[hp] Black Dog Breeding Manual

Sirius would usually just tell Kreacher to fuck off, and his attitude was completely different from his attitude towards Nina.

Anaska could do the same, and Kreacher could not disobey the orders of any master, not even young Sarah.Of course, neither of them wanted to let Sarah and Kreacher meet, after all, most of the dirty words that came out of this old elf's mouth were not suitable for children's ears.

However, Anaska didn't plan to follow Sirius' example, expulsion was not a long-term solution to the problem, it would only increase the accumulated resentment.Unlike Sirius, she hadn't grown up in this house, so she didn't have such deep feuds, and she wasn't so impatient with Kreacher.

In addition, the letter left by Regulus really made Anaska have expectations and hopes for this elf who looked very bad at first glance.

Just like what she believed since she was a child, no matter how fierce an animal is, it is possible to be changed.

Not to mention the house-elf, who is actually the simplest life.

She should talk to Kreacher.

Anaska thought so.

Sirius hadn't stopped her from doing it, but clearly didn't believe it would change anything.

After thinking about it for a while, Anaska didn't force Sirius to go with her, and went to the basement alone.This is a darker place than the other floors of the mansion, there are rustling sounds from the cupboard and Kreacher's endless chanting.

Some elf is in his "home" and she arrives just in time.

Anaska bent down and gently knocked on the cupboard door.

The noise inside stopped abruptly.

Then, Kreacher's hoarse thoughts continued to emerge from the cracks in the cupboard.

"Someone knocked on Kreacher's door... Ah, it wouldn't be the mistress and Master Regulus, Kreacher didn't want to go out, Kreacher didn't want to be driven by dirty and sleazy people, but Kreacher had to go out, who would it be Well... the despicable Master Sirius or that brat who's not much better than a Mudblood..."

There are very few wizarding mothers in the world who can tolerate someone using the vicious term "mudblood" to associate with their children. Anaska was very angry, and she was so angry that she wanted to turn around and leave.

But just then Kreacher came out of the cupboard and bowed deeply to Anaska.

"Do you have anything to do with me? Master."

Kreacher said, but the words didn't end here, his lips trembled rapidly, and he spoke the true thoughts in his heart in a small and slight voice.

"This despicable woman chose the despicable Master Sirius... She doesn't know how many days the noble and excellent Master Regulus has been sad for her... Stupid and despicable... She actually came to Kreacher, she didn't know what she wanted Ask Kreacher to do something stupid... Kreacher really misses Master Regulus..."

Anaska had to admit that she was a little embarrassed.

"I didn't mean any harm, I just wanted to talk to you." Anaska tried to calm her tone.

Kreacher stood where he was, staring at his big, dirty feet, his lips moving.

"The ugly woman actually said she wanted to talk to Kreacher...Kreacher didn't want to talk to her for a second, but Kreacher couldn't defy her..."

She didn't need to be angry with a house-elf, all their concepts came from the indoctrination of wizards, and it was not Kreacher's own fault that they became like this.

Anaska used this thought to try to calm her emotions, and her temper was not as stable after pregnancy.

"Listen to me, Kreacher," Anaska said, "we don't want to have any conflicts with you. If there is no special reason, we don't want to bother you, and everything here..."

Kreacher's wide eyes were fixed on Anaska's face.

The unfriendly look made Anaska feel her scalp tingling, but she had to continue: "We understand that we may not be welcome, but Sirius and I, as well as our children, are currently Everyone has to use this place as a shelter... for this, I beg you to understand."

Anaska felt that her demeanor was soft and polite enough.

She knew very well that a house-elf was a creature whose emotions and thoughts were actually simple, simpler than any thinking being.They are loyal to their master's orders and have no so-called concept of right and wrong.Because of years of abuse, most house-elves would be grateful to that person for just a little respect.

This is actually a very poor state, so Mr. Campbell has always taught Anaska that she must be very polite to Nina, because she is an important family member, and their house would not be so tidy without her It's clean, and you won't be able to eat delicious and delicious food on time for every meal.

But Kreacher's situation was unusual, and he had accepted the ideas of the Blacks for far too long.

Anaska wasn't quite sure that this low profile would work.

Kreacher's body trembled strangely, and Anaska felt that he was a little bit confused, which seemed to be a good sign.

"Regulus mentioned you in a letter to me..." Anaska tentatively said, she didn't dare to miss any of Kreacher's expressions.

Hearing Regulus' name, Kreacher's eyes immediately showed a very different look from before, looking surprised, honored and eager, and unbelievable.

"Master Regulus... mentioned, mentioned Kreacher?" The elf was trembling because of excessive excitement.

"Yes," Anaska knew she was right. "He said you were a loyal elf."

Kreacher seemed to be fainting from excitement, trembling uncontrollably, and then began to cry.

"Master Regulus!" Kreacher burst into tears, big and big tears fell into the deep wrinkles on his cheeks, "What a nice man... the mistress is so proud of him, he is excellent and Clever, a hundred times stronger than the disobedient Master Sirius...Master Regulus likes Kreacher, he is very good to Kreacher..."

Anaska listened quietly to his constant narration of the past with Regulus, even though Kreacher's subjective belittling of Sirius in it made her uncomfortable.

Speaking of the latter, the old elf's throat was dry, and he was almost crying.

He obviously still had a lot to say, Kreacher wandered around the empty mansion for too long, with no one to chat with except Mrs Black's crazy portrait.Anaska guessed that Kreacher might be somewhat depressed and lonely.

Anaska listened to an old and lonely house-elf telling old stories for nearly three hours, and finally had to interrupt him.At this time, Kreacher's rejection of her was not so strong, at least he didn't keep swearing alone.

It was Nina who stopped their communication. She was shrinking on the stairs and looking into the basement.Ever since Kreacher severely scratched her arm, Nina was very afraid of her kind.

Anaska knew that Nina was looking for her to eat, and there was no doubt that there must be a table in the house where a delicious dinner was piled up, waiting for Anaska to go and enjoy it.

"I'll be right there," Anaska replied, she looked at Kreacher who was so tired that he sat on the ground, the blood in his eyes was as dense as a spider's web.

"Nina, can I trouble you to bring something to eat for Kreacher? He might not want to eat with us yet..." Anaska thought for a while and said.

Nina nodded, and then disappeared with a "snap".A minute or two later, she reappeared with a tray of food in her hand.

Kreacher's eyes fixed on the food, and then moved to the faces of Anaska and Nina in turn.Then, his expression became more and more confused, and various complex emotions kept changing in his big glass ball-like eyes.

Anaska did nothing more, choosing instead to just follow Nina upstairs to dinner.She never expected him to change his belief in just half a day. Changing a person's heart is twenty or thirty times more complicated than changing other things.

not to mention……

There is one more person who may also need to untie the knot.

After eating, Nina went back to their original home, and she still had the task of keeping it clean and tidy.Sarah tilted her head drowsily.Anaska took this opportunity to chat with Sirius.

"Sirius, I had a lot of conversations with Kreacher in the basement this afternoon..." Anaska paused, "I always feel that he might not be as bad as you think."

Sirius' dark gray eyes darkened as he moved, like a thick cloud.He was silent for a while, and then slowly said: "Anaska, I don't want to hurt you... You haven't been with Kreacher long enough, you wouldn't know. He's not the kind of guy like Nina or Bud A normal house-elf... Kreacher has been serving the rest of my family for so long that his mind has become exactly like my mother's, irrational and crazy. Believe me, wasting time on him is useless."

"Since your mother can make him accept their ideas, then we can also make him accept ours." Anaska was stubborn, "...and, I don't think it will be too difficult."

Sirius was not persuaded by her, but he didn't say anything more, but silently leaned over and put his arms around Anaska's waist, bringing the distance between them closer, and then massaged her parts that were prone to fatigue after pregnancy.

—Maybe it is even more difficult for Sirius to accept Kreacher than it is for Kreacher to accept Sirius.

Such a thought flashed through Anaska's mind for a moment.

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