From Hogwarts to Strixhaven

"This kind of living environment is not good ... Little Sirius, you should be more friendly to this family raising elves that have served the Black family for many years."

The happy time always ended in a blink of an eye. When the children couldn't help yawning, Mrs. Weasley rushed them back to bed.

The blessing of Sirius and Harry, everyone who intends to stay in the old house of Black can sleep on a clean bed.

Dumbledore and Avi, who were sitting at the dining table, looked at each other and immediately understood each other's meaning.

So under the leadership of Sirius, the three went to the small door next to the kitchen together. It was Cleche's bedroom, and now it has become a place where Sirius handles all kinds of black magic props that cannot be discarded casually.

"If you know how he calls us, you won't say this." Sirius obviously sneered at Dumbledore's words, "So, what do we want to find here?"

"You can't be sure." Dumbledore said, at the same time, carefully glanced at everything in the room with his blue eyes.

"We should ask Kleche," Ivi made a suggestion, "he has lived here for a lifetime."

The little Sirius frowned deeply. He didn't understand what the two had to find in the garbage dump.

"You are right, Avi." Dumbledore nodded in favor of Avi's suggestion and looked at a small elves towards their family.

Cleche is very old, and the skin is loosely forming a variety of unsightly folds on his body surface. The brain door without hair obstruction is the only place. A pair of eyes are turbid. Can't see the road in front of you.

"Kleche." Dumbledore called for the name of the small elves politely, "Can you annoy you to answer my questions?"

Clechat didn't mean to turn around at all, but the sound from his mouth was enough to be heard by everyone: "The annoying old loser took his little cub to disaster my hostess's house is not enough, and it was still. Let an old -fashioned egg step into it. Oh, my poor hostess, if she knows underground, if she knows what kind of slag is into her house, what will she say to Lao Keli? "

"I ordered you to turn around! Cleche!" Sirius ordered high loudly, and Clecie's failure to cooperate obviously made him hang on his face. "You have to answer the question of Dumbledore's next question. reserve!"

Although Kleche has tried to pretend to be panicked, he was still seen by everyone. He bowed and bowed to Dumbledore with sincerity and said, "Kleche does not know that the owner is coming in."

Then he straightened his body, and his gray eyes turned on Dumbledore's white beard. He said in a very quiet but very clear voice: "It is an annoying old -fashioned egg."

Dumbledore seemed to think of what he told, and he couldn't help shaking his white beard.

Clechat obviously did not expect Dumbledore's response and was taken aback, so he looked at Avi.

Avi could feel that Cleche's eyes stayed on his robe for a long time.

In the end, he said nothing, letting his eyes aimed at the ground again.

"I know that Slytherin can always get preferential treatment in this house!" Sirius was stunned with dissatisfaction. "I want you to answer the question of the two in front of him without any reservation?

"Cleche will follow the command of the owner." Cleche did not raise his head, but Sirius didn't mind.

"The annoying old loser." Cleche said softly.

No one is going to continue to ignore this old stubborn, otherwise the conversation will continue.

"I would like to ask you, Clechat, R.A.B.", R.A.B. "to refer to himself?" Dumbledore asked affectionately.

However, his problem opened his eyes with Sirius.

"I can answer you, Dumbledore!" Sirius said, "This abbreviation signature is everywhere in his textbook ... But what do you ask about this, is it related to Voldemort? I know he is a food. The Dead, but he is also a cowardly guy ... In my opinion, he has been killed by Voldemort or his dead.

"Master Legulus is not a cowardly guy! You damn the loser!" Cleche cried and rushed towards Sirius, kicking him with his hands and feet.

"What ... I ordered you to stand!" Sirius kicked Cleche aside and took out his wand from his arms.

Cleche got up from the ground and stood straight, but his gray eyes still shed tears.

"If our speculation is correct, I am afraid that Leicus is not the‘ cowardly idiot ’you think ...” Dumbledore pressed the magic wand in the little Sirius. "On the contrary, he is a very brave wizard."

"What do this mean, you confused me!" Sirius shouted in a hurry.

There is no mistake, one, one, one, one, one, one, one, one 619, one book, one, one, one, one, one, one, a book!

"He presented his life against Voldemort, and helped us find the last ring of puzzles." Avi simply added, "He is a hero."

"That's right. He hid something that is very important to Voldemort. I think the most likely place is the Black Mansion." Dumbledore took out the locket forged by Regulus, "It's not much different from the one in my hand, but it's more exquisite. It's a relic of Slytherin and also a relic of Voldemort's mother."

"Kreacher... remember!" The house-elf's body trembled, "That was given to Kreacher by Master Regulus himself! The master ordered Kreacher to destroy it! But Kreacher couldn't do it! Kreacher tried everything, but couldn't complete Master Regulus's last order!"

Dumbledore and Ivy both smiled.

"I can do it," Ivy whispered to comfort Kreacher, "I'm an expert in dealing with dark magic items. You just need to give it to me..."

Kreacher lowered his head again, pretending to be uncooperative.

"Regulus' body was also well preserved by Ivy," Dumbledore also chimed in, "I believe you don't want to see Regulus' body stay in that dark and cold lake forever..."

"Can anyone tell me what happened? Tell me everything clearly?" As Sirius shouted eagerly to know everything, Kreacher handed over the locket he had kept.

Wow... It's the next day...