Science and magic at Hogwarts

Chapter 164 The marriage urging from the house-elf
Kyle's behavior alarmed the portraits, as well as Kreacher who had gone somewhere after finishing the housework.

As if guessing Kyle's mood, Kreacher quietly appeared behind him, and then quietly waited for his order, without breaking the silence of this moment.

In the square outside the old house, there were only a few Muggles passing by sporadically. There were no birds in the sky, no insects singing around, and it was completely silent.

The gentle wind gently brushed over Kyle's cheeks, as if blowing away all the exhaustion in his body, leaving only the joy of success in all his plans.

This joy is like a bottle of fine wine, even making him a little tipsy.

After five years, Kyle finally gained a reputation in the magic world, pulled up his own influence, and had his own territory.

During the period, there were dormancy, precipitation, adventure, and even more aggressiveness, but no matter what, it was a worthwhile journey.

Relying on everything he has, not to mention being able to run wild in the magic world, Kyle finally broke free from the rules and regulations of his body, barely becoming a chess player on the chessboard.

I remember Hermione once asked him why there was so much commotion in the wizarding world, wouldn't it be good to be safe?
Why do you have to take the risk of being hostile to the Dark Lord and Dumbledore, the two most powerful people in the magic world, to keep doing things?

While blowing the wind comfortably, Kyle recalled his answer. At that time, his expression was very relaxed, but his words were full of determination:
"If you are greedy for stability, you will have no freedom. If you want freedom, you will always go through some dangers. Hermione, in fact, there are only two paths in life."

The freedom Kyle pursues is certainly not the superficial freedom of Sirius.

Sirius was not pursuing freedom. His actions could at best be regarded as an adolescent rebellion five years in advance, and then delayed for more than ten years.

And what Kyle pursues is the freedom that no one can compete with, and no one dares to contend with, across the magic world.

It is the freedom to explore and practice magic indulgently, and no one dares to disturb it forever.

It is to transform the magic world according to his will, and to reshape the freedom of the magic world.

Such freedom can only be found in blood and fire.

The wind in late summer and early autumn made Kyle very comfortable. He just stood quietly on the rooftop until four o'clock in the morning, and then waved to Kreacher in a happy mood:
"Old guy, I went to the rooftop by myself to have a wind, and I didn't call you, why are you here?"

Kreacher didn't mind Kyle's address, he just smiled and didn't speak.

Since Kyle took Regulus back to the old house, Kreacher has completely devoted his loyalty to Kyle.

And when he gave the fake pendant box to Kreacher, the old guy was even more grateful for taking care of him in every possible way throughout the night.

It's a pity that the first loyal target in this old guy's heart can only be the boy who is still lying in the basement.

But that's okay too.

What Regulus did was worthy of Kreacher's loyalty.

But as time went by, Kyle realized that it was so important to have a house elf who was completely loyal to him.

Not just the care of daily life, but also because these guys can help the master handle too many things that are inconvenient to borrow from others.

Thinking of this, Kyle asked casually: "How do house elves reproduce?"

This is indeed something Kyle is very curious about.

Many people think that the house elves of noble families have some connection with the goblins of Gringotts.

But this is actually a fallacy, and the guys at Gringotts have protested this statement several times.

And a statement that Kyle agrees with is that the ancient wizards took out the souls of their enemies and made this kind of semi-alchemy creature that engraved loyalty and obedience into its bones.

Yes, house-elves aren't really living things.

Kreacher, who was questioned, blinked his eyes wide, and explained with a little hope:

"House elves are born from the blood of wizards and from the old house of the family."

"So when the blood of the family is strong and the magic power of the old house is sufficient, new house elves will naturally be born."

"A normal old family usually has one or two house-elves serving them."

As he said that, Kreacher's face showed a proud glory: "And our Black family, at its peak, gave birth to five house elves!"

This is indeed something to be proud of.

Leaving aside whether the magic power of the old house is strong or not, there are a total of five house elves, which is enough to show how prosperous the blood of the Black family was at that time.

In the magic world, having many bloodlines is also an enviable advantage.

In most wizarding families, there are only one or two bloodline descendants in each generation.

And the Black family has always been synonymous with numbers in the magic world.

Although the Blacks are very reluctant, in this respect, only the Weasley family can be compared with them.

But thinking about how the mighty Black family back then almost ended up with a bloodline cut off, Kyle was also very embarrassed.

In the generation of Arcturus, besides Arcturus himself, he had three brothers and six sisters, of which one brother and one sister were expelled.

In Orion's generation, there were three sons and two daughters, one of whom was expelled.

In Sirius' generation, there are two sons and three daughters in total, among which Sirius and Andromi were expelled.

It is not an exaggeration to say that just the expelled members of each generation of the Black family can form another powerful family.

Looking at this huge family, the number of people, Kyle estimated, could make the Malfoy family, which has been a single lineage for generations, cry with envy.

The Malfoy family is a typical pure-blood family in the wizarding world.

If it weren't for the powerful medical magic in the magic world, maybe a cold could cut off the main line of the Malfoy family. In the end, they could only choose a person with the closest bloodline from the Black family or the Lestrange family to inherit the family.

The past glory of this family flashed in his heart, but Kyle felt a little regretful because of Kreacher's words.

Some unwillingly asked: "Does it have to be multiplied to a certain extent before a new elf can be born?"

Kreacher didn't have the slightest sense of crisis that he might be replaced, and just looked at him happily:
"Yes, young master, there are already two blood descendants in the old house. Kreacher is very sure that as long as there is another young master or young lady, there will definitely be a new elf born."

As he said that, Kreacher opened his eyes wide, and said with a little expectation: "So, young master, hurry up and get married and have children. Only by multiplying more blood can the family grow stronger!"

"???"

Kyle looked at Kreacher with a dark face.

In her previous life, she had no father or mother and escaped being urged to marry, but she didn't expect to be urged to marry at the age of fifteen in this life, and the one who urged her to marry was still a house-elf?

Moreover, this house elf not only urged marriage, but even urged to have a child.

When did the house elf business expand so widely?
This left Kyle speechless.

However, Kreacher, an old guy, didn't have any self-awareness. Instead, he looked at Kyle excitedly, as if waiting for his reply.

What can Kyle reply, let this old guy be a matchmaker and arrange a blind date?
Rolling his eyes helplessly, Kyle said angrily: "You old guy thinks too far. With this skill, you might as well go clean the old house again."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Kreacher to respond, he waved his hand, left a sentence of "I'm going back to school", and then disappeared in place.

Kreacher sighed regretfully, shrugged, and also left the terrace.

Kyle, who apparated to Hogsmeade, walked happily all the way back to the secret passage.

Cast a disillusionment spell at the gate of the castle, and then pushed the door open.

Behind the gate of the castle is a passage that is not too long, it is the passage where the little wizards waited for the sorting.

At the end of the passage is a gate with exquisite reliefs, behind which is the auditorium.

Although it was a very familiar passage on weekdays, Kyle walked more and more slowly, and even finally stopped at a position two meters away from the gate.

Because behind the door, there were two faint breathing sounds, obviously there were two people hiding.

Moreover, the two people behind the door obviously heard his movements, and suddenly slowed down their breathing.

Guessing the situation behind the door, Kyle clenched his wand, stepped back slowly, and deliberately made footsteps.

one step, two steps,

Snapped!
The closed door was violently pushed open by the people inside, and even slammed into the wall.

Taking advantage of the roar of the door opening, Kyle moved quickly.

Sure enough, as he expected, when he opened the door, a group passed through the position where he was just standing in a daze, but judging from the strength, it was obvious that he kept his hand.

Looking at the figure behind the door, Kyle raised his eyebrows.

As he guessed, it was two professors from the school.

One is Flitwick, and the other is his own professor.

At this time, the two were carefully looking at the corridor. Seeing this, Kyle lifted the illusion spell, and quickly said, "Professor, it's me!"

Judging by the looks of the two of them, if Kyle slowed down a bit, he would definitely faint again.

When the two professors saw Kyle's figure clearly, their expressions relaxed a little, but they still didn't let go of the wands they were holding tightly in their hands.

The two glanced at each other quickly, and Professor Snape said, "When did you learn your fuchsia?"

Kyle knew that he was ruling out the possibility of compound soup, so he quickly gave the answer: "The first day of special training!"

Hearing the answer, the professor nodded, but did not put away his wand, and continued to ask, "Where did you go tonight, who can prove it?"

Kyle raised his head strangely, looked at the professor's expression, and immediately understood what he meant.

The professor obviously guessed that he went to the place he would go every night.

From this point of view, this question was asked for Flitwick, or in other words, to reassure him.

Apparently something had happened to the castle in his absence at night.

(End of this chapter)