Hogwart’s Certain Professor Of Magic

"Tomorrow the Easter holiday ends, and the weekend will be two days later. How about setting it on that day?" Felix suggested.

"Can't you tonight? You and I, let's do it together." Sirius said impatiently.

"If that place is Voldemort's secret treasure, will he let us leave comfortably?" Felix asked him, especially, Felix was already basically certain that Voldemort placed Horcrux. It's always right to be cautious.

"Sirius, I need to do some preparation, and you too, you look a little irritable now."

"You are right, Felix." Sirius said at last.

Felix slightly smiled, "Let's go, Harry is waiting for us."

The two one after the other, walk into the fireplace.

Black old house.

Harry looked at this scary old house elf curiously. He couldn't help comparing it with Dobby. Although the appearance and clothes were completely different, the two people were surprisingly consistent in their temperament-they all looked like The steward he saw in the muggle TV series.

Dobby's steward temperament is more obvious, because he has an extra small suit than the house elf in front of him.

"Hello, what is your name?" Harry greeted friendly.

Kreacher pursed his lips and murmured a little, but Harry did not hear clearly. He straightened out his clean white cloth, bowed respectfully and said, "You can call me Kreacher , Distinguished guest, welcome to the black family ancestral home."

Harry was a little embarrassed, he was not very comfortable with the welcome speech of house elf: "I’m actually, cough cough, wait, black family ancestral home? This is Sirius’ home?"

"Yes," Kreacher said, "Young Master was born and raised here, although he ran away from home innocently when he was young..." He showed sly eyes "But when he was in danger, he thought of it immediately."

Harry was interested in asking for details. He wanted to know more about godfather. After learning that Harry was Sirius’ godson, Kreacher's attitude is more respectful, and he is willing to say more secret things.

"Young Master has been crying these days, Kreacher has heard it, but Young Master will never admit it..."

"Kreacher! Shut up!" The fireplace flashed again, Sirius walked out of it, and as soon as he came in, he heard Kreacher slander him, his nose almost crooked. He strode over, picked up Kreacher from the ground, and said loudly, "Don’t mention it to anyone—"

Kreacher respectfully said: "But Mr Potter is Master’s godson, as your godson Heir, he has the right to understand..."

"I said, no!" Sirius's lips trembled, "Go make tea."

"As you bid." Kreacher's The silhouette flickered and disappeared.

Felix looked at the side for a long time, a smile flashed under his eyes, "So, your relationship has improved?"

"Which eye did you see? He is still like that. I hate..." Sirius mumbled.

Harry blinked. He thought he should talk to Ron about what he saw. Ron always believed that house elf was a servant of the nobleman, and he only knew how to obey orders, but the two elves he came into contact with— —Dobby and Kreacher, both have their own characters.

They came to the living room. It was the first time Harry came. He was curious about everything here, and he had an inexplicable favor. Although the house is a bit dark, maybe the lights are not turned on? After all, it’s night now. Sirius is living alone. There is no need to waste it...

The air is a bit humid and has a musty smell. It’s not a big deal, just clean it up, Harry I feel I can help.

When I came to the living room, it was a little brighter, the candles on the wall were burning quietly, and the refined golden chandelier hung from the ceiling. Harry suspected that it was made of pure gold.

"Do whatever you want, the room is a little messy." Sirius put the scattered comic books away and piled them aside. He stood there for a while, "Oh, by the way, I'll get things."

Sirius left, and there was a sound of crunching on the planks in the distance, and soon his silhouette appeared again, with a heavy golden locket when he returned.

Kreacher delivered hot tea at the right time, and he stood at the door.

"It’s this thing...Master Regulus gave it to Kreacher and let Kreacher destroy it. But there are so many magic on the box, poor Kreacher tried everything, but couldn’t leave a trace. ......"

"Kreacher guessed that it should be opened from the inside, but I can't do it."

Harry watched Kreacher cry out sadly, worried that he would be the next second Suddenly jumped up to punish myself. But after another thought, his heart moved, opening it from the inside? He wondered what it was.

Felix leaned closer and looked at the locket carefully. It looks clean. It should have been cleaned by Sirius. There is a gorgeous S-shaped snake embedded on the surface. It is made of small emeralds and exudes Slightly bright.

"S letter." "A snake?"

Felix and Harry said at the same time, they looked at each other, Felix laughed, "We are all right." He He stretched out his index finger and tapped the golden locket. His perspective began to change. The color seemed to be washed away by rain and became gray. His sight was dazzling magic brilliance, layered on top of each other, densely packed, in the most defensive magic. In the inner layer, there is a group of extremely evil Power of Darkness, which wriggles like a monster.

It's Horcrux, yes, and... Felix found that this Horcrux was more active than anyone he had seen before, as if it was about to jump out in the next second.

Felix thought about it. It seems that Voldemort has a different arrangement for each Horcrux. The diary Horcrux is also very active, but what is active is the memory of the young Voldemort hidden in it, not the soul inside. fragment.

As for the crown, it is even more secretive. He did not see the weak spot at all, combined with the characteristics of the Ravenclaw crown itself, maybe this is part of the trick-let the crowned person's trick silently.

Sirius stared at Felix and Harry. Suddenly they stopped talking, "What do you see?"

"If I guessed correctly, this should be Salazar Slytherin The locket used by Voldemort—" Felix stopped talking, and Locket trembled slightly, looking restless.

"I've never seen it like this." Sirius stood up uncertainly, pulled Harry aside, staring at it warily, and the Gold Chain with the locket twirled frantically, seeming to want to stop. Live on the neck of one of them.

"Sirius, Professor..." Harry swallowed hard, "I want to do something."

"What are you talking about, Harry?" Sirius asked. He was worried that Harry would be affected by Locket, and he was looking at his godson worriedly: "Do you feel uncomfortable?"

"No, no," Harry also thought suddenly for himself. Feeling incredible, "It's Parseltongue, I want to use Parseltongue to speak!" Sirius looked at Harry blankly. He had no idea that Harry had this ability.

"Go ahead and let's see what changes." Felix said calmly.

So Harry stared at the locket and imagined the pattern on it as a small snake. This was easy, especially when the locket was still shaking "weng weng" and there was a rustling sound, he He opened his mouth and made a sound of "si si".

Felix is ​​no stranger to this word. He heard it several times in Chamber of Secrets last year. It should mean--

"Open." Harry said in Parseltongue.