Hogwarts time travel

This is a somewhat gloomy hallway, the air is filled with the smell of damp and decay, it seems that no one has been here for a long time.

Although Dumbledore used this place as the Order of the Phoenix, it was only as a node and did not live here, so no one took care of it, and it was still dilapidated.

As Dumbledore waved his wand, the gas lamps on the wall were lit, casting a dim yellow color, reflecting the dust particles floating in the air.

There are no figures on the dark hanging portraits on the wall, they seem to have gone out, only the cobwebs on the chandelier crawling over the spiders, making a small sound.

"This is Sirius' home?" Harry looked around curiously, because Sirius was his godfather, so he also had a good impression of this place.

Although it looked so dilapidated here, Harry had already imagined living here with his godfather after packing up.

The two of them walked towards the corridor - through here they could enter the real mansion.

There are pictures hanging on the wall. There are people here, all of whom are well-dressed wizards, sleeping deeply.

"Slap." Harry kicked something, which suddenly woke up the people in the hanging portrait.

"You—" The portrait wanted to scream, but it saw Dumbledore's figure at a glance, and fell silent for a moment.

"Mr. Dumbledore, why did you enter my house?"

The portrait is of a mean-looking woman, which makes people feel intimidated at first sight.

"Reculus wants me to fetch something."

"Oh, that kid..."

The woman looked sad, "He hasn't been back for a long time, is he okay?"

"He's gone, to rebel against You-Know-Who," said Dumbledore.

"What a stupid child..." The woman was not angry, and sighed deeply, "If he works for the Death Eaters, he will definitely be reused."

"The Death Eaters have disbanded." Harry couldn't help correcting.

The woman glanced at Harry, but for Dumbledore's sake she didn't say much, and closed her eyes.

"Please go, Mr. Dumbledore, Kreacher will help you."

A house-elf suddenly appeared and bowed to the ground in a very respectful manner.

"Yes, mistress, please come with me."

The old house-elf, with wrinkled skin and white hairs in his ears, walked ahead to lead the way for the two.

The portrait on the wall watched the two walk down the corridor, around the umbrella stand made of the thigh of the troll, and into a living room.

"Kreacher." Dumbledore didn't talk nonsense, and asked directly, "Did Regulus let you take a locket?"

The old elf showed a terrified expression and wanted to run away, but the mistress' order made it firmly fixed in place, and he could only look at Dumbledore in fear.

This is the secret of Kreacher and Master Regulus!How could it leak out?

The young master has died in the cave, and the only one who knows in the world is himself. Could it be that Kreacher accidentally revealed the secret? !

Thinking of this, Kreacher slammed his head on the floor and kept hitting it.

"Oh, bad Kreacher, you have failed Master Regulus' expectations..."

"Don't be like this..." Harry couldn't bear it, and wanted to support the elf, but the elf quickly dodged it.

"A little boy of unknown origin wants to touch Kreacher. I can't let him succeed. What will the mistress say?"

Facing Kreacher's loud muttering, Harry froze in place, feeling that his whole body was not well.

Is this elf out of his mind?

Dumbledore took out Regulus' parchment, and Kreacher quickly took the parchment and looked at it.

"Oh, it's Master Regulus' handwriting. Although Kreacher can't read many words, it's indeed..."

Bean-sized teardrops flowed from the elf's bloodshot eyes and hit the ground.

"Since you have seen Regulus' letter, help us get the locket," said Dumbledore.

The elf wiped away his tears, nodded, and walked towards a corner of the living room.

The two didn't follow, and soon, Kreacher came over with a locket.

There is a gemstone inlaid on the locket, and there is a silver snake-shaped decoration inside the gemstone. It looks quite luxurious, and it is very clean. It can be seen that it is often wiped.

"Master Regulus asked me to hold this, and he asked me to destroy it... But Kreacher couldn't destroy it no matter what, I tried, I tried everything..."

Kreacher wept and handed the locket to Dumbledore, looking at him expectantly, hoping that Dumbledore would destroy the locket.

"Don't worry, Kreacher, I'll destroy it," said Dumbledore.

Kreacher still trusted the person the hostess trusted, nodded, and walked towards the shadow of the house.

The two left the house, and when they reached the door, Harry looked back in Kreacher's direction.

"Will it still be here?"

"Maybe, Black doesn't like it here, and maybe he won't come back in the future." Dumbledore sighed.

Let the glory and purity of the Black family be destroyed with this elf.

Harry nodded and left Grimmauld Place.

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"This is not a Horcrux."

Voldemort glanced at the locket and said firmly.

"Shouldn't it?" Sirius took a look at the locket, a little puzzled.

"An imitation has been built and replaced. Has anyone entered your mansion, Mr. Black?" Voldemort asked.

"The Order of the Phoenix went in and took a look when setting up the nodes, but it shouldn't be so..."

Black shook his head, he felt that members of the Order of the Phoenix would not do theft.

"Are there any people in there who have a habit of stealing?" Voldemort asked.

Blake was taken aback, and looked at Dumbledore, "It's Mundungus Fletcher..."

Mundungus Fletcher is a fat, unshaven man with ring-legged legs who stinks of alcohol all day long. He is a super bad guy. He often does illegal things. Stealing something is nothing to him. something new.

In particular, Black's old house still looked very dilapidated, and it was too easy to steal a few things secretly while everyone was ignoring it.

"Maybe it's not his fault. The mysterious man's horcrux can affect people's mind, maybe he is just affected."

Blake was ashamed of Mr. Tom's understanding, because he knew that Mundungus was that kind of person.

"As a member of the Order of the Phoenix, I can lock him in," said Dumbledore.

The current Order of the Phoenix is ​​different from the original timeline, and the management of core members is stricter. In order to prevent betrayal and accidents, they have signed an agreement with Dumbledore, allowing Dumbledore to know their location at any time, so that they can be easily found and rescued.

"I'll go after him, and I'll definitely get the Horcrux back." Black stood up and said.

"Let me go," said Voldemort, smiling, looking back at Ollivander. "Thank you for your help, Mr. Ollivander."

Ollivander didn't want to talk to him.

"I hope he is still alive now." Voldemort sighed, staying with the Horcrux all the time, the current Mundungus is really dangerous.

"Even if he doesn't die, I will kill him if I catch him." Black said firmly, "Please don't show mercy."

"I'll try to save his life." Voldemort walked out of the wand shop and disappeared with a bang.

"Mr. Tom is such a good man." Sirius sighed, and received strange eyes from Dumbledore and Ollivander.