Hogwarts, was gnawed at the beginning

I don't know how long it took, but the roaring downstairs disappeared. The quarrel between Mrs. Weasley and Mundungus probably moved to the kitchen, where the good sound insulation blocked the sound.

Sirius came up, holding a letter in his hand.

"Don't be too greedy." Sirius glanced at the obviously missing individual foxes on the table, the shallower bowl, and George's obviously bulging pockets.

"Almost got it."

George quickly stopped his hand, threw the gloves stained with black liquid aside casually, and showed a naive smile towards Sirius.

Yes, as the originators of Hogwarts pranks, the Weasley brothers had long heard of Sirius's name in Hogwarts, and also knew that Sirius was one of the makers of the map that had helped them a lot. one.

Therefore, after arriving at NO.12 Grimmauld Place, the Weasley brothers had already communicated with Sirius.

After all, if you make an invention in someone else's home, you have to let the owner know about it.

"Molly will be here soon. You'd better take care of these things." Sirius waved his hand nonchalantly.

Fred and George saluted in admiration and disappeared with a pop.

"Sul, your letter." Sirius smiled, handed the envelope in his hand to Sol, and walked towards Harry, who had been staying with Ron for some time in front of a tapestry on the wall at the end of the room.

"Mundungus brought it here and handed it over to you by name."

"Whose letter?" Hermione strolled over. From just now, he saw the Weasley brothers tampering with all their trophies.

"What are Fred and George going to do with those vixens?"

"They are playing with a very novel thing." Suer explained, "As for the letter, I don't know who gave it to me. Do you want to look at it with me?"

"Okay." Hermione stepped forward.

Expand the letter: ---

"At eleven o'clock tonight, Fawkes will come to pick you up. Please inform Miss Hermione Granger in advance. If you have something to discuss, don't tell anyone else - Albus Dumbledore."

Old Bee asked Mundungus to bring the letter, but he didn't expect that it contained Hermione's copy.

"What does Dumbledore want from us?" Hermione asked in surprise.

"I don't know either. I'll find out in the evening." Suer folded the letter and stuffed it into his pocket.

At this time, heavy footsteps were heard on the stairs.

"Bang." Fred and George came back.

"It's time to eat." Mrs. Weasley walked into the living room holding up her wand. There was a tray on the tip of the wand, which was piled with many sandwiches and cakes, as well as a pot of butterbeer.

She still looked angry, her face flushed.

Except for Sirius and Harry who were still mumbling in front of the tapestry, everyone gathered around Mrs. Weasley to prepare for the meal. She seemed not to notice that the Weasley brothers were talking about the things on the table while they were going downstairs. Hu Meizi and Hu Meizi egg had their hands and feet.

In the afternoon, according to the plan, they had to deal with the things in the glass door cabinet. Mrs. Weasley was going to deal with the foxes and fox eggs, and by the way clean the curtains that had been parasitized by foxes for at least ten years, so the things in the glass door cabinet It can only be handled by Sirius with them.

Harry looked a little dull after his chat with Sirius.

Until Sirius was bitten hard by a snuff box that reluctantly left the shelf in the glass cabinet.

"Oh, are you okay?"

"It's okay. I guess there should be a sarcoma powder in the box. This is a good thing." Sirius tapped it with his wand and was bitten. His hands formed an ugly crust and he wrapped them in cloth. It was handed to the Weasley brothers whose eyes lit up when they heard Sarcoma Powder.

"You might be able to use this."

"You are so generous." Fred burst into tears of gratitude.

This episode belonging to Harry and Sirius had nothing to do with Soul. He was attracted by the thing in Ron's hand.

If he read it correctly, it was a---a locket?

Locket? !

Seeing Ron trying to open the locket with his wand, a chill rose up on Sur's back.

"Ron, what did you find?"

Ron had already tried the unlocking spell and was considering whether to use the cutting spell to open the box when he was startled when he heard Soul's voice.

"Nothing," he said. "I found a strange box and I want to open it to see what's inside."

"Can you show me?" Suer requested.

"Of course." Ron handed the box over casually.

Although he didn't know why Sur became interested in a box that couldn't be opened, it was just a box and he didn't care. There were other weird things in the glass cabinet. His attention was quickly attracted by a music box.

Suer carefully looked at the locket with a chain, and could clearly tell that it was a brass-colored box, and the erosion of the passage of time had cast a layer of green rust on its surface. trace.

There seemed to be some text engraved around it, but it was blurry. Only the big snake-shaped pattern in the middle of the locket, which seemed to be the letter 's', could still be seen.

He had never seen the specific appearance of Slytherin's locket that was made into a Horcrux from a stewed egg, and he didn't know if the box in his hand was the same one.

However, he remembered that this locket should be in Kreacher's hands...

Speaking of Kreacher, Kreacher appeared. The first thing he saw was the locket in Sur's hand. An eager emotion flashed in his eyes. He looked around, but no one noticed him, so he quietly approached. Sole.

Thin, dirty hands reached for the chain hanging from the locket around his neck.

"Kreacher! What do you want to do?!" Sirius shouted. Soul, who was deep in thought, was startled. He lowered his head and found Kreacher who was about to grab the chain.

"This is Kreacher's thing, Kreacher put it here!" Kreacher quickly stretched out his hand to grab the chain, but Soul subconsciously raised his hand, and Kreacher's hand was empty.

"Give it back to me! This is Kreacher's stuff!!!"

"Stop it, Kreacher!" Sirius shouted.

The scene suddenly became chaotic.

Sur hides, Kreacher catches.

"I'll say it again." Sirius raised his wand.

Kreacher stopped. The house elf's nature of obeying orders forced him to stop. After all, Sirius was indeed its master now. It cursed many swear words, such as mudblood, bastard, and little freak.

Then he left, but kept staring at the locket in Sur's hand.

Soul didn't give Kreacher a chance to take the box...

It seems...it's confirmed...