Science and magic at Hogwarts

Chapter 132 I Don't See You Who Should Cooperate With Your Performance

Kreacher almost couldn't wait to levitate Black, completely ignoring the despair on his face.

Even with a dog face, Kyle could see the despair, and Kyle actually read the meaning in Black's eyes:
Kreacher, don't come here!

Seeing them like this, Kyle was also very helpless, so he could only exhort uneasy:

"Kreacher, I'm warning you not to play tricks, not to intentionally hurt Doublake, you old guy, why are you so stubborn when you encounter this kind of thing, you say it's a magic pet, but you just don't listen."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Black again, with a bit of unbearable expression on his face, but he still insisted and said, "Big guy, don't worry, it will be fine in a while, bear with it, after all, it's for your own good."

Before Kyle could finish speaking, Kreacher gave a hasty salute, and quickly disappeared with Black.

Seeing this, Kyle could only sit on the sofa, waiting anxiously.

"Ow!"

After a while, Kyle heard a huge howl!

Even though it was separated by countless rooms, the voice still came clearly.

What kind of pain caused a dog to howl like a werewolf in pain, even breaking through Kyle's magic?
"Kreacher!"

Kyle was so angry that he had clearly warned the old guy, but he didn't expect him to do it anyway.

Listening to the sound, this is not squeezing the anal glands, I'm afraid it's not pierced...

With a tinge of terrible conjecture, Kyle hastily summoned Kreacher.

Surprisingly, the old guy who would always come here at the first time, unexpectedly took a while to show up.

However, when the old guy came back, he brought Black back with him, and his face seemed a bit reckless?

After cleaning up, Blake's image has improved a lot, his whole body is clean, and he is no longer in a mess like before.

And beyond Kyle's expectations, although Black stared at Kreacher with gritted teeth for a long time, he finally walked aside on his own and lay down all at once.

Although the big black dog didn't look like much, Kyle still looked at Kreacher angrily:

"Old guy, didn't I tell you not to mess around? What happened just now?"

Kyle allowed Kreacher to have emotions when he was working, but he would never allow this old guy to give himself up.

The house elf saw what Kyle meant, and quickly explained in a low voice:
"Master, Kreacher didn't disobey your orders. He really just gave... Black a bath, trimmed his hair and nails, and then squeezed his anal glands, but this black dog..."

After thinking hard, Kreacher gave an answer that sounded a little strange: "But this black dog, it seems...it seems that his self-esteem is a bit too strong, so he reacted so strongly, right, Black?"

Kyle looked at him suspiciously. In theory, house elves cannot lie, and although Black looked extremely reluctant, he still growled, as if replying to Kreacher.

He looked at these two guys with strange faces, especially Black, a pet in the magic world, did he have such a high IQ?
After thinking about it, Kyle walked over to Black: "Big guy, you're very smart, it looks like you can understand what I mean."

While speaking, he tried to pat Black on the head, but unfortunately, Black shook and avoided it.

Kyle's expression seemed a little sad, and he didn't care about Black's reaction, and said his own thoughts: "Big guy, I originally wanted to bring you to the dormitory to give you a better living environment."

Rubbing Black's back, the big black dog didn't escape this time, but just shook its ears.

While stroking the dog, Kyle continued what he said just now: "But I didn't expect you to be so resistant."

"Since this is the case, I will let you choose. You can go back to the dormitory with me. Of course, I can also set you free and send you back to the screaming shack. I'm sorry, Blake, I didn't mean to hurt you."

Kyle spoke very seriously, while constantly observing Black's reaction.

Because the loud howl just now really scared him.

Since Blake is so resistant, let it go,

Isn't letting go a virtue?
That was indeed what he was thinking at the time.

Kyle's words were extremely serious, but Black's dog's face was completely dull.

Sirius even wanted to turn back into a human body and question this brat, what on earth is he trying to do!
Caught him back without saying a word, and then let that damned bastard Kreacher squeeze his... where, now, he said he was going to let him go back?

Cooperating with you, you grabbed me just to squeeze my anal glands?

Almost resisting the urge to turn around and give Kyle a bite, Sirius turned his head away from him.

That old guy Kreacher is really old and confused. When he just took a shower, he talked a lot and babbled endlessly.

But the words also revealed some news, some news that he didn't know at all.

This brat turned out to be the son of Regulus, and Regulus was murdered by the Dark Lord!
Although he has always looked down on that younger brother, he thinks he is the respondent of his parents.

But he still clearly remembered that the younger brother always liked to follow behind him, looking at him adoringly.

I always want to play with myself.

It's just that after he entered Gryffindor, he became less and less fond of this yes guy.

I always hate him for not being able to live up to expectations. He has no courage at all. He only knows how to listen to his parents.

Blake's eyes were filled with melancholy.

He always thought that Regulus had become a deserter, and might even be hidden by the family.

Never thought that he was murdered!

How old was he then, sixteen or seventeen?

This made him hate the Dark Lord even more, a teenager, how could he do it!

Sirius spread himself out on the ground, allowing Kyle to babble.

And Kyle, seeing Black's appearance, could only look at Kreacher helplessly:

"Send us back to the Screaming Shack first, and for the rest, it's up to Black's own choice."

Kreacher nodded sullenly, snapped his fingers to levitate Black, and then led Kyle and Hermione back to the Shrieking Shack.

After walking a few steps and entering the Screaming Shack, Kyle looked at the still depressed black dog:
"Blake, I will give you the right to choose now. If you want, you can go back to the castle with me. If you want to stay here, I won't force you."

After finishing speaking, Kyle led Hermione into the secret passage, his expression looked a little depressed, but there was a strange light in his eyes.

Sirius behind him glared at him fiercely for a while, and finally stood up reluctantly, and followed behind staggeringly.

Hermione turned to look at Black in surprise, and Kyle seemed extremely excited too.

This Blake actually followed.

The little witch happily ran over, trying to hug Black, but the big dog nimbly avoided it.

Kyle smiled and waved at him, and took the lead towards the Whomping Willow.

The two of them returned to the castle smoothly, and Kyle sent Hermione to the door of the lounge before turning and walking towards the cellar.

Blake, a big guy, actually wanted to take advantage of Kyle's surprise and sneak into the Gryffindor lounge with Hermione, which caused the little witch to laugh.

However, he was stopped by Kyle in a hurry.

"Senior Kyle, then I'll go back first, you should go to bed earlier, and you, Blake~see you tomorrow~"

The little witch happily said goodbye to one person and one dog, then turned and walked into the lounge.

And Kyle tugged at Black's ear helplessly:

"Blake, I didn't expect you to be a guy who valued sex over friends. It was the first time I met Hermione, and I wanted to go with her."

"I've invited you so many times, why aren't you so enthusiastic?"

After finishing speaking, he rubbed Black's big head with a friendly look.

Back in the dormitory, Kyle started to get busy, preparing a huge cushion for Black, with a blanket on it.

After finishing everything, I patted it, and it feels good, very soft, no worse than a bed.

He waved at Black: "This will be your bed from now on, how about it, do you like it?"

Black stretched out his paws, stomped on the mat casually, and then lay down on it all at once, without even looking at Kyle.

Kyle was still smiling, went to wash up, then closed his clothes and lay down on the bed.

After a while, there was a regular snoring sound from his mouth, but his eyes were surprisingly bright, and the wand was tightly grasped in his hand.

Of course, Kyle noticed Kreacher's weirdness, so he became suspicious at that time.

Later, Black's performance was really too smart.

By the time Black staggered up at the Screaming Shack, Kyle was pretty sure there was something wrong with him.

Fortunately, the portrait of Black's old house and Kreacher did not disappoint Kyle, and they did not choose to conceal it or not report it.

Touching the note Kreacher gave him when he disapparated, Kyle nodded in satisfaction.

There are only two simple sentences written on it: Sirius Black, can't die.

It seems that this is the attitude of the portraits.

Kyle can torment him at will, but he can't let him die.

Although the old guys talked fiercely, they were removed from their names and cut off contact, but their hearts softened after all.

After thinking about it, Kyle put his thoughts back on Sirius.

Now both Kyle and the portraits have recognized his identity, only Hermione is still in the dark.

But this guy was still complacently fooling everyone and successfully sneaked into the castle.

Looking at this stupid dog's appearance, although he was depressed by Kreacher... Let's just believe that he squeezed his anal glands, but he has already recovered.

Just now, he even wanted to pretend to be stupid and sneak into the Gryffindor lounge.

I have to say, although Sirius really doesn't look too smart.

Kreacher was so obvious that he thought he was faking it well, shook his head, and continued to pretend that he was really a dog.

But he was loyal to Voldemort.

Just got exploded...squeezed the anal glands, turned around and thought about sneaking into the lounge to find Harry, which is really professional.

But Sirius was stupid, but it was a tricky problem.

It's not a problem to just put it in the lounge like this. You can tell when this guy will rush out.

Are they going to be thrown into captivity in the old house?Or simply watch him perform quietly?
The incident happened suddenly, and Kyle had no good way to deal with it for a while, so he could only keep thinking about how to modify his plan.

Kyle was lying down here, but he didn't sleep, and he had to be on guard against Sirius.

Hermione didn't sleep either.

Because as soon as he entered the lounge, he was stopped by Harry.

Hermione looked at Harry in surprise:

"Why haven't you slept yet?" Hermione realized what he meant: "Are you waiting for me?"

"Yes."

Harry's face was hesitant, with a look of hesitation.

Hermione was bored watching it, and guessed what the boy was going to say.

Sure enough, Harry asked the question that Hermione had guessed psychologically: "Did you go to see Senior Kyle again tonight?"

Hermione felt a little sad. This was the only friend who didn't criticize her. She didn't expect to ask such a question, which made her voice a little cold: "Yes, I'm going to tutoring."

Harry didn't continue to say anything, but invited with a strange expression: "Hermione, let's sit together."

After a moment of silence, Hermione agreed sullenly.

Harry, who sat down, didn't rush to say anything, but just twirled his wand sullenly.

Hermione looked a little impatient with this look, thought for a while, and took the initiative to speak: "Harry, do you want to persuade me to stay away from Senior Kyle?"

"Oh...it's not... Hermione..." Harry, who was suddenly questioned, was a little flustered: "It's just that Professor Dumbledore came to me today and talked to me a lot."

"What did the professor tell you?"

Hearing Harry's explanation, Hermione's expression softened, and at the same time, there was a trace of concern on her face.

Harry's condition is not very good, but there is some relief in his expression: "The professor told me some of his arrangements, and then explained some things to me."

After thinking for a while, he continued, "Hermione, you know that I used to have a bad life. I actually resented the professor for it, but today he explained the reason to me."

As he spoke, he scratched his head and showed a happy smile:
"It's not that the professor deliberately threw me at my aunt's house, but my mother cast a powerful spell on me before she died. As long as I live in my relative's house for enough time every year, those people with ulterior motives will not be able to harm me!"

Harry's happiness is very simple, a passable reason can satisfy him for a long time.

But Hermione is not so easy to fool: "But this is not a reason to let you be abused!"

The little girl's voice was extremely sharp: "That Mrs. Figg, she has been watching you since you arrived at the Dursleys' house. Dumbledore is very clear about your situation!"

"That was all Dursley's fault, and Dumbledore couldn't have done it..."

"He can do more!"

Hermione interrupted Harry's feeble rebuttal angrily, and emphasized it again:
"He can do more!"

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(End of this chapter)