All things are three at Hogwarts

Sirius finally stopped ravaging Regulus's remaining poor black hair. Due to the many immune properties of the undead, he had to pull out his wand and turn it into a whip, trapping Regulus. Stopping, he rolled off his body and fell to the ground on his back, as if all his strength had just been taken away from him.

"Sirius, would you like to help you remove Regulus from his current state and restore him to his proper appearance before taking him back?" Allen walked over and asked politely if he should turn him back into an immobile corpse. .

"No! I have to take him home and let the old witch take a good look at what her education has done to Regulus!" Sirius put his hands on the ground and sat up.

Allen did not expose Sirius's words. He seemed to want to blame his mother, but in fact he wanted to let Regulus see him again before burying him. After Regulus disappeared, he and Sirius's mother Wall Mrs. Bugablack was "maddened with grief" over this.

"Ellen, what about the other Inferi?" Hermione's eyes swept over the Muggle Inferi, her eyes showing pity. Regulus could be taken back by Sirius and buried properly, but these Muggles Their loved ones will never be able to come here to take them back.

"We have to let them stay here for the time being, otherwise the arrangement here will be useless..." Allen pondered for a moment, and then let Lynch direct the Inferi back to the lake. "When the matter is over, I will use divination to try my best." Send them back to their relatives one by one... Those who cannot be sent home will also have a decent collective funeral..."

Kreacher's two big ears drooped down. If the mistress saw that her favorite son had turned into an inferi, she didn't know what would happen. It was a pity that old Kreacher could no longer stay with her, nor could he return to Black. Kreacher, who felt sad after losing his family, couldn't help but curse Sirius. If it weren't for this prodigal son's incompetence, he wouldn't have become someone else's elf.

Allen's eyes swept over the house elf: "Kreacher, I order you and Sirius to help Regulus complete his funeral affairs and then come back to me."

Sirius instinctively wanted to refuse: "No, Alan, Kreacher is already..."

"Sirius, I suggest you take Kreacher with you. With Regulus in a situation like this, it's not easy for you to control him alone." Allen stretched out his hand to interrupt Sirius's next words, and then He raised his hand and pointed it at Kreacher, whose chest was bulging and was about to curse, and stopped him before continuing, "You already know Regulus' feelings for Kreacher, and I believe your brother will also be willing to see it. If you do this, he will hope that Kreacher can attend his funeral, and no matter what the relationship between you and Kreacher is, after all, Kreacher has served the Black family loyally for so many years and taken care of Regulus for so many years. Let him attend the funeral and bury Regulus, this is what Kreacher deserves."

With Sirius's stubborn temper, it would be difficult for him to change his mind without giving enough reasons, so Allen patiently persuaded him that although Sirius's complexion was still not good-looking, it was important for Kreacher to go back with him to bury Regulus. He turned around and started to get his brother up without saying a word.

"Kreacher thanks you, master." Kreacher bowed deeply to Allen. Different from the perfunctory ones before, this time he was much more sincere.

Hermione's voice contained approval: "If families with house elves can be as reasonable as you, Ellen, the life of house elves will be much better."

Hermione paused, and she suddenly felt a cold egg-sized object being stuffed into her hand by Allen. She lowered her head and saw that it was Slytherin's real locket, a gorgeous s. Inlaid with many small emeralds, it shines dimly in the dim light illuminated by the wand.

"Hermione, give this locket to Kreacher. As the owner, I cannot give it to him personally." Allen explained softly to Hermione.

Hermione also showed a gentle smile to Allen, and she nodded knowingly. If Allen personally gave the locket to Kreacher, and the owner personally handed them a piece of clothing, it would mean letting him go free, but in Kreacher's case In the traditional concept of house elves, it is considered to be driven out of the home by the owner, which is a shame. Although the pendant is not technically a piece of clothing.

"Kreacher, Alan wants me to pass this on to you." Hermione knelt down and put the locket into Kreacher's hand. "This is the real Slytherin's locket, the one belonging to Regulus." Mr. Black was willing to sacrifice his life in exchange for it, and I believe he would be willing to give it to you as a thank you... for completing the task he assigned you..."

"This...can't!" Kreacher screamed incoherently and bowed low to Allen again, "Master, this locket is a relic of the great wizard Salazar Slytherin himself. It is too precious. Kreacher is just a house elf and does not deserve such a precious thing!"

"This is an order, Kreacher. I just want you to keep it forever." Allen spread his hands indifferently, "After that, keep it well in the cabinet in your room and don't hide it randomly. My Maggie will teach you some of the rules of my house."

Kreacher tilted his head and met Alan's gentle gaze. The elf's eyes became moist again. He felt that the new owner looked at him a bit like Master Regulus. He finally took the hand that Hermione handed over again. After hanging it around his neck, Kreacher hesitated for a moment, then awkwardly twitched comically towards Hermione's back, trying to Give a half salute.

"You shouldn't pamper the house elf like this..." Sirius felt that Allen was too kind to the house elf. It was a bit distasteful to see Kreacher bowing to Allen and even changing his attitude towards Hermione. , thinking of the house elf named Maggie that he had seen before, he turned to Kreacher and said, "It seems that you can live a good life after you go there, and you will also have your own room and furniture."

A moment later, Allen opened a door to another world for Sirius outside the cave and let them go through.

With the loud sound of a series of metal collisions at the other end of the portal, the door to the Black mansion opened. Alan and Hermione on the other side of the portal witnessed Regulus finally returning home after many years.

"Would you like to stay one night before leaving?" Sirius turned around and invited, Kreacher stood beside him, his thin body holding the door frame, his eyes wandering on Allen's face, behind him, on Regulus's body Tightly bound by the leash that Sirius' wand had turned into, it kept twisting its body, its face twisted as it tried to break free from the restraints of the leash.

"No, Sirius, Hermione and I have to repair the entrance before we leave, and you have a lot of business to do next, so we won't interrupt you." Allen shook his head and let himself pass, "Remember to keep it confidential Just don’t tell anyone.”

"I owe you a favor...counting the many I owe you before...you can always tell me if you have anything." Sirius nodded and did not force it. He felt that he had received many favors and did not think it was a domesticated animal. The elf can repay it, and he thinks that Allen just used this as an excuse to help him and his brother.

After saying goodbye again and waiting for Sirius to completely enter the house, Allen deactivated the door to another world, turned around and returned to the entrance of the cave with Hermione. Several tall death knights were dutifully guarding the entrance to the cave inside.