Harry Potter’s Defense Professor

Sirius was on the ground looking under the closet, Tonks was rummaging through the bedside table, Kingsley went over to the table and rummaged through the drawers, and Lockhart went over to help - old quills, old textbooks, and a Ink bottles, a bunch of useless stuff...

Snape stood at the door of the room coldly, seemingly disdainful of rummaging through other people's rooms.

Moody walked over to the closet and began to examine the pockets inside, while Arthur banged on the wall, as if thinking that there would be some kind of secret passage in Muggle novels.

Why is no one going to turn over the bed! Lockhart was a little irritable, but fortunately, Tonks turned over the bedside table and began to turn over the quilt. With a crisp crash, Slytherin's locket fell to the ground.

"Is it this?" Tonks asked dumbly, clutching the quilt in his hand. All eyes were on the locket on the ground.

"Master Regulus's stuff!" Kreitcher suddenly rushed in from the door, grabbing the locket on the ground and covering his chest, "Why are you here, who of you touched Kreitcher's baby!"

"Give me that!" Sirius Black ordered loudly.

"No! This is Creche's most precious thing!" cried the old house-elf hoarsely. "No one wants to take it away, especially you little traitor!"

"You're his master, classmate Black," Snape looked at Sirius Black like a fool. "Are you going to fight it and convince it to give you something."

"This is an order." Sirius was also unequivocal, saying the most effective words directly, "Give me the thing!"

Creche froze in place as if struck by lightning, then walked over tremblingly and handed the locket to Sirius Black, which was unable to resist the master's order.

Lockhart and everyone breathed a sigh of relief, just for a moment - Lockhart thought something bloody was going to happen, but luckily it didn't happen in the end. Everyone gathered around Sirius, observing the locket. There is no need to prove it, just by feeling, this thing is undoubtedly Slytherin's locket, and it is also a Horcrux.

"How did this thing get here!" Black asked Kreicher in a commanding tone.

"Master Regulus' locket, Kreacher made a mistake and failed to execute the master's order!" When Kreacher rushed to the corner of the room to grab something and hit him on the head, Lockhart looked at him. To Sirius, Sirius also responded: "Kreich, I ordered you not to move!"

The elf froze, lying upright on the cold slate floor, tears gushing out of her sunken eye sockets.

"You said the locket belonged to 'Master Regulus'," Sirius said. "Why? Where did it come from? What does Regulus have to do with it? Cratchell, tell us what you have Everything you know about that locket, and Regulus's relationship to it!"

The elf sat up, curled up in the doorway, tucked his wet face between his knees, and began to rock back and forth. When he opened his mouth, his voice was low and muffled, but it was easy to hear in a small room where no one was talking.

"Master Sirius escaped, it was better to go, because he was a bad boy and his unruly behavior broke the mistress's heart. But Master Regulus has self-respect, he knows the name Blake and his purity What bloodline means. For many years he often spoke of the Dark Lord, the Dark Lord who wanted wizards to stop hiding and come out to rule Muggles and Muggle offspring... When Master Regulus was sixteen, He was so proud, so proud, so happy to be in the Dark Lord's organization, to be able to serve..."

"A year later, one day, Master Regulus came to see Kreitcher in the kitchen. Master Regulus has always liked Kreitcher. Master Regulus said...he said..."

The old elf shook faster.

"...he said the Dark Lord wanted a elf."

"You-Know-Who wants an elf?" Moody asked suspiciously.

Looking back at Tonks and Lupin, and Lockhart, all seemed as confused as he was.

"Oh, yes," said Kreitcher bitterly, "Master Regulus contributed to Kreitcher. It was an honor, Master Regulus said, for himself and for Kreitcher. Richie has to do everything the Dark Lord wants him to do...and go back—home."

Creecher swayed faster, and his breathing turned to sobbing.

"So Kreicher went to the Dark Lord. The Dark Lord didn't tell Kreecher what to do, but took Kreecher to a cave by the sea. It was a big cave with a big black lake in it..."

"...there is a boat..."

"There's a stone-stone basin on the island, full of potions. Black--Dark Lord tells Kreicher to drink..."

The elf trembled all over, and Lockhart was surprised to remember that even after Dumbledore drank a pot of potion, there was almost no magic power, and the house elf could serve his master normally after drinking this pot. . So how powerful were purebloods before they were wiped out by wizards?

"Kreicher drank, and saw a lot of terrifying sights when he drank...Kreache's internal organs were on fire...Kreitcher called Master Regulus to save him, and called the mistress, but the Dark Lord just Laughing...he made Cratchard run out of potions...he threw a locket into the empty basin...and filled the basin with potions."

"Then the Dark Lord got on the boat and left, leaving Kreache on the island..."

"Kreicher needed water, and he climbed to the edge of the island to drink the water from the Black Lake...Many hands, the hands of the dead, stretched out from the water and dragged Kreacher down..."

"That should be the Infernal Corpse. Headmaster Dumbledore took me there." Lockhart's words caught everyone's attention.

"How did you escape?" Sirius asked.

Kreitcher raised his ugly head and looked at Sirius with big bloodshot eyes: "Master Regulus said he wanted Kreache to go home."

"I know—but how did you get rid of the Inferi?"

"Apparition!" Moody exclaimed. "You're too slow, Sirius. When wizards set up protective magic, they subconsciously target only human wizards, but house-elves are actually very powerful. Magical creatures."

"You-Know-Who would make such a mistake?" Lupin couldn't believe it.

"Don't think of You-Know-Who as a god, you've played against him anyway, why don't you just stand here and discuss how to deal with him?" Moody said disdainfully, "Now, ask him, Regule. What's wrong?"

So Sirius asked Kreicher that question, and he actually wanted to know.

"Master Regulus is very worried, very worried," Kreicher hissed. "Regulus told Kreicher to hide and not leave the house." Then...after a while...one night, Master Regulus went to the cupboard to find Crache. Master Regulus looked weird, not like normal, Kreicher could see that he was very upset... The young master asked Kreicher to take him to the cave, the one where Kreicher and the Dark Lord went cave...

So they set off, Lockhart can imagine, a terrified old elf, with that Regulus...into that cave full of Infernal corpses...

"Did you drink that potion again?"

"Master Ray—Master Regulus took a locket out of his pocket, the same as the Dark Lord's," said Kreicher, shaking his head, tears streaming down the sides of his long nose, "he called Kreicher takes it, and when the stone basin is dry, replaces the locket and destroys it..."

"My God..." Tonks turned around reluctantly and put his arms around Lupin's neck. Lupin hugged her and couldn't help comforting her.

"So, you brought the locket home," Sirius continued, determined to know what happened. "Did you try to destroy it?"