Hogwarts: What Bad Intentions Could A Little Badger Have?

Sirius' voice just fell.

I heard a door not far away creak open.

An old house elf walked out.

Blake looked at the house elf who played a key role in the beginning.

All he saw was a dirty rag wrapped around his waist.

There was almost no other clothing on the body.

He is so old that his skin has fallen off.

His head was also bald. A lot of white hair grew in the big bat-like ears.

Those bloodshot eyes were as big as tennis balls. His nose is also big and gray, almost like a pig's nose.

Kreacher lowered his head and walked slowly to Sirius.

"Kreacher is here, Master." He said in a low and hoarse voice like a bullfrog.

Then he lowered his head and muttered loudly: "This useless prodigal son, the shame of the Blake family, is back again!"

"Forget it when I come back, I brought back a little thief who was deliberately back-testing. And he stained the whole house with such a... foul smell...

"What a spendthrift! Ah...what should Kreacher do? Ah...what would my mistress think if she knew about this?"

Sirius couldn't help but kicked it to the ground.

"Shut up! I won't let you insult my friends! You old loser!"

Kreacher may have been alone for a long time, so he has long been accustomed to saying what is on his mind louder than speaking.

Now, Blake held an extremely important position in Sirius' heart.

How could he possibly tolerate this elf he had always hated insulting his friend like this?

Sirius still didn't understand his hatred, so he rushed forward and raised his leg, wanting to kick him again.

But Blake stopped him.

Because he wanted Kreacher to reveal the secret, how could he be destroyed by Sirius now?

"Ah..." Kreacher screamed and held his head in his hands.

However, Sirius's feet did not fall for a long time.

He took his hand away a little and saw an angry Sirius and the little thief who was stopping Sirius.

"We still need to ask him important things and not break him."

Blake glanced at Kreacher's little arms and legs.

This guy is so old, it really makes Sirius want to beat him like this with hatred.

It's really hard to say whether Kreacher can handle it or not.

Blake said to Kreacher: "Your name is Kreacher, right? Get up, I have something to ask you.

But Kreacher chose to ignore Blake.

Because in his opinion, Blake stared closely at the locket as soon as he entered the door.

There is no doubt that this is a greedy thief!

"Kreacher is a good elf who keeps his integrity and will not pay attention to such a shameless thief.

Kreacher spoke loudly in his bullfrog-like voice again.

Sirius got angry again, but Blake waved his hand to stop Sirius.

Blake slowly knelt down in front of Kreacher and said softly:

"Open your eyes and look at me, Kreacher... Since you were afraid of the Dark Lord, then... aren't you afraid of me?

"ah!"

Kreacher only raised his head and glanced at Blake, and then his whole body screamed and shrank together.

Kreacher seems to have the ability to see through whether a wizard is pureblood or Muggle.

Therefore, his perception and intuition are actually very good.

So, when Blake's aura is fully activated.

Kreacher once again felt the same aura from Blake's body as the Dark Lord who left with a proud laugh!

The scene when Voldemort laughed and turned away, leaving him alone in the cave.

It was really the shadow in Kreacher's heart.

Now I suddenly felt a familiar feeling...

Kreacher was immediately frightened.

"Now... Kreacher, tell me, am I a thief?" Blake asked ten words one by one.

"No...no...you are not a thief..."

Kreacher's voice trembled, and there was only fear in his tone, and there was no longer the contempt he had just now.

"Okay, then it looks like we can have a good talk. Come over here..." Blake stood up and sat back on the sofa.

Kreacher shrank and climbed up from the ground.

The deep fear of the Dark Lord in his heart made him obey Blake's orders.

Kreacher moved timidly towards Blake.

Sirius looked at Blake in surprise.

He knew Kreacher's character very well, it was extremely bad.

I can only order him because I am his master.

But Blake is not Kreacher's master.

But now, Kreacher was listening to Blake's orders.

"So...tell me, Kreacher, did you take that locket?" Blake asked calmly.

"Yes... Kreacher took it."

"Why?"

"Because...because Kreacher promised Master Regulus...well!" Kreacher suddenly woke up and covered his mouth tightly.

"What? Can't you say it?" Blake smiled.

Kreacher looked at Blake fearfully, but shook his head firmly.

"Kreacher promised...promised...it can't be said! No one can say it, including Kreacher's mistress!"

Blake looked at Sirius.

There is only one way for a house elf to reveal the secrets he keeps.

That is the master's order.

Sirius understood, and he said to Kreacher viciously:

"I order you! Kreacher! Tell everything about the locket! No details can be spared!"

Kreacher backed away feebly, and finally his feet gave out, and he finally sat down on the ground again.

"Kreacher...Kreacher promised his master Regulus, but he can't..."

"Now, I am your only master! Kreacher! Are you going to disobey your master's orders?" Sirius said angrily.

Kreacher shuddered and shook his head desperately.

"No...Kreacher is not disobeying his master's orders, but...but..."

Kreacher suddenly burst into tears.

The huge crying sound directly woke up Sirius' mother's oil painting.

The curtain covering the oil painting automatically opened to both sides.

Then in the portrait, Sirius' mother's voice also sounded throughout the house.

"Trash! Useless! You guys..."

Blake flicked his wand, and the sound of the oil painting suddenly disappeared.

The curtain that was bounced back automatically pulled back.

"I order you again, Kreacher..." Sirius said coldly.

"Woo..."

Kreacher shrank.

Blake knew the time had come and asked, "Whose is that locket?"

Sirius ordered: "Answer Blake's question."

Kreacher sobbed, and then suddenly yelled again.

"That box! Master Regulus's box... Kreacher was wrong! Kreacher disobeyed his orders!"

Kreacher rushed to the wall and wanted to hit his head against the wall.

But Blake just waved his hand and he flew back, then was fixed in place by an invisible force.

No matter how much he cried and shouted, there was no way he could struggle out of this power.

"Kreacher! I order you not to move!" Sirius ordered with a frown.

Kreacher's performance told him that this matter was really not simple at all.

Reminiscent of the fact that his younger brother had great respect for Voldemort when he was still in school.

He even joined the Death Eaters camp right after graduation.

Sirius knew that this matter must be related to Voldemort!

Under Sirius's command, Kreacher finally stopped struggling.

"What is going on... I want you to tell me everything! You have to remember that Regulus is no longer here. I am your only master now, and I have the power to order you. Tell me the truth!"

Sirius said again.

Kreacher seemed to have exhausted all his strength this time and collapsed on the ground.

"That's... that's what happened after the master Sirius left..."

"Ah... what a gratifying thing, because he is a bad boy who always breaks the rules and breaks the mistress's heart, but the master Regulus is very well-educated..."

Sirius sneered, but did not interrupt Kreacher's story.

..... He knew what the Blake family name and his noble pure blood meant. "

"For years, he's been talking about the Dark Lord, the man who took wizards out of hiding and instead ruled over Muggles and Muggle-borns..."

"When I was 16 years old, my master Regulus joined the Dark Lord's group. So proud, so proud, so happy to serve...

"Then one day, a year after he joined, Regulus, the master, came down to the kitchen to see Kreacher.

"Master Regulus has always liked Kreacher. Master Regulus said... He said..."

.....He said the Dark Lord needed a house elf. "

Sirius' expression turned serious.

Kreacher sobbed and then continued.

"Master Regulus took the initiative to recommend Kreacher."

"This is an honor, Master Regulus said, this is an honor that belongs to him and Kreacher.

"Kreacher must do whatever the Dark Lord tells him...and go back...home.

Sirius snorted coldly. He was as disappointed in his brother now as before.

Helping that dark lord is an honor? Bullshit honor!

He wanted to curse, but in order to prevent Kreacher from stressing out, he interrupted the rest of the story.

Sirius suppressed his anger.

Kreacher whimpered and continued his story.

"So Kreacher went to the Dark Lord. The Dark Lord didn't tell Kreacher what to do. He just took Kreacher to a cave by the sea."

"Deep in the cave is a cave with a large black lake...

"There is a boat in the black lake..."

“There is a basin filled with medicine...potions on the island.

"Dark... The Dark Lord asked Kreacher to drink it..."

The house elf was shaking from head to toe and talking intermittently.

"Kreacher drank, and when he drank, he saw something terrible... Kreacher's body felt like it was on fire..."

"Kreacher cried for his master Regulus to save him. He cried for his mistress, but the Dark Lord just laughed..."

"He asked Kreacher to drink all the potion... Then he put a box in the empty basin..."

"Then he filled it with more potion."

"After doing this, the Dark Lord rowed away and left Kreacher alone on the island."

When Sirius heard this, he felt cold all over.

at this moment

How could he not know that the locket Blake mentioned just now was most likely what Voldemort put into the stone basin!

"Horcruxes..." Sirius murmured. `々Then what? How did you come back?”

"He apparated back because his master ordered him to go home immediately after finishing his work." Blake answered for Kreacher.

Sirius said in shock: "Come back? Then... how did that locket get back here?"

He was a little confused, since Kreacher said that the locket was put by Voldemort into a stone basin filled with poison.

If Kreacher came back directly, then how did the locket come back here from the cave?

Blake said: "He drank Voldemort's poison. At that time, what else could he do except use the house elf's unique Apparition to come back here?"

"But..." Sirius still wanted to ask.

But Blake interrupted him, "If I'm not wrong, there will definitely be changes later, so don't worry yet and just listen to what Kreacher has to say.'

Sirius had no choice but to endure it and looked at Kreacher.

Kreacher whimpered and continued his story.

"Kreacher...Kreacher felt his throat was very dry and thirsty at that time..."

"Kreacher needs water, he wants to climb to the edge of the island and drink from the black lake...

"But...but there are many hands...many dead hands reaching out from the water, pulling Kreacher underwater..."

"Kreacher remembers that his master Regulus ordered Kreacher to go back immediately after he finished doing the Dark Lord's work."

Kreacher said slowly: "Then...then Kreacher got rid of those dead people's hands and returned home..."

"Master Regulus is very worried, very worried."

Kreacher said hoarsely.

"After hearing what happened to Kreacher, the master Regulus told Kreacher to stay in the house and not go out.

"Then...some time later...one night, the master Regulus went to his cupboard to look for Kreacher."

"Kreacher can tell that Master Regulus is very strange and different from usual."

"He seems to be mentally confused... He wants Kreacher to take him to the cave, to the cave where Kreacher once went with the Dark Lord..."

When Sirius heard this, he suddenly felt his heart twitching, and he suddenly had some kind of premonition... Regulus...

"We came to the cave again... and came to the stone basin."

"Master...Master Regux took out a box that looked like the Dark Lord's from his pocket."

As he spoke, Kreacher's tears poured down from both sides of his big nose.

"He told Kreacher to take it with him and swap the box once the stone basin was empty..."

Kreacher's whimpers turned into shrill cries.

"He ordered Kreacher... to leave... to leave him."

Kreacher cried harder and harder.

"He also told Kreacher... to go home... not to tell the mistress... what he had done..."

"And destroy...the first box."

"Then he drank all the poison..."

"Kreacher changed the box...and watched...the master Regulus...being dragged under the water...and...being..."

Sirius, who was heartbroken, grabbed Kreacher's neck and roared loudly.

"You just watched him being dragged into the water? Why didn't you save him! Why didn't you take him home with you!"

"Even...even if he was poisoned to death, you should also bring his body here!"

"Rather...rather than let him be submerged in that cold lake!"

By the time Sirius finished roaring, his face was already covered with tears.

He had always looked down upon his younger brother who had joined the Death Eaters.

After hearing that he was missing, he thought that the Dark Lord had sent him there to do bad things again.

But now it seems...he is clearly a hero! A hero that has not been known to anyone for more than ten years!

"The highest law for a house elf is the order of his master. The master asked Kreacher to take the box and leave, so Kreacher could only take the box and leave..." After finishing speaking, Kreacher covered his face with his hands and sobbed in pain.

There was nothing more uncomfortable for him than to watch his master die in front of him.

Blake put his hand on Sirius' shoulder, "Let's just go."

Sirius turned to look at Blake with dull eyes. "Go...where?"

Blake said softly: "Now that you know the truth, can you still let Regulus stay in the cold lake?"

"Yes! Kreacher! Let's go! Go to the cave! Take Regulus home...".