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And
so
they
had
set
off
.
Harry
could
visualize
them
quite
clearly
,
the
frightened
old
elf
and
the
thin
,
dark
Seeker
who
had
so
resembled
Sirius
...
Kreacher
knew
how
to
open
the
concealed
entrance
to
the
underground
cavern
,
knew
how
to
raise
the
tiny
boat
;
this
time
it
was
his
beloved
Regulus
who
sailed
with
him
to
the
island
with
its
basin
of
poison
...
"
And
he
made
you
drink
the
potion
?
"
said
Harry
,
disgusted
.
But
Kreacher
shook
his
head
and
wept
.
Hermione
's
hands
leapt
to
her
mouth
:
She
seemed
to
have
understood
something
.
"
M-Master
Regulus
took
from
his
pocket
a
locket
like
the
one
the
Dark
Lord
had
,
"
said
Kreacher
,
tears
pouring
down
either
side
of
his
snoutlike
nose
.
"
And
he
told
Kreacher
to
take
it
and
,
when
the
basin
was
empty
,
to
switch
the
lockets
...
"
Kreacher
's
sobs
came
in
great
rasps
now
;
Harry
had
to
concentrate
hard
to
understand
him
.
"
And
he
ordered
--
Kreacher
to
leave
--
without
him
.
And
he
told
Kreacher
--
to
go
home
--
and
never
to
tell
my
Mistress
--
what
he
had
done
--
but
to
destroy
--
the
first
locket
.
And
he
drank
--
all
the
potion
--
and
Kreacher
swapped
the
lockets
--
and
watched
...
as
Master
Regulus
...
was
dragged
beneath
the
water
...
and
...
"
"
Oh
,
Kreacher
!
"
wailed
Hermione
,
who
was
crying
.
She
dropped
to
her
knees
beside
the
elf
and
tried
to
hug
him
.
At
once
he
was
on
his
feet
,
cringing
away
from
her
,
quite
obviously
repulsed
.
"
The
Mudblood
touched
Kreacher
,
he
will
not
allow
it
,
what
would
his
Mistress
say
?
"
"
I
told
you
not
to
call
her
'
Mudblood
'
!
"
snarled
Harry
,
but
the
elf
was
already
punishing
himself
:
He
fell
to
the
ground
and
banged
his
forehead
on
the
floor
.
