Chapter 459: Finally got the Slytherin Locket

"Yes... yes..." Kreacher shrank his head again and said, "When he was sixteen, Master Regulus joined the Dark Lord's group... Then, one day, Master Regulus said that the Dark Lord needed a house-elf."

"Do you need a house-elf?" Mrs. Black repeated Kreacher's words in confusion.

"Yes." Kreacher stammered, "Master Regulus took the initiative to recommend Kreacher. The master told me that it was an honor, an honor that belonged to Kreacher and the Black family. Kreacher only had to do everything the Dark Lord ordered, and then... go home."

The old house-elf began to shake, as if trying desperately to suppress his emotions, but he never stopped talking: "... Kreacher was taken to an island in the middle of a lake by the Dark Lord, and was asked to drink a basin of potion... Kreacher drank it... Kreacher's body felt like it was on fire... He cried for Master Regulus to save him, and cried for his mistress... But no one responded to him, only the Dark Lord... who was laughing wildly... until all the potion was drunk... Then, the Dark Lord put a box in the empty basin... and filled it up with more potion..."

There was complete silence. Perhaps they were deeply attracted by this experience, but more likely... they recalled the bloody and cruel methods of the Dark Lord...

"Then the Dark Lord rowed the boat away, leaving Kreacher alone on the island." Kreacher was still chattering: "I remember that Master Regulus once asked me to do everything the Dark Lord ordered, and then... go home, so I came back..."

At this point, the three listeners looked at each other, also somewhat confused by this operation. This command was executed...oh, how should I put it? It was very...from the heart?

Kreacher obviously didn't notice the audience's reaction. He continued to immerse himself in his own memories: "Master Regulus was very worried when he saw me coming back. He asked me to stay at home and not go out... But one night, Master Regulus asked Kreacher to take him to the island in the middle of the lake... He gave Kreacher a box, exactly the same as the one of the Dark Lord. He told Kreacher to replace the box once the stone basin was empty... In the end, the master drank all the potions himself..." At this point, Kreacher was already crying crazily and banging his head on the ground crazily...

This time, the three people in the room were silent again, and the air seemed to freeze. Especially the Malfoys. Although they had seen the relevant information in the communication ring, they had never been there in person. At this moment, their hearts were filled with fear, anger, or sadness. For a moment, they felt a mixture of emotions.

"Where is the box now?" Mrs. Black asked coldly, suppressing her anger.

Kreacher's lips trembled, as if he wanted to answer, but hesitated. He seemed reluctant to let Master Regulus's last request go to waste.

"Kreacher, it seems that what you need most right now is a pair of socks!" Mrs. Black was already speaking through gritted teeth.

"No, mistress, I don't need it... I was wrong, I was really wrong." Kreacher was now completely panicked: "I'll get it for the mistress now." Before he finished speaking, he had disappeared in the living room in a hurry.

Looking at the back of the house-elf leaving, Mrs. Black sneered in a low voice: "Humph! I thought you guys really felt guilty today and came to visit an old woman like me, and to check on the Black family's situation. I didn't expect that you actually came here for something. How realistic, hehe..."

"Aunt, you really misunderstood us when you said that." Lucius, who had been silent all day, suddenly said seriously: "Although Narcissa and I have seldom returned to the old house recently, it is because the current situation is changing too fast and we are overwhelmed. Even the Malfoy family needs to constantly face huge shocks. As long as something goes wrong, the end of the Malfoy family will also be very tragic... However, when we really encounter something, we will still run around and consider for the Black family without hesitation. After all, Narcissa is a member of the Black family... Take this time for example, I have exhausted all the connections of the Malfoy family to barely mediate successfully... You should know that if I really came only for the token of the Dark Lord, I would just bring more people. Wouldn't it be more certain?"

Mrs. Black only pondered for a moment and understood the meaning of his words. Yes, although the Black family is famous, they have actually declined. Now, the only thing left of the family is this old house. As Lucius said, if they really have any bad intentions, they can just come to the door directly. How can I stop them? Just rely on an old house-elf? Thinking of this, the tone of Mrs. Black's portrait softened: "Are you really sure that as long as you hand over the token, they will not harass us again?"

"Aunt, I can only guarantee that the current situation is the best result we can achieve." Lucius refused to give in. "Of course, if they still refuse to give in, my Malfoy family will never sit idly by. We will do our best to protect the safety of the Black family. This is the only promise we can make."

"Okay, I understand." Mrs. Black was not angry at Lucius' words, but felt that his words were more credible. Compared with this, those who took on too much without a clear beginning or an end were more frightening, right?

At this time, Kreacher also hurried back. He had heard some of the conversation between the two people just now, and he had already understood the seriousness of the current situation. Without any hesitation, he handed the box directly to Lucius.

Lucius was quite cautious, as he did not want to die before achieving his goal. After ensuring that the same soul-locking charm and the same protective alchemical props were ready, he only dared to open the box and take a glance before hastily closing it.

But after just one glance, he was relieved. It was the Slytherin locket that the master wanted! The soul-locking charm was pressed, and it was done! Of course, the two of them couldn't just turn around and leave after getting the things. After chatting for another hour, they finally said goodbye and left...