Hogwarts: Oops, I'm Voldemort

Sirius was leaning on the back of the seat, with his feet crossed on the desk, looking very comfortable.

It was a rare and interesting thing for him to teach his good friend a Defense Against the Dark Arts class for one week every month. Not only could he get along with his godson up close, but the other students in the castle also made him feel very friendly.

Sirius especially liked the Weasley twins. He felt that these two people had the same style as himself and James Potter.

It's a pity that such a happy time only lasts one week per month. Sirius was thinking about whether he should also apply to Dumbledore to be a Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher when the school year is over.

Sirius had also heard the rumor that this course was cursed, but he didn't pay much attention to it. According to Dumbledore, as long as he resigned and left before the end of the school year, there would be no problems.

The more he thought about it, the more feasible it seemed to him. A Defense Against the Dark Arts office was better than his messy home.

"Speaking of home, I forgot to tell Lupine that he should go cleaning with me..."

While Sirius was talking to himself, Lupine opened the door and walked in.

"Why do you want me to clean up with you?" Lu Ping asked gently. There was a faint scar on his face, but it did not make him look ferocious. He always looked relaxed and peaceful. smile.

"Clean my house." Sirius didn't look like he was bothering anyone else at all. He jumped off the chair unceremoniously and hooked his arm around Lupine's shoulders. "You also know the situation at my house. That shabby room has been clean for a long time. There have been people living there, God knows how dirty it is inside?”

"Who's better than the Shrieking Shack?" Lupine asked with a smile.

"Of course it's the Shrieking Shack!" Sirius said matter-of-factly, "That's a famous attraction! How about you going there this time and not being discovered by anyone who comes there because of its reputation?"

Lupine's eyes flickered for a moment, and then he smiled and said: "You also know how long it has been abandoned there. People have long ignored it, not to mention that I won't howl now."

"That's right." Sirius seemed to be sighing, and then said, "Then this weekend, we will clean up the foxy people in the house and clean it completely, so that Harry can come over and talk to him during the summer vacation. We live together.”

"Nice idea."

Sirius patted Lupine on the shoulder:

"This weekend, don't forget, the address is No. 12 Grimmauld Place. I haven't been back for a long time. I have to go and make some preparations first."

Then he walked briskly out of the office under Lupine's soft gaze.

After Sirius left, "Lupin's" expression became gloomy.

"Let me help you clean up, I really belong to you, Sirius!" Little Barty, disguised as Lupin, sneered, but it was really hard for him to refuse this, otherwise Sirius might become suspicious.

It is said to be the weekend, but in fact it will be three or two days later.

Little Barty received a letter from Sirius on Thursday, and as soon as classes ended on Friday, he came to Grimmauld Place.

"12 Grimmauld Place."

Thinking of this address in my mind, a shabby door appeared out of nowhere between numbers 11 and 13, and then dirty walls and spooky windows appeared, making it look like an extra house suddenly expanded. Get up and squeeze everything on both sides away.

"You actually cast the Loyalty Charm?" Barty thought this was a good gain. It broke the enemy's secret house. Once the war started, Sirius and the others would have one less place to hide.

Little Barty walked up the broken stone steps and stared at the newly conjured door with wide eyes. The black paint on the door was peeling off, and it was covered with scratches left and right. The silver door knocker is in the shape of a coiled snake. There was no keyhole in the door and no mailbox.

Little Barty was still trying to figure out how to get in, when he suddenly heard many loud sounds of metal hitting, and a rattling sound like a chain.

Then, the door creaked open.

Sirius' head was covered with dust, and his handsome hair was covered with white cobwebs.

"You're finally here!" He breathed a sigh of relief as if he had seen a savior. "I've been busy all day, but I still haven't been able to clean a small kitchen!" Then he shook his head and walked away first. Got in.

"Come in, but don't touch anything, I can't promise—"

Before Sirius finished speaking, little Barty accidentally knocked off a piece of cloth on the wall, revealing a huge portrait.

"Beasts! Bitch! Dirty and sinful scoundrels! Bastards, freaks, ugly monsters, get out of here! How dare you desecrate the home of my ancestors -" An old lady wearing a black hat was screaming desperately in the portrait. The screams were loud and tight, as if they were being tortured and beaten.

"That's what I want to say." Sirius shrugged at Lupine helplessly, and then shot back in a very rough voice.

"Shut up, you horrible old witch, shut up!"

The old lady suddenly turned pale.

"You - you are a prodigal, a disgrace to the family, the scoundrel that I gave birth to! How dare you bring such a lowly friend to the glorious and great Black family?!"

"I told you - shut up!" Sirius punched the portrait hard, and then put the knocked down curtain back up to block out the sound. After doing all this, he felt as exhausted as if he had run for several kilometers.

"I probably haven't formally introduced you to you yet, my mother, she just wants me to die."

"It's understandable." Little Barty felt the same, but he was referring to his father.

Sirius rested against the wall for a while, as if he had regained his energy. He clapped his hands and commanded: "Okay, let's start over. I will continue to work on the kitchen. Please go and clean up an empty room so that Harry can come over." There's a place to stay. If you hear something talking in the room, just ignore it. It's a crazy house elf, and sooner or later I'll have his head hanging on the wall!"

It was true that Sirius had ordered Kreacher to come and help with the cleaning, but that guy was obedient and agreed, but in front of Sirius, he put a pile of mud on the kitchen wall. If he hadn't caused the trouble, , Sirius packed things faster.

"It's Kreacher, right?" Barty responded and walked upstairs in silence.

The wooden stairs seemed to have been hollowed out by insects. When he stepped on them, they immediately bent and made a worrying "squeak" sound. Fortunately, he went upstairs smoothly and pushed open a room to get the stairs. Raised the wand.

"Whirlwind sweeps away!"

"Clean up!"

"..."

Several cleaning spells were cast together, but the room was still a mess.

The dirt in many places is not caused by ordinary things, but by the footprints left by some magical creatures. This kind of dirt is even more difficult to deal with.

Barty Jr. was busy all night, during which he met Kreacher three or two times. Each time, the other person said unpleasant things, but as soon as Barty Jr. wanted to go over and talk to him, Kreacher would disappear immediately.

After working all night, little Barty and Sirius took a rest in the kitchen together. The kitchen was now a lot cleaner, but compared to the entire house, it was just a small project.

"Damn Kreacher, it would be much easier if he was willing to help." Sirius said helplessly.

"What's wrong with him? This is the first time I've seen a house elf who doesn't want to obey orders." Little Barty asked strangely.

"This matter has to start with my brother Regulus." Sirius seemed to have thought of something and told Barty the exact story that Cyrus told him in Azkaban.

Little Barty originally listened to it just for fun, but the more he listened, the more serious he became. He sat upright. After the gentle expression disappeared, the scars on his face seemed to become more and more obvious, and he looked very fierce.

"Is everything you said true? Regulus really stole something crucial to the mysterious man?!" Little Barty was breathing heavily.

He didn't expect that he would get such important news because he was just brought here to do cool work by Sirius.

"According to Cyrus, that thing can be said to be the biggest weakness of the mysterious man!" Sirius corrected, "I originally wanted to tell Dumbledore, but after experiencing so many things at once, I forgot about it."

He also became serious and shouted in the kitchen:

"Kreacher!"

"Kreacher!"

A house elf suddenly appeared in the kitchen, almost naked except for a dirty rag around his waist. He looked very old, and seemed to have several times more skin than his body actually needed. Although his head was bald like all house elves, he had a large growth in his two big bat-like ears. Piles of white hair. His eyes were bloodshot, watery and gray, and his fleshy nose was as big as a pig's.

"...It smells like sewers and criminals." Kreacher glanced at Barty with his bulging eyes, and then muttered in a voice like a bullfrog, "Dirty werewolf, if the mistress knew that What would the prodigal say to Kreacher if she brought such a person into the house?"

"Shut up, Kreacher!"

"Ah, Kreacher didn't see the master just now-" Kreacher said in fear, but he couldn't wait for a moment and immediately turned his head and continued to curse in a voice that everyone could hear clearly, "It's embarrassing. spendthrift!"

"Okay, Kreacher! Let me ask you, where is the pendant?!" Sirius didn't pay attention to Kreacher's rude words and asked the most important thing.

Kreacher immediately seemed to have recovered from his madness, staring at Sirius in disbelief with his two big eyes.

"How do you know?"

"I just know! Take it out!" Sirius yelled impatiently.

Unexpectedly, however, Kreacher disobeyed his orders.

"No! You scum, don't even think about it! That was left by Master Regulus!"

"I asked you to hand it over!" Sirius wanted to pry open Kreacher's mouth with his hands, but Barty Jr. stopped him.

"Let me do it." Little Barty pushed Sirius away and walked up to Kreacher.

"Kreacher has nothing to say about dirty werewolves."

Naturally, little Barty would not be angry because someone insulted Lupine. He imitated Lupine and smiled gently: "I know that the pendant was given to you by Regulus, and he asked you to destroy it. right?"

Little Barty, who had already listened to the story told by Sirius, was very nervous at the moment.

He fears that Kreacher has destroyed the pendant.

"We already know what Regulus did, we know he was a brave man Kreacher. So did you ruin it?"

Kreacher looked a little moved. He gasped for air and his withered chest rose and fell rapidly. When Barty Jr. asked if the pendant had been destroyed, Kreacher finally couldn't hold on any longer. He opened his eyes and let out a blood-curdling cry. A frozen scream!

"——Locket, Master Regulus's locket, Kreacher made a mistake, Kreacher failed to carry out the master's order!"

"You couldn't destroy it?!"

Little Barty's joy was beyond words, and he felt that the blood all over his body was boiling!

But he quickly calmed down and clenched his fists tightly, digging his nails into his flesh to prevent Sirius from seeing any flaws.

Kreacher lay straight on the cold stone floor, tears pouring from his sunken eye sockets. Without making any excuses, he told what happened back then bit by bit.

"Master Sirius ran away, and it would be better if he left, because he is a bad boy, and his unruly behavior broke my mistress's heart. But Master Regulus has self-respect, and he knows that the name Black and his What does pure blood mean? For many years, he often talked about the Dark Lord, who wanted wizards to stop hiding and come out to rule Muggles and their descendants... When Master Regulus was sixteen , joined the Dark Lord's organization, he was so proud, so proud, so happy to be able to serve...

"A year later, one day, Master Regulus came to visit Kreacher in the kitchen. Master Regulus has always liked Kreacher. Master Regulus said... He said...

"...He said the Dark Lord wanted an elf."

"..."

There was almost no difference between the story Kreacher told and what Cyrus told. Hearing this story again, Sirius still couldn't calm down.

Little Barty reached out and patted Sirius on the shoulder. No one knew how little Barty felt when he heard the story of a traitor, but at least there was no hint of anger on his expression. Instead, he comforted Sirius.

"At least we now know that Regulus Black is a 'hero'!" he said sarcastically.

"yes."

Sirius replied blankly, as if his body was numb.

"Kreacher tried all the methods, all the methods, but none of them succeeded... There are so many powerful magics on the box. Kreacher believed that it could only be destroyed from the inside, but it couldn't be opened... Kreacher Punishing yourself, trying again, punishing yourself, trying again. Kreacher failed to carry out his orders, Kreacher couldn't destroy the locket! The mistress was mad with grief, because Master Regulus was missing, and Kreacher couldn't. Tell her what happened. You can't, because Master Regulus forbids him from telling his family what happened in the cave..."

"Bring the pendant, Kreacher." Barty took a deep breath and looked directly into Kreacher's eyes, almost as tough as an order!

But he immediately realized that this was inappropriate, and his tone softened again, and he said softly: "Give it to us, and we will help you destroy it. In this way, you will complete Regulus's order!"

Kreacher could only think of "fulfilling Regulus's order" at the moment, and disappeared from the spot. The next moment, he appeared in front of little Barty holding the exquisite Slytherin pendant in his hand. .

Is this the Dark Lord's weakness?

Little Barty was in a daze for just a second before Sirius grabbed the pendant and threw it to the ground, then pulled out the wand mercilessly:

"Split into pieces!"

"Snapped!"

The swift blade made little Barty tremble, and then the sound of the exploding spell almost pierced his eardrums. He saw the pendant fly out like a bullet and smash through the kitchen closet.

"It's intact!"

Little Barty was terrified.

"This kind of magic can't destroy the pendant!" Kreacher said sadly.

Sirius cast several offensive spells unbelievingly, but as expected, as Kreacher said, none of them had any effect.

"Perhaps Dumbledore will have a solution?" Sirius could only say helplessly.

Give it to Dumbledore? Little Barty's eyes flickered darkly.

"I think this might not be a good idea."

"What?" Sirius looked over in confusion. He didn't expect that Lupine would actually say such a thing. According to his understanding of Lupine, the other party should trust Dumbledore very much.

Little Barty could only bite the bullet and make a far-fetched conclusion: "I think we can study it before handing it to Dumbledore. I'm worried that destroying this thing directly will have some impact on Cyrus."

"What you said makes sense."

Sirius nodded, accepting this statement.

So little Barty gasped and put Slytherin's pendant into his pocket.

Reading has been a bit miserable recently. I wonder if it’s because my recent updates are irregular, so I’ll fix it in the future and update at ten o’clock every night, which also gives me enough time to code, hehe.

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