HP: After binding to the strongest wizard development system

Kreacher has always stayed in the old Black house. Logically speaking, there will be no time to leave the Black family, at least until Sirius is kicked out of the Black family... No! Kreacher left!

Sirius glared fiercely at Kreacher, who was holding his throat and shivering because he couldn't vomit the potion. He was about to open his mouth and continue to order it, but Teal raised his hand to stop him.

"Professor Dumbledore is right, you were too rough with Kreacher. I'll do it." Teal felt that if he continued to ask Sirius to speak, Kreacher would probably rush to the kitchen to get a knife and cut out his tongue. ——Of course, Sirius could order it to stop immediately, but Kreacher would always find a chance to resist.

Sirius would be moving to Hogwarts soon, and at least during the Triwizard Tournament, his chances of returning to Grimmauld Place were slim.

Until then, Kreacher will be a house elf at No. 12 Grimmauld Place. Who knows if it will end up in the kitchen because of tonight's excitement.

"Kreacher, we have no ill intentions towards you. You'd better tell the truth and don't let our patience run out." Till squatted down and looked at Kreacher who raised his head coldly, "You know what I am doing Come on, you also saw the magic I did to Harry that day."

Sirius frowned, knowing that Teal was talking about the day when the fragment of Voldemort's soul was stripped from Harry. He knew Kreacher was outside the door, but at that moment, he didn't care what Kreacher thought.

Now listening to Teal's words and looking at Kreacher's rapidly changing expression, Sirius belatedly realized that he had overlooked a big thing.

Kreacher may have been hiding something, and this matter was ordered by his brother, Regulus Black, to hide it!

"Kreacher, don't tell me!" Kreacher was still stubborn.

Till stood up straight and said in a regretful tone: "That's it...then there's nothing I can do."

"Sirius, blow open the door to your brother's room. Severus and I will stop Kreacher. Since he doesn't say anything, let's turn that room upside down and see what's inside!"

This was Tyr's last resort, and Sirius and Snape were winked by her and knew that she was just scaring Kreacher, so they all started to "act" in an exaggerated manner.

Sirius had already strode to the top room, and Snape also came over to subdue Kreacher. It finally yelled, holding its head and said: "Kreacher said! Don't destroy Master Regulus' room! Don't! ——”

"Kreacher, I could have used Veritaserum on you, but I didn't, because I hoped you really wanted to tell us." The threat worked, and Tyr sighed, squatted down again, and stood in the pain of Kreacher. Stop it before you speak.

Till has always had his own rhythm in teasing people's hearts, and the house elf's heart cannot easily escape her teasing: "I don't know what your little master has been through, but I think he must care about you very much. He must have done something that we don’t know about, but that will make you, a house elf, miss you for the rest of your life.”

Tier was moved with emotion. Kreacher didn't expect to hear such words from her mouth and was a little dazed for a moment.

After giving Kreacher an unbearable dose of strong medicine - to blow up Regulus's room - Tyr's softened attitude can reach even more directly into Kreacher's little heart.

"Tell us what you have been hiding, and give your little master the truth." Tyr helped Kreacher up and straightened the rags on his body, "Tell us, Regulus Black He was not a coward, he was not killed by Voldemort, but he had his own reasons that he would never regret."

Kreacher opened his mouth, took a few steps back, and ran to the kitchen without saying a word.

Sirius sighed regretfully: "Tiel said so much, I was almost moved when I heard it. What a pity -"

"No, I succeeded." Teal raised the corner of his mouth under Sirius' puzzled gaze and asked an incomprehensible question, "Kreacher has always lived in the kitchen, right?"

Sirius nodded: "What else?"

Ever since Sirius was born, the house elves of the Black family have lived in the kitchen. Pure-blood families do not have the habit of preparing rooms for house elves. Almost all house elves live in the kitchen. The only difference is whether the owner values ​​them. Their bed is just a small bed or a rag.

"So, all Kreacher's things are in the kitchen?" Teal leaned against Snape and blinked sleepily, not bothering to look at Sirius' expression of realization.

Kreacher must have gone to the kitchen to get something, something that even Tyr found incredible after making a bold guess.

"Slytherin's locket." Teal rolled up his sleeves and naturally exposed the gem bracelet with the Sorcerer's Stone. Slytherin inside the Sorcerer's Stone could see the familiar locket clearly.

Kreacher held it with great reluctance, and after Teal took it away, his eyes remained fixed on the locket. This beautiful yet dangerous locket had been hidden under its blanket for so many years that Kreacher sometimes doubted the authenticity of the memories in his mind.

But Master Regulus never came back, and the locket always protruded under his blanket, making him feel its presence every time he slept.

Everything reminded Kreacher that that night fourteen years ago really happened.

"The young master asked Kreacher to destroy this locket. Kreacher failed to do it. No matter what he chopped on it, he couldn't hurt it." Kreacher lowered his head and began to tell the story of what happened more than ten years ago. , "It was a very ordinary day. The little master came back to the house and told me that his master needed a house elf, and he recommended me."

"He said it was a great honor—"

The three wizards listened in silence, and the portraits on the walls of the foyer also fell silent, as if they were also listening to the secrets that no one knew.

It turns out that the "coward" who died at the hands of Voldemort as imagined by Sirius was actually a very brave hero who used his own life to protect his original intention and the entire Black family.

Voldemort needed a house elf more than ten years ago. Regulus thought this was a good thing, so he recommended Kreacher, the house elf he had always cared for.

He lent Kreacher to Voldemort and ordered Kreacher to return to the Black family after completing Voldemort's mission. However, what he was waiting for back was a cowardly Kreacher who was almost dragged into the water by the Inferi and died.

"Kreacher told the little master what happened that day. The master of the little master made Kreacher drink a lot of painful potions. Kreacher was very bitter." When Kreacher said these words, he closed his eyes and it He thought he would cry bitterly because he disobeyed Regulus's order before his death, but its little master was so kind and had no intention of torturing it.

Kreacher only had his own heart that was aching, peeling away things that he had never wanted to think about.