HP: After binding to the strongest wizard development system

"I tried to enter Regulus's room, but Kreacher stopped me. I even ordered it to resist and break its head, but it still wouldn't let go." Sirius finally got to the point, his eyes flashing. Light and dark.

Regulus and Sirius's rooms were both on the highest floor, but even if they were two adjacent rooms, because Regulus and Regulus had chosen two completely different paths, Sirius passed by the closed room countless times. He opened the door, but he never tried to open it and go in.

After all these years, only Kreacher still remembers his little master and would go in to clean up every few days.

Sirius went to see Tyr, who was looking thoughtful, and suggested, "I hope you go talk to Kreacher."

"Me?" Teal raised his eyebrows, "Kreacher is the house elf of your Black family. I can't order him."

Sirius rubbed his big hands. There was a scar on the back of his hand from when he was tortured in Azkaban. He made it with his own nails: "I know, but didn't you notice? Kreacher's treatment of you The attitude is much better, Harry and I are not treated well by it.”

"I'm not sure."

Sirius nodded firmly to Teal: "You have to try, just tonight. What if it succeeds? We can find the next Horcrux before the first project starts."

What Sirius said makes sense. The day after tomorrow is the day when the first event begins. As a referee, Till must be at the scene. In order to make a quick decision, it is best to go to Kreacher tonight.

So, Tyr, Sirius, and Snape, who was determined to follow, rode directly to No. 12 Grimmauld Place in a carriage.

It was already late at night when the carriage stopped at the door, and Sirius yawned: "I thought I could rest for a night first."

"Have a good rest tomorrow. You brought this matter up yourself tonight." Till and Snape followed him into the room. They chuckled lightly when they heard the words. However, after walking around the hall, they heard someone coming to the house. There was a sound of things falling down in the kitchen.

It was like a shelf in the kitchen fell over and all the kitchen utensils on the shelf fell to the floor.

"Kreacher!" Sirius was furious and shouted Kreacher's name loudly. The old house elf crawled out of the kitchen with several bruises on his body that were obviously from being hit.

Red and purple, some old and new.

"The rude master is back and has brought two dirty guests." Kreacher showed a weak smile. Teal felt that it was a smile full of ridicule, but Kreacher's physical condition did not allow him to call this smile. Show complete intention.

Kreacher always directed such insults at anyone who entered the house, and except for the Malfoy couple who were welcomed by it during their only visit, no one else could hope to gain Kreacher's respect.

Especially Sirius, who is obviously Kreacher's nominal master, but while Kreacher is forced to carry out his orders, he is unwilling to do anything for him.

Sirius had already complained to Teal that Kreacher had always dreamed of getting rid of him and working as a servant at Malfoy Manor or Bellatrix who had been released from prison. But it can't do it, it is tied to the Black family, and unless Sirius doesn't want it, it will never be able to get rid of Sirius until it dies.

Among the Black family, the only one with the surname Black is Sirius.

Except for Snape, a rarely visited guest, even Tyr has become accustomed to Kreacher's speaking habits. After all, he sometimes even scolds himself. Sirius thinks that it may have used scolding as a mantra - this kind of persuasion I won't be so angry when facing Kreacher.

Sirius also figured out a set of rules.

"Have you hit the wall again?" Sirius said "tsk" and almost took Crichchuck to the restaurant. "Tell me everything you know. If you don't want to tell me, just tell Till."

Sirius' words were already regarded as an order. Kreacher covered his mouth and bit his tongue to make his voice whimper indistinctly, but Sirius grabbed his hand impatiently, and the skinny house elf But he was no match for the tall and powerful Sirius.

"Kreacher can't...can't say." Kreacher had already begun to cry bitterly, "Kreacher promised Master Regulus, he can't...can't say!"

Kreacher began to bite his tongue, but as he was old, he didn't have many teeth anymore. The tongue would be bruised and painful at most, and it would be impossible to bite it open.

"Okay, Sirius, call me." Till closed his eyes and had to admit that he felt a little soft-hearted.

The old house-elf was horribly pitiful. In other words, the natural obedience and contradiction of house elves simply made Tyr's scalp numb.

If house elves were ordered to die by their masters, would they end their own lives without hesitation?

Teal directly grabbed Kreacher to his side. Kreacher was also unable to break away from her strength, so he could only forcefully clamp his jaw while Teal poured a large bottle of potion into his body.

The potion can quickly replenish Kreacher's old body. It was specially prepared by Till for the house elves at Hogwarts. When the elves get older, they will develop various large and small symptoms on their bodies just like humans. The problem.

The daily meals at Hogwarts, including the washing of clothes and sometimes the cleaning of the castle, are all the house elves responsible for. After Helga placed the first house elves in the Hogwarts kitchen, They have been serving the teachers and students of Hogwarts for generations.

Teal felt that she had to bring some benefits to them, especially since no one in the entire castle was cared for more by the house elves than she was. They were all very kind and friendly creatures.

Kreacher's throat swallowed involuntarily. This was purely a subconscious reaction of his body, but it quickly resisted violently. It was as if Till's behavior brought back extremely painful memories deep in Kreacher's mind. Kreacher burst out with great strength, escaped from Till's hands, knelt on the ground and kept grabbing his throat.

"Kreacher, Kreacher is afraid... vomit - Kreacher, don't drink -" Kreacher began to cry again. Tyr wanted to explain that the potion he gave it to drink was good for its body, but Kreacher gave it such a violent blow. The reaction shocked me.

She looked at Sirius suspiciously: "Have you, the Black family, ever abused house elves?"

Kreacher's reaction at this time was completely a psychological shadow formed after being abused.

"How is it possible? We wouldn't attack a house elf." Sirius said with a hint of disdain in his tone, feeling that Till's question was completely nonsense.

Although he admitted that there were some perverted people in the Black family, house elves were just servants in their eyes. Even the craziest Bellatrix today did not take Kreacher seriously at first.

Kreacher's painful struggle at this time also confused Sirius.