A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

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"Tomorrow the Easter holiday ends, and the weekend will be two days later. How about setting it on that day?" Felix suggested.

"Can't you tonight? You and I, let's do it together." Sirius said impatiently.

"If that place is Voldemort's secret treasure, will he let us leave comfortably?" Felix asked him, especially, Felix was basically sure that it was the place where Voldemort placed the Horcruxes. Be cautious. It's always true.

"Sirius, I need to make some preparations. The same goes for you. You look a little impatient now."

"You are right, Felix." Sirius said finally.

Felix smiled slightly, "Let's go, Harry is waiting for us."

The two walked into the fireplace one after another.

In the old house of Black.

Harry looked at the scary old house elf curiously. He couldn't help comparing it with Dobby. Although the appearance and clothes were completely different, the temperaments of the two were surprisingly the same—it looked like he was in a Muggle TV series. The butler seen here.

Dobby's butler temperament is more obvious, because he has an extra small suit than the house elf in front of him.

"Hello, what is your name?" Harry greeted friendly.

Kreacher pursed his lips and murmured a little, but Harry did not hear clearly. He straightened out his clean white cloth, bowed respectfully, and said, "You can call me Kreacher, honorable guest. , Welcome to Black’s Ancestral House."

Harry was a little embarrassed. He wasn't quite comfortable with the welcome speech of the house elves: "Actually, cough cough, wait, Black's ancestral house? This is Sirius's house?"

"Yes," Kreacher said, "The young master was born and raised here, although he ran away from home innocently when he was young..." He showed sly eyes, "But when he was in danger, he thought of it for the first time. here."

Harry was very interested in asking for details. He wanted to know more about the godfather. When he learned that Harry was the godson of Sirius, Kreacher's attitude became more respectful, and he was willing to tell more secret things.

"Master has been crying these days, Kreacher heard it all, but Master refused to admit it..."

"Kreacher! Shut up!" The fireplace flashed again, and Sirius walked out of it. As soon as he came in he heard Kreacher slander him, his nose almost crooked. He strode over, picked up Kreacher from the ground, and said loudly, "Don't mention it to anyone—"

Kreacher said respectfully: "But Mr. Potter is the master's godson, and as your heir, he has the right to understand..."

"I said, no!" Sirius's lips trembled, "Go make tea."

"Yes." Kreacher's figure flickered and disappeared.

Felix looked beside him for a long time, a smile flashed across his eyes, "So, your relationship has improved?"

"Which eye did you see? He still hates it..." Sirius muttered.

Harry blinked. He thought he should talk to Ron about what he saw. Ron always believed that the house elves were servants of the nobles and only knew how to obey orders, but the two elves he came into contact with—Dobby and Kreacher has his own personality.

They came to the living room. It was the first time for Harry to come. He was curious about everything here, and had an inexplicable favor. Although the house is a bit dark, maybe the lights are not turned on? After all, it’s night now, and Sirius lives alone, so there’s no need to waste it...

The air was a little moist and had a musty smell. It was nothing, just clean it up, and Harry thought he could help.

When I came to the living room, it was a little brighter, the candles on the wall were burning quietly, and the delicate golden chandelier hung from the ceiling. Harry suspected that it was made of pure gold.

"Do whatever you want, the room is a little messy." Sirius put away the scattered comic books and piled them aside. He stood there for a while, "Oh, by the way, I'll go get things."

Sirius left, and there was a sound of crunching on the planks in the distance, and soon his figure appeared again, returning with a heavy gold locket.

Kreacher delivered hot tea at the right time, and he stood at the door.

"It's this thing...Master Regulus gave Kreacher to Kreacher to destroy it. But with so much magic on the box, poor Kreacher tried everything he could, and he couldn't leave a trace..."

"Kreacher guessed that it should be opened from the inside, but I can't do it."

Harry watched Kreacher crying sadly, worried that he would suddenly jump up in the next second to punish himself. But after another thought, his heart moved, opening it from the inside? He wondered what it was.

Felix leaned closer and looked at the locket carefully. It looked very clean. It should have been cleaned by Sirius. There was a gorgeous S-shaped snake embedded on the surface. It was made of many small emeralds and exuded slightly. Bright light.

"S letter." "A snake?"

Felix and Harry said at the same time that the two looked at each other, Felix laughed, "We are all right." He reached out his index finger and tapped the gold locket. His perspective began to change, and the color looked like It was washed away by the rain and turned gray. In my sight, there was a dazzling magical brilliance, layered on top of each other, densely packed, in the innermost layer of these protective magics, there is a group of extremely evil dark power entrenched, it is like a monster. Squirming.

It was a Horcrux, and... Felix found that this Horcrux was more active than any he had seen before, as if it was about to jump out in the next second.

Felix thought about it. It seemed that Voldemort had different arrangements for each Horcrux. The diary Horcrux was also very active, but what was active was the memory of the young Voldemort hidden in it, not the soul fragments inside.

As for the crown, it was even more secretive. He didn't see the flaws at all. Combined with the characteristics of the Ravenclaw crown itself, perhaps this was part of the trick-a silent trick to get the crowned person.

Sirius stared at Felix and Harry, and suddenly they stopped talking. "What do you see?"

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be Salazar Slytherin's locket, used by Voldemort—" Felix stopped talking, and the locket trembled slightly, looking restless.

"I've never seen it like this." Sirius stood up uncertainly, pulled Harry aside, and stared at it vigilantly. The golden chain with the locket twisted frantically, UU reading www.uukanshu. com seems to want to strangle one of them.

"Sirius, Professor..." Harry swallowed hard, "I want to do something."

"What are you talking about, Harry?" Sirius asked. He was worried that Harry was affected by the locket and was looking at his godson worriedly: "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

"No, no," Harry was also surprised by the sudden thoughts that he had come up with. "It's Snakeman, I want to speak Snakeman!" Sirius looked at Harry blankly, he didn't know Harry at all. There is also this ability.

"Just do it, let's see what changes." Felix said calmly.

So Harry stared at the locket and imagined the pattern on it as a small snake. This was easy, especially when the locket was still "buzzing" and there was a rustling sound, and he opened it. Mouth, there was a "hissing" sound.

Felix is ​​no stranger to this word. He heard it several times in the secret room last year. It should mean—

"Open." Ha said in a snake-like voice.