[HP] Magic didn't give up on you

"Regulus?" Eli looked up from the file and looked at Sirius, shaking his head in surprise, "No, I haven't contacted him for a while... He asked me to go to your house in three days house-elf? Did you ever ask him what it was?"

Since Penny became pregnant, Eli has visibly become busier.All his time was occupied by his great career and his pregnant wife. He was always in contact and constantly on the go. He was rarely seen in the Order of the Phoenix.Sirius considered whether to convey his brother's words to him, and finally decided to convey it truthfully, and at the same time give him a serious vigilance.After he and Regulus separated, he invited Eli to the Order of the Phoenix at dawn—he didn't go directly to his house to look for him. Now that the situation was tense, it was best not to have frequent visits to Smith's house.

After all, their family is not like Black at 12 Grimmauld Place, where the possibility of Muggle discovery is completely eliminated, but they are interacting with their Muggle neighbors normally.From the neighbors' point of view, there is a young couple living in the Smith family. The husband is a historian, and the wife is studying in a famous university and entered the government as an intern early. Other than a slight weirdness from my friend, everything works fine.

This is what Eli and Petunia both mean, as a combined family of wizards and Muggles, naturally destined to live between the two worlds.Just as Petunia never forgot who she was speaking on behalf of, Eli never forgot that she was a half-blood wizard. They were running for the wizarding world, but they never forgot that they had another life.

"I asked, but he didn't say anything." Sirius shrugged, looked out from the window on the third floor of the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix, and casually looked at Diagon Alley, which has been a little deserted recently, and said casually, "It's a bit outrageous." Request, isn't it? Ask the official spokesperson of the Order of the Phoenix to visit the family that supports the mysterious man, maybe there is a group of people waiting for you to throw yourself into the trap."

Eli smiled, folded the letter in his hand, spread out a piece of parchment, and began to write a reply.While moving the nib of his pen, rustling down lines of smooth letters, he denied his statement: "If it was Regulus, even if the way was different, he would not have done that, he is not that kind of person. I don't dare to say how much I know him, but I still have the confidence to know people, so there is no need to question this. But I am indeed a little hesitant...Your family has been having a rough time recently."

"The Black family." Sirius corrected his address first, and then asked, "What's wrong with them?"

"How should I put it, I'm probably in a state where I gambled half of my wealth and ended up betting on the wrong one, regretting it but being unable to withdraw." Eli said calmly, continuing to write his reply letter, "The mysterious man's method Cruel, ruthless to the enemy as to his own people, I think although he said that, he never regarded his subordinates as friends at all... Punishment and sacrifice are not blinking, you know, already Surrendering but not being able to protect themselves is a terrible thing for some people who bet on the mysterious person. What they are after is a lot of gold Galleons and a higher status, but the premise of all this is to enjoy life .”

Some people have even tried to seek help from the Order of the Phoenix.Eli waved at him the letter he was reading just now, and Sirius sneered as he read it, and his words were mocking.

"He wants to take advantage of everything, his intestines are knotted, and his knees are terribly weak. This kind of person will affect his appetite even if he looks at it." He commented with a sneer.Eli's mood was very stable, he shook his head calmly.

"From an objective point of view, there is nothing wrong with this approach, but it's just playing around with the wind." He said calmly, "This kind of thinking of fooling people is also a bit sad. They actually think that such a trick can be hidden. The eyes of the mysterious man, this is really surprising. Those who work under the mysterious man's hands don't even know how scary he is. Or in fact, they have always known it, but they never thought that the scythe of death would approach without discrimination His neck—he dislikes being a partner of justice for too little interest, but he hopes that everyone will abide by the bottom line of morality when encountering a crisis, and everyone is always so indulgent to themselves."

Makes sense.Sirius nodded in agreement, and then asked emphatically, "So are you going?"

"Go." Eli rolled up the reply letter skillfully, and said without hesitation, "It's rare that he came to find me on his own initiative, he must have something serious to do. If I come back too late, tell Petunia that I won't reply tonight home for dinner."

Twelve Grimmauld Place had a different feel to Lestrange Manor, built amidst a row of Muggle houses and fussily concealing its home from them.If Eli hadn't taken the address that Sirius had written to him, I really don't know how to find this place. The protection methods of this house are very complicated and complicated, which shows the heritage of a family with a long history.

For the sake of safety, Eli wore the invisibility cloak temporarily borrowed from James, and cautiously observed outside the house for a while.Most of the time the house was very quiet, and the occasional yelling sounded even more sharply, and one could tell that the owner inside was not easy to get along with.

"Kreacher!" A high-pitched female voice reprimanded her, and her dissatisfaction could be heard from her tone, "What are you going crazy these days? The pots in the kitchen should be used for cooking, not for cooking. I'll let you hit it with your head! If you're old and foolish, say it early, go to the shelf and clean up a place for yourself to put the severed head!"

"I'm sorry, Mistress! I'm sorry! Kreacher is sorry!" A shrill voice responded with trepidation, not belonging to a human voice, and the tone was extremely humble, "Kreacher is such a bad elf! Kreacher is stupid Defiled the noble House of Black! To disturb the noble mistress, Creacher deserves death--"

The admiration for the Black family in these words slightly pleased the hostess of the family, she still snorted in a bad mood, but her voice has softened a lot.

"Really mowing the lawn when there's nothing to do, last time Rodolphus came to our house and laughed at our garden and lawn for being in bad taste, that simple-minded fool! He comes from an old family and sadly doesn't understand Art, after all, can’t compare with the background of the Black family—it’s just relying on being valued by the Dark Lord, a dog who sacrificed his own family and begged for mercy, eager to be favored by his master. Hmph, the dignity is demolished, the shame of a pure-blood family... ..."

Her voice gradually lowered and became inaudible outside.A few minutes later, there was a loud bang on the lawn outside, and Kreacher, the house-elf, appeared in front of Eli.

He looked old, and compared with the humility he heard just now, his appearance was not as kind as his tone, and he seemed to have a bit of the arrogance inherent in all the Black family, although as a house elf, this emotion It's a bit inconsistent, but his gaze is indeed gloomy and harsh, but now there is a lot of depression and trance in those terrifyingly large eyeballs.

He doesn't look very well now: his face is covered with large burn marks, and it seems that the pot it hit just now is even scorching hot.He staggered forward, trying to tidy the lawn as ordered, but his magic was obviously affected by his mood. In the chaos, trembling with fear, he grabbed his long ears suddenly and almost The force that pulled them out of the head pulled hard, carrying out masochistic torture.

While it was doing this desperately, a voice next to it suddenly sounded, which startled it.

"Kreacher." Eli observed him for a while, and finally spoke out, pulled down a corner of his invisibility cloak, and looked at the elf who was turning his head to look at him suddenly.

As he had observed, this was not a very friendly elf.After the shock turned pale, Kreacher looked at him defensively, still tugging at his ears violently, his big bulb-like eyes stared at him with a fierce look.

"Kreacher didn't notice the stranger who broke into the house, Kreacher should be punished," it squealed, pointing a long finger at him.

"—after you've been dealt with," he said, "and before that, who are you, stranger? Do you know my name?"

"Yes, Regulus told me." Eli replied truthfully, giving him a friendly smile, "He said he asked me to get something from you—did he tell you about it, Kreacher ?Although I was told to pick it up in three days, but I think it would be better to come and meet as soon as possible if there is something to do, and I happen to be free. Is he there?"

Kreacher's expression suddenly changed completely, he opened his mouth to look at him, and began to tremble all over.

"Yes, Master Regulus said, he said that someone would come to take his locket in three days, and Kreacher would give it to him...but Master Regulus didn't say it was you! Kreacher met you on platform nine and three-quarters, you were...you were with that bastard Master Sirius, you were friends, and you were a villain..."

Although Sirius had betrayed the Blacks, it seemed that the house-elf of the Blacks still couldn't speak wild words to him, because Kreacher suddenly began to rush towards the side wall, and when he couldn't stop him, he began to be unaffected. He slammed up and down in a controlled manner.

The contract signed by wizards and house elves is too binding. As an intelligent species with unique magic, their treatment is far inferior to that of cats and dogs.

Eli sighed in his heart, but now is not the time to focus on this. After Kreacher finally calmed down after panting, Eli nodded and smiled at him.

"Yes, I'm a friend of Sirius, Eli Smith." He said, "but I'm also a friend of Regulus, and I came to you at his request this time. By the way, he is now at Where? Is it not convenient to meet with me?"

Kreacher froze again, he stared at Eli, trembling all over, tears welled up in his eyes, slipped down his long nose, and soon soaked a large piece of his pillow cover.

"Kreacher can't say it!" He said emotionally, and suddenly began to shake his head crazily, "Master Regulus explained that this matter cannot be told to his family..."

"Perhaps you've noticed that I'm not his family?" Eli frowned slightly in doubt, and reminded him, "Actually, as I said just now——I'm his friend."

"You're not!" Kreacher denied loudly, and stepped back resistingly, "Master Regulus is a noble Death Eater—you're not, Kreacher heard the mistress scold, Master Sirius joined the Order of the Phoenix, Against the family and Master Regulus. Kreacher remembered, you are also a member of that organization, and you have tarnished half of your noble blood...Kreacher cannot give you the locket, this is Regulus Master S's last—"

"The last?" Eli asked sharply, his heart sinking. "What happened to him? What happened?"

Kreacher froze, banging his head against the side wall again, and this time Eli strode forward and pulled him back.

"If you know something, just say it!" He scowled and said sternly, showing such a sharp expression for the first time in this meeting, "Don't waste time! What happened to Regulus? He's probably in danger now, and you're still wrestling with Death Eaters and the Order of the Phoenix—and I'm just wondering if I might be able to help!"

This made Kreacher flinch slightly unconsciously, and stared at him with a helpless expression in confusion.The old elf trembled all over, tears fell faster, and finally bowed his head deeply, deeply.

"It's Kreacher that's useless..." he said hoarsely, "The Dark Lord needs an elf, Master Regulus told Kreacher to go, Kreacher is willing to die for Master Regulus, this is Kreacher Glory! But Master Regulus asked Kreacher to come back... Kreacher came back, but Master Regulus failed to come back... Kreacher watched him being dragged into the lake, Kreacher was powerless... Kreacher Master Regulus' locket cannot be destroyed..."

Dark Lord?Locket?Being dragged into the lake?Eli was at a loss when he heard this, but his heart kept sinking.The house-elf sobbed and told the whole story, and even though some things were still unclear, Eli understood that Regulus was in big trouble.

Kreacher handed him the locket, an item that could feel ominous in the first hand, and it made him suddenly recall the most painful night in his life, losing his parents in succession, and dying in the sea of ​​fire in front of him. His parents were so desperate that they couldn't keep anything... He held the heavy locket and felt that it was surprisingly heavy, and he knew in his heart that it was probably an extremely evil black magic item, and it was very important, so that Lei Gu Les was even willing to exchange his life.

is he deadHe was dragged into the lake, and the last words to Kreacher were to go, don't come back.He has not returned home until now, nor has he appeared in any place that Kreacher knows, his life or death is uncertain...

No one knows, life and death are uncertain.Eli chewed these two words over and over again, and in the midst of Kreacher's desperately suppressed but completely uncontrollable mourning and wailing, his heart suddenly jumped, and a thought that could be called crazy emerged.

"...I seem to have misheard you. You're saying something very strange." Sirius Black listened to Eli's story of the day in silence, his face stiffened and his eyes slightly dazed.He didn't seem to accept the message, and repeated it blankly.

"Are you saying that Regulus is dead?" He asked, with a strange face, and shook his head resolutely, "How is it possible, I met him a few hours ago, he didn't seem to be in a good mood, but In good health, not sick, fine. He's still a Death Eater, and while it shouldn't be said that way, logically he's the only one who kills people, not the other way around."

He murmured, more convincing himself than refuting Eli.He stared at Eli closely, expecting his denial, hearing him say he was just joking...but to his surprise, Eli shook his head at him, staring at him equally, slowing down. Speed ​​of speech, repeated.

"I didn't say he died, Kreacher saw the moment he was dragged down, but there was no evidence that he couldn't come up again - like a spell? Or did he learn to swim? What I've heard is that he suffered Dangerous, no one can confirm his life and death now, do you understand what I mean?"

Sirius was startled, and took a deep breath.

"I'll make sure," he said firmly, "no matter where he is, no matter how long it takes to find him, I will..."

"The time to decide between life and death is usually not too long." Eli suddenly said softly, "Sirius, I'm afraid you need more time."

Sirius looked at him, momentarily confused by him: "More... what?"

"More time." Eli repeated softly, reached into his pocket, and pulled out a gold timer with a thin gold chain, both of them looked at it.

"Time-Turner." Eli's voice was very low, almost whispering to him, "Using it requires absolutely no logical connection with the person involved. I just went to see Kreacher. If he Seeing me again when I was with Regulus, it would be a disaster that no one knows how serious the consequences will be, and I can't hope that everything goes well... Only you can, Sirius, don't tell others I got the Time Converter through personal connections. I must return it to Hogwarts tomorrow. There is only one in the school. People from the Ministry of Magic will confirm that it is there every day-you only have five hours, I Don't know if that's crazy...but, that's your brother, and I think that's someone worthy of a wildly crazy adventure, good luck."

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