HP Princess bravely enters Hogwarts

The corners of Segnus' mouth rose slightly, trying her best to make her smile look humble and sincere. She lowered her head slightly, but Walburga did not see the sarcasm in her eyes.

"I completely understand, Great-Aunt Walburga," she said, her voice as steady as the stillness of a stream.

"The honor of my family is more important to me than my life."

At this moment, an old elf walked down the winding stairs slowly and tremblingly. It was Kreacher, the loyal servant of the Black family.

As soon as he saw someone walking into the hall, he immediately became alert, gripped his cane tightly, and hurriedly wanted to drive the uninvited guest, Cygnus, out of the door.

"Who are you? Who asked you to come here? Get out now!!"

Walburga introduced calmly, "Kreacher, this is Cygnus Malfoy, Narcissa's daughter."

At this moment, Kreacher's face turned pale as paper, his eyes widened as if he had seen an incredible scene.

His body began to tremble involuntarily, and he knelt on his knees in a hurry, his head banging against the hard floor, making a rapid and loud sound.

"Miss, I was so rude to you!" His voice was full of regret. "Please forgive me for my ignorance."

Cygnus' eyes softened and the corners of her mouth rose slightly. She extended a hand to Kreacher, palm up, silently inviting him to stand up.

A hint of confusion flashed across Kreacher's eyes, but he quickly nodded and slowly stood up, his posture slightly stiff.

"It's okay, Kreacher." Her voice was like a spring stream, gentle and soothing. "I came here this time to find some special items."

Kreacher's eyes lit up instantly. Driven by curiosity, his body unconsciously leaned forward, his tone full of eagerness:

"What is it that young lady is looking for? Kreacher will provide assistance to young lady."

Segnus' eyes moved rapidly, and waves of emotion surged in her heart.

She knew very well that this matter related to Voldemort's Horcrux was of great importance and she must not let too many people know this secret.

She pursed her lips slightly and decided to cover it up by asking about family history.

“I’m just hanging out here trying to learn more about our family’s history.”

As she spoke, she paid attention to Kreacher's expression, "Oh, Kreacher, can you tell me about the Slytherin locket?"

Kreacher's heart suddenly tightened. When Slytherin's pendant was mentioned, his emotions instantly became agitated like overturned peas.

Tears flowed uncontrollably from her eyes, slid down her cheeks, and dripped onto the cold stone ground, making a slight tapping sound.

Its face was distorted and grief-stricken, as if the weight of the world was pressing on its shoulders.

He lowered his head and pounded it against the ground with all his might, over and over again, as if to push out all the guilt and pain in his heart.

"Miss, Kreacher is sorry to Master Regulus!" It choked, its voice hoarse and full of regret.

The locket that he could not destroy no matter what, flashed a cold light in every corner under the light, as if mocking his powerlessness.

"I tried, I really tried, but Kreacher couldn't fulfill Master Regulus's last wish." It sobbed and cried miserably.

Cygnus followed Kreacher's trembling closely. She quickly took a step forward and gently placed her hands on his shoulders.

"Come on, Kreacher, this really isn't your fault."

The air around them seemed to freeze, with only her voice flowing quietly, "Tell me, Kreacher, why did Uncle Regulus destroy the locket?"

Kreacher's tears rolled down his haggard cheeks, and he said in a trembling voice: "Master Regulus, he realized that the locket was contaminated by evil forces and became the carrier of the Horcrux.

He ordered me to destroy it, but the locket was too powerful, and I tried countless methods, from roasting it in a furnace to immersing it in icy water, but it remained intact."

Seeing Kreacher's grief, Siegnas couldn't help but feel a little sympathy in her heart.

"Kreacher, don't be sad. I will help you solve this problem now. Give me the locket and I will find a way to destroy it."

Kreacher raised his head, a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes, and he looked at the portrait of Walburga.

Walburga nodded slightly in agreement.

With Walburga's permission, Kreacher immediately ran into the house, and after a while, he came out carefully holding an exquisite locket.

Cygnus took the locket and examined it carefully.

This locket exudes a faint evil magic. It looks simple and exquisite, and is engraved with the Slytherin emblem.

"Kreacher, do you know the origin of this locket?" Signas asked curiously.

Kreacher nodded, his expression becoming serious, “Young lady, this locket is a relic of Master Regulus.

It is said that it is a Horcrux made by that adult, and it contains a broken soul."

Segnus's eyes became sharp. She knew the importance of the locket, so she carefully asked Kreacher about the whereabouts of Regulus.

Upon hearing this, Kreacher's face turned pale in an instant. He covered his face and shook his head sadly: "Young lady, Master Regulus won't let me say it, and I can't go against his wishes."

In Walburga's portrait, her eyes suddenly became crazy, and her voice was sharp and commanded Kreacher:

"Tell me! Tell Sensei where Regulus is! If he's alive, I want him to be found! If he's dead, I want his body to be found!"

Kreacher lowered his head in pain, tears falling down his fingers, and he choked and said:

"Mrs. Walburga, I am truly sorry, but I cannot tell you. I promised Master Regulus that I would never go against his wishes, no matter what."

Seeing how loyal Kreacher was, and knowing that Kreacher would not answer her, Cygnus knew that forcing Kreacher to reveal Regulus' whereabouts was impossible.

After pondering for a moment, he turned to Kreacher and asked tentatively:

"What about Uncle Sirius? Does he know about Uncle Regulus?"

Upon hearing this, a trace of disgust flashed across Kreacher's face. He snorted coldly and replied, "That traitor? He even thinks that Master Regulus is Voldemort's lackey!"

In Walburga's portrait, her eyes suddenly turned angry, and she shouted, "Signus, don't mention that rebellious son! He is not worthy of being mentioned in the same breath as my Regulus!"

She paused and continued, "Ever since he betrayed the family and joined Dumbledore's camp, you know, there has never been a single Gryffindor in our Black family, only that traitor, he ruined everything!, he is no longer a member of our Black family."

Segnus nodded slightly to show his understanding.

She knew that Sirius Black had once been the pride of the family, but because of different beliefs, he had serious disagreements with the family.

Regulus became the secret hero of his family because he tried to destroy the Horcruxes.

"Kreacher, do you know how Uncle Regulus learned the truth about the locket?" Cygnus asked curiously.

Kreacher sighed and said slowly: “Master Regulus was originally Voldemort’s confidant, but after he learned the truth about the Horcruxes, he felt pity and decided to betray Voldemort.

He investigated secretly and finally discovered the secret of the locket. In order to stop Voldemort, he decided to destroy the Horcrux himself, but unfortunately he was unable to escape Voldemort's pursuit. "

Thinking of this, Kreacher burst into tears again, his body shaking violently with sadness.

He remembered that Master Regulus bravely drank the poison in the stone basin in order to get the locket, and was even dragged into the river by the Inferi in the end, without even a corpse left.

That helplessness and pain were like a sharp knife piercing Kreacher's heart.

He cried and said, "Little Miss, I beg you, please help me destroy this locket and let Regulus' soul rest in peace. He has paid too much for Black and for justice."

There was a firm light in Cygnus' eyes. She gently patted Kreacher's shoulder to comfort him:

"I will do my best, Kreacher. We will never forget Uncle Regulus' sacrifice."

Kreacher raised his head, tears blurring his vision, and he sobbed and said:

"Young lady, there is one more thing you must be careful of. This locket seems to be able to affect people's moods, causing them to fall into despair and madness. Please be careful with it."

Segnus nodded in agreement. She knew the danger of the locket and the heavy responsibility she had.

Afterwards, Cygnus prepared to say goodbye to Great-Aunt Walburga and Kreacher and return to Malfoy Manor.

She bowed deeply to the portrait of Walburga and said, "Great Aunt Walburga, I will remember your words and work hard to complete this mission. I will come to visit you at the old house often."

Walburga's portrait showed a satisfied smile, and she said gently: "Good child, remember, no matter what difficulties you encounter, the Black family will support you. Come to the old house to see me more often and let me know that everything is going well for you."

Cygnus smiled slightly and turned to say goodbye to Kreacher:

"Kreacher, thank you for your help. I will be careful not to let the evil power of the locket hurt anyone."

Kreacher nodded with emotion, tears of gratitude flashing in his eyes: "Miss, I wish you all the best. Kreacher is looking forward to your good news."