Chapter 195： Kreacher and Regulus

"What happened above?" Sirius slammed Ai Wen and asked quickly. "We just heard the scream, a scream before a man dies."

"Yes, the horrible voice is terrible. It seems to reach the deepest part of the soul. It gives people a feeling of chilling." Hermione nodded, her eyes fixed on Ai Wen, and said with concern, "You have no What happened, Ivan?"

"My scar is hurting, it feels like it is," Harry said.

"Don't worry, I don't have anything. I just made a sound when I broke this thing." Ai Wen passed Slytherin's locket.

Although this Horcrux is no longer useful, he did not throw it away.

Not to mention the Slytherin relics, this pendant itself is very collectible.

The weird text lines above also make Ai Wen very concerned.

Sarah Chassettlin could not leave these things on the locket box for no reason, not simply decorating the pattern, he should be transmitting some kind of information.

According to my own guess, if the lines are not words, it is a very unpopular magical array, and even the Voldemort himself did not find it.

Although this possibility is very low, it cannot be denied.

Ai Wen is going to go back and study to see if there are any new discoveries.

"Is this?" Sirius stared at the locket in his hand, his eyes focused on the uppercase letter s, and he seemed to have seen a similar pattern.

"This is the locket that Sarah Slytherin himself has handed down. The uppercase s letter is the unique coat of arms of the Slytherin family."

Sirius is awkward, no wonder he feels where he has seen this pattern.

If you go to the book "Birth and Nobility: The Genealogy of the Wizards", the third series of pure blood wizards introduced above is the Slytherin family. The most memorable one is the snake-like family emblem.

"This Slytherin's locket, I just found it in the window of the restaurant, because I was curious, I took it out, then I found something wrong, this pendant is talking to me, this It’s a black magic item.” Ai Wen explained, “Harry, Hermione, remember the diary of Tom Riddle that we met last year? If I didn’t guess wrong, this locket and the diary are The same kind of thing."

Hearing his words, Harry and Hermione turned pale in an instant, and they understood what Evan wanted to say. This pendant was a magic item left by Voldemort.

Seeing the eyes of Harry and Hermione, Ai Wen nodded.

In fact, he had just considered it for a long time and finally decided to say it, instead of continuing to conceal it.

Now that this Horcrux has been destroyed, it is natural to tell Dumbledore that there is no point in concealing it. Although some coincidences, it is said that it is good luck to discover and destroy this Horcrux.

Sirius, Harry, and Hermione are also there. Even if Dumbledore has doubts, he won’t think too much.

What's more, by arresting the little dwarf Peter, Avon suddenly found that Dumbledore was not as he imagined, as long as he was tolerant, he could try and do something selectively. .

The atmosphere on the stairs was heavy, and Harry and Hermione were pale and could not see the slightest blood. They were still immersed in the horror news brought by Ai Wen.

"Tom Riddle's diary, what are the three of you talking about?"

Only Sirius did not know what was going on. They hurriedly explained to him and said what happened last year.

"I don't understand. If this locket is a black magic item made by Voldemort, why is he in this house?" Sirius's face became more serious.

"This question can be asked Klee, he should know." Ai Wen whispered.

They returned to the restaurant and Sirius immediately summoned Kreacher.

Kreacher still clung to the old, green tapestry of dust and wormholes. He stood in front of the cold, empty fireplace and looked at them four contemptuously.

"Young Master, what do you call the old Kreacher?" Kreacher said hoarsely with his bullfrog scorpion, bowed low and yelled at his knees. "After destroying the Black family collection, the young master And the three little nephews he brought back also thought"

"I will not say these words in front of me in the future." Sirius said, "I have questions to ask you, you must answer truthfully, understand?"

"Yes, Master!" Kreacher bowed low again.

Evan saw his lips squirming silently, undoubtedly meditation on the insulting words that he now forbids him to say.

"This pendant!" Sirius threw Slytherin's locket over. "It's not something from the Black family. Where did you get it?"

"This, this is the pendant box of Master Regules!" Holding the lock box, Kreacher suddenly smashed and swayed.

"My brother?" Sirius stared. He had just heard the explanations of the three of them, knowing that this was a magic item made by Voldemort.

It seems to be similar to what I imagined, it should be Voldemort to let Regulus save this thing.

Although I don't know what they plan to do, it is definitely not a good thing.

"The pendant of the young Master Regules!" Kreacher gasped, and the dry chest was ups and downs. "Klipche made a mistake and failed to execute the command of the young master!"

Then he made a **** scream.

The next second, Kreacher rushed to the fire stick standing on the edge of the fire at an extraordinary speed, and Harry, standing beside him, reacted instinctively and rushed to press him.

Kreacher is still resisting, and Avon is rushing to help Harry.

Hermione's screams mixed with Kreacher's cry, but Sirius's snoring was louder than they were.

"Enough, Kreacher, I am ordering you not to move!"

Kreacher immediately stopped struggling, and tears flowed into his open mouth along his long nose, and he could see a gray tooth.

Evan and Harry panted on him, and Sirius came over to separate them. He held Kleiche in his hand and swayed violently, as if the house elf was a broken dress.

"Tell everything you know, where is this pendant box? What is the relationship between my brother Regulus and it?" Sirius shouted loudly. "I command you, tell me, about this. Everything in the locket is said."

Kreacher did not respond normally to Sirius. This pendant has a lot to do with the death of his brother. They must have done something in the past. (To be continued.)