HP: Let professors walk towards the light

Old Bee, I can’t sit in this position of dean for even one more day.

Haha, you gave Gryffindor 160 extra points for the final exam. For the House Cup, why don't you just give it to McGonagall? You're still talking about fearless courage. That's really admirable.

That was pure recklessness! Potter almost paid the price for his recklessness! That was Voldemort! Instead of warning Potter to be careful, Dumbledore rewarded him.

Forget about rewarding him, but if a principal uses this method to forcibly change the point ranking at the year-end dinner, I would just look for the point system and change it so that whoever can please the principal gets the college cup.

Scheming old bee!

"Was Slytherin overtaken in the same way last time in the first year?" I asked Hermalena.

“Um… this…” She hesitated, but the answer was already obvious.

"Very good, very good, excellent—"

Angry? Impossible, how could I be angry about something like this? It's not worth mentioning at all.

"Where is the second Horcrux?" It's better to get down to business.

"Are you going to destroy the Horcruxes?" She blinked her eyes, which were as big as an owl.

"Of course, your great professor went to save your sweetheart. Aren't you happy?"

"Uh... open, be happy..."

I read confusion in her expression, but it's okay, I didn't see it.

"Let's go and make good use of this holiday." Avada Kedavra was ready.

"Have you spoken to Dumbledore?"

Don't mention Dumbledore to me! I glared at her, saying she was so tactless.

"What I mean is, didn't you say before that Dumbledore knew about this? So I thought we should communicate to avoid any information differences..." Her voice became smaller and smaller.

Tsk, none of them are worry-free.

"we'll talk about it then!"

"Okay, I'll listen to you!"

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On the main street of Grimmauld Place.

"There it is, between 11 and 13—the old Black house."

"Are you sure that Slytherin's locket is in the possession of the old elf?"

"Of course, Regulus, who was once a Death Eater, betrayed you, Voldemort, so he secretly took it away. The one in the cave now is a fake that he put there."

It’s great, it feels like having the standard answer in hand.

"Let's go then."

……

"Squeak-"

The dilapidated door made a sound like it was about to fall apart. The moment the door opened, dust was raised at the entrance, and I heard Hermalena cough twice.

Really dirty place.

"Cleaned up."

"Ah!!! Outsiders broke into Black's house! Get out, get out of my house, ugly person, half-blood! Traitor! Get out! Kreacher!!"

It was so noisy. There was a portrait of a lady on the inside of the porch, but the lady had gone crazy and had smashed her hairstyle and furniture everywhere.

"Who are you? How dare you break into Blake's house?"

An old elf with bloodshot eyes and a fat nose shouted, and its voice sounded just like a bullfrog.

"Get out of here! I'm going to kick you all out!" He swept around with a long stick.

"Kreacher, don't you recognize me?"

Hermalena came forward alone and it looked like she had a solution.

"who are you?"

"Are you old and confused? I am the head of Tallos." In an instant, I felt that Hermarena's temperament changed, becoming more solemn and indifferent. Sure enough, people who have experienced things have a different aura, unlike Potter.

"Master? Distinguished guest, old Kreacher is old. Please forgive old Kreacher's mistakes. I apologize to you."

The old guy immediately changed his attitude and now he wanted to bury his head in the floor.

"Clean up a living room. I have something important to tell you about your master, Regulus Black."

Old Kreacher's eyes suddenly widened like a toad, and then he began to cry uncontrollably and nodded tremblingly.

"The master's business... the master's business. Old Kreacher is going to clean up the house for the distinguished guest. Old Kreacher is going right away."

Then it disappeared.

"Kreacher!! Where have you been! Get them out of here, I won't allow anyone to enter my house! Kreacher--"

I simply waved my wand and pulled the curtain in front of the picture frame, and the woman's voice disappeared.

"Who is that?"

Hermalena looked like she should know.

"He was Sirius and Regulus' mother, a huge pure-blood fan," she said.

"She's like a madman now." This is my evaluation of her.

Old Kreacher quickly cleaned up the place. Hermalena and I sat on the sofa in the living room. It stood in front of us blankly, with a bald head and a bunch of white hair on its ears that swayed as it sobbed.

"Take out what your master gave you." Hermalena went straight to the point.

"What? No, the master didn't give me anything!"

It finally stopped crying.

"Kreacher, I know that Regulus gave Voldemort's things to you for safekeeping. This is what he told us. Now the time has come. We have to destroy it." Lena looked at me and motioned for me to speak.

"Regulus Black, a former Death Eater, stole Slytherin's locket from the cave that Voldemort hid and gave it to you, right?"

"Yes, it is."

"I also know that he even replaced it with a fake one."

"You are right." It trembled and almost fell down.

"Kreacher." Reina took over the conversation, "You have to believe us, that is an ominous thing, Regulus told him the plan before taking action. And I know that you have been looking for a way to destroy it, but you can't do it no matter what, right?"

"Yes... the master asked old Kreacher to destroy it, but old Kreacher disappointed the master. Old Kreacher should commit suicide to atone for his sins -"

He began banging his head on the ground, a common trait among house-elves.

"Listen, you don't have to commit suicide. Give me the locket, and we'll return it to you after we destroy it. It was left to you by your master. In addition, I can agree to one condition -"

Old Kreacher seemed to begin to waver.

"I swear in the name of Tallos that I will take Regulus' body out of the Inferi and bury it properly." Reina said solemnly.

Bring his remains out of the Inferi? How dare she say that! Those were Voldemort's army of Inferi!

"I'll give it to you! You've already made a vow and can't go back on your word. I'll give it to you." Old Kreacher said excitedly, as if he was afraid that we would go back on our word.

It snapped its fingers. A necklace appeared around its neck, and it pulled it out with its hands. It looked like it should be Slytherin's locket.