Chapter 314 No. 12 Grimmauld Place, The Poisoned House Elf

Chapter 314 No. 12 Grimmauld Place, The Poisoned House Elf

Grace finally saw how fast Wayne was making money.

She is currently interning at the Ministry of Magic, and her salary is forty galleons a month, which is considered average.

But what about Wayne?

Four treasuries, four hundred thousand galons.

After a full half hour, Wayne emptied the warehouses and took another five thousand galleons in pocket money.

It's a pity that Jerry was left at home, otherwise he would have gone crazy with joy.

Wayne didn't plan to keep the money in his own vault, so he just took it with him. Anyway, with him around, it was safer than Gringotts.

Harry was also shocked: "What kind of box is this that can hold it so well?"

"The Traceless Stretching Charm must have been cast." Sirius smiled and said: "I will buy one for you later, so that it will be much more convenient for you to go to school."

Sirius was now like a parent who had been on a business trip for a long time and hadn't seen his son. He wanted to buy all the good things for Harry.

Harry naturally shook his head.

"No need, I bought a traceless stretch bag made by Wayne before, it's enough."

"Speaking of which..." Wayne suddenly said faintly: "Someone just ate something and snatched my bag away...

"Who else can steal your things?" Grace asked curiously.

"Yes." Wayne shook his head with emotion: "But it wasn't from my hand, it was Norman."

Sirius froze, he was even more panicked now than during the trial.

Sirius always thought that Wayne didn't recognize him as the black dog that was performing at the time, but it turned out that people had always known about it, but they just didn't mention it.

"Who is that? That's too much!" Sirius said in a hurry: "Wayne, don't be angry. It's just a few bags. How much is "500", I'll give you ten times!"

"No need for the money." Wayne waved his hand: "Just give Harry some more pocket money in the future and let him take care of my business.

"No problem!" Sirius stopped Harry's shoulders and breathed a sigh of relief.

His lifelong reputation was finally saved.

After receiving hundreds of thousands of galleons in one fell swoop, Wayne naturally wanted to celebrate.

After leaving Gringotts, he and Sirius made an appointment to go to Grimmauld Place, and the two parties parted ways.

Sirius not only withdrew a lot of galleons, but also exchanged a lot of Muggle currency, preparing to take Harry on a shopping spree.

Wayne took Grace back home.

"Just have something to eat. I have to go back to training in the afternoon."

Sitting on the soft sofa, Grace stretched out. I don't know if it was an illusion, but Wayne always felt that her senior sister's figure had improved again.

The ability to absorb nutrients is so powerful...

"The boss of your department is staying with Fudge at St. Mungo's. Why are you so anxious as an intern?"

"The person in charge of training is not Shakur." Grace sighed: "He is a very strict instructor, so we can't delay it for too long.

"All right."

Wayne called Gardevoir out and asked her to prepare a table of lunch, and the two chatted while eating.

"Although it's tiring, I can really learn a lot." Grace said: "I feel that what is taught in school is just playing house. Only when you become an Auror can you know "what real magic is"

She showed a smile: "Fortunately, I met a senior student from Hufflepuff. She was recently sent back to re-intern because of illegal execution of tasks, and she helped me a lot."

Wayne raised his eyebrows: "You're talking about Tonks, right?"

"How do you know?" Grace looked at the boy in surprise.

"Heh. Wayne chuckled: "Nymphadora Tonks's undisciplined character is nothing new in the Ministry of Magic. If she hadn't been so talented, she would have been expelled long ago.

Disguising Animagus cannot improve combat effectiveness, but it is much easier and more convenient than ordinary Aurors when performing lurking or sneak attack missions.

Grace couldn't help but laugh: "She is still very nice, but her temper is a bit hotter, like a Gryffindor."

"Fortunately, both Scrimgeour and Shacklebolt are very optimistic about her."

"No, he must be more optimistic about you now." Wayne said arrogantly: "If Kingsley Shacklebolt makes things difficult for you, just tell me and I will help the Ministry of Magic to replace the Auror Office Director."

The senior sister's eyes turned into crescent moons: "Don't worry, Shacklebolt is much kinder than Scrimgeour, and after he knew that I was yours, he was careful about what he said."

"That's pretty much it." Wayne nodded with satisfaction, then showed his fox tail: "Sister, I recently bought a new camera, and the effect is pretty good. Do you want to try the effect?"

The girl rolled her eyes coquettishly, said nothing, but walked upstairs.

The following week, Fudge was also discharged from St. Mungo's, but the doctor still advised him to rest for a while and not work.

Therefore, Peter Pettigrew's retrial was scheduled for July 15th.

On the other side, after Wayne and Hermione stayed at Nico's house for a week, they returned to London and came to Grisham Square, not far from King's Cross Station.

After number 11 in the square, there is number 13, which is obviously also under a protective spell.

But when Wayne thought back to the image of Sirius telling him the address, a house squeezed out between numbers 11 and 13.

The black paint on the door is peeling off and full of scratches. The silver door knocker is in the shape of a coiled snake. There is no keyhole or mailbox on the door.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Wayne knocked on the door knocker and soon the door was opened.

"Professor Lupin." Wayne greeted politely.

"I am no longer a professor." Lupine smiled: "You can call me Lupin or Remus John.

Wayne nodded calmly: "Then I will call you Remus John."

"Come in quickly, Sirius is already waiting for you."

Wayne followed and walked into the room. A musty smell hit his face, which made him frown involuntarily, and he immediately put on the Bubble Charm.

Dim candlelight illuminated the dark foyer, and the walls were covered with murals and tapestries, some of which were moldy and curled at the edges.

"How is living here?" Wayne asked.

"It's not bad." Lupin smiled bitterly: "The house elves here don't like me very much, but because of Sirius's face, they didn't kick me out.

"Have you ever thought about finding another job?"

Lupine paused, hesitated for a moment and then nodded: "I have this idea, but Sirius won't let me go no matter what.

Wayne joked: "Is it possible that he still wants to support you for the rest of his life?"

"I have a job here that may be more suitable for you."

Lupine had a good temper and didn't pay attention to Wayne's teasing, but asked curiously: "What job?"

"Do you know Bojinbok?" Wayne asked.

Lupine nodded: "Of course, the most famous businessman in Knockturn Alley, do you still have a relationship with him?"

Wayne nodded slightly.

Lupine was also silent...

Are today’s little wizards so wild?

That's not right, how can he use common sense to measure Wayne.

"The job I introduced you to is also related to him, Remus John."

Wayne raised his hand and pushed open a door, walked into the living room, and continued: "You often deal with dark creatures, and you also know something about the black magic on props, right?"

"It's not bad." Lupine answered conservatively: "It's better than the average wizard."

"Then go try it."

"Just mention my name to him and I believe he will give you a chance."

Lupine hesitated: "But my identity as a werewolf..."

"It's nothing at all." Wayne waved his hand: "The things he has there are much more dangerous than werewolves. On the contrary, you have to protect yourself and don't suffer serious consequences."

Lupine was silent and found that this was indeed the case.

Finally he said gratefully: "Thank you, Wayne, I will try it another day.

"try what?"

Sirius came down the stairs and did not hear the previous conversation between the two.

"It's nothing." Lupine did not say it out loud, but planned to wait until everything was confirmed before telling Sirius.

Wayne looked at a house elf following Sirius.

This little elf looked very old. He was almost naked, and his skin was several times larger than his body. A pair of big white hairs grew out of his two big bat-like ears.

So ugly.

Although all house elves are quite ugly, Wayne has seen dozens of them, and this is just the ugliest one.

The elf acted as if he had not seen Wayne and Lupin, and had no intention of saying hello. He hunched over and bent his back, slowly followed Sirius, and murmured in a hoarse and low voice:

"...Smells like sewers and criminals, look who the nasty prodigal master brought back... My poor old master, what will she say to Kreacher?" What a shame, werewolf, brat, what will the prodigal bring back next time?"

"Kreacher!" Sirius shouted: "Shut up! You don't need to say that about my friend!"

"Oh, the fugitive young master has become arrogant again. The Ministry of Magic is really a bunch of losers..."

"Kreacher!" Sirius was trembling with anger, "I order you! Shut up!"

This time, the annoying chatter finally disappeared...

Sirius said it in a commanding tone. No matter how much Kreacher hated him, he must obey the orders of the only bloodline of the Black family.

"It doesn't matter." Wayne smiled instead, "What he said is not wrong. You gave me more than half of your family property. How can you not be a prodigal?"

Hiccup!

Kreacher let out a strange groan, and his two bloodshot eyes widened.

"Half of the family property?"

"No, more than half." Wayne said seriously.

Kreacher threw his head back and fell down, just like Fudge before, but he did not faint.

Instead, he turned over and banged his head against the floor.

"Mistress! What evil have you done?"

"The ancient and noble Black family is about to be defeated. What face do I have to face you? Why, why is it not the young master who survives, but this shameful eldest master!"

"Kreacher! You are just a house elf, you don't have to worry about what I do!"

Sirius kicked him aside angrily, and then apologized to Wayne and said: "Sorry Wayne, Kreacher is too old, and he became crazy after I came back this time.

"He can't even clean it now, so Lupin and I have to do it ourselves."

Sirius looked depressed. He had been annoyed to death by Kreacher in the past few days since his return. Until now, he had not brought Harry home just to avoid being scared.

"It's okay..." Wayne shook his head.

"Let me take you to the library. There are thousands of books there. Many of them have curses on them. You will have to deal with them for a while."

"No, I'm more interested in Kreacher now." Wayne stared at the elf who was still hurting himself and asked softly:

"Was he like this before?"

"Before?" Xiaotian

Wolf Star was a little puzzled, but after thinking about it he said: "I am an outlier in the Black family. My mother and the young master who was killed by Klee don't like me, so naturally he won't give me anything."

Good look. "

"That's not what I'm asking." Wayne shook his head: "I mean, was he so crazy before? His eyes were blood red. You can see that his skin was also abnormal.

Sirius never cared about Kreacher's condition, so he asked directly: "Wayne, what do you want to say?"

The young man said something shocking: "I suspect he was poisoned."

"Poisoned?" Sirius and Lupine were both surprised.

"How did you find out?" Lupine also looked at Kreacher and saw no problem.

"You have had too little contact with elves. Kreacher has an aura of despair, and the bloodshot eyes are very abnormal..."

Wayne was not just talking nonsense, he also vaguely felt the smell of... corpse.

"Sirius, ask him for me." Wayne raised his chin slightly: "What kind of person would poison a house elf?"

"Kreacher! Tell me, are you poisoned?" Sirius asked.

However, he didn't get any response. Kreacher was still cursing softly on the ground.

"I order you!" Sirius could only use his trump card: "Tell me, are you poisoned?"

Kreacher finally stopped and said in a depressed voice: "Kreacher is very good, Kreacher is not loyal.

"Wayne, did you guess wrong?" Sirius tilted his head and said.

Wayne looked at him as if he were a fool: "Do you think he knows he was poisoned?"

"I asked you to ask him what strange things happened to him and what strange things he ate.

Sirius was stunned.

This seems to be the truth...

Lupine silently took two steps back. He didn't realize there was anything wrong with this just now.

The brain is such a good thing...

So, Sirius spoke again in a commanding tone. Kreacher was silent for a long time, curled himself up into a ball, and said slowly:

"..."

"It was the Dark Lord... The Dark Lord made me drink a strange potion."

"Dark Lord?" Lupine and Sirius said in unison, "You mean, Voldemort?!"

"Don't mention that name!" Kreacher screamed.

"Tell me everything you know!" Sirius gritted his teeth and roared: "Did Regulus take you there? How many bad things have you done for the Dark Lord?

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