Harry Potter and the Legend of the Temple

Louis has seen house elves before, but he has never seen such a destitute house elf.

The house elf in front of him looked very old, completely different from the Dobby he had seen before. His skin was full of wrinkles, and it seemed that he had been working at the Black family for a long time.

His clothes were extremely shabby, his eyes were bloodshot, his nose was so big that it seemed to take up a quarter of his face, and his ears were like bats.

In Louis' impression, the Black family did have an old house elf. .

"Kreacher? What are you doing here?"

"Kreacher is cleaning." Kreacher, the house elf, muttered in a low voice, then turned around and whispered softly when he thought no one else could hear him, "The blackguard master has brought his little cub home. Oh, what would my poor mistress say."

"I'm sorry, Kreacher, what are you talking about?" Harry pretended not to hear.

"Kreacher didn't say anything. Kreacher was very honored to see Harry Potter who could defeat the Dark Lord." He bowed to Harry and glanced at Louis.

"Kreacher doesn't know who this new kid is. The young master always brings strange people back. If the mistress finds out..."

"This is Louis, Kreacher, my friend." Harry introduced.

Kreacher's eyes were wide open, and he looked at Louis for a long time, almost making Louis mad.

"Hello, Kreacher, I'm Louis Wiggins." Louis took the initiative to greet the house elf.

"Wiggins? Kreacher seems to have never heard of this surname. Is it a Mudblood? Oh my god, have even the Mudbloods come to defile the mistress's house now?" Kreacher murmured to himself.

"Shut up, Kreacher, I don't allow you to call him a Mudblood!"

Sirius appeared beside them at some point, with a serious face and a somewhat angry expression.

"Yes, Kreacher must abide by everything the master says." Kreacher bowed to Sirius, "After all, Kreacher serves the noble and ancient Black family."

"That's nice to say. When have you ever told the truth? I see this place is getting dirty every day."

"The master always likes to joke. Although the master is a murderer, Kreacher has to serve him."

"Sirius is not a murderer, he is innocent." Harry defended.

"There's no need to explain to him, Harry, there's something wrong with his brain. He won't listen to us." Sirius waved his hand.

"How can Master say that to Kreacher? Kreacher has been serving the Black family with great devotion." Kreacher spoke respectfully like a child admitting his mistake. Then he turned around and whispered, "Master is a dirty person." , ungrateful pig, he hurt his mother’s heart——”

"My mother has no heart, Kreacher," Sirius shouted. "She lives in her own resentment."

"No matter what the master says," it grunted angrily, "the master is not worthy of carrying his mother's shoes. Oh! My poor mistress, what would she say if she saw Kreacher serving him? She hates it so much. Master, how disappointing he is—"

"That's enough. What are you doing here? Don't make up nonsense to me that you are cleaning."

"Kreacher is protecting the Black family's belongings from being stolen by others." Kreacher walked to the closet as if he was blocking something.

"I think you are stealing something." Sirius said contemptuously, "Okay, before I go completely crazy, disappear from my eyes."

Kreacher bowed to them again and then walked out of the room.

"It is my house elf. It has been in the Black family since I was a child. It scares you, Louis." Sirius' expression finally softened. He never gave Kreacher a good look.

Louis shook his head. He still understood Kreacher's character. He was not bad in nature, he was just considering the interests of the Black family.

"Sirius, have you ever considered letting him go free, like Dobby?" Harry asked.

"This is impossible, Harry." Sirius explained to Harry, "As I told you before, house elves have been marked as slaves by wizards, especially those like Kreacher who have been enslaved for generations. An elf who serves the wizard family. Once you give it freedom, it's like giving it death."

"You said that Dobby was just an accident. Most house elves would rather not be free."

What Sirius said is exactly the truth. This is the current situation of house elves. Therefore, Hermione's house elf rights protection association was a very unrealistic idea. Although the original intention of this idea was good, it wanted to Realization cannot be achieved overnight.

"Okay, there's nothing good to see here. If you need anything, just tell me."

Sirius took Louis and Harry out of the basement. Louis glanced at the closet in the basement. He was not sure if the Slytherin locket was in the closet.

Because Regulus asked Kreacher to bring back the real locket and destroy it. But obviously, the power of Horcrux cannot be destroyed by the magic of house elves.

Since it was not destroyed, it must have been hidden somewhere by Kreacher at No. 12 Grimmauld Place.

Now it seems that the closet is the most likely, and of course there is no rule out that there is a locket in Regulus' room.

"Louis, your room is upstairs, let me take you up." Sirius gestured to him, "The house here is big enough, you can choose any room."

Louis stepped on the aging stairs, which made a creaking sound. When he climbed the two wooden stairs and came to the door of a relatively neat room, he had already made up his mind.

"Well, don't dislike this place being dirty. After all, no one has lived in it for more than ten years." Sirius' face was full of apologies, "It's impossible for Harry and I to clean such a big house. "

Louis held the doorknob and opened the sealed door. There seemed to be no room marked on the door.

What caught Louis' eyes was a makeup mirror, and the overall architectural style exuded a strong girlish flavor.

"Sirius, whose room was this before?" Louis asked in surprise.

The Black family has three relatively famous girls, of course, as long as they are not that crazy bitch Bellatrix. . .

"Hmm, this used to be my sister, my favorite sister, Andromeda Black." Sirius sighed, "She later married a wizard of Muggle descent. From that day on, my mother treated her He was removed from the family. Although the room is still there, the name on it is gone.”

"It seems like you haven't mentioned this before, Sirius." Harry said from the side.

"These are all sad things from the past, not worth mentioning." Sirius smiled, "Now, my sister is very happy."

"Have a good rest today. Harry's room is next to yours."

Louis nodded, and Sirius and Harry closed the door, leaving Louis alone in the room.

He was lying on the bed, thinking about how to get the locket from Kreacher. This might be a difficult task.