Hogwarts Blood Wizard

"Kreacher is working at all times, sir..." The old house elf swept the ground gently with a broom in his arms, but his eyes kept staring in the direction of Ivan, his mouth flat. Ivan whispered in a voice that I could just hear.

　　 "The **** boy must be trying to steal something from Kreacher... he won't succeed!"

　　 Ivan’s mouth twitched. He understood what Sirius felt. If he had such a house-elf, he would definitely seal his mouth!

　　 The change in Ivan's expression was seen by the old house elf. It looked at Ivan gloomily, with a look of contempt in its eyes, and muttered in a low voice.

　　 "Mr. must be thinking about how to get rid of Kreacher... Kreacher had already noticed that he was so evil...

　　 But, it’s okay. Kreacher has lived long enough to be with the mistress, but I don’t know how this house will be ruined by the kid... Oh, poor..."

　　 "Shut up! Can you keep pretending to be conspiracy theories in your mind! No one wants to kill you!" Ivan rolled his eyes and interrupted Kreacher's words.

　　 "And I need to remind you that if there are some things you don't want to be heard, don't say so loudly! Hold it in my heart, understand?"

　　 Ivan is very suspicious that Kreacher’s whispers of the runs were deliberately told to himself, otherwise, how could he be heard every time.

　　 Kreacher curled his mouth, his two long, pointed ears drooped down, did not speak any more, but did not leave.

　　 Ivan shook his head, there is really nothing to do with it.

　　 In fact, if you want to know the exact location of the Slytherin locket, asking Kreacher directly is the fastest way.

But this house elf obviously doesn't trust him. It is impossible to tell the whereabouts of the locket. Maybe he will think that he is playing this thing and secretly hide the locket. It will be difficult to do. Up.

　　 Just when Ivan felt a headache for this, a crazy, creepy cry came from outside.

　　 "Go away, you dirty bug, **** nasty ghost, get out of this house for me! How dare you defile the noble Black residence!"

　　 The high female voice suddenly broke the tranquility of the mansion, and Kreacher, who was guarding the door, changed his face greatly. It snapped its fingers and disappeared in place.

　　 Ivan frowned, and immediately walked out of the room and walked in the direction of the sound. In one of the halls, he saw Lupin's figure.

　　 Lupin was standing awkwardly in front of the half-opened velvet curtain, feeling a little at a loss.

　　 And behind the curtain is a life-size portrait, in which an old lady in a black hat is screaming desperately, screaming incessantly.

　　 After seeing Ivan, the old lady's face suddenly showed a hideous expression. "Oh! God, another one, who actually allowed you to come in! This is the ancestral home of the Black family, get out! Get out of me!"

　　 The piercing scream resounded through the sky like a blessing curse, and Ivan could hear it even if he covered his ears.

　　The dirty house elf Kreacher stood around the corner looking at them, whispering something.

　　 But this scream didn't last long, because Sirius who heard the movement had already rushed over.

　　 "Shut up, you old witch, it's you who should get out of here! I'll throw you into the stove and burn you again!" Sirius cursed, and stepped forward to draw the curtain.

　　 But it seems that magic has been applied to this thing. No matter how hard he keeps his strength, the old lady's scolding in the portrait is getting louder and louder...

　　 "You despicable prodigal, the shame of the family, the evil seed I gave birth to! You still have the face to come back..."

　　 "Lupin, Harry, Ivan, you guys come and help too!" Sirius couldn't move by himself, so he had no choice but to ask Ivan and others for help. Finally, everyone worked together and finally pulled the curtain up.

　　 When the harsh scream disappeared, everyone present was relieved.

　　 "Sorry, Sirius, I don't know this thing is here, I just want to clean the curtain..." Lupin said apologetically.

　　 "No, it's none of your business! I neglected to remind you of this." Sirius shook his head.

　　 "Sirius, who was the person in this portrait just now?" Harry asked curiously.

"That's my mother! An utterly stubborn, determined pureblood, she discriminates against all non-pureblood wizards and does not allow them to step into the house! Of course, except for my uncle and that inconsistent younger brother Besides, everyone else in the Black family has similar problems!"

　　 Sirius said angrily, then looked at the drapery, "Anyway, I will find time to remove the portrait. The ultimate destination of this thing should be the stove!"

　　 Kreacher, who was hiding by the side, murmured softly at this moment. "Unconscionable prodigal, the poor mistress is dead, and he plans to destroy the portrait of the mistress... but they will not succeed~www.ltnovel.com~ no one can remove the painting... "

　　 "Say one more sentence, and I will tear your mouth apart!" Sirius turned his head and looked at the old house elf, threatening angrily.

　　 However, Kreacher didn't care. As a house elf, being punished was completely commonplace. It seemed not a big deal to tear his mouth, so he didn't stop his words, but continued to mutter.

　　 "The hostess is very strict, Miss Bellatrix is ​​very clever, Young Master Regulus is very brave... Everyone is good too! It's not the same as someone..."

　　 Sirius laughed disdainfully when he heard Kreacher's words.

　　 "You said that my mother is harsh, I admit it, and I admit that my cousin is cunning, but you said Regulus is brave?"

　　 At this point, Sirius seemed to have thought of something suddenly, and continued ironically.

　　 "Ah... yeah! You are right, he is very brave, brave enough to take refuge in a mysterious man and become a Death Eater, I never thought he would have the courage!

　　 I guess that old witch must have been so happy at the time, because her teaching all the time finally pushed her little son into the fire pit! "

　　 Sirius’ voice was very sharp, but he didn’t notice that Kreacher was staring at him angrily...

　　 Harry was so surprised when he heard this, he hurriedly asked.

　　 "Who is Regulus? You said he took refuge in Voldemort?"

　　 Sirius smiled wryly, he said while sighing. "Regulus is my brother, a cowardly fool!"