Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

"Master brought a bad old man and a..." Kreacher was muttering, and then looked at Iger with some doubts: "Incomparably pure blood, Master has the vision to make friends..."

"Bloodline?" Iger squinted his eyes a little puzzled. Speaking of which, the basilisk in the secret room also used the smell of his nose to distinguish the heir of Slytherin, right?

How did they smell it?

Picking up the sleeves of his clothes and sniffing hard, Iger smacking his lips dryly: "A smell of velvet, more than they raised velvet in the kitchen?"

"It is said that these ancient species have a sense of smell that can smell blood. I think this may be the reason why some pure blood families are pretentious..." Dumbledore nodded.

Just as Sirius was about to scold something, he was stopped by Iger, who squatted down and looked at Kreacher in front of him: "Regulus, the locket your young master made you destroy, We can help you destroy it."

Kreacher stared at Iger in a daze, then whimpered loudly, and the figure disappeared again. After a while, he came over with a locket and looked at Iger expectantly.

"Master Regulus..." Kreacher reached out and handed the locket tremblingly, his big bat-like ears trembled, the white hairs in his ears froze, his voice was a little choked, like a The voice of the bullfrog holding his throat: "Master Regulus ordered old Kreacher to destroy it, but Kreacher tried every means and couldn't leave a trace on it."

Sirius stared at the locket in Iger's hand in a daze, then turned to look at Kreacher, his voice was low as if he was biting out of his teeth: "Tell me everything you know!"

Kreacher suddenly screamed and whimpered, curled up into a ball, his wet face between his knees, and then the sound like a bullfrog sounded again.

"The young master Sirius escaped back then, but it's okay to leave, because he was a bad boy, and his unruly behavior made the hostess heartbroken..."

"I told you to say Regulus!!" Sirius roared rudely, Kreacher nodded as if a little dull, and continued: "But Master Regulus is different, he has self-esteem, he knows Blake What this surname means, for many years he has often referred to the Dark Lord, the Dark Lord who wants wizards to stop hiding and come out to rule Muggles and Muggle descendants... Master Regulus joined when he was sixteen. With the Dark Lord's organization, he is so proud, so happy, to be able to serve..."

Iger grabbed the irritable Sirius by the arm, motioning him to stay calm, and Sirius snorted bitterly.

"A year later, one day, Master Regulus came to visit Kreacher in the kitchen, and Master Regulus said..."

Kreacher's voice trembled a little, and his body kept shaking: "He said the Dark Lord wants a elf."

"Voldemort wants an elf?" Dumbledore looked at Kreacher thoughtfully, and then he was a little surprised.

"Yes..." Kreacher's unpleasant voice sounded a little painful: "Master Regulus contributed to Kreacher, this is an honor, Master Regulus said, this is his and Kreacher's honor, Kreacher Gotta do everything the Dark Lord wants him to do...and then go home..."

Kreacher swayed faster and began to sob continuously.

"The bathroom Kreacher went to the Dark Lord. The Dark Lord didn't tell Kreacher what to do, but took Kreacher to a cave by the sea. It was a big cave with a **** lake in it..."

Iger nodded, he knew what was there.

"There's a boat..." Kreacher sobbed: "There's a stone basin on the island above the lake... It's full of potions, black—the Dark Lord asked Kreacher to drink..."

Kreacher shivered all over, as if thinking of something terrifying: "Kreacher drank, and saw a lot of terrifying sights... Kreacher's internal organs were on fire... Kreacher called Master Regulus to save him. Save him, call Mistress, but the Dark Lord just laughs... He made Kreacher run out of potions... emptied a locket in the empty basin... and filled the basin with potions."

"Then the Dark Lord got on the boat and left, leaving Kreacher on the island..."

"Kreacher needed water, so he climbed to the edge of the island to drink the water from the lake...Many hands, the hands of the dead, stretched out from the water and dragged Kreacher down..."

"How did you escape?" Sirius looked at Kreacher in disgust.

Kreacher raised his ugly big head and looked at Sirius with bloodshot eyes: "Master Regulus said he wanted Kreacher to go home."

"I know!" Sirius shouted impatiently, and was immediately stopped by Iger.

"The magic of the elves is different from that of wizards. They can Apparate in places where the anti-apparition charm has been cast." Dumbledore said softly: "This is very consistent with Voldemort's style of doing things. As he thought, Kreacher must have been at that time. Will die there, never thinking that the elf might have magic that he doesn't have."

"The supreme law of house elves is the master's order." Kreacher said in a dreamy tone, with a hint of joy in his tone: "The master told Kreacher to go home, and Kreacher went home..."

"After that? What did Regulus say?" Sirius pressed Kreacher, and Kreacher's rickety little man shook even more.

"Master Regulus is very worried, very worried..." Kreacher screamed: "Master Regulus told Kreacher to hide and not leave the house, and then...after a while...one night, Ray Master Gurus came to the cupboard to find Kreacher, Master Regulus looked very strange, not his usual appearance, the young master asked Kreacher to take him to the cave, the same cave where Kreacher and the Dark Lord went..."

"He made you drink the potion?" Sirius snorted.

Kreacher shook his head and cried bitterly. Dumbledore opened his mouth slightly in surprise. With his knowledge, he should be able to know what the potion was. Because he knew it, even he couldn't help being a little shocked.

"Obviously..." Iger shook his head: "Regulus drank the potion, took the same locket and let Klee switch off Voldemort's locket~www.wuxiahere.com~ and then knew that it was difficult for him Live, order Kreacher to go home, leave him alone, and destroy the locket, right?"

Kreacher's tears streamed down the side of his big nose. He struggled and nodded, sobbing loudly and harshly.

"So you left him there? Huh?!!" Sirius asked angrily.

"He ordered - Kreacher to leave - leave him alone, tell Kreacher - go home - not to speak to the mistress - what he did, but must destroy - the first locket..." Klee Cut off intermittently.

Sirius' eyes were red and he wanted to kick Kreacher, but Iger stopped him: "He just carried out the master's order. He is not wrong. I think even your younger brother will hope you can treat him kindly."

Sirius took a deep breath, then nodded stiffly, leaning on the sofa beside him.

Iger sighed, reached out and touched Kreacher's ugly head: "Regulus finally realized Voldemort's tyranny, and I think he must have realized his own mistakes, so if you really miss him, just Put away that set of pure-blood theories, this should also be what he would like to see."

Kreacher bowed deeply to Iger, sniffed hard, and his body twitched slightly: "Old Kreacher understands, Mr. Morriss, thank you for helping Kreacher complete the last order of the young master... "

"Your current master is only Sirius. You must recognize this, understand?" Iger told Kreacher repeatedly: "Your Master Regulus did the same thing as Sirius in the end."

"Kreacher knows..." Kreacher lowered his head, bowed to Iger again and again, and then slowly disappeared.