Harry Potter and the Temple of Tales

Kreacher had calmed down and wiped the wet corners of his eyes with his dirty rags.

It sat up, curled up into a ball, put its wet face between its knees, and began to rock back and forth. When it spoke, its voice was very muffled, but it was still very clear in this quiet, empty kitchen.

"Master Regulus is very well-educated. He knows the blood and surname of the Black family. For many years, he has been talking about the Dark Lord, teaching wizards to no longer hide, and to openly resist Muggles and Muggle-born people.

That is, when he was 16 years old, he joined the Dark Lord's organization, what an honor and how proud he was."

"Huh, he is the only one who feels honored. He never knows what he is doing." Sirius looked like he hated iron.

"No, of course it is an extremely glorious thing to serve the Dark Lord. Even the hostess said that Master Regulus is the most promising person in the Black family." Kreacher protested, but Sirius shook his head roughly.

He shook his hand.

"I'm not interested in hearing you talk about Voldemort. Tell me what happened next."

"About a year later, Master Regulus came to the cupboard to find Kreacher. The master had always liked Kreacher, but that day, the master told Kreacher..."

"what did he say?"

Kreacher suddenly became excited and danced, seemingly very happy.

"He said the Dark Lord wanted a house elf!"

"Voldemort wants a house elf? Why does he need a house elf?" Sirius looked surprised, and Harry shook his head. Voldemort had never looked down on house elves. If one day someone said he needed a house elf, that would definitely be the case.

Extremely absurd things.

Of course, I'm afraid only Louis knows what's going on here.

"Well, yes." Kreacher shook his head, "The young master recommended Kreacher. This is an honor. The young master said that this is an honor for him and Kreacher. Kreacher must go to the Dark Lord to do something, and then

,go back...home."

Kreacher shook even harder, with sobs in his voice.

"Later, Kreacher came to the Dark Lord. The Dark Lord didn't tell Kreacher what he wanted to do. He took Kreacher to a cave. There was a cave above the cave with a large black lake inside."

Kreacher's voice was hoarse, which made people feel a little shuddering. Everyone did not move, quietly waiting for Kreacher's story.

"There is a boat over there. The Dark Lord took Kreacher across the Black Lake and came to an extremely small island. There was a pot full of potion on it. The Dark Lord asked, and Kreacher drank all the potion...

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"Kreacher drank, and when he drank, he saw something terrible... Kreacher's body felt like it was on fire... Kreacher cried out for Master Regulus to save him. He cried out to the mistress,

But the Dark Lord just laughed... He told Kreacher to drink all the potions... He put a box in the empty basin... He filled it with more potions."

"Is this the thing?" Sirius pointed to the locket, "And, Kreacher, you haven't said how it ended up in the Black family."

"Then the Dark Lord left, leaving Kreacher alone on the island."

"Kreacher wanted to drink water, so he climbed to the edge of the lake. There were many dead hands there, dragging Kreacher down into the lake."

Louis' scalp went numb after hearing this. Although he knew this story, it was still a bit scary to hear it from the elf's mouth.

"Then, Kreacher, how did you come back?" Sirius asked.

"The master asked Kreacher to go home, and Kreacher came back," Kreacher said.

"No, I want to know how you came back?" Sirius asked hurriedly. That area was full of Inferi, and since there was a boat, it was definitely impossible to apparate there.

"Regulus said he wanted Kreacher to come home." Kreacher repeated the words again. He didn't understand why Sirius couldn't understand.

"I know, but..."

"Obviously it Apparated, Sirius." Louis interrupted, "The magic of house elves is completely different from that of wizards. Voldemort looks down on house elves. He never takes them seriously, and naturally he will not restrict them.

They use magic."

"Moreover, for house elves, the master's orders are the supreme orders."

Like the vast majority of wizards, they naturally do not take the strength of house elves seriously, and this is demonstrated very well at Hogwarts.

When Hogwarts was founded, magic was set up to prohibit wizards from apparating, but house elves could come and go freely there.

It was understandable that Sirius later fell into trouble with his own elf.

"Yes, the highest law for house elves is the master's order. Master Regulus asked Kreacher to go home, and Kreacher went home." Kreacher said in a singing voice.

"After you got home, did you tell Regulus about this?" Sirius continued to ask.

"Yes, Master Regulus was very worried. He told Kreacher not to tell anyone, including his own family." Kreacher said hoarsely, "Then he told Kreacher to hide and not leave the house."

"After some time, the young master came to the closet to look for Kreacher. Kreacher could see that the young master was strange and different from usual. His spirit seemed to be very confused. He wanted to

Kreacher took him to the cave, to the cave where Kreacher had been with the Dark Lord..."

Louis sighed, what was supposed to come came anyway, an aging house elf and a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy who looked more like Sirius came to the dark cave.

"He asked you to drink the poison, right? Huh, very typical Black style." Sirius mocked, not feeling that he was mocking his family at all.

"No, it's not." Kreacher shook his head, tears streaming down his big eyes again.

"Master Regulus took out the same locket as the Dark Lord's." Kreacher cried even harder as he said this. "He wants Kreacher to take it with him. Once the food bowl is empty, it must be replaced."

."

"He ordered Kreacher... to leave... and no one was allowed to say anything about... anything that happened in this cave... and then... he drank up the potion... Kreacher changed the locket... and watched helplessly

I watched...Master Regulus...being dragged into the water."

"What?!" Sirius stood up suddenly, "Kreacher, how could you let Regulus die there? You could obviously save him, why not save him! He is still a child!

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