Hogwarts: What Bad Intentions Could A Little Badger Have?

Kreacher raised his head and looked at Sirius, raising his voice and asking:

"Master Sirius is going to take master Regulus home?"

What he just told was choppy.

But when I say this sentence now, I feel very smooth.

Sirius nodded, "No matter what, I can't let him stay in that place anymore..."

Blake said: "Kreacher, we need you to lead the way and take us to the cave you mentioned!"

Kreacher got up from the ground, pulled up the dirty rag wrapped around him and wiped his nose.

"Kreacher will now take Master Sirius and... this gentleman of noble blood to find Master Regulus!"

I heard that Blake was going to go with Sirius to help find his master Regulus.

Kreacher's title suddenly changed from a shameless thief to a gentleman of noble blood...

Seeing that Kreacher was excited and wanted to leave now, Blake quickly stopped him.

"Kreacher, please wait, we still have an important thing to complete.

"Wha...what?"

"What you just said...is the box that your master, Regulus, wants you to destroy, the one I just looked at?" Blake asked.

Kreacher nodded, his body shaking like chaff.

"Yes...Yes, Master Regulus asked Kreacher to destroy the box, but..."

"But Kreacher disobeyed Master Regulus's orders!"

Kreacher became more and more excited as he talked, and finally rushed to the fireplace, trying to punish himself with a fire stick in the fireplace.

But Blake's confinement magic just now appeared again.

Kreacher was walked back to where he was.

"I order you not to punish yourself!" Sirius ordered with a frown.

Even though Sirius had always hated Kreacher.

However, after he discovered that his brother was actually a hero.

Even looking at this old elf, I feel a lot more pleasing to the eye.

Of course, it was still hard for him to forgive Kreacher for not saving Regulus...

Under Sirius's command, Kreacher had to stop struggling.

He said sadly: "Kreacher used many methods...Whether it was hacking with a knife or burning...I couldn't hurt the box even a little bit...His Too many spells have been cast from above..."

"Oh... Kreacher failed to complete the task assigned by his master... Kreacher is such a bad elf! Wuwuwu..."

Blake said: "Where is that box now? Can you give it to me? Because I have a way to help you destroy that box."

"You...you...967 can you really do that?" Kreacher looked at Blake suspiciously.

Regardless of his bloodline or aura, Blake looks scary.

But now he looks like he is only in his teens.

Much younger than his original master Regulus.

Of course he doubted this.

"Take out the box... In this world, if even he can't destroy this box, then others will be equally incapable." Sirius said.

Obviously, he has great confidence in Blake.

Blake said helplessly: "Sirius, what you said made me blush a little...but...I did destroy several Horcruxes."

"Wha...what? You have destroyed several Horcruxes?" Sirius said in surprise.

In fact, when he learned that Voldemort might have several Horcruxes.

Sirius had been worried in his heart.

But now I heard that Blake has destroyed several of them!

Which means...this locket will most likely be the last!

After all, the human soul only has so much power, and no matter how powerful Voldemort is, he can't create too many Horcruxes.

"In fact, it was Professor Dumbledore who destroyed the Horcruxes. I just got those Horcruxes by chance.

"That makes no difference!" Sirius said excitedly.

"You...do you really have a way to destroy this box? Kreacher...Kreacher..."

Blake smiled and said: "I know you may think that those Horcruxes were destroyed by Professor Dumbledore, so you have doubts about whether I also have such an ability."

"But...you don't have to doubt..."

Blake said, raising his right hand.

"call!"

The next second, a ball of orange-red flame appeared in the palm of his right hand.

In just a moment, the living room, which was still a bit chilly, suddenly became hot!

Kreacher's bloodshot eyes suddenly opened wide.

Such a powerful flame! Maybe it can really destroy that thing!

"Then...do you believe what I say now?" Blake put away the Gubulai Fairy Fire in his hand and asked.

"Yes! Dear Sir! Kreacher has believed that you can destroy this box!"

Kreacher said: "Dear gentleman, please let go of Kreacher first, and I can bring you the box."

Blake waved his hand, and Kreacher immediately felt that his body was free again.

He bowed slightly and saluted Blake, and then staggered towards the living room on the second floor.

Sirius watched him leave, then turned to Blake and asked, "Do you want to inform Professor Dumbledore about this?"

"Of course, but I guess he might be a little busy right now." Blake said, rubbing his chin.

When he left in the morning, there was already a fight behind him.

It should be finished now.

But maybe the two elders still have to talk privately.

It's not easy to disturb me now.

"I'll destroy this thing and give it to Dumbledore," Blake said.

"All right."

Since Blake said this, Sirius naturally didn't say anything more.

Blake said: "Kreacher said that in the big lake in the cave, there are many hands to pull people down..."

"I think those hands... must be the pussy that Voldemort used...

"Poor people... I have read the previous information. At that time, there seemed to be several Muggle towns with all the people missing, right?"

Sirius nodded, "I did read this in the newspaper...Wait...you mean..."

"Those missing Muggles are..."

Blake nodded, "Yes, they should all be at the bottom of the lake..."

Sirius hammered the back of the sofa angrily.

"This beast... actually turned so many Muggles into Inferi just to protect one of his Horcruxes!"

Blake said softly: "If you ignore life, you will inevitably reap the consequences..."

Sirius sighed, thinking of his brother Regulus again.

Suddenly, Blake pressed a wand into his hand.

"Originally, I planned to find an opportunity to give it to you later, but..."

"You can't deal with thousands of Inferi with bare hands."

Sirius looked at the brand new wand in his hand in surprise.

Then he waved subconsciously.

A feeling of blood connection suddenly came from the hand holding the wand...

Sirius looked at the wand in his hand with surprise.

Because it’s so easy!

However, when he looked carefully, he discovered something strange.

Because he found that this wand was very similar to the one he used before.

However, the wand he used before was brought by his mother when she got married.

And the wand was originally owned by his father.

It's just that his father has never used that library...

In other words, his previous wand was very old.

Therefore, this new wand cannot be his previous wand.

"Oak staff, twelve inches, phoenix tail feathers... familiar?" Blake smiled.

"This...this is exactly the same as the one I had before! It's just...much newer than the previous one!"

Sirius waved his wand happily.

This wand is very handy and he likes it very much.

"Of course, because I just did it not long ago."

"You...you mean you did this?!" Sirius looked at Blake in surprise.

However, after a while, he sighed, "As if there is nothing you can't do...

"There are still a lot of things I don't know how to do," Blake said.

Regarding Blake's words, Sirius only thought that he was being modest.

...But, how do you know what my previous wand looked like?"

Blake shrugged, "I asked Professor Lupin about the wand's material data."

"Then how did you make this wand fit so well with me?"

Wandology is an interesting subject.

Two wands, even if they are made of the same material and have the same size, will suit completely different people.

Therefore, it is difficult to tailor a magic wand for a person.

That's why Ollivander made a lot of wands.

Then let the wizards try it themselves...

Euphemistically speaking, it is the wand that chooses the wizard.

Because of this, Blake only knew the material and size, and it was difficult to make the new wand fit Sirius perfectly.

"Didn't we meet last time? At that time, I roughly measured it for you."

Blake replied.

Ollivander used a ruler to measure, and then narrowed down the range of suitable wands.

And Blake used his eyes as a ruler to memorize Sirius' data.

Then this wand was made.

Sirius didn't know what to say anymore.

Why can Blake actually do these things that sound like bragging?

"Thank you for the wand, Blake," Sirius said sincerely.

It seems that at that time, Blake was already preparing to make a wand for himself.

This touched Sirius.

Blake smiled and made gestures with his right thumb and index finger.

"This thing is not difficult for me at all. If you can do it, you can still owe me a little favor. Why not do it?"

Sirius sighed again and said helplessly: "You guy... you are obviously doing good things, but you always say such things..."

At this time, Kreacher climbed up from downstairs with staggering steps.

"Kreacher hopes that the distinguished gentleman can really destroy this box... It's a pity that Kreacher didn't destroy it himself."

"Obviously the master ordered Kreacher to destroy the box."

Kreacher looked at the locket in his hand sadly and babbled.

"You asked me to help you destroy it, so it is also considered destroyed by you. Because it was destroyed because of you."

When Kreacher heard this, a joyful expression appeared on his face again, "Ah! Is it true? Does this mean that Kreacher destroyed the box?! Great! Kreacher completed the task of his master Regulus. Task!"

Blake at Kreacher

When he was about to cover his face and cry again, he stretched out his hand and took the locket from Kreacher's hand.

The locket doesn't look big, but it feels heavy when you hold it.

Blake turned over and checked the locket in his hand.

"Kreacher knew that if he wanted to destroy the box, he had to attack the people from the inside.

"But...but Kreacher used many methods, but he couldn't defeat it..."

Kreacher looked at the box and continued to ramble.

Blake nodded, put his hand on the lid, and tried to lift it.

Suddenly, the lid on the locket was suddenly opened.

A black mist surged out!

In an instant, the three people present felt that the illusion around them was reborn.

Blake's eyes lit up slightly, the Eyes of Reality activated, and then the surrounding illusions disappeared instantly.

However, Sirius and Kreacher were still immersed in the illusion.

Sirius waved his wand angrily, as if fighting someone.

Kreacher fell to the ground again and cried loudly, as if he had returned to the original cave and witnessed Regulus being dragged down by the Inferi.

"Wake up!" Blake said loudly, waving the wishful wand.

"..."

Sirius and Kreacher were stunned for a moment before getting up again.

Sirius said in horror: "What happened? I just saw myself at James' house, and then..."

"Then the Dark Lord was killing them...I joined the fight...but there was nothing I could do..."

Sirius' voice was full of horror.

That fantasy was so scary...

In the illusion, he watched helplessly as the Dark Lord slaughtered the James family in front of him, but there was nothing he could do...

Kreacher whimpered, as if he hadn't woken up from the illusion just now.

"Don't worry...this is just a fight between trapped beasts.

The locket was suspended above Blake's right hand, wrapped in a bubble.

Obviously, it was Blake who broke that terrible illusion just now.

"It...it has its own consciousness?" Sirius asked in horror.

"You just read the book, so... you should be able to understand..."

"How could he be unconscious? There is part of that man's soul hidden in this gadget."

Blake stared at the locket and said softly.

Both Sirius and Kreacher couldn't help but take a few steps back.

As soon as Blake retracted his hand, the bubbles around the locket immediately shrank.

The bubbles also turned into a thin transparent film.

Wrap the entire locket.

"Don't worry, it's just a mutilated soul. Now, it can't cause any harm to us.

Blake pocketed the film-wrapped locket.

"Okay, the locket is done, so... let's go.

"Kreacher? Are you ready?"

When Kreacher heard this, he immediately recovered from his sadness. After all, this was to get his master Regulus back!

"I can apparate to that place...but...I may not be able to apparate with you," Kreacher said.

After Kreacher got close to Blake, he felt a sense of oppression from him that was even more powerful than the Dark Lord before...

An elf who is too powerful a wizard cannot apparate with him.

Obviously... Blake is such a powerful wizard.

Against Sirius's shocked gaze.

Blake said: "No need, you take this, apparate to that place, and then put it on the ground. We will be here in ten minutes."

"Kreacher understands." Kreacher took the pie-shaped "teleportation point" respectfully, his attitude completely different from before.

Then he just apparated away.

"Is this the thing you took me to the Ministry of Magic before?" Sirius asked, having recovered again.

"Yes...but this is just an early test version. It can only be used for point-to-point teleportation," Blake said.

"Is this just a test version? Is it still an early stage? Then how amazing your finished product must be..." Sirius felt like he was a little numb with shock.

"The finished product...it won't be considered a finished product until you can go wherever you want with this little gadget. Hmm...then I'll give it a name." Good name...you said,

How about just calling it any door?"