In this Hogwarts without a savior

Chapter 512 510. Regulus
When he came to the glass cabinet that Jon mentioned on the second floor, Sirius found the locket easily.

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

But the first time he got the locket, he didn't hand it to Jon directly, but frowned and looked at the thing carefully, then turned his head and asked.

"Of course I don't have any doubts about Dumbledore, but what I'm sure of is 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 didn't like his home anymore, he was now the only owner here, and he would definitely have questions about why Jon knew 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 had a bad expression on his face. He felt that Jon, a weird little boy, was playing himself for a fool.

"If I knew who brought it back, do you think I'd ask you any more?"

"If you can't find someone to bring it back here now, do you think I'll let you ask?"

There was a sudden silence in the air, Sirius suddenly changed his gaze, and looked at the old house elf who was still hiding behind the handrail of the stairs, who looked like a rotten orange.

The moment the house elf met his gaze, he disappeared in the next second and ran away!
However, Sirius just gave a loud shout.

"Kreacher!"

A "pop" sound sounded, and Kreacher came back again. Although he was still full of reluctance and resistance, he still couldn't disobey Sirius' order.

Sirius ignored his emotions at all, and since he left the family, he had no feelings for anyone in the family.

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

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

he asked sternly.

Kreacher dodged his eyes and stammered his answer.

"Sirius, Master Sirius never asked Kreacher."

Sirius grabbed the rags on his body, his eyes fixed on him.

"Then I'm going to ask now! Who asked you to bring this box back!"

"Yes, it is Master Regulus!"

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

And after hearing the name, Sirius stopped the movement of his hands, a sneer appeared on his face unconsciously, and at the same time, he let go of Kreacher's hand, and looked at the locket on the locket. That snake cameo.

"It turns out that he asked you to bring it back. It's only natural. Of course, his master will trust him and ask him to treasure something."

Kreacher, who was let go, listened to Sirius' taunt, his face only showed a kind of concealed and disdainful disgust, but this expression was covered by his still respectful posture, he didn't seem to care what he had to say at all .

The locket was thrown into Jon's hands by Sirius. After he learned about the origin of this thing, he didn't seem to have the slightest interest in it.

Jon had been silently watching the interaction between the master and servant, and he only spoke when he received the locket.

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

In the previous world, Jon always called him by his first name, but here the relationship between them is not as close.

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

Sirius laughed, as if at some funny joke.

"Just do what Dumbledore entrusted to you. How can you know more about the Black family than I do?"

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

Even in the original world, about Regulus and the locket, Jon had to find Kreacher to slap Sirius for a long time before he really believed this fact.

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

"Why don't you ask the house-elf this question? You are her master now, and if you ask her, she can't lie to you, right?"

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

He is not in the mood to participate in the family affairs of the Black family, but he does not want Regulus, who has lost his way, to be misunderstood and spurned by others, especially his own family, so he does not mind if Sirius does not take the initiative. Go ask, Kreacher will probably never tell the secrets that he will take the initiative to tell.

And after Jon left, Sirius was still thinking about the words he left behind, and finally he looked back at Kreacher who still kept his head down and didn't look at him at all.

"You were involved in getting that box too, weren't you!"

Facing Sirius' question, even if Kreacher refused in his heart, he couldn't help but answer.

"Yes, it is."

"Then tell me the truth now, how did that woman's really good son act for his master!"

Kreacher had no way to refuse. In front of his master, no house elf had the right to refuse, even though he hated his master extremely.

So he told exactly what happened, from the very beginning, when Voldemort took him to hide the locket, and then when Regulus returned to the cave with him, all the stories were told.

And after listening to all these things, Sirius remained silent on the spot.

He knew that Kreacher couldn't have lied to him, that these things were true.

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

Sirius didn't know what kind of mood he was in right now, he just felt like something was clogging his chest, and the memory of his younger brother in his mind was so blurry when he recalled it at this moment.

After a long time, he spoke hoarsely again.

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

(End of this chapter)