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"
Kreacher
saw
him
!
"
gasped
the
elf
as
tears
poured
over
his
snout
and
into
his
mouth
full
of
graying
teeth
.
"
Kreacher
saw
him
coming
out
of
Kreacher
's
cupboard
with
his
hands
full
of
Kreacher
's
treasures
.
Kreacher
told
the
sneak
thief
to
stop
,
but
Mundungus
Fletcher
laughed
and
r-ran
...
"
"
You
called
the
locket
'
Master
Regulus
's
,
'
"
said
Harry
.
"
Why
?
Where
did
it
come
from
?
What
did
Regulus
have
to
do
with
it
?
Kreacher
,
sit
up
and
tell
me
everything
you
know
about
that
locket
,
and
everything
Regulus
had
to
do
with
it
!
"
The
elf
sat
up
,
curled
into
a
ball
,
placed
his
wet
face
between
his
knees
,
and
began
to
rock
backward
and
forward
.
When
he
spoke
,
his
voice
was
muffled
but
quite
distinct
in
the
silent
,
echoing
kitchen
.
"
Master
Sirius
ran
away
,
good
riddance
,
for
he
was
a
bad
boy
and
broke
my
Mistress
's
heart
with
his
lawless
ways
.
But
Master
Regulus
had
proper
pride
;
he
knew
what
was
due
to
the
name
of
Black
and
the
dignity
of
his
pure
blood
.
For
years
he
talked
of
the
Dark
Lord
,
who
was
going
to
bring
the
wizards
out
of
hiding
to
rule
the
Muggles
and
the
Muggle-borns
...
and
when
he
was
sixteen
years
old
,
Master
Regulus
joined
the
Dark
Lord
.
So
proud
,
so
proud
,
so
happy
to
serve
...
"
And
one
day
,
a
year
after
he
had
joined
,
Master
Regulus
came
down
to
the
kitchen
to
see
Kreacher
.
Master
Regulus
always
liked
Kreacher
.
And
Master
Regulus
said
...
he
said
...
The
old
elf
rocked
faster
than
ever
.
"
...
he
said
that
the
Dark
Lord
required
an
elf
.
"
"
Voldemort
needed
an
elf
?
"
Harry
repeated
,
looking
around
at
Ron
and
Hermione
,
who
looked
just
as
puzzled
as
he
did
.
"
Oh
yes
,
"
moaned
Kreacher
.
"
And
Master
Regulus
had
volunteered
Kreacher
.
It
was
an
honor
,
said
Master
Regulus
,
an
honor
for
him
and
for
Kreacher
,
who
must
be
sure
to
do
whatever
the
Dark
Lord
ordered
him
to
do
...
and
then
to
c-come
home
.
"
