Subconsciously, Kyle reached out and was about to take out the locket.

"Be careful." Sirius warned, "This thing might be some strange dark magic item."

"Yeah, you're right."

Despite saying this, Kyle still took out the locket and gently wiped off the dust on it.

The locket was as big as an egg and heavy. On the front was a gorgeous S inlaid with many small emeralds, which glowed dimly in the dim light.

"This isn't something from the Black family. I've never seen it before." Sirius came closer and said thoughtfully, "It must be some junk they bought from somewhere. Throw it away in case there's any curse or dark magic on it."

"This isn't trash!" a sharp voice came from behind.

It was Kreacher, gasping for air and looking terribly angry, and then he looked at Sirius and let out a blood-curdling scream.

"…This is Master Regulus' locket. He asked Kreacher to bring it back!"

"Regulus?" Lupin said, "I remember he seemed to be your younger brother. When you were in school, you disliked each other and often quarreled."

"Yes." Sirius lowered his head and said softly, "My foolish brother is too weak in character. He easily believed my parents' pure-blood theory and believed that the Black family is born noble. We always quarreled about this and ended up parting unhappily."

"Master Regulus is not a fool!" Kreacher screamed, "He is the mistress's favorite son, much better than Master Sirius."

"I don't need you to remind me!" Sirius roared irritably, "Everyone said so, but what happened in the end? He died, that stupid idiot...he joined the Death Eaters!"

He gasped for breath, his eyes red as he said, "Throw it away. This thing is probably also a piece of dark magic, used by Death Eaters to harm people."

"No!" Kreacher screamed, jumping up and trying to grab the locket from Kyle's hand.

This was also the first time he robbed something in front of Sirius.

But Kyle just raised his hand slightly and dodged.

"I can't give this to you," Kyle said.

Kreacher tried to grab it again, but was stopped harshly.

"Stand there and don't move!" said Sirius.

Kreacher did not dare to disobey a direct order, but when he raised his head, the look he gave Sirius was full of deep hatred.

At this time, Lupin, who had been silent all this time, suddenly asked, "Do you know what this is?"

"I know." Kyle did not hide anything this time and said directly: "You should have heard of this thing... Slytherin's locket."

"What?"

There was a brief silence in the room.

Lupin reacted and took a deep breath, his face full of disbelief.

"Wait, you're talking about that Slytherin in the school, right?"

"Yes, it's Salazar Slytherin." Kyle stroked the emerald on the locket, "Just like the legendary sword of Gryffindor."

"Wait..." Sirius was still a little dazed, "Let me think about it, Slytherin's locket... was in Regulus's hands... and finally put into the Black family's house.

"Kyle, you must be kidding, right? Or this is all fake... Although I left home when I was sixteen, I know very well that Black and Slytherin have absolutely nothing to do with each other."

Lupin's reaction was similar. He thought that this was probably an imitation by Regulus because he admired Slytherin too much.

"I don't know whether the locket is real or fake, but I do know its other name."

"Another name? What does it mean?"

"Professor...Mr. Lupin." Kyle asked, "I think you must have heard of the Chamber of Secrets in Hogwarts."

"Of course, I've heard about it, but not in detail. The professors are reluctant to say more."

Lupin said, "It is said to be related to You-Know-Who."

Kyle held up the locket. "This thing gives me the same feeling as the diary back then."

…

The room fell silent again, and this time it lasted longer.

Lupin and Sirius were both trying to digest this answer, and their first reactions were surprisingly the same: they both felt that Kyle had made a mistake.

But through such a long period of contact, they knew very well that Kyle was not the kind of person who acted without a purpose.

"But why." Sirius' voice was dry, "You-Know-Who's things would fall into Regulus' hands. From what I know, he is not as trusted as Malfoy and Lestrange."

"You should ask him about this." Kyle did not explain, but looked at Kreacher who was trembling beside him.

"Tell me why this thing is here." Sirius asked in a deep voice, "What does Regulus have to do with it."

The elf seemed to have thought of something terrible, and his body trembled again, curling up into a ball. When he spoke, his voice was low and muffled.

"Master Sirius ran away, which was a good thing because he was a bad boy. But Master Regulus had self-esteem. He knew what the surname Black and his pure blood meant... In order to make wizards no longer hide, he joined the Dark Lord's organization when he was sixteen. He was so proud at that time..."

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"A year later, Master Regulus came to visit Kreacher in the kitchen one day. He said that the Dark Lord needed an elf... He offered Kreacher, which was an honor, an honor for both him and Kreacher..."

Kreacher's voice was choked with sobs as he told incoherently how he was taken into a cave by Voldemort and how he was forced to drink the potion in the stone basin...

"He dropped a locket into the empty basin and filled it with potion... then the Dark Lord boarded his ship and left Kreacher on the island..."

"Kreacher felt very uncomfortable and wanted to go to the lake to drink water... Many hands stretched out from the water, trying to drag Kreacher down..."

"So how did you escape?" Sirius asked.

The elf raised his ugly head, "Master Regulus said to let Kreacher go home."

"What happened next?" Sirius' voice became much quieter. "Why did this thing appear here?"

“Kreacher told Master Regulus about it… hoping for praise… but there was none.

"Master Regulus was very worried. He asked Kreacher to hide... After a while, Master Regulus asked Kreacher to take him to the cave, the same cave that Kreacher had been to with the Dark Lord."

"He made you drink the potion, too?" said Sirius in disgust.

Kreacher shook his head. He didn't know when, but tears were already streaming down his long nose.

Sirius' heart tightened, as if he had guessed something.

"Master Regulus took a locket from his pocket, just like the Dark Lord's... He told Kreacher to hold it... Wait until the basin is dry... and switch the lockets..."

Kreacher's crying became heavier.

"He ordered Kreacher to go home... and tell no one about this... but to find a way to destroy the first locket... and then he drank... drank the potion dry... and Kreacher watched... Master Regulus... was dragged under the water... and then..."

"Bang!"

Sirius smashed the glass cabinet next to him with one punch, then he grabbed Kreacher's neck and roared like an angry beast: "You just stand there and watch? Why don't you save him? You can obviously bring him back!"

Lupin quickly stepped forward, trying to pull him away, "Calm down Padfoot, and listen to him."

But Sirius's hand was like a branding iron and he couldn't pry it open.

"Kreacher can't... Master Regulus ordered Kreacher not to move... he ordered Kreacher not to move..."

The elf cried inconsolably, and even though Sirius grabbed his neck, he still beat his head hard with his fists.

"Kreacher is useless. Kreacher cannot destroy the box and fails to carry out the Master's orders!"

…

(End of this chapter)