Magical Studies at Hogwarts.

Chapter 201 Peeping
"Blake...he reminds me of a loyal servant..."

Looking at the old house elf in front of him, Comrade Lao Fu remembered some things from the past.It's a secret that only a few people know, and Kreacher is one of them.

"You come from the old house of the Black family? Why?"

"The disgusting prodigal son inherited the mistress's house. He didn't like the old Kreacher, so he kicked Kreacher out." Kreacher bent over and replied cautiously.

"Oh? Is it Sirius?" Old Comrade Fu smiled, looked at Lucius and Narcissa standing aside, and said, "He went back?"

"He is now the last bloodline of the Black family, the great Dark Lord." Narcissa lowered her head and whispered.

"Really? I didn't expect that there would be only one person left in the eternally pure Black family. What a pity..." Old Comrade Fu sighed.

After he failed to seek the position of Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts, Comrade Old V embarked on a bloody road.With the concept of "magic belongs to pure blood", he has won the support of most pure blood families, and the most steadfast among them is the Black family.

As the oldest family of pure-blood wizards, the Black family has the deepest heritage among the 28 sacred families, and it just so happens that the descendants of that generation are also outstanding.Sirius, Regulus, Narcissa, and the most loyal Bellatrix, the former is the general of the Order of the Phoenix, while the latter three are the right-hand men of old Comrade V.

It can be said that before Comrade Lao Fu ushered in his own Waterloo, he trusted Regulus and Bellatrix the Black siblings the most.

"Kreacher, tell me, what did Sirius do after returning to Black's old house?" Comrade Old V leaned back in his chair, very relaxed.Knowing the habits of house-elves, he knew very well that Kreacher would not tell him much. This question was just a random question. It would be best if there was one, and it would be normal if not.

"The nasty prodigal son won't allow Kreacher to tell others his secret..."

"Then pick what you can say!"

Kreacher lowered his head, drooping his big bat-like ears, tugged at the rags wrapped around his body, and said: "The old Kreacher is not liked by the young master, but the mistress doesn't like the young master even more, because He took his nasty friends back to the mistress' house and made a mess of him..."

"Especially those stupid little wizards, disgusting mudbloods, the worst..."

"Little wizard?" Old Comrade Fu became a little interested and asked, "Who are they? Be clear, Kreacher."

"A disgusting Mudblood, a pure-blooded scum, Weasley, and the godson of the young master..." Kreacher burst into tears as he spoke, and grabbed the rag on his body to wipe away his tears, "Then He is a very bad boy, he always treats his friends angrily, like the young master, he hates Kreacher very much...Kreacher just followed the orders of the mistress, but he scolded Kreacher with vicious words..."

"Godson?" Comrade Lao Fu pondered, "What's his name?"

"Harry Potter."

"Potter? Hehehe..." Lao Fu smiled suddenly, his attention was completely attracted, the name reminded him of many things.It was as far away as that night more than ten years ago, but what was closer was the scene he "saw" inadvertently a few days ago.

"Listen, Lucius, Sirius turned out to be Potter's godfather? What a wonderful fate!" He waved his hand, looking even happier, and suddenly had a plan in his mind, and he couldn't wait to try it.

"Take it away, Lucius, you can keep it..." Lao Fu said, "As long as he doesn't tell the story, it doesn't matter if you keep it."

"You'll do this right, Lucius?"

"I understand, master, I will tell it what it cannot say." Lucius bowed and said.

Old Comrade Fu waved his hand again, then stood up from the chair, and Wormtail next to him quickly stepped forward to support him.Lucius and Narcissa took Kreacher upstairs, let him go to the kitchen to find a place to live, and then went back to the room to rest.

Ike had been listening quietly, and returned to his room at this time, but recalled the already blurred plot in his mind.In the basement before, he noticed that Comrade V's expression was weird for a moment, the moment Kreacher said Harry's name.

Gradually, the deeply buried memory became clear, and Ike remembered it. He pressed his thumb on the ring subconsciously, but he didn't press it down.

"Not yet, not yet..."

Thinking about it, he raised his finger again.

This Christmas Eve was not peaceful. Comrade Lao Fu got some news from a house elf, which gave him some new ideas about the original plan, and the success rate might increase a lot.

In contrast, Harry's Christmas was as unsatisfactory as ever.

Just a few days ago, he felt that he had turned into a big snake in his sleep, and even attacked Mr. Weasley, biting him several times.This woke him up, and he found Dumbledore in a panic, and told him, telling what he felt and what he saw.

Dumbledore didn't believe it at first, but after hearing what he said, he asked the portraits to confirm it and found that what he said was true.

Mr. Weasley had really been attacked!

Ron, Ginny, the twins, Mrs. Weasley, all of them came to St. Mungo's Hospital for Magical Injuries and Injuries, where they met Mr. Weasley wrapped up like a mummy.

Everyone was worried, and Mrs. Weasley was crying like a tearful man, but it was clear that there were things more important than the injured Mr. Weasley.

Harry and the others were kicked out, and Moody, Tonks and the Weasleys talked about some secret things.With the help of the twins' stretched ears at the ready, Harry heard the grown-ups talking.

"...They searched all over the place, but they didn't find the snake that attacked you... But the mysterious man didn't expect a snake to go in, did he?"

"It should have been released for investigation." It was Moody's voice. "He should have wanted to investigate the situation. If Arthur was not around, the snake would have more time."

"Potter, he saw the whole thing? That's what he said."

"Yes, that's right," said Mrs. Weasley. "Dumbledore seems to have been waiting for the child to see him, and he's worried..."

"Of course he's worried! Potter, he doesn't know what it means! Seeing things through You-Know-Who's snake, it's serious!"

"Think about it, if the mysterious person is attached to it, is it possible..."

Harry couldn't take it anymore, his heart was pounding like it was about to pop out.His face was hot, and his spirit was a little dazed.Numbly taking off the retractable ears, he looked at the friends next to him, and found that they were all looking at him with horror on their faces.

He panicked, his mind was in a mess, and he even felt that Voldemort was attached to him now, observing all this through his eyes.

"It was I... I killed Mr. Weasley!"

(End of this chapter)