The Soul of Hogwarts Across Worlds

Chapter 328 Little elves with different personalities
"The prodigal young master is back again, leading a group of brats to ruin the house of the mistress."

Suddenly, a deep, roaring sound like a bullfrog came from the stairs.

It's Kreacher.

He was bent over, his head drooped weakly, and he looked at everyone with indifferent eyes, without adding any emotion to them.

Standing at the stairs, it doesn't look like a living thing at all, but more like a part of this ancient house.

Like those portraits on the walls on the first floor.

"You're still alive! Kreacher." Sirius looked at it calmly. Although he was imprisoned for several months, seeing it again didn't arouse any joy in him.

"Who is he?" Hermione asked quietly beside Harry.

"Kreacher, the house elf of the Black family." Harry replied after a pause, but his face was a bit puzzled, and then he added: "He looked very respectful before, why is he like this now?" What does it look like?"

"Respect? Oh! Kreacher has always been very respectful, and I don't know why that wild child would say that." It dragged its skinny body, walked up to the crowd, bowed to them, and said softly : "Oh! Mudblood, Kreacher smelled the smell of mudblood, the young master actually brought this residue back to the mistress's house, oh! The pure Black family has been defiled."

"Shut up, Kreacher, don't say that word in the future." Sirius said loudly, kicking it down.

"Oh~"

Kreacher groaned in pain, fell to the ground and clutched his stomach in pain.

"Don't hurt it, Sirius!" Hermione walked towards the dirty guy, then squatted down, drew out her wand, and said to it, "Resuscitate quickly."

Bit by bit, green light seeped into Kreacher's body.

Suddenly, the light-colored eyes of the house-elf widened, and the eyes were full of fear and disbelief. It trembled and continued to mutter: "Oh! My God, the little slut brought back by the master has been given Kreacher put the curse on, oh my god, Kreacher is unconscious."

"Shut up, Kreacher, Hermione is treating you, you bastard." Sirius said through gritted teeth.

"I think before, Grindelwald should have used the Confusion Curse or the Imperius Curse on it." Suddenly, Melda said.

And this also provided Sirius with new ideas, he said: "This is a good idea, maybe I can try it too."

"Okay, don't hurt it anymore, look at it, how pitiful it is. It must be so distorted because it has been bullied a lot. Maybe it needs a friend."

As she said that, Hermione suddenly remembered that Dobby seemed to be still at Melda's house.

It's been helping her finalize drafts and move things around these days.

Perhaps as an elf, it can handle the relationship with Kreacher better.

With that said, Hermione carefully took out a double-sided mirror from her pocket, which Dobby dug out from Melda's 'collection'
Uh. I found it by accident while cleaning.

There were two mirrors, and Dobby didn't hesitate, and gave one of them to Hermione.
Melda has long seen that this little employee under her, who cares about Cao Ying and stays in Han, receives his and Dumbledore's two wages, but is more willing to listen to Hermione's words.

simply.
"Hey, Dobby, do you know where 12 Grimmauld Place is?" said Hermione, holding a small mirror.

"Of course, ma'am. Dobby helped Harry Potter clean that house."

As he said that, there was a sudden "bang" sound from around.

Then Dobby, wearing a big red cloak like a small Santa, appeared in the living room.

"Oh! The traitor, the bastard, the disgrace of the house-elves, it has appeared again. As expected, Mudblood and the traitor are the most suitable to stay together." Kreacher was extremely excited at Dobby's sudden appearance. Looking at the gorgeous clothes Dobby was wearing, his face was full of anger.

But as soon as it finished speaking, an angry look flashed in Dobby's big eyes, it jumped up on the spot with a 'bang', and hit Kreacher's face directly with its thin and small fist.

It pressed Kreacher under its body, and while beating it, it said: "Miss Granger is the greatest witch, you are not allowed to insult her."

"Oh! I like this little guy." Sirius stood aside with a smile and chimed in.

And Melda covered her head, eyes full of curiosity.He inadvertently asked, "I don't understand, Hermione, what kind of potion did you pour into Dobby, why does it listen to you so much?"

"It's respect." Hermione turned her head and said flatly, then hurriedly stepped forward and pulled the two elves apart.

How could the old Kreacher be Dobby's opponent?

The biggest significance of Hermione's move was to protect it, otherwise it would not just be bruised and bruised, but a bloody head.

"Traitor, bastard without a tutor." The bruised and swollen Kreacher was still unwilling to let go, and it still cursed with those harsh voices.

On the other side, Dobby had a victorious expression on his face. He raised his head and declared loudly, "Dobby is a free elf. Dobby has no master. Dobby is protecting his friends."

"Okay, Dobby, it's being bullied." Hermione looked at the two elves with completely different personalities with a headache.

She realized that she had made a mistake in calling Dobby, and instead of solving the problem, it had made the scene even more chaotic.

Melda watched from the sidelines.

But he wasn't looking at the two elves, he was looking at the Slytherin pendant in the glass display case next to him.

"What's the matter, Melda?" Harry also looked at the showcase.Where things, Sirius had told him, were dark magical props, some of which could be traced back hundreds of years, or even further.

Even he couldn't figure out the function of all the props.

"Look at that pendant, does it look familiar?" Melda asked, pointing to the Slytherin pendant.

"Forehead?"

Harry followed Melda's lead and looked. It was a gold locket with a large snake-shaped s on it, inlaid with sparkling emeralds, resembling a small snake.

But he didn't find it strange, after all, the Black family had this snake-shaped logo everywhere.

Not enough. He did look at the locket with some familiarity, as if he had seen it somewhere.

"There is a locket like this on the life-sized statue of Salazar in the secret room." Melda said directly.

"It seems so." Harry nodded.

That locket does look a lot like the one on Salazar's statue.

But he would not therefore think that it was Salazar's locket.After all, the age difference is too long.

(End of this chapter)