Chapter 268 Flick, Then Flick
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Liu Yue Zhi Yuan Fei
Sirius sighed and said: "No, he was killed by Voldemort, or more likely he was killed under Voldemort's orders. I suspect that Regulus is not that important and needs Voldemort to kill him himself. From From what I've read since he died, he was pretty deep, he was terrified of what he was being asked to do and wanted to quit... what a ridiculous idea he thought he would submit to Voldemort A resignation report is enough, hmph, you can either work for the rest of your life or die."
Lupine said from the side: "I also had some understanding of this matter at the beginning, Douglas, what exactly are you looking for, there is no information that the mysterious man gave Regulus anything, even if he did, then in Regulus After Si's death, the mysterious man will definitely take back the things, right?"
Sirius frowned and said, "What? Doug, you never said anything about it. Where did you hear the news?"
Kreacher, who was in mid-air, tightly covered his mouth. He still didn't understand if Douglas was talking about that matter. The Dark Lord didn't reward Master Regulus with anything, but the Master did steal something from the Dark Lord.
Only he knows about it...
Douglas shook his head and said, "I need to have a private chat with Kreacher."
After speaking, he waved to Kreacher, and Kreacher involuntarily flew towards Douglas, while Douglas pushed away Regulus' room.
Regulus' bedroom was a little smaller than Sirius's, but the two had completely opposite decorations, Sirius wishing to appear completely different from his family members, while Regulus emphasized his origin.The silver and green of Slytherin can be seen everywhere, covering the bed, walls and windows, and the crest of the Black family and the motto of always pure b are carefully painted on the bedside.There are also many yellowed bulletins pasted under the head of the bed, glued into an irregular collage.It's all about Voldemort.
After the two entered the room, the door of the room suddenly closed automatically, and the rest of the people were isolated outside.Let Sirius, who was about to follow in, almost hit his nose.
Kreacher was still floating in mid-air, unable to move at all. He looked at the man in front of him in horror. He didn't understand what the other party wanted to do, what did the other party know?That secret is obviously only known to me, why the other party seems to be aiming at that secret.
But Douglas didn't speak, but pulled out the magic radar from his pocket.After adjusting it a bit, attach the antennae protruding from the radar to the wall of the house.Soon, the radar showed the structure of the entire French language room.In a certain room on the second floor there is a red dot that keeps blinking.
Douglas said slowly: ""Since entering this room, my magic props have been getting hot and hot, suggesting that there is something I have been looking for here.
Although I've never seen it, I know where it came from, who made it?Don't look at me with that suspicious look.
It wasn't the only one Voldemort made.And I personally destroyed two.And made this magic prop tracker, as long as it is within a certain range, it will display the location of that magic prop.
I don't know why he was in the ancestral home of the Black family, maybe it was because Voldemort trusted Meregulus too much to give him this thing.
But now Voldemort is gone and Regulus is dead, so can you give me this thing?I know where he is, and I can fetch it myself.
But I still hope that you, Kreacher, the loyal house-elf of the Black family, will hand over this thing to me yourself. "
If Douglas hadn't hoped that Kreacher would honestly take him to that cave, he wouldn't have used such a method.You must know that people grow old, and house elves are no exception, otherwise this guy will not deliberately misinterpret Sirius' meaning in the future, and betray the relationship between Harry and Sirius to Voldemort.
Kreacher said excitedly: "I don't know how sir knew about this, but Kreacher wanted to help Master Regulus. Kreacher did not fulfill the master's request. He failed to carry out the master's order."
At this moment, Kreacher frantically twisted his head, wanting to punish himself, but it was useless, after struggling for a while, he gave up and drooped his head, muttering to himself: "
"It's a locket, Master Regulus' locket... Can you really destroy that thing? Kreacher tried countless times. Kreacher couldn't leave a trace on it , Kreacher tried all ways, all ways, but none, none of them worked...
The box is so powerfully magical that Kreacher believes that it can only be destroyed from the inside, but Kreacher cannot open it.Kreacher punished himself for trying again, punished himself for trying again, Kreacher failed to carry out Master Regulus' orders, Kreacher failed to destroy the locket.
The hostess went mad with grief, because Master Regulus disappeared, and Kreacher couldn't tell him what happened, because Master Regulus forbade him to tell his family what happened in the cave. "
Douglas showed an understanding smile and said: "Yes, yes, you are not wrong, but I am not from the Black family, am I? I can just help you..."
Kreacher looked at Douglas with a complicated expression. He didn't believe the Mudblood in front of him, and he was even more worried that he would really believe in this Mudblood, and really asked him for help. The concept of the Black family would not allow him to do so. .....
Douglas continued:
"You don't have to believe me, I said that I could just take that thing away, and you will only punish yourself crazily for not completing his last promise, and you will only be punished crazily because you have lost Regulus' last promise. order, and become the unforgivable existence of the Black family, because you disgraced Regulus, you failed to let the world know that he was once a hero... old man... well, I mean old Kreacher, you have to believe that I am here to help you, and also to help Regulus, to fulfill his last wish..."
Kreacher looked at Douglas in surprise: "You...how did you know that it was Master Regulus' last request, how did you know that Master Regulus died because of the locket? Who are you? ? How do you know this?"
Douglas said a little speechlessly: "Didn't you just say that yourself? Regulus disappeared, and Regulus didn't let you tell your family. Oh, by the way, you also talked about what happened in the cave."
Kreacher bowed his head in silence, with a heavy sense of frustration on his face, he didn't know why he would say this to the Mudblood in front of him, he would rather tell that Harry Potter, at least he really defeated the Dark Lord... ..
After a while, Kreacher raised his head and stared at Douglas with his bloodshot eyes. This reaction made Douglas feel inexplicable.
If it weren't for the fact that house elves are more sensitive to some magic, he really planned to use Legilimency to see what this guy was thinking about.
Kreacher lowered his head and muttered, "Mud... This gentleman wants Kreacher to give him Master Regulus' locket, but this gentleman won't release the magic on Kreacher. Kreacher doesn't know if such a person can really open that locket? Can he really destroy it?"
This time it was Douglas' turn to be embarrassed. He had been waiting for the other party to untie the pendant and go to the locket, but forgot that he had cast a spell on the other party.
Lupine said from the side: "I also had some understanding of this matter at the beginning, Douglas, what exactly are you looking for, there is no information that the mysterious man gave Regulus anything, even if he did, then in Regulus After Si's death, the mysterious man will definitely take back the things, right?"
Sirius frowned and said, "What? Doug, you never said anything about it. Where did you hear the news?"
Kreacher, who was in mid-air, tightly covered his mouth. He still didn't understand if Douglas was talking about that matter. The Dark Lord didn't reward Master Regulus with anything, but the Master did steal something from the Dark Lord.
Only he knows about it...
Douglas shook his head and said, "I need to have a private chat with Kreacher."
After speaking, he waved to Kreacher, and Kreacher involuntarily flew towards Douglas, while Douglas pushed away Regulus' room.
Regulus' bedroom was a little smaller than Sirius's, but the two had completely opposite decorations, Sirius wishing to appear completely different from his family members, while Regulus emphasized his origin.The silver and green of Slytherin can be seen everywhere, covering the bed, walls and windows, and the crest of the Black family and the motto of always pure b are carefully painted on the bedside.There are also many yellowed bulletins pasted under the head of the bed, glued into an irregular collage.It's all about Voldemort.
After the two entered the room, the door of the room suddenly closed automatically, and the rest of the people were isolated outside.Let Sirius, who was about to follow in, almost hit his nose.
Kreacher was still floating in mid-air, unable to move at all. He looked at the man in front of him in horror. He didn't understand what the other party wanted to do, what did the other party know?That secret is obviously only known to me, why the other party seems to be aiming at that secret.
But Douglas didn't speak, but pulled out the magic radar from his pocket.After adjusting it a bit, attach the antennae protruding from the radar to the wall of the house.Soon, the radar showed the structure of the entire French language room.In a certain room on the second floor there is a red dot that keeps blinking.
Douglas said slowly: ""Since entering this room, my magic props have been getting hot and hot, suggesting that there is something I have been looking for here.
Although I've never seen it, I know where it came from, who made it?Don't look at me with that suspicious look.
It wasn't the only one Voldemort made.And I personally destroyed two.And made this magic prop tracker, as long as it is within a certain range, it will display the location of that magic prop.
I don't know why he was in the ancestral home of the Black family, maybe it was because Voldemort trusted Meregulus too much to give him this thing.
But now Voldemort is gone and Regulus is dead, so can you give me this thing?I know where he is, and I can fetch it myself.
But I still hope that you, Kreacher, the loyal house-elf of the Black family, will hand over this thing to me yourself. "
If Douglas hadn't hoped that Kreacher would honestly take him to that cave, he wouldn't have used such a method.You must know that people grow old, and house elves are no exception, otherwise this guy will not deliberately misinterpret Sirius' meaning in the future, and betray the relationship between Harry and Sirius to Voldemort.
Kreacher said excitedly: "I don't know how sir knew about this, but Kreacher wanted to help Master Regulus. Kreacher did not fulfill the master's request. He failed to carry out the master's order."
At this moment, Kreacher frantically twisted his head, wanting to punish himself, but it was useless, after struggling for a while, he gave up and drooped his head, muttering to himself: "
"It's a locket, Master Regulus' locket... Can you really destroy that thing? Kreacher tried countless times. Kreacher couldn't leave a trace on it , Kreacher tried all ways, all ways, but none, none of them worked...
The box is so powerfully magical that Kreacher believes that it can only be destroyed from the inside, but Kreacher cannot open it.Kreacher punished himself for trying again, punished himself for trying again, Kreacher failed to carry out Master Regulus' orders, Kreacher failed to destroy the locket.
The hostess went mad with grief, because Master Regulus disappeared, and Kreacher couldn't tell him what happened, because Master Regulus forbade him to tell his family what happened in the cave. "
Douglas showed an understanding smile and said: "Yes, yes, you are not wrong, but I am not from the Black family, am I? I can just help you..."
Kreacher looked at Douglas with a complicated expression. He didn't believe the Mudblood in front of him, and he was even more worried that he would really believe in this Mudblood, and really asked him for help. The concept of the Black family would not allow him to do so. .....
Douglas continued:
"You don't have to believe me, I said that I could just take that thing away, and you will only punish yourself crazily for not completing his last promise, and you will only be punished crazily because you have lost Regulus' last promise. order, and become the unforgivable existence of the Black family, because you disgraced Regulus, you failed to let the world know that he was once a hero... old man... well, I mean old Kreacher, you have to believe that I am here to help you, and also to help Regulus, to fulfill his last wish..."
Kreacher looked at Douglas in surprise: "You...how did you know that it was Master Regulus' last request, how did you know that Master Regulus died because of the locket? Who are you? ? How do you know this?"
Douglas said a little speechlessly: "Didn't you just say that yourself? Regulus disappeared, and Regulus didn't let you tell your family. Oh, by the way, you also talked about what happened in the cave."
Kreacher bowed his head in silence, with a heavy sense of frustration on his face, he didn't know why he would say this to the Mudblood in front of him, he would rather tell that Harry Potter, at least he really defeated the Dark Lord... ..
After a while, Kreacher raised his head and stared at Douglas with his bloodshot eyes. This reaction made Douglas feel inexplicable.
If it weren't for the fact that house elves are more sensitive to some magic, he really planned to use Legilimency to see what this guy was thinking about.
Kreacher lowered his head and muttered, "Mud... This gentleman wants Kreacher to give him Master Regulus' locket, but this gentleman won't release the magic on Kreacher. Kreacher doesn't know if such a person can really open that locket? Can he really destroy it?"
This time it was Douglas' turn to be embarrassed. He had been waiting for the other party to untie the pendant and go to the locket, but forgot that he had cast a spell on the other party.
