Hogwarts: I graduated before the system came

He felt that he couldn't stay here any longer, as he would be contaminated by Dobby. He quickly turned and walked towards the stairs.

Douglas looked at his back and said, "You have to believe that Harry can deal with anything Voldemort has."

Kreacher stopped and muttered, "I don't know what you are talking about..."

Sirius's impatient voice echoed from the room. "Don't pay attention to him. He's just an old fool. He's been in the Black family for who knows how many years. He's been obeying the orders of my crazy mother all these years. His mind is no longer clear. If you want to find something, go find it yourself. I said you can take anything in this room."

Lupin asked, "What did the You-Know-Who gave to Regulus that you care so much about? Is that thing in Kreacher's hands now?"

Douglas shook his head slowly and did not explain the problem.

He looked around and then walked in the other direction of the stairs. Kreacher, who had already reached the stairs, noticed Douglas's movements and stopped again, his eyes subconsciously glancing at the door of a room.

Douglas didn't look at the other rooms, but walked towards the place where Kreacher was looking.

The door had previously had a rather imposing little sign on it, with words written in neat handwriting in the deeply scratched paint underneath.

[Without my express permission

No Entry

Regulus o Arcturus o Black]?

Douglas waved his wand and Regulus's room opened.

Kreacher saw this and shouted in a hoarse voice: "How dare you, a mudblood, open the little master's room!"

If Kreacher had not seen the defensive magic on Douglas, he would have definitely thrown his magic at him, not to mention that the other party was the guest brought back by the last male member of the Black family.

Sirius, who was still in his room, rushed out angrily after hearing Kreacher's voice.

"You old bastard, did I ever tell you to get out of this house if you say those three words again?"

Kreacher gasped and sobbed, staring intently at Douglas's movements, but he continued to mutter, "Oh, poor old Kreacher didn't hear the master's order. Of course, whatever the master says is right."

As he spoke, Kreacher began to bang his head against the stair railing.

Douglas curled his lips. Even at this time, the old guy's mouth still stinks.

Then he waved his wand, and Kreacher immediately floated in the air, his limbs stiff, unable to move anything except his head.

Then he turned to Sirius and said helplessly: "Can't you be quiet for a while? I'm not anxious, why are you anxious?"

Sirius rolled his eyes at Douglas. "What on earth are you looking for? The whole house isn't big enough for you. Why did you come straight here? You won't like the things in his room."

Sirius didn't hear the conversation between the people in the room just now, and didn't understand why Douglas went directly to Regulus' room.

Harry hid behind Sirius and tried hard to suppress his laughter. Sirius had just told him in the room that this room not only had some magical traps, but also many magical items that looked normal but were very strange. Even if Douglas kept up his defensive magic, he would definitely suffer a great loss.

He had known Douglas for so long and had never seen him suffer a loss, so when Sirius set a trap for Douglas, he was ready to stand aside and watch the show.

But at this moment he still couldn't help but ask Sirius curiously: "Who is he you are talking about? Whose room is it?"

Sirius deadpanned, "Regulus, my brother."

Harry asked curiously, "Sirius, do you have a younger brother? Why haven't I heard you mention him? And where is he now?"

Sirius deadpanned, "Dead!"

Harry quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't know about this."

Sirius shook his head and said, "That stupid idiot, he joined the ranks of the Death Eaters. Didn't you investigate the Black family before? Don't you understand what kind of wizards my family are?"

Harry said sheepishly, "I'm sorry, but we didn't investigate that thoroughly. Are your... your parents also Death Eaters?"

Sirius shook his head and said, "No, I believe they believe Voldemort's ideas are correct. They all support maintaining the purity of wizarding bloodlines, getting rid of Muggle-borns, and allowing pure-bloods to quickly gain power. They are not unique. Before Voldemort revealed his true face, many people believed that his ideas were correct. However, when they discovered that he would do anything to gain power, they began to retreat in fear."

At this point, Sirius sneered and looked at Kreacher with disdain: "My parents must think that Regulus is a brave little hero for joining in from the beginning."

Kreacher didn't know whether it was because Douglas stopped him from punishing himself, or because he was sad about Sirius's attitude towards him. At this moment, tears were streaming down his face. After hearing Sirius's sneer, he still said: "Master Regulus is a hero, he is a hero. It was Kreacher who didn't do well. It was Kreacher..."

Sirius snorted disdainfully at Kreacher, then said to Harry: "See, everyone thinks he's a hero."

Harry opened his mouth, hesitated, and asked, "Was he killed by the Aurors?"

Kreacher, who was suspended in the air, was shaking even more violently. He seemed to want to say something, but he covered his mouth tightly.

Chapter 268: Fooling, then lying

Sirius sighed and said, "No, he was killed by Voldemort, or more likely at his behest. I doubt Regulus was important enough for Voldemort to kill him personally. From what I learned after his death, he was already in deep trouble. He was terrified of what he was being asked to do, and wanted to quit... What a ridiculous idea! He thought that submitting a resignation letter to Voldemort would be enough. Humph, it's either lifelong service or death."

Lupin said from the side: "I also have some understanding of this matter. Douglas, what exactly are you looking for? There is no information that the You-Know-Who gave anything to Regulus. Even if he did, then after Regulus's death, the You-Know-Who would definitely take it back, right?"

Sirius frowned and said, "What? Doug, you never mentioned this. Where did you hear this?"

Kreacher in mid-air covered his mouth tightly. He still didn't understand whether Douglas was talking about that incident. The Dark Lord had never rewarded Master Regulus with anything, but the master did steal the Dark Lord's things.

Only he knows this...

Douglas shook his head and said, "I need to talk to Kreacher alone."

After saying this, he waved towards Kreacher, who involuntarily flew towards Douglas, while Douglas pushed open the door to Regulus's room.

Regulus' bedroom was slightly smaller than Sirius's, but their decor was completely different. Sirius wanted to appear completely different from his family members, while Regulus emphasized his origins. The silver and green of Slytherin were everywhere, covering the bed, walls, and windows. The Black family crest and the motto "Forever Pure" were meticulously painted above the bed. Beneath the bed was a collection of yellowed bulletin boards, glued together to form a collage. They were all about Voldemort...

After the two entered the room, the door suddenly closed automatically, isolating the rest of the people outside. Sirius, who was about to follow in, almost bumped his nose.

Kreacher was still floating in mid-air, unable to move. He looked at the man in front of him with horror. He didn't understand what the man was trying to do, what did he know? That secret was clearly only known to him, so why did the man seem to be coming for it?

Douglas remained silent. Instead, he pulled out a magic radar from his pocket. After adjusting it briefly, he connected the radar's antennae to the wall of the room. Soon, the radar displayed the entire structure of the French Room. A red dot flickered in a room on the second floor.

Douglas said slowly: "Since entering this room, my magic props have been heating up, indicating that there is something here that I have been looking for.

Although I have never seen it, I know where it comes from and who made it. Don't look at me with that suspicious look.

Voldemort didn't just create that one. I destroyed two of them myself. I also created this magic item tracker, which displays the location of a magic item within a certain range.

I don't know why he is in the Black family's ancestral home. Maybe it's because Voldemort trusted Regulus too much and gave this thing to him.

But now that Voldemort is gone and Regulus is dead, will you give this thing to me? I know where it is, and I can get it myself.

But I still hope that you, Kreacher, the loyal house-elf of the Black family, will personally hand this thing to me."

If Douglas hadn't hoped that Kreacher would take him to the cave, he wouldn't have resorted to such tactics. You know, people become cunning with age, and house-elves are no exception. Otherwise, this guy wouldn't have deliberately misinterpreted Sirius's intentions and betrayed Harry and Sirius's relationship to Voldemort.

Kreacher said excitedly, "I don't know how Master knew this, but Kreacher wanted to help Master Regulus. Kreacher did not fulfill Master's request. He failed to carry out Master's orders."

At this moment, Kreacher twisted his head frantically, trying to punish himself, but it was useless. After struggling for a while, he gave up and drooped his head, muttering to himself: "

"It was a locket, Master Regulus's locket... Can you truly destroy that thing? Kreacher tried countless times. Kreacher could not leave a mark on it. Kreacher tried everything, everything, but not one, not one, succeeded...

The box was enchanted with a powerful spell, and Kreacher believed it could only be destroyed from the inside, but he could not open it. He punished himself and tried again, and then punished himself again and tried again, but Kreacher failed to carry out Master Regulus's command and could not destroy the locket.

The mistress was mad with grief because Master Regulus had disappeared, and Kreacher could not tell him what had happened, not because Master Regulus had forbidden him to tell his family about what had happened in the cave.

Douglas smiled understandingly and said, "Yes, you are right, but I am not from the Black family, am I? I can help you..."

Kreacher looked at Douglas with a complicated expression. He didn't trust the Mudblood before him, and he was even more worried that he would actually trust this Mudblood and ask for his help. The Black family's values ​​wouldn't allow him to do that...

Douglas continued:

"You don't have to believe me. I told you I could just take that thing away. You'll only punish yourself madly because you discovered you've lost Regulus's last wish. In the end, you'll even become an unforgivable member of the Black family for not completing his orders. You've brought shame upon Regulus, and you haven't let the world know that he was once a hero...fellow countryman...er, I mean old Kreacher. You have to believe that I'm here to help you, and also to help Regulus, to fulfill his last wish..."

Kreacher looked at Douglas in surprise: "You...how do you know that was Master Regulus's last wish? How do you know that Master Regulus died because of the locket? Who are you? Why do you know all this?"

Douglas said speechlessly, "Didn't you just say that? Regulus is missing, and Regulus didn't let you tell your family. Oh, and you also told me about what happened in the cave."

Kreacher lowered his head and said nothing, a look of heavy frustration on his face. He didn't know why he said all this to the Mudblood in front of him. He would rather tell that Harry Potter, at least he really did defeat the Dark Lord...

After a while, Kreacher raised his head and looked at Douglas with his bloodshot eyes wide open. This reaction made Douglas feel puzzled.

If it weren't for the fact that house-elves are sensitive to some magic, he really planned to use Legilimency to see what this guy was thinking about.

Kreacher lowered his head and muttered, "Hey...this gentleman wants Kreacher to get Master Regulus's locket for him, but he won't remove the magic from Kreacher. Kreacher wonders if someone like him can really open the locket? Can he really destroy it?"

This time it was Douglas' turn to be embarrassed. He had been waiting for the other party to untie the pendant and put it into the locket, but he forgot that he had cast a spell on the other party.

Chapter 269 Kreacher's Story

After opening the door, everyone saw Kreacher stumbling downstairs, as if he would fall and roll down the stairs in the next second.

Before anyone could ask, Douglas made the arrangements: "Dobby, take Lupin and Harry home first, and then teleport them to Hogsmeade.

Lupin, after you send Harry back to school, go find Dumbledore and bring him here. We may have to go to another place for our Christmas party today."

Xiao Tian asked anxiously, "Is it related to Regulus?"

Douglas glanced at him and said, "You'll know in a moment. By the way, Dobby, come back after you send them both off. I have something else to tell you."

Dobby bowed to Douglas, then took both Lupin and Harry's arms, and Lupin didn't refuse.

But Harry quickly said, "Wait, why can't I join?"

Douglas didn't answer him, but looked at him and emphasized, "Go back to Hogwarts and spend Christmas peacefully. Don't discuss what's happening here."

Harry saw Douglas' serious expression and immediately changed his tone. "I mean, can I take a Muggle car back by myself... the feeling of Apparition..."

Before he could finish his words, he felt something fly into his mouth.

"Put it in your mouth and swallow it if you feel any discomfort later. Dobby, hurry up."

Before Harry could say anything else, there was a familiar snap and the three of them disappeared from the room.

Apparently the Black family home wasn't protected against house-elves' magic either.

Sirius looked at Douglas with a cold face and said, "Now that they are gone, can you speak?"

Douglas shook his head and said, "Don't worry. After I get the things, just stand aside and don't say anything. Don't try to stop him. Let Kreacher finish what he said. By the time he finishes, Dumbledore and the others will be here. Remember, don't interrupt him or interfere with him. You can't just pretend you don't exist and hide aside."

Soon Kreacher was seen stumbling towards a locket and climbing to the fifth floor again.

Sirius snatched the locket from Kreacher's hand, took a look at it, and said in surprise:

"This is Salazar Slytherin's thing. How did it get here? Kreacher, tell me, what is the relationship between this thing and Regulus and Voldemort?"

Kreacher was frightened by Sirius's last voice, and his head shrank back, shaking his head. Regulus had told him not to tell anyone in the Black family about this.

Douglas took the locket from Sirius. Besides the Slytherin symbol, there was a mysterious symbol on it. It was an ancient runestone. He glared at Sirius and whispered, "Stop talking!"

Then he quickly tapped Sirius' head with his wand, and soon Sirius disappeared from the room.

Sirius, who was under the Disillusionment Charm, glared at Douglas. He didn't understand what the other party was trying to do.

Douglas smiled and looked at Kreacher, who was sitting on the cold floor. He said kindly, "Now let's talk business. You see, there are only two of us here."

Kreacher widened his bloodshot eyes, glanced at the place where Sirius disappeared, and then looked at Douglas. He muttered, "It's over. Kreacher really trusted the wrong person. I shouldn't have trusted a..."

Douglas sneered, "You'd better hold back what you're saying. Regulus's order is not to tell anyone in the Black family, but there's only you and me here now. How others knew about it has nothing to do with you. Let's talk about this pendant and Regulus."

Kreacher curled up into a ball, tears dripping down his face and falling onto his knees. His head began to sway from side to side, and he said in a low voice:

"Master Sirius ran away. Actually, it's a good thing that he left. He was a bad boy. His actions brought shame to the Black family and broke my mistress's heart. But Master Regulus is different. He understands what the Black family name and pure bloodline mean."

Suddenly, a disdainful snort was heard in the air, and Douglas snorted coldly towards the source of the sound.

Kreacher seemed not to hear the noise and continued:

"Master Regulus joined the Dark Lord's organization at the age of sixteen. He was very happy and proud... A year later, Master Regulus found Kreacher and said that he had always liked Kreacher, but the Dark Lord needed an elf...

Master Regulus said that it would be an honor for both Kreacher and himself to be able to offer him to the Dark Lord, so Kreacher must do everything for the Dark Lord and then return home.

Kreacher sobbed violently again. "Then Kreacher met the Dark Lord. He took Kreacher to a cave. There was a huge black lake in the big cave."

When he said this, Kreacher's voice began to tremble, as if he was recalling a horrible experience.

"There was... there was a boat, and there was an island. On the island was a stone basin filled with potions. The... the Dark Lord made Kreacher drink the potions. Kreacher drank it, and while drinking it, he saw many horrible scenes. Kreacher also felt that his internal organs were on fire. Kreacher shouted for Master Regulus to save him, and for the mistress, but the Dark Lord just laughed. He forced Kreacher to drink all the potions, then dropped a locket into the empty basin and filled it up with potions again. Finally, the Dark Lord himself sailed away, leaving Kreacher on the island."

Sirius's voice suddenly appeared again, and he shouted loudly:

"What about this locket? Why is it here? Is it because you stole it back that Voldemort killed Regulus? Speak, I command you to speak, I command you to tell me everything..."

Kreacher just kept crying and shaking his head. His sobs were getting louder and louder, and Sirius was getting more and more angry. If Douglas hadn't stopped him, Sirius would have grabbed Kreacher directly...

Just when the situation was at a stalemate, a familiar sound reappeared, and Dobby appeared beside Douglas.

"Boss, Dobby has already sent Mr. Lupin and Harry Potter to Hogsmeade. Boss, is there anything else you would like Dobby to do?"

Douglas said softly, "Thank you for your hard work. Please wait a moment."

Kreacher suddenly raised his head, looked at Dobby, and said in a trembling voice: "How dare you, a dirty traitor, appear directly in the noble Black family..."

Douglas coughed and said, "Kreacher, this is not the time for us to discuss this. Let's continue talking about Regulus."

As Douglas finished speaking, Kreacher returned to sobbing and said with a sob: "No, it's not something that can be cut off. It's not Kreacher's..."