From Beauxbatons to Hogwarts

But Voldemort ignored the little Barty, whom he had always doted on, and turned to face Regulus, who was a little distracted.

"My child, are you willing to contribute your house elves for my experiments?" Voldemort's voice sounded very kind, as if he was speaking to little Barty.This is his usual tactic to confuse people.

"What?" Regulus, who had been distracted, suddenly came back to his senses. He didn't hear clearly what Voldemort had just asked. He only saw his cousin Bellatrix across from him eagerly asking him to hurry up. promise.

Regulus nodded like a puppet and said, "Yes, of course I do."

Then he knelt down and kissed Voldemort's finger: "This is my honor, Lord Dark Lord."

"Then you were brought to Voldemort by Regulus?" Calvin asked.

"Yes, Master Regulus is very happy," Kreacher said. "The master said that he had regained the Dark Lord's trust. He told Kreacher to complete the Dark Lord's mission well, and then Kreacher was brought to the The Dark Lord."

"So what is the task Voldemort wants you to complete?" Calvin asked patiently.

Kreacher shivered all over. Even after taking Calvin's sedative, he was still full of fear about that memory.

"He killed someone! He killed someone!" Kreacher kept repeating this sentence as his body trembled.

Calvin's hand gently pressed Kreacher's shoulder, and ice-blue ripples enveloped the elf's body, calming him down.

Kreacher then continued: "He killed a Muggle homeless man, let Kreacher look at it, and then used a complex magic on the locket. Kreacher felt that the Dark Lord's whole person was different, as if There’s a piece missing.”

"Afterwards, the Dark Lord took Kreacher to a cave on the seaside. It was a dark, deep and cold cave, and there was a large black lake in the cave..."

"There is a boat parked on the edge of the black lake. The boat is enchanted and can only carry two creatures to the small island in the center of the lake..."

"There is a basin filled with magic...potion on the island. The Dark...Dark Lord asked Kreacher to drink it..."

Kreacher was shaking from head to toe.

"Kreacher drank, and when he drank, he saw something terrible... Kreacher's body felt like it was on fire... Kreacher cried out and asked Master Regulus to save him. But the Dark Lord just laughed... He let Kreacher drank all the potion... He put a box in the empty basin... He filled it with more potion."

"Then the Dark Lord rowed the boat away, leaving Kreacher alone on the island."

Calvin snorted, this is Voldemort's style. He could fully imagine how Voldemort used his pale face to intimidate this overly frightened house elf.

"Kreacher needs water, Kreacher wants to drink from the black lake... Many hands, dead hands, like inferi, stretch out from the water, pulling Kreacher underwater..."

"Then how did you survive?" Calvin asked, and soon he answered the question himself, "Ah, the magic of elves is not the same system as that of wizards. The conceited Voldemort must not have considered this matter. Inside.”

"What happened after you came back?" Sirius asked anxiously, "What did Regulus say after you told him what happened?"

When Regulus saw Kreacher returning home like a frightened quail, he quickly calmed the aging house elf and asked him to tell him what had happened.

When he heard that the Dark Lord had cast a spell on a locket after killing an innocent Muggle homeless man, Regulus's heart sank to the bottom.

He had seen this magic in the family's collection of books. Although he couldn't remember which book he saw it in, Regulus remembered that it was an extremely evil black magic. He almost vomited all his breakfast a few days ago. come out.

In the next few days, Regulus hid Kreacher and stayed in the study to look for the dark magic.Finally, he saw the evil black magic - Horcrux in a book called "Advanced Black Magic Revealed".

Regulus finally determined that Voldemort was not promoting pure blood theory, but using brutal methods to rule others.This made him realize that his previous beliefs were completely wrong, and gave him the determination to fight against Voldemort.

"Kreacher told Master Regulus about the Dark Lord's murder. Master Regulus was extremely frightened. Kreacher has never seen Master Regulus so scared," Kreacher said hoarsely,

"Master Regulus asked Kreacher to stay in the house and not go out. The master stayed alone in the study and never came out."

"It wasn't until a few days later that Master Regulus found Kreacher. Kreacher could tell that Master Regulus was strange. He was different from usual. His face was pale, his expression was listless, and he seemed to be mentally confused... He wanted Kreacher to Che took him to the cave, to the cave where Kreacher had been with the Dark Lord..."

Sirius, who was sitting behind the desk, was no longer as leisurely as before, looking at Kreacher with the same pale face.He could clearly imagine his dark and thin brother, who looked exactly like him, taking a frightened and aging house elf to explore Voldemort's secrets.

Kreacher knew how to open the hidden entrance to the cave and how to summon a boat; this time it was his beloved master who rowed him to the island where the stone basin filled with poison was...

"He made you drink the poison?" Sirius' voice was trembling.

Kreacher shook his head and cried.

"Merlin's beard! Regulus..." Sirius couldn't believe his ears.

"Le... Master Regulus took out a box similar to the Dark Lord's from his pocket," Kreacher said as tears poured down from both sides of his big nose. "He told Kreacher to take it with him and swap the box once the stone basin was empty..."

Kreacher's whimpers turned into shrill cries.Sirius had to concentrate to hear Kreacher's words.

"He also ordered... Kreacher to leave... him. He also ordered Kreacher... to go home... not to tell the mistress... what he had done... and to destroy... the first box. He drank... all the poison... Kreacher changed the box... and watched... Master Regulus... being dragged under the water... and being..."

Sirius sat silently behind his desk and lit a cigar, a good thing he had discovered in the Muggle world.

He opened the bottom drawer of the desk, rummaged around inside, and took out a framed photo from the bottom.

The photo showed two little boys, Sirius was 12 years old and Regulus was 11 years old at the time. This was the last photo of the two of them together.

"I'm going to bring him back, Calvin, now."