The Bard at Hogwarts

12 Place Morigue.

The atmosphere in Blake's old house was slightly awkward.

Similarly, Sirius was also a little bit confused, and he regretted his previous impulse.

Now that I calmed down, I realized that I could tell Dumbledore this matter quietly.

"It's all Kreacher's fault!"

Sirius secretly complained in his heart that the sound of noble and pure blood had misled him too much.

But compared to Sirius's annoyance, Ino was much calmer. Although he was a little angry at first, he soon became relieved.

Just a stupid fool who doesn't deserve to be punished.

If Sirius was really smart enough, the Potters might not die so easily.

In this awkward silence, time passed by minute by minute.

…

at the same time.

Hogwarts Headmaster's Office.

A blue stream of light flashed, and Fede had appeared on the desk in the office.

Facing the sudden appearance of the phoenix, Fox did not show any hostility. Instead, he crowed softly with some enthusiasm, then grabbed the herbs next to the shelf and appeared next to the other party.

Faced with this kind of enthusiasm for getting on the pole, Feder didn't even look at it, he just stood quietly on the table. It always remembers Ino's request not to appear in front of ordinary little wizards and not to cry casually...

On the large desk, two phoenixes, one blue and one red, stood together, forming a pleasing picture.

But soon, this picture was broken, because someone had already appeared in the office.

"Long time no see! Fid." Dumbledore walked to the table with a smile on his face and took the letter naturally.

The content of the letter was not long. In order to save time, Ino only named the names and wrote a concise sentence.

When he put down the envelope again, the smile on Dumbledore's face had disappeared, replaced by a look of solemnity.

"Feed! Please take me to find Ino."

Feide nodded gently. As he grew up over half a year, his temporarily confused thinking gradually disappeared.

It can understand many things now.

…

Blue light flashed across.

Dumbledore's figure also suddenly appeared in the Black Mansion.

"Professor Dumbledore!" Sirius, as if he had found a backbone, immediately stepped forward to say hello.

With just a quick glance, the atmosphere in the room and the contents of the letter, Dumbledore had already guessed what was going on.

"Thank you for your trust, Sirius." Dumbledore responded with a smile, and then changed the subject: "However, you can try to trust Ino, because I trust him very much."

Although he was talking to Sirius, Dumbledore kept paying attention to the changes in Ino in the room.

"Ha!" Obediently, Ino chuckled. "Professor, I agree with Mr. Black's approach. It's always right to be cautious."

Mr. Black, the polite name appeared again, which made Sirius look to the floor in embarrassment. Although embarrassed, he also succinctly recounted the whole thing to Dumbledore.

But as Sirius narrated, Dumbledore's expression became more and more serious.

A brave and kind-hearted person found his way back, and after realizing his mistake, he chose to sacrifice himself to protect more people...

…

A few minutes later.

"Tom's magical talent is unparalleled, but he has never learned to control it."

Dumbledore shook his head and sighed, with a hint of regret in his words.

"But before we deal with the relics, we need to bring back the heroes who are fighting silently."

As soon as these words came out, Ino couldn't help but nodded secretly.

Dumbledore's prestige is really not just based on strength, but wisdom, kindness and understanding of people's hearts, making this centenarian man able to do anything with ease.

Are the Dark Lord's relics important? There is no doubt about it. But Dumbledore didn't respond immediately. Instead, he thought of Regulus.

No matter which angle you look at this matter, there is nothing to fault.

Whether it was for the dead or the living, Dumbledore gave the greatest respect.

"Professor..." Sirius was choked with sobs. He did not expect that Dumbledore would choose to bring back Regulus's remains immediately.

"I know!" Dumbledore said calmly. "Compared with dealing with Tom's relics, I think it is more important to let the hero see the light of day. Otherwise, what is the difference between us and Voldemort?"

Sirius seemed very touched and nodded heavily: "Kreacher!"

The real protagonist of the Horcrux Slytherin Pendant, the house elf Kreacher, appears in the living room again.

As if waiting for the call, Kreacher did not pay attention to Sirius after he appeared. Instead, he bowed deeply to Ino, and then saluted Dumbledore.

"Old Kreacher knows! He knows that the young master is in the lake, but Kreacher can't help it. There are too many of them... Kreacher is useless and can't bring back the young master..."

As Kreacher said this, he clenched his fists with both hands and hit his head hard.

After some violent activity, the three people present also saw Kreacher's scars hidden under the ragged linen cloth.

There were countless scratches and bites, some of which had long since healed, and some of which seemed like they were just a few days ago. And at a glance, those old and different wounds were obviously not caused by Kreacher's self-inflicted wounds, because it didn't have such a big mouth and hands.

"Stop! Kreacher." Sirius ordered calmly.

However, there was a hint of recognition and sympathy in this calm tone.

"Take me to Regulus now!"

…

House elves are magical creatures with extraordinary talents to some extent, because their Apparition is much stronger than that of wizards.

After Sirius was taken away by Kreacher, the Black Mansion became quiet.

"Thank you for your trust, professor." Ino turned his head and looked at Dumbledore beside him.

From beginning to end, the old headmaster did not ask the reason for the matter. Of course, even if he asked, he would use the excuse of divination to prevaricate.

But the other party did not mention a word, this kind of trust... Ino sometimes wondered if his last name was Dumbledore.

Although it was just a joke, this almost blind trust made him feel vaguely strange.

"Bang!" There was a light sound.

Kreacher's figure appeared in the living room of the old house again.

...

With a dizzy spell, when Ino opened his eyes again, he found himself in a wide cave.

There was a faint sound of waves around.

There was a light sound in the air again, and Dumbledore was also brought by Kreacher.

Under the gaze of the crowd, Kreacher walked to a rock wall, took out a rusty knife, and said excitedly: "This is it!"

The knife cut his wrist, but another red beam of light got there first.

"Disarm you!"

Ino looked at the knife in his hand. It was not rust at all, but dark spots from coagulated blood.

Before he came here, when he saw the hidden scars on Kreacher's body, he changed his previous opinion.

Especially now, this skilled bloodletting process, God knows how many times Kreacher has tried it alone in the past ten years.