Hermione looked at the professor with a numb expression, and for a moment she really didn't know how to react, blatantly hinting that she was murdering?
Fortunately, Sirius returned, followed by a house-elf with an abominable face and a head bowed and muttering.Super soldiers have super hearings, and she can barely hear them in the dead of night as if they are saying all kinds of dirty words."
The shame of the Black family, bringing outsiders home, soiling the house and mudbloods, if the lady finds out, she will definitely be angry" Fortunately, Sirius kicked the elf directly: "Shut up, Kreacher!
”"Yes, master."
The old elf shuddered a few times on the side of the road and closed his mouth, but the vicious eyes that swirled around knew that the insults in his heart never stopped.Hermione took a closer look.The house-elf had no clothes other than a dirty rag around his waist, and his skin seemed to be several times more than he actually needed, and the whole elf was wrinkled like a Shar Pei.But the top of his head was bare, two large bat-like ears with a large pile of white hair, eyes bulging outwards and bloodshot, and a fleshy nose that was large, almost like a pig's nose.He replied to Sirius in a voice as low as the chirping of a bullfrog, like a man trapped at the bottom of a well shouting upwards.Sirius took his elf to the side of the road, stroked his long hair, and smiled apologetically at the master and apprentice: "Let me make you laugh, my elf is a freak who has been brainwashed by my parents, and thinks about pure-bloods and other things every day, and his greatest wish is to be like his mother, whose head is cut off by his master, framed on a wooden board, and hung in the stairwell of the old mansion." ”This is the highest honor for house-elves, who ask their masters for this honor when they are too old to walk.Only loyal and clever elves have such qualifications, which means that their souls will always serve their masters, and their heads will become the decoration of their masters, which is unique to Britain."
Sounds sick."
Hermione felt more sympathy for the elf, and she couldn't help but say this, and at the same time cast a sympathetic look at the old elf.But Kreacher just glared at her viciously, and screamed, "Sirius master, Kreacher is going back, and the untouchables here have insulted the glory of the Black family by seeing me." ”"Shut up!
I said shut up!
You Death Eater scum!
The Black family is long gone, so what is the so-called glory?!
”Sirius scolded Kreacher and gave him a few kicks, and it finally fell silent.Sirius felt that he had lost face, and he became more and more unaware of what Professor Wilson was going to do with the mad elf, and he gasped for breath for a long time before he calmed down."
Relax, Mr.
Black."
Su Ming squatted down and looked at the old man who was obviously still spitting fragrance in his heart with great interest: "Although he is a pervert, I like his loyalty very much." ”"Aren't all elves the same?
When I was a child, he always watched over me on my mother's orders to prevent me from doing anything to ruin the family. ”Sirius looked left and right, and fortunately there were no pedestrians here at night, and he continued, "But guess what?
When they learned that my foolish brother had joined the Death Eaters, they were so happy that they threw a feast at home, and I just didn't agree with Voldemort's idea, so they removed me from the family tree and kicked me out of the house. ”Su Ming just smiled politely in line with social cognition: "The purpose of our coming today is also related to your brother, he may not be what you think." ”"Regulus?"
Sirius struggled to mention his brother's name, but then that look of anguish was replaced by disgust: "I knew he was going to die, and within a few years of my expulsion from the house, I heard that he wanted to quit the Death Eaters.But it wasn't a rowing club, you could quit if you wanted to, and they killed him. ”"Here's the version you've heard."
Su Ming was still very calm, he stood up: "But just now I was communicating with my students, the relationship between the truth and public perception, have you ever thought that your younger brother may be misunderstood like you?"
”Sirius was silent, if he was still young, he definitely didn't believe it.However, after so many years of being unjustly imprisoned, he was no longer as brainless as he used to be, and he really thought about the words of the person he met for the first time.The main reason why he has been back in the house for so long is that he talked to Dumbledore and the others, and the old Deng was reluctant to let Professor Wilson join the Order of the Phoenix, but the headmaster told Sirius that this was someone who could be trusted."
Really?"
It took a long time for Sirius to raise his head and look at Su Ming, hoping to get a positive answer.If he used to have the best relationship with anyone at home, it was definitely not his sister, but his younger brother, who was only one year younger than him, and he was a gentle person who never hurt anyone.He joined the Death Eaters only because his parents and family wanted him to join, nothing more.Sirius's hatred for him was more of a hatred of iron than a hatred of other Death Eaters, and when he heard the news that he might be rehabilitated for his brother, he couldn't help but be moved."
Kreacher was the one who witnessed everything, he knew not only where Regulus's body was, but also why he died."
Su Ming showed a grim smile and stared at the trembling houseelf.Originally, this little thing was quite arrogant, but after strangling the host's shoulders and licking his fangs, he shrank behind Sirius's thighs."
What?!"
Sirius picked up Kreacher from behind his legs and led the two of them into a dark alley before smashing him against the wall: "What do you know?!"
Why don't you tell me?!!
”Kreacher curled up in a ball, trying to punish himself by banging his head against the wall, but Hermione took a swifter step and cast a spell without a staff, and froze in place with his legs.Big tears slipped out of his eyes: "Can't say, Kreacher can't say!"
Regulus the owner told me not to tell anyone in the family about it!
I'm a bad elf!
Bad elves!
Didn't do what the little master explained!
”"I said he was loyal, and I like this kind of tough guy who doesn't know anything."
Su Ming Sirius smiled and slowly rotated the soda bottle in his hand: "Next, you ordered him to tell the secret in the name of the head of the Black family?"
Or do you want my student to give him a Imperius curse?
”Sirius had a strange expression, Hermione had just been startled by her wandless spell, which was not at the level of a third-year girl.Now that she said it, she would still have an unforgivable curse, how could Sirius calm down?
Looking at Hermione again, she still has a reserved smile on her face, she usually practices on any creature, right?
How can you teach students like this?
Didn't Dumbledore care?
Darkness, too dark, but when he thought that the darkness was on his side, Sirius had no opinion, and he crouched down and looked at the elf who hated him the most: "I command you, as the heir of the Black family, to tell everything about Regulus." ”