly pressed down on Sirius' arm, stopping Sirius's movements. Sirius wanted to break free from the arm, but was surprised. The experience of the former Black house elf, being held in a tight grip that he could not escape from.

"House elves are a race conquered by wizards in ancient wars. Every elf must be trained as a female slave as soon as they are born, and must serve their masters from generation to generation. They are responsible for all household chores and are bound by their masters. You cannot disobey your master's orders casually. If you disobey, you must punish yourself. For them, their highest right is to obey their master's orders. The highest law for house elves is the master's orders..." Allen held it and let go He took Sirius' hand, which had stopped struggling.

"For Regulus, who he truly regards as his master, the order is not as easy as disobeying your order, Sirius." Hermione is committed to improving the living conditions of the house elves, and has done a good job for them. Through extensive research, although the only cases she can currently have close contact with are her Dobby, Penelope's Winky and the Allen family's Maggie, the house elves recruited by Umbrella who have lost their masters will also be in Hogwarts with them. Like the house elves in the kitchen, Hermione would try to hide when they saw her because she was always trying to give them wages and days off.

"The mysterious man tried to kill him. My brother sacrificed his life to defeat the mysterious man! But this ugly thing still tried to sell my information to the mysterious man! It happily took advantage of my order to get out. He misinterpreted its meaning and revealed the information about my close relationship with Harry to my cousins!" Sirius was still very angry, "The battle at the Ministry of Magic in your fifth year was still caused by him lying to Harry."

"Sirius, that's not what Kreacher means," Hermione said, wiping her eyes with the back of her hand. "He's a maid; house elves are used to being treated badly, even cruelly." ;What the mysterious man did to Kreacher was no worse than how they would normally be treated in a traditional family like yours. What did the Wizarding War mean to an elf like Kreacher? He was loyal to those who treated him well. People, Lady Walburga Black was like this, Regulus must be like this, so he served them gladly and blindly followed their beliefs, I know what you want to say..."

Sirius tried to protest, but Hermione kept on saying, "Regulus had a change of heart... but it doesn't look like he told Kreacher that, does it? I think I know why, if Kreacher and Regulus If Si's family maintains the ancient pure bloodline, then they will be the safest. Regulus is just trying to protect the people in the family. For Kreacher, Sirius, you are a more terrifying existence than the mysterious man. In his mind, you continue to betray this family. This is completely different from Regulus in his eyes. You don’t have to try to defend yourself. You know it is true. For Kreacher, who has served the Black family for most of his life Come on, he has been alone for a long time when you come back, and he definitely wants some love. I am sure that Miss Sissy and Miss Bella will treat Kreacher much kindly, so he is willing to do things for them, tell Everything they wanted to know, and I've always said wizards will pay for the way they treat house elves, and of course You-Know-Who does...and so do you, Sirius."

"Sirius, you never regard house elves as beings with the same keen emotions as humans." Allen patted the excited Hermione on the back, "This is the cause and effect, you have seen my Maggie Well, her loyalty to me made me feel like entrusting my life to her. And even if you don't mention her, maybe you should take a look at Hermione's efforts in the past few years and the state of the house elves she protected. Well, look at Dobby, even Winky at Penello’s house is far better mentally than she was at Crouch’s house.”

Sirius's arms hung down, and he fell back on the sofa weakly. After calming down, he murmured sadly: "Regulus, you cowardly and incompetent coward, why don't you tell me if you are trying to be a hero... …You fool, you don’t even have a decent helper by your side…You are the bravest person in the Black family…I am just a stupid brother…”

There had been no news about his younger brother for so many years, and he had already assumed that he had been killed at some point. However, Sirius never expected that Regulus would die in such a way, which overturned his previous impression of this younger brother. Inherent stereotypes.

"Regulus was too young at the time, and the cruel world of Death Eaters in reality was completely different from the glory of the pure-blood family he originally imagined, but what really changed him was the moment when the mysterious man tried to kill Kreacher. "Hermione looked at the house elf who was in self-blame with sympathy, flipped up her disheveled hair and looked at Allen, "This is exactly where we need to make some changes in this world."

"You, the Black family, have an obsession. Bellatrix used it to gain strength and follow the mysterious man; Nymphadora, like her mother Andromeda, used it to follow love and marry the werewolf Lupine and Muggle-born respectively. The wizard Ted Tonks, even if he was expelled from your Black family because of it; Draco's mother Narcissa used it to protect her family; Sirius, you used it to prove that you can pursue the freedom you want, but when you all left Later, Regulus used this persistence to protect your entire family." Allen sighed and praised, "Unlike you, he is very proud of the Black family's collection of books. Your family's collection of books contains knowledge about Horcruxes. Horcruxes are not magic invented by You-Know-Who, but no one has done as much as he did. You-Know-Who is too arrogant, but he is actually a half-blood wizard who grew up in a Muggle orphanage without any family support. I admire his efforts in this regard for his amazing talent and beauty, but it is also true that he blindly believes that no one in modern times will understand this kind of profound magic, and Regulus He became suspicious of the mysterious man who was so sure that he would not die. He had heard of this kind of magic before, and after verification, he guessed it right."

Kreacher was crying so much that he couldn't even make a sound. He just lay on the ground as if he was having a convulsion. Seeing the grief-stricken Sirius and Kreacher lying on the ground crying, Allen stood up: " Now, although we cannot clear Mr. Regulus Black's name due to the special circumstances, it is time to retrieve the hero's body, and we cannot let him just soak in that cold lake."