Sirius finally stopped ravaging Regulus' pitiful remaining black hair. Due to the immunity of undead creatures, he had no choice but to take out his magic wand and turn it into a whip, trapping Regulus tightly. He flipped off his body and fell on the ground, as if all his strength had been sucked out.
"Sirius, do you want me to help you remove Regulus' current state and let him return to his original state before bringing him back?" Allen, who had walked over, asked tactfully if he wanted to turn him back into an immobile corpse.
"No! I have to bring him home and let the old witch see what her education has done to Regulus! "Sirius supported himself with both hands on the ground and sat up.
Allen did not expose Sirius' words. He seemed to want to blame his mother, but in fact, he wanted to let her see Regulus one last time before burying him. After Regulus disappeared, he and Sirius' mother, Mrs. Wolbuga Blake, were "crazy with grief" because of this.
"Allen, what about the other Yin Corpses?" Hermione's gaze swept over the Muggle Yin Corpses, and her eyes revealed pity. Regulus could be brought back by Sirius for a proper burial, but these Muggle's relatives would never be able to come here to take them back.
"We have to let them stay here for now, or else the arrangements here will be useless …" Allen muttered to himself for a moment, and began to let Lynch command the Yin Corpses to return to the lake. "After this is over, I will try my best to send them back to their relatives one by one using divination … For those who can't be sent home, we will hold a dignified mass funeral …"
Klitscher's two large ears drooped down. If the mistress saw her favorite son become a Yin Corpse, who knew what kind of fuss she would make. It was a pity that old Klitscher could no longer be by her side and could not return to the Blake family. Klitscher, who was sad in his heart, could not help but curse Sirius. If it were not for this wastrel's incompetence, he would not have become someone's little elf.
Allen's gaze swept over the little elf at home. "Klitscher, I order you and Sirius to bring Regulus together. After you finish his funeral, come back to me."
Sirius instinctively wanted to refuse. "No need, Allen, Klitscher is already …"
"Sirius, I suggest you take Klitscher with you. Now that Regulus is in such a situation, it's not easy for you to control him alone. " Allen raised his hand to interrupt Sirius' next words. He then raised his hand to point at Klitscher, whose shriveled chest was heaving up and down as he was about to curse. After stopping him, he continued, "You already know Regulus' feelings for Klitscher. I'm sure your brother will be willing to see you do this. He will hope that Klitscher can attend his funeral. Regardless of the relationship between you and Klitscher, after all, Klitscher has served the Blake family loyally for so many years and has taken care of Regulus for so many years. Klitscher deserves to be present at Regulus' funeral and burial."
With Sirius' stubborn temper, it would be difficult for him to change his mind if he did not give a sufficient reason. Therefore, Allen patiently persuaded him. Sirius' expression was still not good, but he did not say anything about Klitscher and him going back to bury Regulus. He turned around and prepared to help his brother up.
"Klitscher thanks you, Master." Klitscher bowed deeply to Allen. Unlike his previous perfunctory gestures, this time it was much more sincere.
Hermione's voice was full of praise. "If those families with house elves could be as reasonable as Allen, their lives would be much better."
Hermione's voice paused. She suddenly felt an ice-cold egg-sized object being stuffed into her hand by Allen. She lowered her head and saw that it was Slythrin's real locket. It was a gorgeous S, inlaid with many small emeralds. Under the faint illumination of the wand, it shone with a dim light.
"Hermione, give this locket to Klitscher. As the owner, I can't give it to him personally, "Allen explained to Hermione softly.
Hermione also gave Allen a gentle smile and nodded knowingly. If Allen personally gave the locket to Klitscher, the owner would personally hand him a piece of clothing, which meant that he was set free. However, to a traditional house elf like Klitscher, it was a disgrace to be banished from the home by the owner, although the locket was not strictly a piece of clothing.
"Klitscher, Allen wants me to give this to you." Hermione squatted down and stuffed the locket into Klitscher's hand. "This is the real Slytherin locket. Mr. Regulus Blake sacrificed his life in exchange. I believe he will be willing to give it to you to thank you … for completing the task he gave you …"
"This … can't!" Klitscher screamed incoherently and bowed low to Allen again. "Master, this locket is a relic of the great wizard Salazar Slytherin himself. It's too precious. Klitscher is just a house elf. He doesn't deserve such a precious thing!"
"This is an order, Klitscher. I just want you to keep it forever." Allen spread out his hands indifferently. "Keep it in the cupboard in your room. Don't hide it anywhere. My Maggie will teach you some of the rules of my family."
Klitscher tilted his head and met Allen's gentle gaze. The elf's eyes became wet again. He felt that the way his new master looked at him was somewhat similar to the way Young Master Regulus looked at him. He finally took the locket that Hermione handed to him again. He made up his mind to wipe the place that had been touched by the mud seed when he went back. After hanging the locket around his neck, Klitscher hesitated for a moment. He then awkwardly twitched at Hermione's back and tried to give her a half-bow.
"You shouldn't spoil your house elf like this …" Sirius felt that Allen was being too nice to this house elf. Seeing Klitscher bow to Allen and even change his attitude towards Hermione, Sirius felt a little jealous. He thought of the house elf named Maggie that he had seen before. He turned to Klitscher and said, "Looks like you'll have a good life after you go there. You'll even have your own room and furniture."
A moment later, Allen opened a Portal Between Worlds for Sirius outside the cave and let them go through.
Following a series of loud metal clanging sounds from the other side of the Portal Between Worlds, the door of Blake's old house opened. On the other side of the portal, Allen and Hermione were finally able to return home after witnessing the birth of Regulus after so many years.
"Why don't you stay for a night?" Sirius turned back and invited. Klitscher stood beside him, his thin body leaning against the door frame. His eyes lingered on Allen's face. Behind him, Regulus was tightly bound by the belt that Sirius's wand had turned into. He kept twisting his body, his face contorted as he tried to break free from the restraint of the belt.
"There's no need, Sirius. Hermione and I still have to repair the entrance before we leave. Besides, you have a lot of work to do, so we won't disturb you." Allen shook his head and let him pass. "Just remember to keep it a secret. Don't let it slip."
"I owe you a favor … Including the previous ones, I owe you quite a few … You can tell me anytime if you need anything." Sirius nodded and didn't insist. He felt that he had received so many favors, and he didn't think that a house elf could repay him. He thought that Allen was just using this as an excuse to help him and his brother.
After saying goodbye again and waiting for Sirius to enter the house, Allen deactivated the Portal Between Worlds. He turned around and returned to the entrance of the cave with Hermione. Several tall Death Knights were dutifully guarding the entrance of the cave.
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