Chapter 267 Regulus Black

Douglas glanced at Harry in the room, and then said to Kreacher, "Let me introduce that is my nephew named Harry Potter, who is also the godson of Sirius. Do you need me to introduce more?"

Kreacher said in a trembling voice: "Is this true? Is he really Harry Potter? Kreacher didn't see the scar just now, is he really the boy who stopped the Dark Lord? Kreacher doesn't know How did he do that."

Kreacher's reaction was strange.Lupine was pretty sure he heard surprise, even a hint of surprise, in Kreacher's tone.

Dobby also heard the excitement in Kreacher's voice from the side, he was suddenly moved, thinking that Kreacher was the same as himself, he said excitedly:

"Yes yes, all the house-elves know. What does Harry Potter mean to us humble, enslaved little people in the wizarding world? Dobby hasn't forgotten the devil who can't even be named, the strongest Most of the time, people treat us house-elves like vermin. Dobby is lucky to have the boss.

For those of us who thought the dark days would never end, Harry Potter shines like a beacon of hope.

Of course, there is also Dobby's boss, and Dobby will definitely let more people know the greatness of his boss.Kreacher, you have to believe that the future is hopeful, Dobby will stand with you...

Even if the Dark Lord comes back again, he will be defeated by the boss, and of course Harry Potter..."

Douglas coughed twice in embarrassment when he heard Dobby's naked flattery.

Lupine suppressed a smile on the sidelines, and even Harry, who was visiting the room, heard Dobby's voice, and suddenly wanted to get into the closet next to him.Sirius patted Harry on the shoulder very happily, and at the same time cast a disdainful look at Douglas. He knew that Dobby had studied Muggle butler courses, and he once glanced at Dobby's notes. There's even someone who teaches how to inadvertently flatter your boss.

Kreacher showed a look of contempt, disgust and even disgust.Dodging quickly, Dobby stretched out his hand.To him, Dobby was a blatantly reactionary manifesto, a house-elf in clothes a blatant betrayal of an elf.

He felt that he couldn't stay here anymore, and he would be polluted by Dobby if he stayed here any longer, so he turned around and walked towards the stairs.

Douglas looked at his back and said, "You have to believe that Harry can deal with everything Voldemort has."

Kreacher stopped and muttered, "I don't know what you're talking about..."

Sirius' impatient voice came from the room: "Don't pay attention to him, he is just an old fool, an old lunatic who has been in the Black family for many years, and has been obeying the orders of my crazy mother all these years, My mind is not clear for a long time. If you want to find something, you can find it yourself, as I said, you can take whatever is in this room."

Lupine asked: "The mysterious man gave Regulus, what do you care about so much, is that thing in Kreacher's hands now?"

Douglas shook his head slowly, without explaining the problem.

He looked around, then walked in the other direction from the stairs.Kreacher, who had already reached the stairs, noticed Douglas' movements, stopped again, and subconsciously glanced at the door of a room.

Douglas didn't look at the other rooms, but walked towards the position Kreacher was looking at.

There was a very handsome little sign on the previous door, the paint underneath was deeply scratched, and it said in neat handwritten letters.

[Without my express permission

No Entry

Regulus? Arcturus? Black]?

Douglas waved his wand, and Regulus' room opened.

Seeing this scene, Kreacher roared in a hoarse voice: "How dare you, how dare a Mudblood open the little master's room!"

If Kreacher hadn't seen the defensive magic on Douglas, he would have thrown his own magic directly, not to mention that the other party was the guest brought back by the last male of the Black family.

Sirius, who was still in his room, rushed out angrily when he heard Kreacher's voice.

"You old bastard, did I ever say those three words again, and you get the hell out of this house."

Kreacher was panting heavily, sobbing, staring at Douglas' movements, but still murmured in his mouth: "Oh, poor old Kreacher didn't hear the master's order, of course what the master says is right of."

As he spoke, Kreacher began banging his head against the banister of the stairs.

Douglas curled his mouth. It's this time, and the old guy's mouth is still so stinky.

Then he waved his wand, and Kreacher was immediately suspended in the air, his limbs stiffened, and he could not move anything except his head.

Then he turned his head and said helplessly to Sirius: "Can't you be quiet for a while? I'm not in a hurry, why are you in a hurry?"

Sirius rolled his eyes at Douglas: "What exactly are you looking for? The whole house is so big that you can't find it. Why did you come here directly? You won't like the things in his room."

Sirius didn't hear the conversations of several people in the room just now, and he didn't understand why Douglas went directly to Regulus' room.

Harry hid behind Sirius, trying to hold back his smile. Just now, Sirius told himself in the room that there are not only some magic traps in this room, but also many seemingly normal but very strange ones. Weird magic items, even if Douglas kept on defending against magic, he would definitely suffer a big loss.

He has known Douglas for so long, and he has never seen him suffer a disadvantage, so when Sirius dug holes for Douglas, he was going to stand aside and watch the show.

But at this moment, he still couldn't hold back his curiosity and asked Sirius: "Who is he you are talking about? Whose room?"

Sirius said blankly, "Regulus, my brother."

Harry asked curiously: "Sirius, do you have a younger brother? Why haven't you mentioned it? And where is he now?"

Sirius said blankly: "Dead!"

Harry quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I don't know about this."

The Sirius group shook their heads and said: "That stupid idiot, he joined the ranks of Death Eaters. Didn't you investigate the Black family before, don't you understand what kind of wizards my family are?

Harry said shyly, "I'm sorry, but we didn't investigate so thoroughly at the beginning. Are your...your parents also Death Eaters?"

Sirius shook his head and said: "No, I believe they think Voldemort's proposition is correct. They are all in favor of maintaining the purity of wizard blood, getting rid of Muggle-born people, and letting pure-blood people take power quickly. They are not unique Yes, before Voldemort showed his true face, many people thought he was right about some things, but when they found out that he would go to any lengths to gain power, they recoiled."

Speaking of this, Sirius sneered, and looked at Kreacher with disdain: "My parents must think that Regulus joined it from the beginning, and he is definitely a brave little hero."

Kreacher didn't know whether it was because Douglas stopped him from punishing him, or because he was saddened by Sirius' attitude towards him. At this moment, tears were streaming down his face. After hearing Sirius' sneer, he still said: "Master Regulus is Hero, he's a hero, it's Kreacher who didn't do well, it's Kreacher..."

Sirius snorted disdainfully at Kreacher, and then said to Harry, "Look, everyone thinks he's a hero."

Harry opened his mouth, hesitated and asked, "Was he killed by an Auror?"

Kreacher, who was suspended in mid-air, trembled even more. He seemed to want to say something, but he tightly covered his mouth.