Everyday Players at Hogwarts

What are these?

They are all gold!

Why is there a pair of old pants? Ron, who had sharp eyes, was attracted by some glittering baubles and coins in the corner.

There is a photo of my mother. Draco pointed to a silver photo frame and said, while the person in the black and white photo looked at Draco arrogantly, as if he didn't know his son.

The next second, Draco couldn't help shaking his head. When this photo was taken, it was estimated that his mother didn't know his father, let alone him.

This dark skin, swollen eyelids, wide chin? Ron said.

He always says shocking things.

Have you forgotten? Harry looked at Ron in surprise.

Some time ago, they also met Malfoy's mother. At that time, she had the same golden hair and white skin as the Malfoy family.

However, this also made him discover a blind spot, that is, the Black family did not look like Weasley, Potter, and Malfoy with obvious characteristics.

The people in these photos are white and black, and their facial features are not as delicate as those of Sirius and Draco's mother.

Although these are black and white photos, it is obvious from the layering of the hair that even the hair color is different.

Just when Harry was still immersed in his thoughts, a voice sounded.

It was Draco. It took him a while to realize what Ron said.

Just now, his attention seemed to be focused on the young version of his mother.

Ron Weasley! Draco jumped on Ron and strangled him several times in revenge.

You have seen my mother!

This is obviously Bellatrix Lestrange.

My aunt is a notorious Death Eater. Draco said in a disgusted tone.

Although he has never seen this aunt, his mother and father also have an expression of talking about a psychopath when they mention her.

She has many great achievements, the most famous of which is torturing Neville's parents with Cruciatus.

She, I said why she has such an annoying face.

At this time, she made people feel disgusted. Ron apologized first, and then complained.

Obviously, even if Ron had never seen this Death Eater, when he mentioned this name, he knew how much blood and rain were behind this name.

What is that?

I seem to have seen it in the living room. Ron pointed to a golden locket and said.

The locket was shining with gold, and it was inlaid with the same glittering emeralds, forming a snake-shaped S.

This is what Sirius was going to throw away and was picked up by Kreacher. Harry said.

He glanced at it casually, but for some reason, dongdong!

The cold feeling from the scar on the top of the head and the strange heat from the heart swept through the whole body.

This is the feeling that only comes when you see Voldemort!

This!

This is Slytherin's locket! Draco said in surprise.

Slytherin? Harry said with a slightly hoarse figure.

He was very curious, could it be that this feeling now had nothing to do with Voldemort, or that this feeling was directed at people or things related to Slytherin.

After all, there was one thing he hadn't told anyone else, that he was a Parseltongue.

Moreover, he learned from Ryan that Potter and Gaunt were also distant relatives.

Crack!

Kreacher appeared!

He was thin and small, only half a man's height, with pale skin folded down, and a lot of white hair coming out of his bat-like ears.

He was still wearing the dirty rag he wore when they first met him. But now, his expression was completely different from the first time they met or even the short time they spent together later.

Stay away from it! Kreacher almost shouted.

And this time his reply was completely unlike that of a house-elf.

He didn't mention his own name, and no matter how much he looked down on Ron before, he would not be so rude.

After all, Ron was a pure-blood, and he was related to the Black family, so he should at least say something like a pure-blood traitor's son.

Ron also noticed this, Kreacher?

You?

Stay away from what.

Draco pulled Ron, I think it's the locket.

We'll leave now. Draco continued.

Ron nodded after he came to his senses. After all, this is Kreacher's nest. It's rude to enter without permission.

Harry? Ron looked at his friend in confusion.

He didn't move, and his feet seemed to be rooted.

What's even more amazing is Kreacher, his ugly old face actually showed a struggling expression.

It seems that there is another self struggling with him. Harry Potter can stay.

Old Kreacher has no choice, this is to complete the order of Master Regulus.

Can Harry Potter destroy it? Just like defeating that man? Kreacher widened his gray eyes, and for some reason, it made people feel a little pitiful.

Harry, we should go. Draco grabbed Harry's right hand.

He thought it was dangerous, and why did he want to destroy Slytherin's locket?

Although that Regulus was Sirius's younger brother.

But he is a Death Eater.

How can a Death Eater's order be good?

Maybe this locket is part of Hogwarts' defensive magic.

Even if we must destroy it, we must first find Sirius.

No, Draco, I don't think I can leave. Harry said.

It's so hot! Draco let go of Harry's right hand.

At that moment, he suddenly felt that Harry's hand was very hot.

So, with Ron and Draco's concerns and Kreacher's expectations, Harry slowly walked towards the golden locket.

Open. Harry suddenly read in a hissing voice.

Harry, you are a Parseltongue!

How could it be!

Master Regulus's order! Kreacher Ron, Draco, Kreacher couldn't help but say.

But Harry didn't speak for some reason. He just felt a desire, a desire to be threatened and attack it.

The small golden lid of the locket popped open with a click.

Behind each of the two small glass windows, there was a living eye blinking, dark and bright.

At this time, a voice hissed from the Horcrux, I feel your desire.

Not only why, he was clearly speaking Parseltongue, the same language as Harry, but for some reason everyone present could clearly understand what he meant.

Ron Weasley, you want to be as great as your father and become a prefect.

Draco Malfoy, you are worried that your parents will turn to Voldemort.

Kreacher, you want to destroy me, but I can achieve everything you want, including resurrecting Regulus.

I can achieve everything you want, as long as you can stop Harry Potter.

It rolled its eyes, and there seemed to be a magical power in its hissing voice, which penetrated people's hearts and made people surrender to it.

Ron and Draco couldn't help but draw out their wands, their hands trembling slightly.

But Kreacher stood behind Harry, his eyes blurred with tears.