A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts Chapter 305: Parseltongue and the Locket

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

"Can't it be 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 back, especially since Felix was basically sure that it was the place where Voldemort placed the Horcrux , it is always right to be cautious.

"Sirius, I need to make some preparations, and you too, you seem a little impatient now."

"You're right, Felix," said Sirius at last.

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

The two walked into the fireplace one after the other.

In Black's old house.

Harry looked at this frighteningly old house-elf curiously. He couldn't help but compare with Dobby. The butler seen in the Muggle TV series.

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

"Hi, what's your name?" Harry greeted friendly.

Kreacher pursed his lips and muttered something in a low voice, but Harry didn't hear it clearly. He straightened his clean white cloth strips, bowed respectfully and said, "You can call me Kreacher, Distinguished guests, welcome to Black's ancestral home."

Harry was a little shy, he didn't quite get used to the house elf's welcome words: "Actually, ahem, wait, Black's ancestral house? Is this the home of Sirius?"

"That's right," Kreacher said, "The young master was born and raised here, although he ran away from home ignorantly when he was young..." He showed a sly look in his eyes, "But when he was in danger, he was the first I thought of this for a while."

Harry asked for details with great interest. He wanted to know more about the godfather. After learning that Harry was the godson of Sirius, Kreacher's attitude became more respectful and he was willing to tell more secret things .

"The young master has been crying for the past few days, and Kreacher has heard it, but the young master refuses to admit it..."

"Kreacher! Shut up!" The fireplace flickered again, and Sirius came out from it. As soon as he came in, he heard Kreacher slandering himself, and his nose almost crooked. He strode over, lifted Kreacher from the ground, and said loudly, "Don't tell anyone—"

Kreacher said respectfully: "But Mr. Potter is the master's godson. As your heir, he has the right to understand..."

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

"I obey." Kreacher's figure flickered and disappeared.

Felix watched for a long time, a smile flashed in his eyes, "So, your relationship has improved?"

"Which eye did you see? He's still so annoying..." Sirius muttered.

Harry blinked. He thought he should tell Ron what he saw. Ron always believed that house elves were servants of nobles and only knew how to obey orders, but the two elves he came into contact with— — Dobby and Kreacher both have their own personalities.

When they came to the living room, it was Harry's first visit. He was curious about everything here, and he had an inexplicable affection. Although the house was a bit dark, maybe the lights were not turned on? After all, it is night now, Sirius lives alone, there is no need to waste it...

The air was a bit humid and had a musty smell, which was nothing, just a little cleaning, Harry thought he could help.

Going to the living room, it was a little brighter here, the candles on the wall were burning quietly, and there was a delicate golden chandelier hanging from the ceiling, Harry suspected that it was made of pure gold.

"Do whatever you want, the room is a bit messy." Sirius put away the scattered comic books and piled them aside, he stood there for a while, "Oh, yes, I'm going to get things."

Sirius left, there was the sound of crunching boards in the distance, and soon his figure reappeared, returning with a heavy gold locket.

Kreacher brought hot tea in due time, and he stood at the door.

"This is the thing...Master Regulus gave Kreacher to destroy it. But there is so much magic on the box, poor Kreacher tried everything, but he couldn't keep it. A little trace..."

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

Harry watched Kreacher cry sadly, worried that he would suddenly jump up to punish himself in the next second. But in a flash of his mind, he opened it from the inside? He vaguely thought about something.

Felix took a close look at the locket. It looked very clean. It should have been cleaned by Sirius. There was a gorgeous S-shaped snake embedded in the surface, which was composed of many small emeralds. With a faint light.

"The letter S." "A snake?"

Felix and Harry said at the same time, looking at each other, Felix laughed, "We're both right." He tapped the gold locket with his forefinger, and his perspective began to change , the color seems to be washed away by the rain, and it becomes gray. In the sight is the dazzling magic brilliance, layered and densely packed. In the innermost layer of these protective magics, there is a group of extremely evil dark forces. It is like It was wriggling like a monster.

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

Felix thought about it, it seems that Voldemort arranged each Horcrux differently, and 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 debris.

As for the crown, it was even more secretive. He didn't see any flaws at all. Combined with the characteristics of Ravenclaw's crown itself, maybe it was part of a trick—a silent trick for the person who won the crown.

Sirius stared at Felix and Harry, they suddenly stopped talking, "What did you see?"

"If I'm not mistaken, this should be Salazar Slytherin's locket, which was used by Voldemort—" Felix stopped talking, and the locket trembled slightly, showing agitation.

"I've never seen it like this before." Sirius stood up in amazement, pulled Harry aside, stared at it vigilantly, and the gold chain on the locket twisted wildly~IndoMTL.com ~ seems to want to strangle one of them.

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

"What are you talking about, Harry?" Sirius asked, worried that Harry was under the influence of the locket, and was looking at his godson worriedly: "Are you feeling unwell?"

"No, no," Harry felt incredible at the sudden thought, "It's Parseltongue, I want to speak in Parseltongue!" Sirius looked at Harry blankly, he didn't understand at all. Knowing that Harry still has this ability.

"Go ahead and let's see what happens," Felix said quietly.

So Harry stared at the locket and imagined that the pattern on it was a little snake, which was easy, especially since the locket was still vibrating and rustling. He opened his mouth and let out a "hissing" sound.

Felix is ​​no stranger to this word, he heard it a few times in the Chamber of Secrets last year, it should mean—

"Open it," said Harry in Parseltongue.