HP When Harry is a Genius

By the time they returned to the basement, the kitchen was almost unrecognizable.Now all surfaces are new: copper pots and pans polished to a rosy sheen, wooden table tops polished to a shine, supper set and saucers gleaming in the glow of the fire, a mouthful simmering over the merry flames. cauldron.

"As expected of a house-elf, no wonder mom always wanted one." Ron sighed. He raised a goblet shining under the light, looked at the Black family emblem on it, and asked curiously. Said: "Is this sterling silver?"

"Yes," said Sirius, looking at the cup in disgust, "the finest silver ever made by goblins in the fifteenth century."

However, Kreacher has changed more than the kitchen. It is wrapped in a snow-white towel, and the fur in its ears is as white and fluffy as cotton wool.It bends over and respectfully brings to the table French onion soup, lamb chops, goulash, treacle tartlets and a large pot of stew.

Harry and the others sat down on both sides of the long table. Sirius looked at the sumptuous dinner in surprise and said, "I thought I would never eat Kreacher's onion soup again in my life."

"Young master and young master, please enjoy." Old Kreacher just bowed, and then exited the kitchen with Dobby.

On the first late night at No. 12 Grimmauld Place, Harry, who was a little sleepy, slept very lightly. He tossed and turned and fell asleep with his eyes closed.Then, he heard rustling sounds from the living room on the second floor.

Harry glanced at Ron who was sleeping soundly like a pig, then put on his coat and tiptoed out.

There was a swaying figure kneeling on the wall of the living room, and under the light of fluorescent lights, he saw Kreacher lying there wiping the tapestry on the wall.

"I'm sorry, little master Harry. Kreacher interrupted your rest." The house-elf looked alarmed.

Harry, who couldn't sleep, casually sat down on the chair next to him, and asked, "Why don't you sleep, Kreacher?"

The house-elf's nose was almost touching the floor, and he said in a hoarse and low voice like a bullfrog: "Kreacher is afraid that the little master will burn the tapestry, Kreacher promises to clean the tapestry, and the little master does not need to burn it for a new one." .”

Harry looked at the dirty tapestries that covered the entire wall, and asked, "Do these tapestries have any special meaning?"

"The tapestry has been in this home for seven centuries and records the history of the Black family. Kreacher must keep it," replied the house-elf.

Harry turned on the chandelier in the living room, and under Kreacher's guidance, he approached the wall and observed it carefully.

The tapestry looked very old and worn, the color was dull, and it seemed that foxes had bitten it in several places.However, the gold thread embroidered on it is still shining.

Where Kreacher had scrubbed, Harry could clearly see a sprawling family tree stretching back to pre-medieval times.There are also several large characters embroidered on the top of the tapestry:

【Noble and oldest Black family forever pure】

"Kreacher, I won't burn this tapestry, don't worry." Harry said seriously, "This is a very valuable thing, it deserves to be treated well, and it shouldn't be dusty. I put it in Dobby's place." For some money, if you need any materials to repair this tapestry, you can ask Dobby to buy it. You reminded me, Kreacher. The curtains and carpets I burned today don't have any special meaning, do they?"

There were tears in the gray eyes of the house-elf, and he bowed deeply to Harry again: "The young master is different from the young master, the young master has a noble Parseltongue. The curtains and carpets that the young master burned It doesn't make sense, although they have a long history and are the favorite things of the hostess, it's all Kreacher's fault, Kreacher's fault for not taking care of them, and if Kreacher took good care of the carpet and curtains in the first place, the little host would not It was set on fire."

The old elf bent over, tears pattering down on the floor.

Harry quickly helped him up, and said softly: "Okay, Kreacher, don't cry. I promise, in the future, when I tidy up the things in this house, no matter what is replaced or burned, I will ask you again in advance. unimportant."

"Kreacher is grateful to the young master, and may Merlin bless the young master. Kreacher did not expect that the young master would have such a godson as the young master. The young master is so good, he should not be the godson of the prodigal young master, the young master should be Master Regulus His godson. If Master Regulus were around, he would be delighted to accept the young master as his godson." said the house-elf, wiping away tears.

"What are you talking about, Kreacher?" Sirius walked in with a bottle in hand, "Harry, why don't you go to sleep?"

Kreacher quickly wiped away tears, and bowed to Sirius.His body was so low that it was ridiculous, his big nose like a pig's nose was pressed to the ground, but there was no trace of respect in his tone: "Kreacher is cleaning, master."

"Put down your pretentious appearance, Kreacher." Sirius said impatiently, "Okay, what are you doing?"

"Kreacher is cleaning," repeated the elf, "Kreacher has served the noble Black family all his life—"

"But the house is still so dark and gloomy, as filthy as a dark wizard's lair." Sirius said sarcastically.

"Master always likes to make a little joke," Kreacher said, bowing again, and then muttered in a low voice, "Master is a nasty, ungrateful bastard who broke his mother's heart—"

"Kreacher, you go to sleep. Come clean this tapestry tomorrow." Before Sirius was furious, Harry interrupted Kreacher's chanting.

"May God bless the little master." Kreacher stopped muttering, but obeyed Harry's order and withdrew.Still, as he shuffled out, he gave Sirius a look of resentment.

"I think Kreacher may have some psychological problems, and he didn't mean to treat you like this." Harry said.

"He's been alone too long," said Sirius, "for a dozen years, taking some crazy orders from my mother's portrait, talking to himself, but he was a nasty elf before."

Harry looked at the last line of the family tree tree on the tapestry and asked, "Why aren't you on this one?"

"It used to be there," said Sirius, pointing to a small black hole in the tapestry, as if scorched by cigarettes, "my dear old mother destroyed me after I ran away from home— — Kreacher likes to whisper this story."

"The time you ran away to Godric's Hollow when you were sixteen?" Harry asked.

"Well, I had enough of staying in this house at that time." Sirius said, pointing to another round hole and said: "I lived in your father's house for more than a year, and when I was 17, I found it myself. I found a place. My uncle Alphard left me a considerable amount of gold. He was also cleared from here, probably because of funding me." He shrugged and continued: "Anyway, since then, I Just fend for myself, but Mr and Mrs Porter always welcome me to their house for dinner every Saturday."

But why do you? ' asked Harry.

"Run away from home?" Sirius gave a wry smile, running his hands through his long, unkempt hair, "because I hated them all. My parents, who were crazy obsessed with pure blood, believed that being a member of the Black family, Born to be noble! My idiot brother, who is too weak, actually believed what they said! That's him." Sirius stretched out a finger, pointing to a name at the bottom of the family tree: Regulus Black.After the date of birth there is a date of death (about 15 years ago).

"He's younger than me," said Sirius, "but I'm constantly being reminded that he's a much better son than I am."

"But he's dead," said Harry.

"Yeah," said Sirius, "stupid idiot, he joined the ranks of the Death Eaters."

"It doesn't sound like it, but Kreacher admires him very much," said Harry.

"Listen to me, Harry, after looking at this house, don't you understand what kind of wizards my family members are? Kreacher, Kreacher is a completely brainwashed elf!" Sirius was a little excited said.

"Are your parents Death Eaters too? Old Mrs. Black is a Death Eater?" Harry asked in surprise.

"They're not. But believe me, they think Voldemort is right. They're all in favor of maintaining the purity of wizarding blood, getting rid of Muggle-borns, and putting pure-blood wizards in power. They're not alone, in Voldemort showing his Many people thought he was right about some things before the real face of him. However, when they found out that he would do anything to gain power, they were timid and backed away. But I think my parents must think Regule Si joined in from the very beginning, he can be regarded as a brave little hero." Sirius said disdainfully.

Harry frowned, noncommittal about the blood theory. "Did your brother be killed by an Auror?" he asked uncertainly.

"Oh, no," said Sirius sarcastically, "no, he was killed by his Lord Voldemort. Or, more likely, at Voldemort's orders. I suspect Regulus isn't that important yet, Needed Voldemort to kill him himself. From what I've read since he died, he was deep down, and then he got terrified of what he was being asked to do and wanted to back out. Well, you can't hand Voldemort a copy The resignation report is the end of the matter. Either work hard for life, or die."

Sirius didn't want to mention his Death Eater brother any more, he lowered his head and took a gulp of his wine sullenly.

作者有话要说：帅的惨绝人寰扔了1个地雷投掷时间:2019-05-2511:32:22

读者“saedabc”,灌溉营养液+10，2019-05-3023:43:46

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