[hp] Black Dog Breeding Manual

"I think it's worth a try." Lupine nodded.

"Very well, then..." Sirius raised his voice slightly, and shouted, "Kreacher!"

Snapped!

An old house-elf wrapped in rags instantly apparated in the middle of the coffee table, stepping on a mess of newspapers and magazines.

"Do you have any orders? Kreacher is always at your service, Master Sirius." Kreacher bowed respectfully, his big head almost touching Yuanyuan's knee.

Anaska looked at him slightly nervously.After so many years, Kreacher has long stopped thinking about it, and he no longer has a hostess in every mouthful.House-elves are simple, innocent creatures who can easily change their worldview with a little kindness and effort.

Now, like Nina, Kreacher is their loyal, trustworthy elf.

"It's not my order," Sirius said, "It's Remus who wants your help with something, and you can judge based on your own will."

Kreacher's cloudy, beady eyes turned to Lupine.

Lupine cleared his throat, as if he was considering his words, "Kreacher, the enemy we are dealing with recently has become more powerful... If possible, we hope to get some information, maybe you can help us."

Kreacher looked at him confused.

"Our enemy is the mysterious man... Do you remember? The guy who... hid the locket and killed Regulus." Sirius couldn't help but interjected and explained.

Speaking of this incident, the elf's eyes showed obvious fear, big drops of tears rolled out, he couldn't help trembling, and tremblingly murmured: "Master Regulus protected Kreacher!" ...Kreacher will never forget the kindness of Master Regulus..."

Kreacher looked extremely sad, and Anaska's heart felt bad for a while.

But she understood immediately why Sirius seemed so certain that Kreacher would help of his own volition.He must want to avenge Regulus, as long as there is a chance, no matter what he does, this loyal elf will agree without hesitation...

Remus Lupine was slightly taken aback, he probably also understood Sirius' intentions.

"We want to avenge Regulus, you can understand that." Lupine said slowly.

Sure enough, Kreacher knelt down crying, and said intermittently: "Kreacher wants to avenge Master Regulus...Kreacher is willing to do anything."

"That might be too much of a request for you. Go to Bellatrix Lestrange or Narcissa Malfoy and just tell them you can't stand being with Sirius every day, Then scold us and everyone else who interacts with Sirius..." Lupine thought for a while, and then seriously said, "Remember to scold us harshly, and you can use the dirtiest words you can think of. It's important to us, understand?"

Kreacher put away his tears, nodded vigorously in an extremely serious and solemn way, without any hesitation.

Anaska couldn't help feeling sad again. Hearing the names of Bella and Narcissa, Kreacher didn't shake. other people.

"Kreacher, this is a very dangerous job." Anaska couldn't help but say something disappointing, "You have dealt with Voldemort, you know how terrible it is... If you are not afraid, you can stay at home .”

Kreacher's body trembled exaggeratedly when the word "Voldemort" appeared, but he still resolutely repeated: "Kreacher will avenge Master Regulus."

"It may be life-threatening..."

"Kreacher wants to avenge Master Regulus!" Kreacher raised his voice, announcing his decision more earnestly.

Sirius held Anaska's hand, raised his eyebrows, and said, "Look, I knew he would definitely want to do the same."

Kreacher tilted his head high.

Anaska's nose was sore, and she didn't know what to say for a moment.

"In case...someone notices something is wrong and wants to torture or hurt you, you come back immediately, no matter what the situation, come back home immediately!" Anaska said in a commanding tone, this is the house elf not If the law is violated.

Kreacher bowed deeply again, "Okay, master."

This matter was initially decided in this way.

Sirius soon went to Dumbledore to discuss his new plan, and he agreed.They made up a story for Kreacher, which at least seemed quite plausible, in order to help the elf with a heavy responsibility gain the trust of others.

So on an ordinary afternoon, Kreacher set off.

In the end, Kreacher did not go to Bella, but chose Narcissa who must be at Malfoy's house.He didn't stay there 24 hours a day, but met Narcissa briefly for more than ten minutes, and then left quickly.Create the illusion of sneaking out while Sirius is away.

Just as Sirius Black had estimated before, his two cousins ​​really rushed to vouch for the "sneaked out" house elf, convinced that the relationship between Sirius and Kreacher was still bad, and no one took offense. No doubt, this is undoubtedly a good start.

However, the Death Eaters obviously wouldn't talk about something too confidential in front of an elf who was still employed by the Order of the Phoenix, and they didn't immediately ask Kreacher to take any action. Anaska and the others didn't get anything for the time being. The useful news is that the mouse intelligence team heard some fragmented content from the homes of several dark wizards.

Time goes by day by day, and spring gently melts the thick ice and snow in winter.

Anaska is listening to the information obtained by the mice one by one. It is not easy for these little guys to do these tasks, and they are often dangerous.Today, another slow-running squirrel was caught on its hind legs by a wizard housewife's wand and almost couldn't run back. Anaska was treating it.

boom!

"Anaska!" Sirius suddenly opened the door and barged in, his voice was pleasantly surprised and eager, "Kreacher is back! There is news this time! Come down!"

The little mice around Anaska were frightened by him and fled in all directions, hiding in the corner trembling with their beards standing on end.

"Really?" Anaska was also agitated, she stood up all of a sudden, and the squirrel, which had not been fully cured, lay on the table and looked at her in surprise.

"Sorry." She apologized hastily to her patient, picking up her wand to complete the last step of the treatment.

Kreacher stood in the living room, wiping his wrinkled hands back and forth on his torn clothes, as if a little nervous.

Sirius pulled Anaska to sit down, and said to Kreacher: "Come on, tell me what you just told me, and repeat it to Anaska."

"Okay, master." Kreacher frantically shifted his gaze back and forth, "Kreacher followed the young master's order and went to find Miss Narcissa... Miss Narcissa has indeed mixed up with the person who killed Master Regulus , Kreacher was very angry, but Kreacher kept in mind what Master Sirius said, and tried his best to show respect for her. They didn't doubt Kreacher..."

Kreacher looked very disturbed, Anaska looked at him intently, she could understand acting, it was not easy for house elves, their feelings were usually very straightforward.

"Go on." Sirius urged intently.

"They never told Kreacher what happened. Kreacher couldn't complete the task of Master Sirius. Kreacher felt guilty and sad... But just now, Miss Narcissa finally ordered Kreacher to do something. She and her husband Tell Kreacher that if Harry Potter sees Master Sirius being tortured in a hallucination, Kreacher will draw Master Sirius away. If Master Harry decides to check whether Master Sirius is at home, Kreacher will tell him Not here..."

Kreacher finished speaking.

Anaska was stunned and silent for a full minute, "Voldemort already knew what Harry would see and used this to trick him?"

Moreover, still use Sirius.

"It seems so, he can control what Harry sees." Sirius Black's eyes kept flickering with intense excitement, "He must want Harry to run to save me alone, the problem is that he wants to What to do... lure Harry out of Hogwarts and kill him?"

Anaska's chest was cold. Voldemort had wanted to kill Harry, ever since he was born.

Because of this, James and Lily, and many others, have paid with their lives.

"We have to tell Dumbledore, he knows more than we do."

"Yeah, of course I have to tell him." Sirius suddenly raised the corner of his mouth confidently, "I have an idea and I need his help."

The author has something to say: I don’t know why... Even though I have thought about the plot, I still feel out of shape o(╯□╰)o

_(:з」∠)_I don’t want to code recently...

Think about it, if I don’t need code words, I will have enough time to read books, watch movies, learn linguistics, draw and play games...

Yesterday, when I was doing business, I kept brainstorming and finished the two essays in my hand, then I closed the pen, and then ran away to live a free and happy life of normal people.

_(:з」∠)_But after persisting for so many years, I have already sacrificed a lot of things. I always feel so unwilling to give up...