Harry Potter and the Secret Treasure

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Further down the basement stairs they came to a dark door in the corner opposite the pantry.

"Is this Kreacher's room?"

"Yes!" Hermione was a little nervous now. "Well, I think we'd better knock and be polite."

She knocked on the door with her knuckles, but there was no sound from inside.

"He must have slipped upstairs," said Ron impatiently, and opened the door anyway.

The closet was mostly taken up by a large old boiler, but a foot or so wide below the pipes, Kreacher had made himself a den, with assorted rags and old smelly blankets piled on the floor, A small hollow in the middle is where Kreacher curls up to sleep every night.

There was some leftover food at the door, and Kreacher didn't throw it away. He picked it up and ate it by himself. There were some shiny trinkets and coins in the corner, all of which he got from Sirius these days. Things he salvaged, things he thought shouldn't be thrown away.

Ivan noticed that there was actually a photo of Narcissa Malfoy and Bellatrix Lestrange.

It's a family portrait with a much younger Mrs. Black, Tonks' mother Andromeda Tonks, and Sirius and his brother Regulus, all young but already showing distinct different qualities.

The most striking is probably Bellatrix, she is the eldest daughter of the Black family generation.

She was about fourteen or five years old at the time, with a prefect badge on her chest, looking at them proudly, with her head raised high.

Next to this photo is a solo photo of Bellatrix.

She was about 27 or [-] years old at the time, and she was completely different from the previous photo, to the point where she was seen in Dumbledore's Pensieve.

With dark skin and swollen eyelids, the arrogance on his face has completely turned into madness.

No one knew what she had experienced in the past ten years, from a proud little girl to the most evil Death Eater.

She appears to be Kreacher's favorite photo, and he puts her at the front, and clumsily glues the shattered glass together with magic tape.

This made Ivan feel very uncomfortable, because of Regulus, Kreacher now obeyed them and began to rebel against Voldemort.

But emotionally, he still prefers Narcissa and Bellatrix more.

To him they were his real mistresses, and that was about it.

He couldn't tell the difference between fighting Voldemort and obeying Bellatrix. To him, they were two different things.

Chapter 1029 Plan

The minds of house elves are hard to change, just like the servility in their bones.

Looking at the grinning Bellatrix in the photo, Ivan felt a strong sense of unease. This Christmas holiday was so quiet, it was like a moment of calm before the storm. The depression was gradually increasing, and something terrible was about to happen. .

To be on the safe side, he felt it necessary to instruct Kreacher not to tell anything about this place, especially not to Narcissa and Bellatrix.

It's not about trust, it's the nature of house-elves.

Or change your mind and use this thing to do something...

"I'll just leave the gift here." Hermione put the gift bag in the recess between the rags and the blanket, and gently closed the door. "He'll find out, it's okay..."

"What are you doing?" asked Sirius, who had just brought a turkey out of the pantry.

"Do what you're supposed to do, give Kreacher a Christmas present!" Hermione said angrily, "Where is he?"

"I don't know. I'll go up and look for it later. He should come to help. There are a lot of people coming tonight, so we need to prepare more food." Sirius said, "If the situation doesn't allow it, I even want to have a fight." Rave party, come on, Hermione, Kreacher doesn't need a Christmas present, you wouldn't send him a dress, would you?"

Hermione didn't answer, she was very dissatisfied with Sirius' attitude towards Kreacher.

When everyone went up to have breakfast, Aiwen found an opportunity to have a private conversation with Sirius, expressing his worries and reminding Kreacher.

They've had a lot of conversations like this since they came back from Norway.

Sirius was also worried, not just about the situation in Norway and here, he was even more worried about Harry himself.

"I will pay attention to Kreacher, but you have to know, Ivan, the matter is not over. In addition to the troubles with the evil gods and vampires, Voldemort also wants to get one thing, and that thing is in London." Sirius hesitated for a moment, considering whether to tell Ivan about this matter, which is related to the secrets of the Order of the Phoenix, he looked around, and then said in a low voice, "Okay, listen, but don't tell this matter Get out, that thing is a prophecy ball, kept in..."

"The Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic, I know!" Ivan said, "The prophecy ball placed in it can only be taken off the shelf by the person involved. That prophecy involved Harry and Voldemort, and Voldemort certainly didn't want to hold it. Risk of exposure to the Ministry of Magic, so he hopes to lure Harry there."

"How do you know this?"

"I did the research!" Ivan said simply.

"Well, you know more than I thought, thanks to which I thought it was a secret of the Order of the Phoenix!" Sirius said earnestly, "Now that you know everything, then things are very simple, I hope you are here Watch Harry in the school, no matter what happens, don't let him leave Hogwarts. Like this incident, Dumbledore thinks that Voldemort will show him some pictures through their connection to lure him to leave School, so I can go to the Ministry of Magic and get that prophecy ball."

"Well, what is the Order of the Phoenix doing now?" Ivan asked back.

"It goes without saying, of course we have to send someone to keep an eye on it." Sirius said, "We can't let Voldemort get the prophecy ball, the incident in Norway has angered him, he won't accept failure willingly, and he may use whatever means in the future. "

"If this is the case, why don't we take the initiative?!" Aiwen noticed Sirius' gaze and continued to explain, "I mean, why do we have to wait passively for Voldemort to go to the Ministry of Magic to take the prophecy ball instead of one step ahead Let's start setting up?!"

"Only Harry and Voldemort can touch that prophecy ball..."

"I know that the current situation is that Voldemort needs the prophecy ball, but he doesn't want to go, he just wants Harry to go and get it for him." Ivan said, "So he hopes to lure Harry to go there, but it's not good for us. It is also an opportunity to ambush there, severely injure Voldemort, and open up the current situation."

"Voldemort would not be so gullible."

"Of course, but we can provide him with some wrong information, such as with the help of Kreacher." Ivan said, looking at Kreacher's bedroom door, "I just saw Narcissa and Bellatrix in his residence He seems to adore your two cousins."

"Hmph, he can't wait to kneel down and kiss their robes. In the eyes of that house elf, he probably thinks that the two of them are the true heirs of the Black family, and I'm just a traitor after all."

"This is not surprising. He has been taught this way for the past few decades and is loyal to the ancient and noble Black family, but now he is against Voldemort and obeys your orders. This is a good change." Ai "But we all know that he's still thinking about Narcissa and Bellatrix, and their orders have an effect on him as well, and he can't even tell the impact of what he's doing. I mean Yes, we can take advantage of this, give him some false information, and then lead him around Malfoy, let Kreacher accidentally leak the information, and let Voldemort think that there is a chance to lure Harry to magic. Ministry, but in fact, all members of the Order of the Phoenix are in ambush there..."

"A crazy idea!" Sirius said, gradually figuring out Ivan's train of thought, "and dangerous!"

"But we can take the initiative to break the current stalemate." Ivan continued, "Think about it, Sirius, it is unrealistic to have no danger at all, just like this time, we can't control the connection between Voldemort and Harry , but can turn passive into active, and defense is never the best way to solve problems."

"Okay, I will tell Dumbledore, and I will notify you immediately of the result." Sirius stared at Ivan, and finally made a concession, "I personally agree with your opinion, but before that, you have to be optimistic about the situation." Harry, he's been so freaking out lately, I'm afraid he's going to do something stupid."

Being drilled in the head by Voldemort, and fused with the evil god, it is a strange thing if it is not abnormal.

Eventually, Sirius found Kreacher in the attic.

He was covered in dust, and was no doubt rummaging through the rest of the Blakes' curios to hide in his cupboard.

Happy times always pass quickly, and the Christmas holidays come to an end in a blink of an eye.

Ivan has never seen Dumbledore, and he doesn't know if Sirius told him about his plan.

He didn't even have time to be alone with Hermione. Ivan was looking forward to something happening with Hermione this Christmas holiday, but nothing happened.

Mainly because of Elaine, who was getting more and more looking forward to it as Hogwarts got closer.

Now either by Ivan's side or by Hermione's side, asking this and that, Ivan has no chance at all.

Even at night or when Ivan turns into a cat, Elaine sometimes sleeps with Hermione, and her nose is so good that she can smell Ivan's blood, which means that no matter what animal Ivan transforms into, Elaine could recognize him immediately, which is probably the racial talent of vampires.

Although Ivan and Hermione didn't mind Elaine watching when something happy happened, Hermione didn't mind.

Therefore, Ivan did not have the chance to do anything to Hermione in the end. I have to say that this is his biggest regret this Christmas.

Hermione took the initiative to kiss Ivan, because he has been very good lately...

Chapter 1030 Conversation between Sirius and Snape

Unlike Elaine who had been looking forward to Hogwarts, Harry now had the exact opposite in mind.

He is still immersed in the Norwegian incident, and for the first time in his life, he no longer looks forward to returning to Hogwarts. Returning to school means returning to Umbridge's tyranny, and she must have forced a dozen laws to sanction them , or ask where he and Ivan went this holiday, besides, there is no Quidditch game to look forward to.

As exams approach, the workload is likely to increase again.

Had it not been for DA and Cho to back him up, Harry thought he might have begged Sirius to let him leave Hogwarts and stay in Grimmauld Place.

He should go back, Qiu is still waiting for him, this time, he must seize the opportunity to ask her out, and then...

Harry encouraged himself with this one, but something happened on the last day of the holiday that made him really dread going back to school.

It had something to do with Snape, about him teaching himself Occlumency.

"Harry!" Mrs. Weasley stuck her head into their bedroom, Harry was playing wizard chess with Ron, Ivan, Hermione, Ginny, Elaine and Crookshanks were watching, "you come to the kitchen How about a moment? Professor Snape has something to tell you."

"What?!" Harry didn't respond for a moment.

His car was engaged in a fierce battle with one of Ron's pawns, and he was excitedly pumping it up.

"Professor Snape is in the kitchen and he wants to talk to you," repeated Mrs. Weasley.

"It must be something about Occlumency, go, Harry!" Ivan said.

Harry stood up hesitantly, Elaine had taken his place, and beside her, Hermione managed to keep Crookshanks in check.

Taking advantage of everyone's negligence, it happily jumped onto the chessboard, and the chess pieces screamed and ran away.

"Snape..."

"It's Professor Snape, dear!" said Mrs. Weasley reproachfully. "Come on, he says he won't be here long."

Harry glanced back at everyone, then followed Mrs Weasley out as if he was going to the guillotine.

He knew about it, but hadn't been ready until now.

Dumbledore said that Voldemort's connection with Harry was also very damaging to his own soul, and he probably wouldn't do that.

But to be on the safe side, Harry must learn Occlumency to completely eliminate this hidden danger.

This is a very unpopular branch of witchcraft. Ivan has studied it deliberately for so many years and is just getting started, which can barely prevent him from Dumbledore's prying eyes.

Snape is an expert in this spell, he can completely close his brain and heart.

Neither Dumbledore nor Voldemort would ever learn from him any secrets he wanted to keep secret.

So, in theory, having Snape teach Harry Occlumency was the best option.

Sirius also said that he would talk to Snape and let him teach Harry from his heart.

A minute or two later, Harry pushed open the kitchen door to see Sirius and Snape sitting at the long table, staring angrily in opposite directions.

The silence was filled with mutual distaste for what had clearly been a failed conversation between them.

"Hmm." Harry announced his presence aloud.

Snape turned his head, his face framed by a curtain of greasy black hair.

"Sit down, Potter."

"I say!" Sirius leaned back, tilted his chair, and shouted towards the ceiling, "Don't give orders here, Snape, this is my home, and I hope you understand that."

Snape didn't retort, an ugly flush of red flooded his pale face.

Harry sat down next to Sirius, looking evasively at Snape across the table.

"I should have talked to you alone, Potter!" Snape's usual sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, "but Black..."

"I'm his godfather." Sirius said louder, "I wish to speak to you about teaching Harry."

"Keep your voice down, Blake, I'm here on Dumbledore's order, and I have to accept this unpleasant errand," said Snape, his voice becoming more and more sinister, looking at Harry maliciously. , "Instead of looking at your face, of course, if you are willing to listen, please stay, I know you like to have a sense of participation."

Sirius stared at him hard, and Snape pretended he didn't exist.

"The Headmaster asked me to inform you, Potter, that he wants you to study Occlumency this term."

"I know, I have been with Ai Wenwen before..."

"It seems that Mr. Know-it-All didn't teach you how to close your brain, otherwise this situation wouldn't happen, did he?!" Snape said disdainfully, "You receive individual counseling once a week, and you can't tell anyone. And don't take what you've been taught to tell others, especially don't tell Mason, understand?"

"Understood." Harry hesitated before saying reluctantly.

"Very good!" Snape stood up, continuing to ignore Sirius, who seemed unwilling to stay here for a moment, "I'll be waiting for you in my office at six o'clock on Monday night, Potter, if anyone asks, Let’s just say it’s a remedial potion class, to be honest, no one who has seen your performance in my class will deny that it is necessary.”

He turned to leave, a swirl of wind in his black traveling cloak.

"Wait a minute," said Sirius, sitting up straight, and Snape turned to look at him with a sneer.

"I'm busy, Blake!"

"Then I'll be straight." Sirius stood up. He was much taller than Snape, and Harry noticed that Snape's hands were clenched in the pockets of his cloak, and he assumed he must be holding his wand. "You understand, Snape, if I hear that you're teaching Harry Occlumency to punish him, I'll get you."

"How touching!" Snape sneered, "but you must have noticed that Potter resembled his father?"

"Not bad," said Sirius proudly.

"Then you should know that he's cocky and conceited, and criticism falls on his ears," Snape said tactfully.

Sirius pushed back his chair and strode towards Snape, drawing his wand.

Snape also showed his wand, and the two struck a pose.

Sirius' face was livid, Snape was calculating, his eyes flicked back and forth between Sirius' face and the tip of his staff.

The two had fought many times at Hogwarts before, during the half a year when Sirius took over from Lupine.

As such, they knew each other very well, and Snape was stronger than Sirius in general.