Harry Potter's Bastard

"Suo...... Solim?!" Harry looked like hell.

"Why are you here?"

"That was arranged by Dumbledore, of course. Solim found a random place to sit in the living room, it looked like a mess, and it was clear that the house-elf was lazy.

"What did Professor Dumbledore tell you to come over?" Ron looked suspicious, as if Solim was a thief who had come in through a window.

"Can you tell us about your situation?" Solim ignored Ron, instead looking at Harry, as he always did.

"What's the situation?" said Harry, "I've already said it all in the Headmaster's office, and you're there. "

"It's not this, I'm talking about—" Solim glanced at Sirius, who was sitting next to Harry, "—the moment you left Hogwarts with your portkey. "

Solim spoke vaguely, but he believed Harry understood what he meant. Harry's face turned ugly, and he remembered his strong desire to attack Dumbledore, and the feeling almost overwhelmed his sanity.

"What's going on?" Sirius sat next to Harry, who also noticed that Harry's face was wrong.

"I didn't ...... It's nothing. Harry was a little annoyed that Solim was talking about this kind of thing here, what would people think of him if they knew what was going on with him, would they think he was a monster?

"Don't be stupid. "As you left, the headmaster and I could see clearly that in that moment — something bad had happened to you. "

A group of people looked between Solim and Harry, and they couldn't understand what Solim was saying.

"Is there a separate room? I think Harry might want to talk alone. Solim looked at Sirius beside Harry.

"Alright, you guys come with me. He stood up, ready to take Harry and Solim to find an undisturbed place.

"Hey, what about us?" called Fred.

"What can't we discuss?" Ginny looked at Harry.

Seeing George elbow Fred, Solim smiled and said, "Don't think about it you two, if Harry tells you, you'll know." Eavesdropping is unlikely to succeed. "

Fred and George slumped in face. Ron looked at Harry and Solim's background without saying a word, not knowing what he was thinking.

In the stairwell, Solim and the others met Kreacher, who was barely naked except for a dirty rag around his waist. He looked very old, his skin seemed to be several times more than his body actually needed, and although his head was bare like all house-elves, there was a large pile of white hair growing from those two large bat-like ears. His eyes were bloodshot, watery and gray, and his fleshy nose was large, almost like a pig's nose.

This was the third time Solim had taken a closer look at a house-elf, the first two being Zim and Lara in his house. Kreacher has terrible senses and doesn't have the vitality that a normal house-elf should have.

As if he couldn't see them, he hunched his back and dragged his feet, slowly, step by step, towards Fang Wen, whispering in a hoarse, low voice like a bullfrog.

"It smells like gutter and criminals. The nasty loser led those little cubs to spoil my mistress's house. Oh, my poor mistress, what would she say to old Kreacher if she knew underground, if she knew what kind of scum they had brought into her house. Oh, what a shame, mudbloods, werewolves, liars, thieves, poor old Kreacher, what can he do. "

"Shut up, Kreacher!" Sirius looked at the elf in his lap with disgust, and then explained to Solim, "He's a house-elf left behind by my dear mother, and he's old and has some unclear minds. "

"Kreacher didn't see the young master just now. He said, turning and bowing to Sirius. His face was still facing the carpet, and he said in a voice that was perfectly audible to others: "What will my poor mistress think, her only son, who has brought another inconsistencuous man, and old Kreacher does not know who he is......"

"My surname is Selwyn. Solim looked down at Kreacher, "I'm not one of those who don't care. "

Kreacher seemed frightened, and he looked up and glared at Solim. Then he bowed respectfully, "May the great Cadmus bless you, honorable young master." "

Solim looked at Kreacher with some surprise, but he didn't expect that this old house-elf who was about to die was still a man who had seen the world. The average house-elf only knows about the family they serve—the members of the family and the history of the family—but Kreacher is able to know something about Selwyn, and he can even say things like "May the great Cadmus bless you".

"Go away! Kreacher!" Sirius was clearly tired of dealing with Kreacher, "you are not needed here!"

Kreacher stared at Sirius, as if something was brewing.

"Hey!" Solim hurriedly said, "Be precise!" if he runs out of this house, you're in trouble!"

Sirius also reacted, "You go to the kitchen and stay honestly, you are not allowed to leave here, this is an order!"

"Kreacher has worked for the noble Black family all his life—" Kreacher bowed to Sirius and walked away swearing.

"The young master is a nasty, ungrateful, obscene billet who broke his mother's heart......"

"My mother has no heart!" Sirius yelled at the elf who disappeared around the corner.

"Damn," Sirius said, turning and leading them up, muttering, "If it weren't for Dumbledore's disapproval, I would have kicked that crazy guy out long ago." "

"Oh, I guess Dumbledore was right about this. Solim followed, "If Kreacher does run out, you're in big trouble." "

"How?" Sirius pushed open the heavy wooden door, which Solim couldn't tell was made of wood due to the black dirt everywhere.

"Kreacher is an elf, I don't think you usually shy away from him in meetings, right?" Solim followed Sirius into the room, and Harry behind him didn't say a word.

"Where do you think Kreacher would go if he did leave here?" said Solim as he looked at the large tapestry on the wall, which was the family tree of the Black family.

"I don't care where he's going!" Sirius' grimace grimaced, "as long as you don't bother us." "

"You didn't give him clothes, so he's still a 'slave', and such an elf needs a master. Solim said as he squinted at the tapestry on the wall.

"The Black family's generation is left on the family tree except you—I mean, the ones who are still on the family tree, and Andomeda is not counted as being removed like this," Solim pointed to a black hole in the tapestry, which was Tonks' mother.

"He's only going to go to your two sisters, Bellatrix is still in Azkaban, he's going to have to go to Draco's mother, and you know what's going on at Malfoy Manor. Do you think Kreacher's elf who ran away from Black's mansion would be of interest to the Death Eaters?"