HP in the name of Slytherin

Little Barty kept saying "My dad is sick", as if he and his dad were at odds with each other, but when Mr. Crouch fainted, his body caught the fallen old man faster than his head. , and almost fell down with his father.

Fortunately, the house elf arrived in time, thinking that Catherine was an enemy, and helped Crouch, who had fainted, while carefully protecting the father and son behind him.

"Miss Catherine, this..." Little Barty didn't expect that Catherine would suddenly take action.

"He is indeed controlled, look at his hands." Catherine pointed at Crouch.

When he put his hands in his pockets, Catherine noticed a tendency to hold them, so she quickly interrupted.

Little Barty took a closer look and saw that his good father's wand was about to fall out. He let go of the old man with a straight face.

The house elf looked at little Barty and then at Catherine. When little Barty saw her dumbfounded look, he grabbed her by the back of her collar and said, "You are not allowed to go to my mother."

"Master, master fainted. The little master didn't let Twinkle go to the mistress." The elf held his head as if in confusion.

"Your mother looks okay?" Catherine asked little Barty.

Little Barty frowned and said coldly: "Probably not. She doesn't care about anything. She only cares about dressing up and my father's work."

Tom walked over to Crouch while the two were talking, pulled open both of his sleeves and looked at him. He was completely relieved after confirming that there were no tattoos like Abraxas's.

Catherine said to little Barty: "Go to my place?"

Isn't Catherine's place Tom's place?

Little Barty nodded hurriedly, and at the same time warned the house elf named Winky: "I'm taking dad out, but you can't tell my mom, we will be back later."

The elf was so frightened that she burst into tears, but for some unknown reason, she did not go to find the mistress she mentioned.

Catherine thought for a few seconds, then slowly came to Twinkle, knelt down and looked into her tennis ball-sized eyes, "Please take us to Hammersmith, can you? Twinkle."

The elf opened his eyes wide and nodded vigorously. Tears fell from his eyes, and no new tears came out. "Yes, Winky can take the master, the little master and the little master's friends to Hammersmith!"

It seems that as long as I take her with me, she won't be bothered.

Catherine understood and patted little Barty who was still a little confused: "It should be your father's order."

Little Barty was stunned and subconsciously asked: "What?"

Although Tom has never come into contact with house elves, he has read enough books. He has also studied this species that can use different magic through books for a while.

Seeing Catherine checking Crouch, Tom explained for her: "A house elf will only listen to his master's words. Otherwise, he is a person who has been told by his master."

So in theory, Winky should go to the hostess to report this matter. The reason she didn't do that is that Crouch told her at some point that apart from him, Winky should obey Little Barty's orders. Finally, there is Mrs. Crouch.

Little Barty pursed his lips tightly and let out an unknown "hum" for a while.

"There are no tracking or eavesdropping spells, let's go." Catherine said to Barty and Winky.

Twinkle asked for the specific address and saw little Barty holding one of Crouch's hands. Catherine and Tom also held the other arm respectively. They put their thin little hands on Crouch's shoulders and silently used teleportation magic.

The Apparition was much smoother than that of human wizards. Almost in the blink of an eye, several people arrived inside Helbo Castle.

With Catherine as the master, there was no movement at all in the castle's defense circle. Twinkle was about to help carry the unconscious Crouch in, but in a blink of an eye he saw another elf in the courtyard.

She was startled, her big eyes blinked, and she stared at Amy. After a moment, she frowned and looked timidly at Catherine, and then moved closer to Barty.

Catherine guessed that she saw the problem with Amy. Elf magic was indeed different from that of human wizards, and their magic tolerances were also different. Some magics that human wizards could not bear, but house elves could.

Of course, Amy also paid the price of soul damage when traveling through time and space through the Veil. She was recruited from Hogwarts when Katherine first traveled through. Amy heard that her surname was Slytherin. I was very excited and enthusiastic about choosing to work for Catherine.

Despite being a bit nervous at times, she did very well in everything Catherine asked her to do.

"The basement has been tidied up, Miss Catherine." She didn't care about Twinkle's timidity and went over to help Crouch into the basement.

Twinkle was extremely frightened. On one side was the unconscious master, and on the other was the young master who was determined to have his own way. She desperately held on to the two Crouches, as if she would run away immediately if something went wrong.

Catherine had no choice but to explain to her: "Amy traveled through time and space with me, so there will be some traces of forbidden magic on her body, don't worry."

Compared to Twinkle's cowering and scared look, when Catherine said this, Amy proudly puffed up her small chest and was very proud of her.

"This, this castle..." Twinkle was still very scared, but under Barty's unhappy glare, she could only express her worries, "This castle is alive, little master, Twinkle can't help it... …”

She was not only afraid of the strange magic traces on Amy's body, but also worried that she would not be able to protect the two owners after entering this strange castle.

Creatures like house elves...

"This castle is a part of Helbo's body that has changed." Catherine raised her left hand that had not moved much. On her wrist was a basilisk with a small milk bottle wrapped around its tail, sipping goat's milk and sleeping soundly.

Twinkle was startled again, but after taking a closer look at Haierbo, she seemed to be relieved, "Yes, it's a god!"

She put her hands on top of her head, knelt down and made a very strange salute.

This confused Catherine. Little Barty was even more curious and lightly kicked Twinkle's foot, "What do you mean?"

"Xingxin's great-great-great-great-grandfather once served an avatar," she glanced at Haierpo cautiously with her big eyes, her voice lowered a bit, "Xingxin remembers the aura of the avatar."

Catherine asked: "Which of your grandfathers worked at Hogwarts?"

Twinkle nodded cautiously, "Yes."

Tom glanced at Catherine. Apparently, the god in Hogwarts was the one who recalled Halbo's aura after seeing Halbo with his own eyes.

"So you're not worried anymore, right?" Catherine didn't expect such a coincidence. Unfortunately, Shining's grandfather probably didn't leave much information. His bloodline allowed Shining to remember Haierbo's aura, but more importantly, Shining had no clues.

The elf nodded respectfully, his attitude now much better than when he was shocked and business-like at the beginning.

In fact, Twinkle vaguely remembered that her great-great-great-great-grandfather left a small notebook in which he recorded some things about the gods he served, but where did he put it... Twinkle couldn't remember it for a moment.