Journey to the Wizarding World of Hogwarts

Facts have proven that you may not tell the truth when you are drunk, but you will definitely tell crazy things.

Kreacher's entire elf hung on Sirius's shoulder, crying profusely, with green snot and saliva spitting everywhere. Fortunately, Black got a little carried away and didn't throw it out for a while.

"Master, you are a bad boy!" Kreacher shouted with tears in his eyes, "You left Master Regulus alone in this cold house. He has to face the master and mistress alone every day. , the mistress will scold people when she has a bad temper, and the scolding will be particularly terrible, oh, poor Master Regulus..."

Sirius actually echoed it, "Yes, yes, I am a bad person. I thought Regulus was living a good life at home. I shouldn't abandon him alone..."

"Master Regulus also sent all his pocket money to Mr. Alphard." Kreacher continued to deal with old accounts, "Poor young master, he doesn't have a penny in his pocket, and he is always laughed at."

"Ah?" Sirius was startled, having sobered up for the most part, "Well, I remember Uncle Alphard left me a small amount of money..."

"It was sent to you by Master Regulus..." Kreacher sobbed. "Master lived frugally and even secretly sold his favorite broom. He is a Seeker... he doesn't have one. A good broom... They wouldn't let him compete... The master said that since he couldn't compete, there was no need for brooms... And he sold all the brooms... Oh, my poor Master Regulus, he I love Quidditch the most!”

Sirius felt as if he was struck by lightning. He was stunned for a long time, then picked up the wine beside him, and gulped with tears, "Then what? I remember that he seemed to have joined the Death Eaters..."

"Yes, because at that time everyone was proud to join the Death Eaters..." Kreacher showed a happy expression, "Master Regulus was very happy. He was praised by the mistress for a long time... for a long time..." Suddenly, his expression turned ferocious, "The Dark Lord lied to him..."

"Yeah, that's a bastard!" Sirius threw the empty wine bottle in his hand to the ground. "He lied to everyone and killed so many people! Damn it!"

Kreacher covered his face and said in pain, "The Dark Lord deceived Master Regulus and said he needed a house elf, so Kreacher went there, and then, then..."

The house elf howled in pain. Robert, who knew the inside story well, was very dissatisfied with its random and out-of-context behavior. After it finished howling, he asked, "What did Mr. Regulus ask you to do?"

"The locket..." the house elf said dreamily, "Master Regulus... let Kreacher... destroy it... Kreacher can't do it... Kreacher is useless... Kreacher has failed the master. Trust...wuwuwu..."

Sirius shook his unconscious head and asked inarticulately, "What did Regulus ask you to do?"

"Destroy... that locket... the Dark Lord's locket..." Kreacher sobbed, "Kreacher can't do it..."

Sirius wanted to ask another question, but Robert beat him to it.

"Kreacher, look, just because you can't do it alone, doesn't mean we can't do it, right?" Robert reassured it, "You know Professor Dumbledore?"

Kreacher nodded. He didn't know whether it was a subconscious reaction or whether he really heard the question. Robert thought he heard it and continued, "You see, Professor Dumbledore is a being that even the Dark Lord is afraid of. He It must be easy to do what Kreacher can't do, right?"

Kreacher seemed to wake up a little. It was a little frightened and subconsciously wanted to run away, but Robert held his hand firmly. "Listen to me, Kreacher! We all want to help Mr. Regulus, so please, Give us a chance, okay?"

The house elf struggled feebly for a while, then started wailing again.

Black grabbed Kreacher and shouted urgently, "Kreacher, Kreacher, tell me, Regulus, Regulus is still alive, right? Right? Damn it, please." !Tell me he’s still alive!”

However, Kreacher cried even more sadly, "Master Regulus, he, he was dragged into the lake by dead people, many dead people..."

Sirius roared, and then he hugged Kreacher and cried bitterly.

Perhaps the alcohol played a very tenacious role, but Sirius and Kreacher actually fought until dawn... and more.

The two of them drank beer and red wine. After drinking the red wine, they even drank the two bottles of white wine that Robert secretly took out.

I don’t know what kind of special resistance it was, but the two guys actually drank from outside the house to the house, and talked about Regulus from the time he was born to his death.

They would laugh together when they talked about Regulus's embarrassments, and then start crying after laughing.

I cried loudly, brother, I'm sorry for you, I should have believed in you more, otherwise I wouldn't have let your death be in vain.

Cry loudly, Master Regulus, I'm sorry for you, I can't even fulfill your last wish.

After drinking too much, he fell asleep, and when he woke up, he continued to drink wine.

The two guys drank for three days and three nights, and kept asking Robert to buy them drinks.

You know, tobacco and alcohol are classified as R18 in many countries. Of course, it is not difficult to get them. For wizards, a sip of Polyjuice Potion can solve the problem.

However, doing it more often can make people feel uncomfortable.

After buying more than a dozen boxes of wine, Robert was so annoyed by these two guys that he activated the little wizard's special skill - calling the principal.

When the headmaster, who was busy with everything, arrived at Grimmauld Place, what he saw was Black holding the house elf in his arms, each holding a beer bottle, bumping the bottle with a "bang", raising his hand, raising his head, and "coo-dong-coo-dong".

Mr. Principal pushed up his glasses and said, "Oh, did I come at the wrong time..."

Hearing the familiar voice, all the wine in Blake's mouth spurted out, and he looked at a certain principal in the fireplace with a confused expression, not understanding what was going on.

After drinking two bowls of sobering potions, the two wandering guys sat obediently in front of the principal, and even took the time to take a shower.

Robert brought black tea and pastries.

Sirius glanced at the headmaster secretly, quietly took a piece of biscuit, carefully stuffed it into his mouth, glanced at him secretly again, and stuffed a plate of pastries into his arms.

Kreacher was a little panicked and looked at Principal Dumbledore expectantly.

The principal is carefully examining the locket in his hand.

After all, it is a piece of jewelry. Although it is quite big, it is not actually thick. If you hold it in your hand for a long time, you will feel a very uncomfortable feeling, as if a huge stone is pressing on your heart, and there will be a pulsation similar to a heartbeat. came from there.

"This is a very dangerous item. I don't have any good way to destroy it for the time being." Principal Dumbledore put down the locket in his hand and said softly, "Can you explain what happened in detail, Kreacher? I More information is needed to make an accurate judgment."