Chapter 901 The cruel truth

The highest law for a house-elf is the order of its master. If Regulus wants Kreacher to go home, then it will do everything it can to go home.

"After Kreacher told Master Regulus everything, he was very worried. He asked Kreacher to stay in the house and not go out..."

In Voldemort's opinion, Kreacher had already been dragged to the bottom of the lake by the Inferi and died.

Regulus asked it not to go out, probably because he had doubts about Voldemort.

"After a while... one night, Master Regulus found Kreacher, and Kreacher could see that he was strange and different from usual."

Kreacher's voice turned from choking to sobbing, "He seems to be mentally confused... He wants Kreacher to take him to the cave, to the cave that Kreacher had been to with the Dark Lord..."

Regulus probably found the secret of Voldemort's immortality, which is the Horcrux, an extremely evil product of black magic.

With a thud, Sirius sat on the ground helplessly. "This idiot...why does he have to face it alone..."

Suddenly, he pounced on Kreacher, "You went with him, why are you the only one back? Why!"

He roared heart-wrenchingly and raised his fist to hit it hard.

The angry fist stopped in front of Kreacher's fleshy nose.

Vincent pulled Sirius away from Kreacher, "You are not an impulsive person. Calm down and wait patiently for it to finish."

But Sirius shook off Vincent's hand like a madman, "This cowardly bastard must have been unable to bear the damn thing he drank, so he left Regulus behind and came back alone!"

Vincent frowned, "You are in a very wrong state right now. House elves will not disobey their masters' orders. There is no way Kreacher would abandon Regulus."

Sirius stared at him fiercely with his red eyes, "How do you know it won't betray you? Maybe all this was ordered by the Dark Lord!"

Because Regulus discovered the secret of the Horcrux? But that didn't make sense. If Voldemort had colluded with Kreacher, why did he let it live?

Dumbledore also frowned.

Sirius's condition was really not right. What he said didn't even make sense based on basic logic. It seemed like he was just making up an excuse to vent his emotions.

"Get out of the way, Vincent!"

"Calm down first. Kreacher hasn't explained the whole story yet."

"I said, get out of the way!" Sirius raised his wand and pointed it at Vincent. "This idiot is full of lies. I don't need to continue listening to him!"

"Okay." Vincent sighed softly, then quickly grabbed his hand that was holding the wand.

By the time Sirius reacted, he had been thrown to the ground with his arm twisted.

Vincent's knee pressed heavily on his lower back, making him unable to move. "Don't blame me. We have to let Kreacher finish his words."

"Let me go!" Sirius stared at Vincent with resentment, "This is my home, you all have to listen to me!"

Dumbledore's frown deepened.

"Professor, my godfather..." Harry also noticed something was wrong.

Although Sirius was a bit impulsive and irritable, he would not lose his mind to this extent.

Dumbledore groaned, "I think it was this house that influenced him, or something in the house."

The hair on the back of Harry's neck stood up instantly. "Professor, are you talking about... Horcruxes?"

Dumbledore did not answer him, but walked quickly forward and squatted in front of Sirius who was unable to move, then pointed the Elder Wand in his hand at his forehead.

The searching spell soon found an extremely evil aura.

It was lurking in Sirius' body, constantly manipulating his emotions and judgment.

Dumbledore stared at the small ball of green mist that was extracted from the tip of the wand. "It seems that I guessed right."

Sirius's eyes slowly regained clarity, "I am..."

His face twitched violently. "Whatever happened just now, can you let me go first? My arm seems to be dislocated."

Vincent looked at his eyes, which had returned to normal. "Of course, I'm just in case."

Sirius, who was released, quickly shook the arm that was about to be dislocated, "I understand, but could you be a little gentler?"

Vincent spread his hands innocently, "Sorry, I'm used to it. I'll pay more attention next time."

Sirius was speechless for a moment.

It feels really bad to be controlled by someone, unable to resist or move.

Next time? Goodbye.

Vincent held out his hand to him, "How do you feel now?"

"Not bad." Sirius grabbed his hand and stood up, then looked at the small ball of green mist imprisoned by Dumbledore.

"Is this what made me lose control just now?"

Dumbledore nodded slightly. "It should be because of your strong emotional fluctuations that it was awakened. I think this is only a small part of it."

Tom's diary came to Vincent's mind.

The soul fragments in the Horcrux can not only manipulate the emotions of others, but also absorb the vitality of others, and even finally possess an entity.

If this small ball of green mist continues to stay in the body, even if you are not completely possessed, your vigorous vitality will be absorbed.

Sirius's face was filled with fear. "Horcruxes are extremely evil."

He looked at Kreacher, who was huddled on the ground and shivering. "Did you bring that thing back?"

"Yes... yes." Kreacher suddenly slammed his head hard on the carpet, again and again.

"Master Regulus wants Kreacher to destroy it, but no matter what Kreacher does, he can't leave any traces on it... Kreacher is sure that the way to destroy it is to destroy it from the inside, but it can't be opened..."

The carpet became thinner and thinner as Kreacher banged his head, and a big bump appeared on his forehead.

"Stop!" Sirius glanced at Vincent behind him, "Kreacher, I order you to stop immediately!"

Kreacher continued to hit it several times before stopping.

Sirius tried his best to remain calm. "You just said that Regulus went to the cave with you. What happened to you two later? Why did only you come back?"

Kreacher's big eyes were full of regret and he slammed his forehead hard again.

"Stop! I told you to stop!" Sirius shouted at it, "Keep talking! No more head-banging!"

Kreacher did stop.

It sobbed softly, "Those liquids... those liquids were drunk by Master Regulus..."

"What!?" Sirius was incredulous. "Why? Why did he drink it himself?"

"Kreacher doesn't... know..." After saying that, Kreacher's tears poured down from both sides of his big nose.

"Master Regulus gave Kreacher the fake locket, and he asked Kreacher to replace it with the real one when the stone plate was empty..."

Its whimpering turned into a sharp cry, "He also ordered... Kreacher to leave. He also told Kreacher... to go home... and not to tell the mistress... what he had done... and told Kreacher to destroy the locket.

He... Master Regulus drank... all the liquid... Kreacher changed the locket... Master Regulus came to the lake... and then... and then he was..."

"That's enough!" Sirius gasped for breath, "Why don't you bring him back? Don't you have the ability to do it?"

Kreacher lowered his head, as if he wanted to bang his forehead.

"answer me!"

It groaned in great pain, "Kreacher tried countless times, but... but Kreacher couldn't take Master Regulus with him... he could only watch him... watch him being dragged under the water..."

House-elves, like phoenixes, can Apparate humans along with them.

But Kreacher was old after all, and was unable to take Regulus out of the cave.

"Really..." Sirius clenched his fists and then unclenched them weakly, "This fool, if he...if he..."

Unfortunately, there is no "if" in reality. No matter how cruel the truth is, he can only choose to accept it helplessly.

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