Fantastic Creatures Trainer at Hogwarts

"Whatever." Sirius didn't care much about anything in the ancestral house. Even Kreacher, as long as he didn't harm his life, he didn't bother to pay attention. He immediately stuck out his neck and shouted, "Kreacher!"

But I just finished yelling.

The curtains on the window were blown open again, and the portrait of Walburga Black was revealed again, and she immediately let out a scream.

"ah--"

"You...you are a prodigal son, a disgrace to the family, the evil son of me, how dare you bring those dirty bastards and freaks into my family's mansion, get out, get out quickly -"

Screams accompanied by Walburga's portrait.

The portraits of the Black family that were posted everywhere seemed to wake up from hibernation one by one, and they also screamed and echoed:

"Bad breed, freak, bastard..."

"Get out..."

Sirius's face turned pale, and he rushed out. He was in front of the window almost instantly, tugging at the curtain with all his strength: "Shut up, you damn old witch, did you hear what I said? Shut up!"

"You bastard, how dare you tell your mother to shut up, you..."

"You're just a portrait, idiot!" Sirius didn't bother to argue with her. He tugged hard and pulled the curtain back up.

And lost sight.

Walburga's portrait cursed for a while and finally stopped.

Ringo and Harry looked at this scene in surprise.

After the pause.

The two of them looked at each other and "seemed" to understand why Sirius was unwilling to return to his ancestral home.

"Is this?" But Ringo still followed his curious style.

"My dear mother." Sirius sneered, "I have always wanted to take it off, but who knows, she seems to have recited a permanent sticking spell behind the canvas. As long as there is a loud sound here, the curtain will be removed.

Shake it open."

"You can make the curtains stronger." Ringo gave a suggestion and pointed to the second floor, "Here, is that Kreacher?"

Hear the words.

Sirius looked towards the second floor.

At the corner of the stairs.

An old house elf held a dirty rag in his hand, and looked at everyone coldly with his big light-bulb eyes, still muttering curses: "The disgusting little master disturbed the mistress's rest for the sake of a bastard, it's really

It's stupid and disgusting..."

"Kreacher!" Sirius frowned, "Shut up."

"Okay, little master." Kreacher bowed very politely, but after bowing, the curse words took shape again, "Who does he think the traitor of his family is? How dare he yell at the loyal old Kreacher,

If the hostess finds out about this, she will sweep them off the street..."

Sirius:"……"

He was helpless.

After thinking about it, he still didn't scold him anymore, but said to Ringo: "Where is the Boggart you mentioned?"

"The living room on the second floor."

"Then come here and prepare a box or suitcase." Sirius walked up to the second floor, and when he passed Kreacher, he said coldly, "Shut up, you old man, come here and follow me to the living room.

"

Kreacher muttered and followed slowly.

It didn't take long.

The elf family of three people stood in front of the desk in the living room on the second floor.

La la la...

Listening to the sound coming from under the desk.

Sirius's eyes narrowed: "This voice is indeed the same as the Boggart voice I heard when I was in school."

"While at school?" Harry looked confused.

"Yes, Harry, according to normal teaching, the third-year Defense Against the Dark Arts class will teach how to deal with Boggarts. According to the introduction, this is a kind of non-being that transcends life and death and can be transformed into anything nearby.

The things that people are afraid of are not what they look like when they are alone." Sirius took Harry back a little, "Because as long as you see it, it will become the thing you are most afraid of. Of course, it is harmful.

Sexuality is not high, you only need to chant the mantra 'Funny' and think about turning it into something funny to defeat it."

"So it's a good thing, but unfortunately, with the degree of work-related injuries of our Defense Against the Dark Arts professors, we may not be able to learn these contents well." Lin Ge complained with a smile, then clicked his chin, "Is that all right?

Sirius."

He opened the box and prepared for arrest.

"Okay." Sirius looked at Kreacher, "Kreacher, open this cabinet."

Kreacher muttered.

Holding the dirty rag in his hand, he was pretending to be cleaning.

Didn't seem to hear it.

"Kreacher! Open that cabinet!" Sirius said in a serious tone.

This time.

Kreacher can't pretend anymore.

It looked reluctant: "There is something dangerous inside. Old Kreacher is old and is afraid of it."

"Haha, there is something you are afraid of? How interesting. Are you still afraid that your head will not be nailed to the wooden board on the wall after death?" Sirius sneered, "If you don't go, I swear you won't be nailed!

"

"Old Kreacher doesn't want to go..."

"Are you going to disobey my order? But unfortunately, you can't disobey it. I am now the last and only male of the Black family." Sirius frowned. He seemed to have sensed something, so that it was no longer just to satisfy Lin.

Instead, he solemnly pointed there again, "Kreacher, I, Sirius Black, order you to open this cabinet now."

"Yes, little master."

No matter how old Kreacher was, he didn't like Sirius.

The nature of a house elf will not change. Under the order of its "master", no matter how reluctant it is, it can only bite the bullet and walk slowly, slowly.

Open the cabinet.

——Even if it closed its eyes when opening the cabinet.

but……

The moment it opens.

The Boggart inside the cabinet has changed:

In a dark cave, countless inferi emerged from the water and pounced on the man on the island in the middle of the lake - that man was handsome, with black hair and black eyes, and looked very similar to Sirius.

And outside the cave.

A house elf desperately held a locket. No matter how it performed magic, the locket remained intact.

In the end, the black-haired man was killed by the Inferi, but the locket was still intact...

This scene.

Sirius was completely stunned and couldn't help shouting: "Regulus?"

As soon as these words came out.

Kreacher finally couldn't help opening his eyes and saw the scene conjured by the Boggart. The next moment, he screamed: "No - little master, no! Old Kreacher will not do this. Little master, you can't die."

, Old Kreacher will definitely destroy the locket, will definitely..."

Swish!

Three eyes fell on Kreacher.

Ringo and Harry were more at a loss, but Sirius was shocked: "What do you mean? Kreacher, how did Regulus die? And the locket, what is that?"

What does it mean? Kreacher..."

pity.

Kreacher was already occupied by the fear in front of him. He was so dazed that he could only scream and paid no attention to him.

And at this time...

Ringo thought of something just right: "Regulus? It's written in the family tree. He has been dead for many years. By the way, he is your biological brother, Sirius."

"Yes, a stupid idiot who joined the Death Eaters very early and was killed by a mysterious man or his subordinates." Sirius clenched his fists, "But it doesn't seem like that?"

"Harry, pull Kreacher away, don't let him go crazy." Ringo pulled out his wand, "I'll deal with the Boggart."

"No, let me do it." Sirius stopped Ringo, and then walked up to the Boggart while Harry was pulling Kreacher.

Snapped!

Boggart changes:

A man shrouded in darkness, like a demon, pointed his wand at a young couple and the child in their arms.

Then he waved a lightning-like gesture.

A green light penetrated the three people...

"——"Funny"" Sirius frowned and chanted.

next moment.

The black-robed demon god turned into a clown, and the "Avada Kedavra" he shot became fireworks, blooming in front of a family of three.

"Ringo!" he yelled.

"I know." Ringo had already opened the box and waved his wand at the Boggart.

——"The Boggart is coming"

Whoosh!

The Boggart, who had been subdued by the curse, did not put up much resistance. He was immediately pulled into the box by the curse, and was then covered by Ringo.

And after doing all this.

The three people immediately turned their attention to Kreacher.

This old guy is still indulging in the fear just now, trembling all over, and still mumbling: "Little master, you will not die, Kreacher will come to save you after destroying the locket..."

"Kreacher." Sirius called, "I order you to answer my question, how did Regulus die?"

Kreacher was still talking.

"He was frightened and confused..." Harry was worried.

But Ringo laughed: "Don't worry, Harry, don't forget that you are the owner of a potion shop in front of you. If you are frightened, it doesn't matter. You can use tranquilizers and refreshing drugs..."

He took out two bottles of magic potion and handed them over: "Feed it."

——Of course he will not serve Kreacher.

Fortunately.

Harry didn't take it seriously and hurriedly fed two bottles of potion to Kreacher. After waiting for a while, Kreacher's rapid breathing and constant nagging calmed down.

"Kreacher, let me ask you, how did Regulus die? What is the locket? Where is it? Did you not destroy it?" Sirius asked again, "As the last heir of the Black family, I order you to answer.

!”

"Little Master..." Kreacher trembled, but he finally woke up and did not get sick again. He just looked sad, "Little Master is dead. He, he was killed by a mysterious man using magic."

"Voldemort?" Harry was shocked.

"He is a Death Eater, the most loyal kind. Why did the mysterious man kill him?" Sirius grabbed Kreacher's clothes.

"Because, because the young master discovered the secret of the mysterious man, he wants to withdraw, but he cannot let his family know, otherwise the mysterious man will blame him. He is trying to protect the family..."

"What secret was discovered?"

"Locket!" Kreacher fumbled on his body in panic, "The secret of the mysterious man's immortality——"

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