After putting away the notebook that Moody had given him, Darren went upstairs with Hermione to take her back to her room, and then, having Twilight fetch Kreacher, wait for Blake in his room, where they lived next door. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Oh, Darren, are you waiting for me?" Finally, Blake returned, a little curious to see Darren open the door.

"Yes," Darren nodded, "come in and sit down." ”

"Okay, no problem," Blake paused for a moment and walked into the room, looking at the furnishings, he took a deep breath, where Regulus once lived.

Darren closed the door, and under Blake's puzzled eyes, he said to Kreacher, "Blake used to say that my request is his request, and you must obey my order in the same way, is this order still valid now?"

"Yes, Mr. Sean. ”

"Well, I ask you, what is happening in this room, you can't say it to anyone, not even Blake, can you do it?"

There was a hint of hesitation on Kreacher's face, "However, the young master is Kreacher's master. ”

"In that case, do you recognize anyone else as the master besides Blake?"

"Kreacher served the Black family. ”

Hearing Kreacher's answer, Darren sighed, the same conversation, which had been done before, did not seem to have changed in the slightest, and he looked at Blake.

"I know, Kreacher has always thought like this, so I can only forbid him to leave this house, even though he ...... now" Blake frowned, Darren's conversation just now showed a problem, Kreacher's identification of the master, "Black family"! Although he is the only direct member of the family who is still surnamed Black, there are still a few who can be classified as family members, and even worse, they are all in pure-blood families! For example, the mistress of the Malfoy family, Narcissa......

"You know, Blake, don't blame him, it's Kreacher's way of thinking, and it's a success," Darren said with emotion, "It's worthy of the pure-blood family that Shining envies the most, and the house-elf's loyalty to the family even surpasses his own perception of likes and dislikes and right and wrong, it's simply a kind of faith!" He looked at Kreacher, the old house-elf, still humbled and half-bent, standing in the same position on the side, with a fanatical gaze in his eyes, as if he had taken the other for an idol.

"But this belief is very dangerous for us!" Blake is not as relaxed as Darren, "The Order of the Phoenix uses this as its headquarters, and he can hear almost all the secrets!"

"I just wanted to remind you that now that you've realized," Darren shrugged, "just be careful, Kreacher is very capable," he nodded at Kreacher, "remember! And you, Twinkle, learn everything from him, understand?"

"Yes, my master!" the house-elf replied with a scream of excitement.

The next day, the day when the young wizards were supposed to return to Hogwarts, there was a lot of chaos in 12 Grimmauld Place, and when Darren went downstairs, he saw Fred and George enchanting their chests, intending to let them fly downstairs on their own, but Ginny opened the door and walked out, and was hit directly by the box, rolling down two flights of stairs in a row, and falling into the foyer!

Darren hurriedly ran down, thanks to the Triwizard Tournament, he would have some medical charms to see if he could help, and he didn't know why the twins had been able to use magic at will, why not put a traceless expansion charm on his pocket, just like him, and Hermione came out of the room empty-handed.

Oh, Hermione couldn't be considered empty-handed, and when she squeezed down the stairs, Darren saw Hedwig on her shoulder, and Crook Hill in her arms, and the guy was still moving around with his paws, and he wanted to say, "Let it go, let me ......"

Darren and Mrs. Weasley gave Ginny a brief look and found that there was a skin wound, but it was unknown if there was anything wrong with it, "I should ask Professor Moody to show her," he suggested, and then he remembered that he couldn't use magic yet, sighed, and put the wand back down.

Mrs. Weasley took out a bandage and bandaged Ginny's wound briefly, "The Mad-Eyed man is angry, forget it, I heard him complain that Stoic Podmore didn't come, and he can't leave yet, otherwise the guard will be one less man." ”

"Guards?"

"Harry," Mrs. Weasley whispered, glancing up at Harry as he was descending the stairs with Hermione.

After helping Ginny up, Mrs. Weasley said in a loud voice, "Harry, you follow me and Tonks, Blake has gone over to check first, put your suitcase and owl down, Alastor will deal with the luggage!"

Without the drag of his luggage, Harry was much more brisk and walked out of the door with Mrs. Weasley and Tonks, "All right, boys, let's go together," Mr. Weasley said to Hermione and Ron.

Standing next to him was Moody, who nodded at Darren and patted the luggage cart, the box flying to it on its own, "Let's do you a favor together." ”

Darren pushes a cart full of boxes through the arch of the station with Moody, and sees Mrs. Weasley and Tonks arriving with Harry, as well as Blake, standing beside them.

"Everything is normal," Moody whispered, "and it looks like we're not being followed." A few seconds later, Mr. Weasley appeared on the platform with Ron and Hermione and began to move the boxes down the luggage cart, and Fred, George, and Ginny arrived with Lupin when they were almost finished.

Looking at the Order of the Phoenix and the others as if they were facing the enemy, this Voldemort has not yet appeared in public, I really don't know what they will do if that guy appears?

Moody finally admonished the young wizards to be vigilant and not to write everything in the letter, when the train whistle sounded, and the students on the platform began to hurry to board the train.

"Hurry, hurry," Mrs. Weasley said distraughtly, hugging the children indiscriminately, grabbing Harry and hugging him twice, muttering, "Write a letter...... Take care...... If we forget something, we'll send someone to pick it up...... Alright, let's get in the car, hurry up!"

"Goodbye!"

Another whistle, with a slight vibration, the train started, and looking out of the window, everything on the platform was receding, Blake, Tonks, Lupin, Moody, Mr. Weasley, and Mrs. Weasley, their figures quickly shrunk, and when the train turned a corner, it disappeared completely.