Harry Potter and the Old Ones

Tierra raised her hand and slapped Sirius Black down the stairs.

Tierra's Long Xinjian wand fell to the ground, but Tierra didn't pick it up, and Sirius Black didn't pick it up either, but just stared at Tierra blankly—

"You...you know?" Sirius Black asked nervously.

"I know everything," Tiera said.

"Then you should know that flesh and blood magic is classified as N-level magic in magic theory." Sirius stood up and said, "Using, learning and spreading N-level magic will..."

"It will win me a lifetime bed in Azkaban." Tierra took over, "I've heard this kind of talk too much."

"So I have to get rid of you." Sirius Black picked up his wand from the ground and said to Tiera, "I can't let a dangerous person like you stay by Harry's side!"

"Magic is dangerous, why do you think I'm dangerous?" Tierra asked back.

"Don't quibble." Sirius roared, "No one! No one can maintain their sanity after studying black magic, they will only slide deeper and deeper into the abyss of evil!"

"That's just your prejudice." Tierra smiled and said, "Just like your prejudice against your brother."

"My brother?" Sirius asked puzzled, "Regulus? What does this have to do with Regulus?"

"Hehe." Tierra laughed a few times mockingly, "I, like Regulus, work in the darkness, but serve the light."

Sirius:? ? ?

"You might not understand when I say that. Come on, I'll show you." Tierra said, turned and went upstairs, her back turned to Sirius indifferently, "Let Kreacher follow."

Sirius hesitated for a moment, glanced at Kreacher, then continued to hold his wand, and followed behind Tierra——

He would like to see what kind of moths this over-mature and talented little wizard can make.

Tierra continued to walk up the stairs, and the walls next to the stairs were covered with the heads of the house elves who had served the family all their lives. Their dry faces were full of numbness and yearning expressions.

Under the dead eyes of the house elves, Tierra came to the second floor of Black's old house——

Here is the Black family living room, with a large window overlooking the street in front of the house, a large fireplace flanked by two ornate glass cabinets, and one wall covered with a tapestry of the Black family tree.

There were foxes all over the curtains in the living room, a Boggart in the desk, and a nest of dead puffs in the sofa.

Tierra took Sirius and Kreacher to the glass cabinet next to the fireplace. The door of the glass cabinet was very dirty, covered with dust and sticky black glue-bound items.

And the black magic objects inside are even more weird, they don't seem to want to leave the shelf where they are, Tierra carefully observes these things including——

A rusty short sword, an animal's claw, a coiled snakeskin.

There was also a decorative crystal bottle set with an opal containing blood, and a biting silver snuffbox containing sarcoma powder.

A multi-legged tweezer-like implement that crawls like a spider, a hypnotic music box, and a dusty box containing a Merlin 1st class award for Sirius Black's grandfather "for magic Contributions made by the Ministry,” a large gold ring engraved with the Black family crest and a family photo in a silver frame. as well as--

A keepsake box that no one can open!

On the gold locket is a capital snake-shaped S, inlaid with sparkling emeralds, resembling a small snake, and around the capital letter S, there is a very obvious circle.

Further outwards, around the circle, there are many hazy, black strange lines, with very complicated styles, as if they are some kind of ancient characters.

Tierra was ecstatic in her heart. Through her own memory and the induction of the traces of black magic, Tierra confirmed that this is Slytherin's locket, and this is another Horcrux of Voldemort——

"Long time no see, Tom." Tierra said happily, then slowly opened the dusty cabinet door, and reached for the locket—

"No! You thief! Put it down! Put it down!" Kreacher, who had been following Sirius with his head down, suddenly roared, and was about to pounce on him to stop Tierra——

"Kreacher! Stop!" But he was stopped by Sirius, "I promised him that he would pick a random item from the old house of the Black family."

"No! No!" Kreacher shouted in despair——

Because Tierra was already holding Slytherin's locket in her hand at this point, and the only thing holding him back was the biting tweezers next to the locket—

But Tierra shook his hand and fell out.

"Woo... woo..." Kreacher cried, "Kreacher is sorry for Master Regulus, Kreacher did not hide the locket properly, Kreacher is a bad elf, Kreacher is a bad, bad, bad elf... Woo...Master Sirius is also a bad breed, he brought a dirty mudblood into... Woo..."

"Kreacher!" Sirius roared, "What's going on? Whose pendant is this? What does it have to do with Regulus?"

"Kreacher...Kreacher can't say..." Kreacher lowered his head and said, "Kreacher promised Master Regulus...Kreacher can't say..."

"Kreacher! I am your master!" Sirius roared, "But when I ask you questions, you must answer truthfully, understand?"

"Yes, master!" Kreacher bowed again.

"This locket!" Sirius pointed to the locket in Tierra's hand and said, "It doesn't belong to the Black family, where did you get it from?"

"This, this is Master Regulus' locket!" Kreacher said tremblingly.

"Regulus...?" Sirius was stunned for a moment, and then immediately looked at Tierra, "You already knew, right? You already knew about this locket! Your purpose is this locket, right? No? What is your purpose?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Black." Tierra smiled, and wiped off the dust and dirt on the surface of the locket with a "clean up", then pinched the chain of the locket and lifted the whole locket. to the top of his head—

Tierra raised her head, opened her mouth, and let go——

The locket fell into Tierra's mouth.

"Goo—"

Tierra wriggled her throat, and the locket was swallowed by Tierra.

"Hey hey hey hey." Tierra laughed, "Now, Mr. Black, let's listen to Regulus' story carefully."

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