Chapter 161: Searching
Pansy couldn't imagine how anyone could have been beheaded and still smile with satisfaction, as if it were a great honor for them
"When I am too old to do anything, I wish Master Malfoy would also have my head cut off and put on this plaque, and let my head stay with my ancestors, and I will be grateful, my honorable new master. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info Kreacher's ten fingers crossed and placed them in front of his chest, and his oozing eyes were full of longing.
"Get to work, Kreacher. Malfoy waved his hand and told Kreacher to get out of here, he didn't have much of the heart to help the house-elf correct his deformed values, except for Dobby's possibly savory type, most house-elves were indeed servile and deeply ingrained in their bones.
"Yes, my esteemed master!" said Kreacher, saluting again on the stairs, and then rushed to the long-abandoned rooms and began to clean them.
"I guess I'll do some of the next pathfinder, Pansy? Malfoy was also a little troubled by Pansy's startled performance, so it was better for him to open the way.
When Pansy heard this, she immediately hid behind Malfoy, clutching at the corner of his coat, she had probably been more frightened in a day than she had in a year.
At this moment, an eerie gust of wind suddenly poured into the corridor, and I don't know where it blew in, and then a white curtain hung on the wall, and the curtain was full of holes that resembled insect bites, and naturally parted to the sides, revealing a portrait of an old lady.
For a moment, Pansy thought the old lady seemed quite kind, but soon she reversed her idea and immediately covered her ears tightly.
The old lady seemed to have been asleep all along, but now she was suddenly awakened, and her drooping eyelids were raised, and then she began to roar in her fangy voice:
"Did my unsuccessful son bring you in? Where is he? How dare you, filthy pigs, break into the ancestral house of the noble Black family!, how dare you ....... She roared hoarsely, and Malfoy guessed that at that volume, it was likely that everyone in the next house could hear it.
Malfoy then casually raised his wand, closed the curtain again, and cast a temporary silence spell on it, and the surroundings fell silent.
"Why don't you take it off the wall and throw it away. Pansy glanced in disgust in the direction of the curtain, and asked in a whisper, lest she would wake up the madwoman again, and she even began to suspect that the old woman in the portrait would come out of the painting at any moment and pounce on them with her teeth and claws.
"She is supposed to cast a permanent paste spell behind her own portrait. Malfoy explained, and continued on his way.
"How do you know, you're here for the first time, Draco. Pansy asked faintly, staring at Malfoy's back. She wondered why Malfoy looked like he was so familiar with the place, it couldn't have been his first time.
"My uncle reminded me. Malfoy said without looking back.
"You've robbed someone else's house, and he'll be kind enough to remind you?" was when Pansy was about to ask further, but she realized that she was already quite far behind Malfoy, and hurriedly trotted all the way to follow, but forgot to continue asking.
"Slow down, Draco!" Pansy scrambled as she called Malfoy to wait for her.
Soon, the two of them reached the end of the hallway, where there was a door that was unlocked and loose, and Malfoy pushed the somewhat dirty door open with just his hands.
Then a pungent smell of decay came out of it, something like the smell of rotten wood mixed with rotten pork, and Pansy put her hand in front of her mouth and nose almost instantly.
"Fluorescent flickering!" Malfoy whispered as he raised his wand, and the tip of the wand glowed softly, illuminating the room.
Before the two entered, it was a dimly lit room, like a cave inhabited by ordinary goblins, and there were some lights to provide light from the foyer above, and it was truly dark, and the only light came from a large fireplace at the end of the room. The smoke from the pipe filled the air, like the smoke of gunpowder on the battlefield, and the heavy iron pot and iron basin hanging from the black ceiling looked hideous and terrifying in the smoke.
In the center of the room, there was only a small, grease-stained table, with a few rusty pieces of tin nailed to the four corners of the table
On the cupboard are two long-spouted teapots, one large and one small, and the body of the pot is also covered with rust.
"Can you still eat this kind of food made in the kitchen?" Pansy whispered as she looked at all this in front of her.
Then she saw Malfoy slowly descend the short steps, as if looking for something, looking for it.
The cupboard was quickly opened and closed, and there was nothing but a few dead cockroaches and a few broken bowls.
"Then it looks like the locket should still be upstairs. Malfoy touched his chin and stared at the cabinet beneath him.
"Come on, Pansy, unless you're willing to stay here for today's lunch. Soon Malfoy decided to go upstairs to have a look, and turned back to Pansy, making a not-so-funny joke in passing.
According to Malfoy's reasoning, it is likely that the locket has not changed its location and is still in the glass door on the second floor.
So they both retreated the way they had come, this time with every step Pansy did lightly, lest she might run into something and wake Mrs. Black again.
Passing the wall again with the heads of many house-elves, Malfoy and Pansy walked briskly up the dark staircase to the second floor.
As soon as they reached the second floor, there were two black iron doors in front of the two of them, one was locked, the other was hidden, Malfoy gently pushed the latter open, and suddenly felt that the surroundings became bright, this is a very spacious living room, as soon as the two entered the room, they saw a large window directly opposite, the rays of the noon sun poured in through the glass, reflecting dazzling light and shadow on the marble floor, Pansy walked briskly to the window, "brush" All of a sudden, the whole fan was completely opened, and the fresh air immediately replaced the musty smell in the room.