The house-elf in front of him, who was so old that he was about to lose his scum, must have been from Sirius's mouth...... Kreacher.

In Sirius' words:

It is the epitome of all the evils of the Black family.

It is indeed like a psychopath, hunched back, shuffling its feet, wandering step by step, like a rotten ghost.

In a hoarse, deep voice like a bullfrog, it muttered:

"A friend of the master of all evil scum, standing secretly at the door of the master of Regulus.

They, like the thief at Montungus, must have wanted to steal something. ”

Kreacher wiped his eyes and whispered:

"My poor mistress, what would she say to old Kreacher if she knew that her son had brought the scum into the house?

Mudbloods, werewolves, liars and thieves, poor old Kreacher, what can he do......"

"What are you talking about, be louder, Kreacher." Hermione asked, "Is it that you can't walk?" ”

She looked at Kreacher so old and thought it was uncomfortable and needed help.

But Kreacher's pale eyes suddenly widened, and his mouth began to speak faster than before.

"The Mudblood actually spoke to Kreacher as if she were my friend.

What would Kreacher's mistress say when she saw him talking to such a person? ”

William's fingers lifted and he was about to shut up Kreacher when a fury rang out behind him.

"Shut up, Kreacher! If I hear 'mudbloods' from your mouth again, I'll get you out of here!" ”

Sirius walked over, his fist raised, and he glared angrily at Kreacher.

As soon as Kreacher saw Sirius, he immediately bowed deeply, and his body was ridiculously low, and his big nose like a pig's nose was flattened to the ground.

"Hurry up." Sirius said impatiently, "Didn't I say, don't go near my room?" ”

"Kreacher is cleaning." The elf looked at him hatefully, "Kreacher has served the noble Black family all his life. ”

"So? The house is getting dirtier day by day? You're just cleaning like this? Sirius said dismissively.

"The young master always likes to make a little joke." Kreacher bowed again, then muttered in a low voice:

"The young master is a nasty, ungrateful, obscene billet? Broke his mother's heart—"

"My mother has no heart? Kreacher. Sirius sneered, "It's all about resentment. ”

"No matter what the young master says," Kreacher muttered, "the young master is not even worthy of polishing the soles of his mother's shoes."

My poor mistress? What would he say if he saw Kreacher serving the young master? ”

Sirius apparently can't say anything about Kreacher? He was about to curse his old mother? William spoke:

"We don't know what your hostess will say, but the more angry she is, the happier we become.

I heard Sirius say? He's going to tear down this old mansion in a few days? Build a small three-story building.

Also invite nearby Muggle neighbors to come here. ”

Sirius was stunned for a moment, then nodded again, as if he really had the idea.

Kreacher's eyes widened and he cursed:

"Despicable young master? You can't do that, this is the ancestral home of the Black family? It's thousands of years old and can't be demolished!

You brute? Loser thing! ”

"Of course we can tear it down." William laughed like a devil, and he dragged his voice:

"Are we still in the portrait of your mistress? Draw her a fiery dragon and nine suns.

Oh? That's right? I heard Draco say that his grandfather, Abraxas Malfoy, was fond of you as a mistress when he was younger.

I have a good relationship with Draco, and I can go to him and ask for a painting of his grandfather to put next to your mistress portrait.

His grandfather died of dragon pox, I don't know if the portraits can be contagious? Don't infect your hostess and hostess. ”

Kreacher was trembling with anger, his whole body was in a cold sweat on a hot day, his hands and feet were cold, and tears flowed down his eyes.

He was about to curse William, but William said again:

"I'm also going to move the fat lady and Cadogan over and let them accompany your mistress.

The fat lady is a Zuan witch, and she likes to scold others in the middle of the night, so she can match your mistress in real life.

And Sir Kado, who is a dragon knight, and will talk to your mistress. ”

Kreacher swallowed the words back, looked at William hatefully, and then kept muttering about the devil and walked away in fear.

The little wolf raised his eyebrows and whistled, "It's yours, William." ”

"Don't scold Kreacher, if you attack what he cares about the most, he won't dare to scold you." William said.

Sirius nodded thoughtfully, "Otherwise, we'll do it now, and send Sir Cadogan over?" ”

“……”

William glanced at him and said speechlessly, "I'm just talking, that's your mother." ”

"I don't have a mother." Sirius said indifferently.

"When I was as old as you, I ran away from home and went into James's house. She wanted me to leave so that she could give the inheritance to my brother. ”

Sirius sighed:

"I don't like the Black family.

The tombs they built were more splendid than the houses of the living; They counted the old names on the scrolls of the family tree more dear than their own children.

Such a sorcerer with indifferent family affection will inevitably fall into decline and the family bloodline will be cut off. ”

William patted Sirius on the shoulder and comforted, "I believe that the Black family will start to change from your generation." ”

Sirius paused for a moment, his face softened, and he looked at the three young wizards in front of him, like old friends for many years, and said with a smile:

"yes, so I cherish my life now."

……

……

Now that it was confirmed, William took Hermione and Anne to say goodbye and leave the Black House.

This time it was Hermione Apparitions, and the trio appeared in the hut in the village of San Cachepol.

It is worthy of the passage of a typhoon, and even this side has been affected, and the sky has fallen with heavy rain.

But they did not enter the house immediately, and William conjured a bench, and the three of them sat under the eaves, whispering.

William looked at the stagnant water at the bottom of the stairs and said softly:

"Annie, after Hermione and I leave, you're going to have to get in touch with Kreacher, he might know where the pendant is."

Anne nodded.

"Annie, you need to be nice to Kreacher." Hermione said.

This time Annie didn't nod, but puzzled: "Hermione, he was still scolding us just now......"

"That's Sirius' fault." Hermione bluntly said:

"He never saw Kreacher as a creature with the same emotional sensitivities as humans."

"Kreacher has been living alone for a long time, and he must be craving a little tenderness."

"But Sirius, he treated Kreacher very roughly. Kreacher was naturally very bad to him. ”

William folded his hands in his sleeves, leaned back in his chair, and looked up at the rain.

He had to admit that Hermione was right.

From a security point of view, Kreacher is a ticking time bomb. He lives in the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix and knows a lot of secrets.

Only by turning him into one of his own is the safest thing to do. Otherwise, kill him.

Otherwise, if you continue to treat him badly, something will happen sooner or later.

It's not Sirius, it's the other members of the Order of the Phoenix.

"That's right." William nodded, "Annie, listen to Hermione, be nice to Kreacher." ”

"William, you are always so good and will always support me!"

Hermin looked at William with emotion, she raised her head and gave the boy a quick peck.

William grinned, reached out and rubbed her head.

"Hey, can you pay attention, I'm still here!" Anne said angrily. "Don't pretend you can't see me!"

Hermione raised her chin and said defiantly: "Who told you to be here, you can go back to London, don't you see it!" ”

"Hmph, I'm here to spy on you both!"

Annie leaned forward suddenly, reaching for the rain that was pouring down from between the ridges of the roof, and poured it at Hermione.

Hermione groaned, stood up, and ran into the rain.

Her boots stomped on the bluestone slabs of the courtyard, splashing countless small droplets.

Anne screamed and chased after her.

Staring at the two struggling green girls, William smiled knowingly, narrowed his narrow eyes slightly, and his eyebrows were gentle.

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