In This Hogwarts Without a Savior

Chapter 512 510. Regulus

Arriving in front of the glass cabinet Jon mentioned on the second floor, Sirius easily found the locket.

This thing had been sitting here for a long time, and next to it was a medal of the Order of Merlin - bought by one of Sirius' ancestors through a donation.

But when he got the locket, he didn't hand it to Jon directly. Instead, he frowned and looked at the thing carefully, then turned around and asked.

"Of course I have no doubts about Dumbledore, but I am certain that you are not from the Black family, so how do you know about this locket?"

Of course Jon had expected this.

Even if Sirius doesn't like his home anymore, now that he is the only owner here, he will definitely have questions about why Jon knows this.

"According to the agreement with Professor Dumbledore, my origin needs to be concealed for the time being. As for what this locket is. I think why don't you ask the person who brought it back?"

Sirius' expression was a little unkind. He felt that Jon, this weird little boy, was playing himself as a fool.

"If I knew who got it back, do you think I would still ask you this?"

"If you can't find the person who brought it here now, do you think I'd let you ask?"

Silence suddenly fell in the air, and Sirius suddenly changed his gaze and looked at the old house elf who was still hiding behind the handrail of the stairs, as old as a rotten orange.

The moment the house elf met his eyes, he disappeared in the next second and actually ran away!

However, Sirius just shouted loudly.

"Kreacher!"

There was a "pop" sound, and Kreacher returned. Although his face was still full of reluctance and resistance, he still could not disobey Sirius's order.

Sirius ignored his emotions at all. Ever since he left this home, he had no feelings for anyone in this family.

And since the death of James Potter, his best friend, he has become enemies with the entire Black family.

"Why did you never tell me about this locket!"

he questioned sternly.

Kreacher's eyes averted and he stammered in reply.

"Sirius, Master Sirius has never asked Kreacher."

Sirius grabbed the rags on his body and stared at him with his eyes.

"Then I have to ask now! Who asked you to bring this box back!"

"Yes, it is Master Regulus!"

Kreacher, who couldn't resist Sirius, also screamed loudly.

After hearing this name, Sirius' hand movements paused, and a sneer appeared on his face unconsciously. At the same time, he released his grip on Kreacher and looked at the words on the locket. That snake relief.

"It turns out that he asked you to bring it back. This is natural. Of course his master will trust him and let him treasure something."

Kreacher, who was let go, listened to Sirius's taunts with a vague and disdainful disgust on his face, but this expression was covered up by his still respectful posture. He didn't seem to care at all about what to say. .

The locket was thrown into Jon's hands by Sirius. After he learned the origin of this thing, he didn't seem to be interested at all.

Jon had been silently watching the interaction between the master and servant. Only after receiving the locket did he speak.

"Maybe it's not what you think, Mr. Black."

In the previous world, Jon was always on a first-name basis, but here the relationship between them is not that close.

"Perhaps this is something very important to Voldemort. Your brother discovered this and stole it from Voldemort?"

Sirius laughed, as if he had heard some funny joke.

"Just do what Dumbledore has given you. How much more do you know about the Black family than I do?"

Jon didn't do much to argue with him, and it wasn't Sirius's fault, because the inherent impression his family had left on him was not something that could be changed easily.

Even in the original world, regarding the matter of Regulus and the locket, Jon still found out that Kreacher had been whispering to Sirius for a long time before he truly believed this fact.

That day, he found the cave where Voldemort had hidden the locket, and sat there alone all night.

"Why don't you ask the house elf this question? You are her master now. If you ask her, she will definitely not be able to lie to you, right?"

After saying this, Jon left No. 12 Grimmauld Place without looking back.

He was not in the mood to get involved in the Black family's family affairs, but he also didn't want Regulus, a man who had returned from his lost ways, to be misunderstood and spurned by others, especially his own family, so he didn't mind telling these things if Sirius didn't take the initiative. If you ask, Kreacher will probably never tell you the secret that he will never take the initiative to tell.

After Jon left, Sirius was still thinking about the words he left, and finally he looked back at Kreacher, who still lowered his head and didn't look at him at all.

"You were in on it when you got that box, weren't you!"

Faced with Sirius's question, even if Kreacher refused in his heart, he could not help but answer.

"Yes, it is."

"Then tell me now exactly how that woman's truly good son served his master!"

Kreacher had no way to refuse. In front of his master, a house elf never had the right to refuse, even if he hated his master extremely.

So he told the story exactly from the beginning, from Voldemort taking him to hide the locket to Regulus returning to the cave with him, and told everything that happened.

After hearing all these things, Sirius remained silent.

He knew that Kreacher could not lie to him, that these things were true.

The younger brother, who in his eyes had always been a pure-blooded supporter of pure egoism, finally came around and even sacrificed himself for this, bringing out the locket that was obviously extremely important to Voldemort.

Sirius didn't know what kind of emotion he was feeling right now. He just felt like there was something clogged in his chest. The memory of his brother in his mind was so vague when he recalled it at this time.

After a long time, he spoke in a hoarse voice again.

"Take me to the cave you went to with him."