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Although he still had a lot of doubts in his mind, it didn't matter... Looking at Kyle in front of him, for some reason, he suddenly had the illusion of returning to his student days.
That’s how they made the live map in secret without telling anyone... This feeling is so nostalgic.
Lupin hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
"That's good. Remember, you must keep it a secret." Kyle said with a smile, "Otherwise I will beat Harry. You know he can't beat me."
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 444 Key
Sirius Black had always believed that Kyle was a rare good student.
He has excellent grades, his abilities far exceed those of his peers, and he knows how to adapt and is not bound by rules and regulations.
What's more important is that Snape hated him... He firmly believed that only truly good children could receive this honor.
In private, he and Lupin also discussed Kyle, and they both agreed that they would not find it strange at all if Kyle became the headmaster of Hogwarts one day.
But in just one night, Sirius overturned this idea.
Apart from Kyle's threat to beat Harry up, how could a good student use the blasting spell so skillfully...
It's been almost half an hour, and it feels like fireworks are being set off in the living room. The crackling sounds of explosions almost never stop.
And in the middle of the explosion spell, there was also a spell that looked very familiar to him.
Sirius watched with his own eyes as the magnificent round table inexplicably broke in the middle, with the cut smooth and neat as if it had originally been in two halves.
He had seen Snape use this kind of spell before, when he was a Death Eater, and the two had fought many times.
But he didn't understand why Kyle could do it, couldn't it be that Snape taught him...
Sirius shook his head and immediately rejected the idea. Both Harry and Lupin had said that Snape did not like Kyle, and there was no doubt about that.
Sirius thought about it for a long time but still had no idea. Finally, he simply shook his head and gave up thinking about it...
Maybe the spell was recorded in a book in the library, and Snape and Kyle happened to have read it.
On the other side, after continuously using spells for such a long time, Kyle also panted, put down the spell in his hand, and sat on a chair next to him.
This box was much harder than he had imagined. Neither the Explosion Spell nor the Splitting Spell could leave any mark on it. Even the Invisible Sword could only leave a shallow white mark.
While Kyle rested, Lupin and Sirius tried it too, but it also didn't work.
And the explosion also attracted Kreacher.
It pushed open the door and looked at the reception room which seemed to have become a ruin. Its eyes were full of anger and fear. It started mumbling again, repeating words like "prodigal son... scum... little bastard..."
Sirius just felt a headache, turned around and yelled: "Shut up!"
Kreacher shut his mouth obediently, but less than a minute later, he started chattering again, looking at Sirius with a vicious look, "The young master actually wanted to destroy this place. If my mistress knew, oh, she would cry so sadly. Moreover, this prodigal son even colluded with outsiders to try to open Miss Bella's..."
Having said that, Kreacher suddenly shut his mouth.
But the three of them keenly heard its last words and turned their heads...
"Kreacher!" Sirius asked immediately, "Do you know what this box is? You have seen it, right?"
"Kreacher doesn't know." The elf shook his ears and shrieked, "Kreacher would never betray Miss Bella!"
"Tell me this is an order!" Sirius shouted.
Kreacher's expression suddenly became ferocious, but he finally bowed low and said, "This is the box that the old master left for Miss Bella. Only the ancient and noble Black bloodline can open it!"
Black frowned. Kreacher usually called his mother the mistress, and the only one who could be called old master was his grandfather.
But it doesn't matter anymore, he already knows how to open the box...
"Confinement quickly!"
Just as he was thinking about this, a spell suddenly flew past his ear and landed on Kreacher who was about to bang his head against the door.
It probably wanted to punish itself in this way for not being able to keep the secret, but it certainly couldn't do that now, as it was tied up tightly with a rope and couldn't move.
"I order you not to punish yourself in any stupid way, Kreacher." Sirius frowned.
The elf stopped, but continued to curse under his breath.
Sirius didn't care about it at all. He turned around and said excitedly: "Haha, what were we doing before!"
Or, he scratched his hand with his wand, and a few drops of bright red blood dripped and fell on the box.
In just a blink of an eye, those few drops of blood quickly followed the lines on the box and formed bright red magic patterns.
"Click!"
With a crisp sound, the box split open in the middle, revealing a peculiarly shaped golden key inside.
Blake recognized it immediately. It was the key to the Gringotts vault, because he also had one, and it looked almost exactly like this one.
"We'll split it in half when we meet!"
Kyle was quick to grab the key and threw the box to Sirius.
"Since this belongs to the Black family, I'll return it to you. Although it has some scratches, it obviously does not affect its use."
"and many more……"
Before Sirius could say anything, Kyle had already dropped the key into the trunk.
"I have no interest in the Lestrange vault."
Sirius frowned slightly when he realized what was happening, and said, "But I must remind you that those greedy goblins won't let you into the vault if you only have the key."
"It doesn't matter. You're here, aren't you?" Kyle said with a smile. "Once you've cleared your name, you can go to Gringotts with the key in your name as Bellatrix's cousin and a relative of the Lestrange family."
“That’s not possible either…” Sirius shook his head and said, “The Lestrange family must own the top-ranked vaults, and if they want to transfer the assets of these vaults on a large scale, they can only go in person, Bellatrix Lestrange, or Rodolphus Lestrange.
Other than that, we can only wait until they are all dead."
"No, I think you misunderstood," Kyle said. "The gold is secondary. What I want is something in her vault."
"If it's just one, then that's fine." Sirius said, "What do you want? The deed to their property in Diagon Alley... I tell you, this is the most valuable. Any one of them is worth tens of thousands of Galleons."
"...No..." Kyle exerted great willpower and shook his head slightly.
"no?"
Sirius was a little confused. He really couldn't think of anything more valuable than the property in Diagon Alley.
"It's a very old item." Kyle tried not to think about the image of tens of thousands of Galleons piled together. "It's hard to say now, but I think it should be in her vault."
Although Sirius didn't know what Kyle wanted, he nodded when he heard him say that and didn't ask any more questions.
(End of this chapter)
Chapter 445: Locket in a Glass Cabinet
Tens of thousands of Galleons just flew away like that, and Kyle just felt a pang of pain.
But there is no way, compared with this gold, the Hufflepuff gold cup is more important.
Like the Ravenclaw crown, the golden cup is also something left behind by the Big Four.
After the prodigal Voldemort made it into a Horcrux, he gave it to Bellatrix for safekeeping.
However, Bellatrix did not keep Voldemort's things in her own home like Lucius Malfoy did, but chose the Gringotts vault, which she believed was safer.
But speaking of Horcruxes... apart from the golden cup that is out of reach for the time being, there is another one here that is closer, or even very close at hand.
This was the main reason why Kyle agreed to follow Sirius to 12 Grimmauld Place.
As for the box, it was a complete unexpected gain. In fact, Kyle never thought that the key to open the box would be Sirius Black himself.
He originally wanted to try using ordinary spells first. If he couldn't open it, he would just use the Fiery Fire Curse, or ask Nicolas Flamel for help next time he went to Devon.
Thinking of this, Kyle first glanced at Kreacher who was still tied to the ground, then lifted the restraining spell he had just cast, and then turned around and asked:
"Sirius, can I have a tour of this place?"
Kreacher, who was about to leave, stopped suddenly when he heard this.
"The scumbag young master brought back a little devil. Kreacher has never seen such an evil wizard. He was not satisfied with blowing up the living room and now he wants to blow up other places. Kreacher must guard the mistress's house. No one can destroy it..."
"Shut up, Kreacher!" Sirius couldn't help but yelled, "No one wants to destroy this place. If anyone does, it must be me!"
He looked at Kyle again, "There's nothing to see here, but if you're interested, that's fine, but be careful not to wake up the portraits.
In addition, it is best not to go to the second underground floor and the third floor and above alone. Lupin and I have not checked these places yet, so we are not sure if they are safe. "
"Leave the locked cabinet in the living room alone," Lupin said suddenly. "If I'm right, there should be a Boggart in there."
He still hasn't forgotten how exaggerated the way Kyle dealt with the Bogut was. If it happened again, this place might really be ruined.
Kyle smiled. Last time he was caught off guard purely because he was unprepared. Now Bogut was just that to him.
But he didn't explain anything. He just took out his wand and restored the ruined living room.
Sirius and Lupin also helped.
With the three of them together, the place was quickly restored to its original state.
Kreacher finally stopped muttering, but still followed closely behind them, monitoring their every move.
"I was just about to ask." When they reached the corridor, Kyle looked at Sirius, "Did you buy a new wand?"
"Oh, you mean this?" Sirius raised his hand and shook the wand inlaid with gold and gems in his hand, "Of course not, I am still wanted, how can I go to Diagon Alley to buy a wand?
This is an old wand I found in the cupboard, it's a bit of a pain in the ass but I don't have much else to do."
Accompanied by Sirius, Kyle visited every room in the foyer and on the second floor.
The lights here were very dim, and their shadows were cast on the wall, almost blending into the darkness. It looked like the lair of some evil wizard.
"The first thing I did when I cleaned the house was throw away these lamps," Sirius said, frowning.
He hated places that were too dark because the Dementors always appeared from the darkness without any warning.
If it's too dark around him, he will always subconsciously think of this bad memory.
Hearing his words, Kreacher, who was following behind him, started muttering again.
But this time Sirius was too lazy to pay attention to him. In any case, before Harry moved in, all these old-fashioned gas lamps had to be replaced, and the room had to be brightly lit without any dead corners.