[hp] Black Dog Breeding Manual

There are two weeks left until Christmas.

After moving to Grimmauld Square, because the number of disturbing people and dementors were greatly reduced, Anaskapi had a lot of free time, and it could be said that she had nothing to do.Of course, she is pregnant and should have enjoyed the care of other people, which is completely forgivable.

Although the atmosphere is not very good, the old house of the Black family really feels safe, and no Muggles or dementors can find it here, which is perfect for the wanted man and his family.

After cleaning and adding some decorations, the old house became less intolerable.There was no screaming from old Mrs. Black, and the house danced with the golden sunlight coming in through the French windows.Everything was going well, Anaska even caught Kreacher smiling at her for the first time, which was incredible.

However, the tapestry in the living room on the second floor and the glass cabinet full of dark magic items are still placed in their original positions.As for the tapestry, Anaska had already secretly prepared it. If things went as smoothly as she imagined, then it might be a Christmas surprise for Sirius.

Anaska's heart was pounding, and she couldn't help but began to have some faint expectations.On the other hand, her occasional lack of self-confidence crept out again, making her afraid that this "gift" would not achieve the desired effect or be self-defeating.

Anaska tried to hide her emotions from others, so as to keep this "secret" until Christmas night.

As for the glass case...

Kreacher seemed to be in good spirits lately, he'd been insisting on being polite to Anaska for almost three weeks, and even Sirius seemed a little surprised by the progress she'd made.

Maybe...they'll be able to get rid of their closet full of uncomfortable things before Christmas.After all, no one wants to spend Christmas with tweezers with hairy legs trying to bite.

Anaska decided to try.

Kreacher was huddled in his cupboard at this moment, and there was no difficulty in finding him.Anaska coughed a few times as a reminder, then knelt down and knocked on the cupboard door.

Kreacher came out of the cupboard, his big drooping ears hanging down the side of his face.Because of the difference in size, Anaska could clearly see the fluff on the top of his head that was so pale that there was no wink.

"Do you have any orders? Master." Kreacher bowed lazily.

His lips moved, as if he was about to mutter, but stopped himself.Anaska has nothing to criticize, the current situation is much better than before.

"There is one thing we need to ask for your opinion." Anaska saw that the house elf in front of her was still in a stable mood, with a faint smile on her face, "About the cabinet in the living room on the second floor..."

Before Anaska finished speaking, Kreacher's face was as pale as paper, and he trembled crazily, showing an expression of extreme fear.Within a few seconds, Kreacher began to punish himself like a madman, smashing his head on the floor like a hammer, and the noise was surprisingly loud.

"Chest! Locket! Kreacher failed to fulfill Master Regulus' order! Kreacher is a bad elf!" Kreacher screamed, mercilessly destroying himself, hitting the ground again and again , "Kreacher failed to destroy the locket... Kreacher tried again and again, but failed Master Regulus' order... Kreacher is a very bad, very bad elf..."

Anaska was frightened by Kreacher's sudden behavior, and did not think of stopping it until he knocked his head several times!

"Stop! Don't hit! Kreacher, I order you to stop hurting yourself!" Anaska stopped him in a panic, this was the first time she gave Kreacher an order in two months.

Kreacher paused in pain, his large bloodshot eyes out of proportion to his face filled with tears.

"Kreacher must punish himself...Kreacher has not fulfilled Master Regulus' last order for six years..." The old elf was crying so hard that his whole body trembled with his sobs.

"Six years?" Anaska repeated.

Kreacher nodded vigorously while trembling.

Regulus Black disappeared six years ago, disappeared without a trace, and there is no possibility of him surviving.

Moreover, Kreacher also said that it was "the last order".

What Kreacher might know about Regulus' death!

This idea quickly filled Anaska's mind like a vine, constantly stretching out lush branches——

Her intuition told her that what Kreacher knew must not be a trivial matter... Anaska always felt that her intuition was very accurate.

"Wait, wait Kreacher," Anaska's heart was beating fast, something stuck in her throat, "tell me what you know! Don't talk here, we all go upstairs... Sirius needs to know this too..."

Anaska lost her size in a panic, she turned around twice, and finally couldn't wait to walk up the stairs, but chose to apparate immediately.

Sirius is preparing for Christmas: using his wand to hang a large group of goblins dressed in Christmas atmosphere from the ceiling, ignoring the goblins' unhappy curses.Anaska suddenly used apparition to appear in the living room, which seemed to be beyond his expectation.

Because she was too anxious, Anaska appeared wobbly, Sirius quickly chased after her with two strides, put his arms around her waist, stabilized her, and helped her maintain balance.

"Be careful, you are not alone." Sirius seemed in a good mood, with a happy and relaxed smile on his face, "If you are too lazy to walk, call me, I can come and carry you upstairs at any time."

He wanted to put a kiss on Anaska's lips, but Anaska pushed him away a little harder.

"Don't make trouble." Anaska said anxiously, "Sirius, Kreacher knows about Regulus!"

Sirius' smiling face froze for a moment.

Kreacher arrived faster than Anaska, the tears in his eyes were still welling up, but at the same time, he cast his gaze on Sirius with a mixture of deep-rooted hatred.

"Kreacher hates Master Sirius...he is a stain on the noble Black family...Kreacher's mistress is driven mad by him...why does such a lowly person still live in the world..."

Kreacher's already rusty voice was hoarse from crying, and he stared fiercely at Sirius, spitting out one word after another in a low voice.

Sirius glanced at Kreacher and scratched his hair in annoyance.

"Kreacher, tell me all about Regulus! Everything you know!" Sirius said in a strong tone, his patience always disappearing without a trace when he met Kreacher.

Anaska tugged at Sirius' sleeve, trying to remind him to return to peace.

"You have to tell him that, Anaska," Sirius turned to explain to her, with a look of helplessness in his eyes, "this guy is really good at taking advantage of loopholes, who knows if he will miss something on purpose."

Sirius looked at Kreacher coldly and distrustfully, very impatiently.

"Of order, master." Kreacher's mouth twitched angrily, and he forced out the words, followed by a steady stream of muttering, "This dirty traitor is dictating Kreacher again, the mistress knows how to say?"

"He meant please," Anaska added hastily, "You'd like to tell us about Regulus, wouldn't you, Kreacher?"

Kreacher turned his bloodshot eyes to Anaska.

Anaska could clearly see a strong sadness overflowing inside.

She relented, as women who have children and are pregnant are always relented, even if it's a house-elf older than her grandmother.So Anaska's tone was softer than before, completely like a ball of cotton: "We want to know what happened to Regulus six years ago... Also, what happened to the locket thing?"

Anaska has paid attention to this locket, mainly because it gave her a very bad feeling, just looking at it for a while, there is a strange feeling of hair, as if the surrounding air and other things are being destroyed. It sucks up and makes it difficult to breathe.

No doubt it, like the rest of the weird stuff in the closet, falls into the category of nefarious items of dark magic.

Does Regulus like black magic?Anaska didn't know.However, the Slytherin teenagers who fanatically worshiped Voldemort in their generation have more or less been exposed to this thing.For example, Severus Snape, he is a loyal fan of the dark arts.

*"Six years ago... six years ago..." Kreacher stared blankly at something, he was not looking at anything but his memories, "Master Regulus came to visit Kreacher... Kreacher says the Dark Lord needs a wisp..."*

Kreacher's story goes on for a long time.

There's Voldemort, there's Infernal, and other scary things.

Kreacher's treatment at the hands of Voldemort undoubtedly changed Regulus' minds.Then after he sent the letter to Anaska, he made a big joke with Voldemort at the cost of his life, and made a huge prank that neither Sirius nor James had ever done...

When Kreacher finished the story in tears, Anaska realized that she had been covering her mouth for a long time.

The author has something to say: The content in *, because the specific plot is the same as in the original work, I will not put it in the main text to occupy the space.

╰(*°▽°*)╯I originally wanted to post the original text about Kreacher, but I couldn't find a suitable version. I will post it when I find it.

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=L=Look, I said that I update every day, I feel great...

OTL is stupid though, I forgot to set the time for the drop box, so today may not be on time, sorry QAQ.

Another two little angels threw thunder at me ╰(*°▽°*)╯

I am very grateful to Huajian Wujiu sister paper and AncientSin sister paper for throwing mine and hugging me.

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_(:з」∠)_To tell you the truth, I’m so slack every day during the next day, eating, playing, playing and sleeping...

Then at the beginning I thought about updating the text, and I became more energetic, because I knew that I needed code words, so I desperately took the time to write papers and do homework, learn, learn, learn... Although code words made me usher in one o'clock in the morning again Sleep well, but the efficiency is actually much higher →_→.

Let's see how long I can last this time, hee hee hee...【Hello