"Kreacher, take out what I've prepared. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Sirius said, snapping his fingers, and then an elderly house-elf appeared next to Sirius's legs.

The elf was far from Dobby's spirit, and Van Lin remembered that he lived under a large boiler in the kitchen cupboard.

In reality, it seemed that this was the case, and he was almost naked except for a dirty rag around his waist. His skin seemed to be several times more than his body actually needed, his head was bare, his two bat-like ears were full of white hair, his eyes were bloodshot and gray, his fleshy nose was large, almost like a pig's nose, and his voice was hoarse and muffled like a bullfrog.

Van Lin looked at Kreacher with burning eyes, this was a key figure, even less good-looking than Dobby, but he knew far more than Dobby.

If nothing else, the Slytherin locket is now sitting safely in the Black family house at 12 Grimmauld Place, the old Kreacher's residence.

Right in the Black family's collection room, lying with those dangerous dark magic objects.

This is in the name of Regulus Actulus Black, Sirius's younger brother, who is kind and gentle and kind to the house-elves, and his behavior is very different from Sirius's image of the "cowardly and evil Death Eater".

Think about it, there was one more person who would stand up alone against the Dark Lord, who was at the height of his reign at the time, and Regulus had discovered the Dark Lord's greatest secret, a matter that even the Dark Lord's most trusted people could not know.

Even if he forced Dumbledore to go, he didn't notice what Tom Riddle left behind, and if Harry accidentally destroyed one, even so, whether it was the number or the clues, it seemed to be very clueless now.

As for Van Lin, he only relied on foreign memories to grasp all the important clues.

And Regulus's intelligence far exceeded everyone's expectations, the only pity is that Regulus's plan did not succeed.

He gave his life in the horde of the Underworld, and he gave the Slytherin locket to the elder Kreacher, who did not have the strength to destroy the Horcruxes.

Turning around, things came back to the source, and that was that Tom Riddle was strong enough to make so many things.

If you rank the wizarding world, the first place is none other than Tom, and then there are Dumbledore and Grindelwald.

Verlin must have at least Dumbledore's strength to be able to fight Voldemort head-on, which is also a very realistic thing.

The worst thing for Van Lin is that Peter Pettigrew didn't escape, so who helped Voldemort resurrect, could Voldemort change his methods, and could Voldemort be able to resurrect without Harry's blood.

If Voldemort is not resurrected with Harry's blood, then what about the fragments of Voldemort in Harry's body, in order to kill Voldemort, the fragments of the soul in Harry's body must die.

In the end, it really fell to the point where they killed Harry with their own hands, destroying it along with the soul, and destroying it in ashes.

It was a terrible idea, and Verlin had to help Voldemort resurrect with Harry's blood, but the resurrected Voldemort's strength became unmatchable.

It's a dead knot, but Van Lynn has to move forward.

"Old Kreacher is here, Master Black. Old Kreacher bowed slightly, and he wanted to show respect to his Black master.

"Quick, get what I've prepared. Sirius said.

"Old Kreacher felt that the mistress would not approve of Master Black doing this. Use the Black family's fortune to curry favor with a few imps, wizards with impure blood, and a half-blooded Mudblood. Kreacher said, glaring at Hermione fiercely.

"What nonsense are you talking about, you filthy fellow, these are my friends, and Harry, this is my godson, and the Black family will be his. ”

Blake kicked old Kreacher, who was very unhappy with the elf.

The damn elf had been tending to his mother's portrait for twelve years, the madwoman, the fanatical pure-blood defender, who had even burned Sirius Black off the walls of the family, just as Sirius wanted to get out of the dark magic that was corrupt and dark to the bone.

"I'm sorry, it's hanging out with a madman, it's a bit of a mess in its head. Sirius said, "He's always like that, Hermione, and please don't mind. ”

"I don't mind, but can you not hit it. Hermione thought it was cruel, she felt that the house-elves were very pitiful, they couldn't tell the good from the bad, they only knew obedience, their own thoughts, so far, Hermione had only seen it in Dobby.

"He needs some lessons. Sirius said.

"But I think enough is enough, they have lost even their own thoughts, let him go. Hermione said.

"Get it out of here, I'm the Black family, not that damn portrait on the wall, you can't resist me. ”

"Oh yes, old Kreacher never thought of resisting, old Kreacher was just reminding Master Black. ”

Kreacher said slowly, pulling things out from behind him, and the house-elves were very skilled in using their magic.

Van Lin had been watching Kreacher, and he had been thinking about how to get Kreacher to hand over the Slytherin locket.

Sirius, however, has begun to hand out gifts, the first being an owl, as Blake caused Ron to lose his pet.

This simply made Ron very happy, which was exactly what he thought.

And Harry's gift has not changed, a rocket crossbow, the fastest broomstick in the world at the moment, if it weren't for Dumbledore's money control, Harry would definitely buy one.

Harry's reaction was understandable, he gave Sirius a big hug, he was overjoyed, it was the best gift in his life besides the album, Harry was very satisfied.

However, after distributing two large packages to Ron and Harry, Sirius had nothing left in his hand except a thin parchment.

"Next, there's our Mr. Verin El and Miss Hermione Granger. Sirius said.

"Old Kreacher must remind Master Blake ......"

"Shut up, Kreacher, you should go back now and go and wipe her mistress with her portrait. ”