[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-hp-i-am-sherlock-holmes":3,"chapter-hp-i-am-sherlock-holmes-hp-i-am-sherlock-holmes-chapter-452":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","HP: I AM SHERLOCK HOLMES",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1879942,2495,"Chapter 452: 0452 Kreacher","hp-i-am-sherlock-holmes-chapter-452",452,"\u003Cp>From the moment Severus Snape came to find Dumbledore, his stance never wavered again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even after Lily was killed by Voldemort, Snape, who had been immersed in grief, rallied once more because of something Dumbledore said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That sentence was. \"Your mission is not yet complete. She left behind her son Harry, whom she protected with her life. His eyes are exactly like Lily's.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Snape confirmed this with his own eyes, he began to protect Harry—the person Lily had given her life to save.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Until today.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From this perspective, Snape's love for Lily was genuine.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, it was also an undeniable fact that Snape had initially told Voldemort about the prophecy, which led to James and Lily's deaths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So whether Harry chose to forgive Snape or not, whether he stood on the scale of reason or the waves of emotion, it was perfectly normal for such conflicts to exist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for his attitude toward Peter Pettigrew, that was much simpler.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry couldn't understand why such a person had been sorted into Gryffindor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From what was currently known, he had never shown even a trace of courage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was like a piece of rotten wood hollowed out by the darkness Voldemort brought, a complete and utter traitor who had no right to be mentioned in the same breath as Snape. He deserved to have his soul devoured.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For such a person, Harry had no sympathy at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Traitors are often more despised than the enemy themselves—there's nothing to debate about that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That's right, it was Peter!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even though it had been a long time since these events occurred, when Harry mentioned this name, Sirius still clenched his fists, his eyes burning with fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Now that I think about it, the McKinnons' deaths must have been related to him!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had already started providing information to Voldemort back then!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dumbledore always suspected someone close to James was feeding information to Voldemort, but we never imagined it could be him!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Poor Lily even thought he was feeling down at the time and tried to comfort him, that bastard!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, he looked exactly like Hagrid.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Sirius himself had been wrongly accused by the entire wizarding world, Hagrid had spoken of Sirius in the same tone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You know what I did? I comforted that murdering traitor!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The tables had truly turned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's all in the past.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry patted Sirius on the shoulder. He now knew how to comfort others in such situations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Peter got what he deserved. We've already avenged them.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yes... it's all in the past.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sirius let out a long breath, his gaze falling on Harry's face with a mixture of confusion and tenderness, as if his old friend had returned to his side. \"Harry, you really look exactly like your father...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Except for the eyes. My eyes are like my mother's,\" Harry added himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sherlock and Sirius both laughed when they heard this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The room was suddenly filled with a cheerful atmosphere.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Besides this letter and photograph, Sherlock had another suggestion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He proposed that Sirius transfer command authority over the Black family house-elf Kreacher to Harry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For Sirius, this was incredibly easy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Kreacher doesn't want to, Kreacher doesn't want to, Kreacher doesn't want to!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, when Sirius announced this decision, Kreacher stamped his long, wrinkled feet and pulled at his large ears, shrieking loudly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Kreacher belongs to the nasty Master, Kreacher belongs to Miss Bellatrix, Kreacher belongs to Miss Narcissa!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He suddenly stopped screaming, and a gleam of fanaticism flashed in his cloudy eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, yes! Kreacher belongs to someone from the House of Black!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kreacher doesn't want to belong to that Potter boy!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kreacher doesn't want to, doesn't want to, doesn't want to—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Interesting.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sherlock raised his voice slightly, drowning out Kreacher's incessant shouts of \"doesn't want to, doesn't want to, doesn't want to.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He looked Kreacher up and down with interest. \"It seems he's not too willing to belong to Harry.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry watched Kreacher's desperate resistance and couldn't help but hesitate. He scratched his head and muttered quietly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Maybe we should just forget about it? Actually, I don't really want him either...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hmph, that's not up to it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sirius's eyes became sharp in an instant. He stared at Kreacher and said word by word.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Kreacher, from now on, you must unconditionally obey all of Harry Potter's commands without defiance.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As soon as these words left his mouth, Kreacher's screaming came to an abrupt halt, as if an invisible hand had gripped his throat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His body froze in place, eyes wide open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A few seconds later, he suddenly turned and bowed deeply to Harry, his voice hoarse like a rusty door hinge.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Master, loyal Kreacher obeys your commands.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry looked at Kreacher like this and couldn't help but internally complain—that was a rather quick attitude change...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But before he could process this transformation, Kreacher straightened up, his face returning to that spiteful expression as he muttered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Although Kreacher is very unwilling to obey the Potter boy, Kreacher serves the noble House of Black for life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The young master returned from Azkaban and started ordering Kreacher around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I heard he's even a murderer, but Kreacher still has to hold his nose and obey his commands...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry: \"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He took back his previous thought—Kreacher was still the same; there was no attitude change at all!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Kreacher, Harry is my godson. He is also part of the Black family!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sirius frowned upon hearing this and raised his voice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Kreacher understands. I will be as loyal to Master Potter as I am to the ungrateful Master who isn't even fit to polish the Mistress's shoes.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kreacher said with his head hanging down.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry: (ー_ー)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, Harry really wanted to wave his hand and refuse to accept this duplicitous house-elf.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he knew in his heart that if Sherlock had arranged this, there must be a reason, so he gritted his teeth and accepted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The magical binding on house-elves was like the most solid contract, determining that they must unconditionally obey their master's orders.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sirius, as the last heir of the Black family, was Kreacher's legal master and had absolute command authority over him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, when he spoke those words, no matter how much Kreacher resisted internally, the ancient magic would force him to comply.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry tried giving Kreacher a small command—to fetch a piece of bread from the kitchen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The result was interesting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kreacher muttered \"the Potter boy just knows how to boss Kreacher around\" but immediately turned and rushed to the kitchen, quickly returning with a slice of whole wheat bread on a silver platter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His mouth said no, but his body was honest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This proved the contract had been established.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unless Sirius personally spoke to revoke this command-granting command, Kreacher would forever have to obey Harry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, Sirius would definitely not do that.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, with Sirius paying no heed to Kreacher's feelings, Harry essentially became the master of the house-elf Kreacher.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That's a great idea. Why didn't I think of it before?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sirius watched this scene and clapped his hands with satisfaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He pondered briefly, a glint of cunning flashing in his eyes, and said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Since it's already like this, why not leave them to you as well?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Them?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry showed a confused expression, his brow slightly furrowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sherlock laughed. A teachable child!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sirius looked at Harry's puzzled expression and explained with a smile.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Black family tradition is that the house at Grimmauld Place is passed down through generations to the next male bearing the Black name.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It has certain spells cast on it to ensure no one of impure blood can possess it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused, his tone taking on a hint of mockery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm already the last heir of the Black family. If something were to happen to me...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hey, don't say that!\" Harry immediately interrupted him, his face full of objection.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Harry, I'm just giving an example. Don't get so worked up!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sirius patted his shoulder and continued.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If something were to happen to me and I hadn't made a will, then ownership of this house including Kreacher would go to the oldest surviving member of the Black family.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That would be my cousin, Bellatrix Lestrange.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The one Kreacher just mentioned?\" Sherlock interjected.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That's right, her.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sirius's face instantly filled with disgust, as if mentioning this name dirtied his mouth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Although I don't like this house that imprisoned me for so long either, I'd rather not leave this house and Kreacher to her—even though she's still in Azkaban.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, I've decided to give it all to you now, Harry.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under Sirius's gaze, Harry was completely stunned. He could see Sirius wasn't joking—he was serious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Huh?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After being dazed for a few seconds, he still couldn't process it and made the same confused sound again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Huh?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Huh what? This matter doesn't need discussion. Just listen to my arrangement.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"But I think...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I don't want your thoughts, I want mine.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sirius domineeringly stopped Harry from expressing further opinions and went full autocrat mode.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry: \"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Since Grimmauld Place Number 12 had ancient magic cast on it, it couldn't be directly transferred to Harry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this didn't stump Sirius. He immediately made a will on the spot. after his death, all his property would be inherited by Harry Potter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As for Bellatrix and Narcissa?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sorry, go play elsewhere!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just like that, Harry, who already had considerable savings in Gringotts, gained another large sum of galleons in his account.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry was somewhat helpless about this. \"There's really no need for this...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, Sirius was unusually stubborn about this matter.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Just listen to me, Harry. I don't care what you think—you have to listen to me on this.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the end, Harry could only helplessly accept reality.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Sherlock and Harry were alone together, he keenly noticed his good mate had something on his mind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was obvious to him—Harry's fingers kept unconsciously rubbing his sleeve cuff, his gaze unfocused.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing Sherlock, Harry had nothing to hide and immediately said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"In Professor Trelawney's first Divination class, Ron and I read each other's tea leaves. He said I would come into unexpected wealth...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ha!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sherlock couldn't help but laugh, raising an eyebrow. \"My dear Harry, are you saying you're starting to believe in divination now?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No, not really...\" Harry shook his head, his cheeks slightly flushed. \"I just happened to remember it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Old chap, although this is the wizarding world, you don't need to take that prediction too seriously.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sherlock's tone became serious. He looked into Harry's green eyes and said slowly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Simply put, if Snape hadn't told Voldemort about that prophecy, then Voldemort wouldn't have known about it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not knowing about the prophecy, it wouldn't have come true and would have had no meaning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In other words, the more he tried to prevent the prophecy from coming true, the more he pushed it toward becoming reality.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He paused and continued analyzing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He insisted on following Professor Trelawney's prophecy to search for boys born at the end of July, and he chose you between you and Neville.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In other words, he personally chose his own enemy.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sherlock looked at Harry and said slowly, \"If you had never heard this prophecy, would your attitude toward Voldemort change?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry lowered his head, falling into deep thought.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He thought of his parents' tombstone, of Sirius's twelve years in Azkaban, of Hagrid being wrongly accused, of Myrtle's cold body...\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Finally, he raised his head, shaking it firmly with determined eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No. He's a terrible villain. I'm irreconcilably opposed to him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sherlock smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A simple, straightforward worldview—this was Harry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So, you see, a prophecy is just a prophecy. It doesn't dictate what you must do.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You have the right to choose your own path, the right to ignore that prophecy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, Voldemort is obsessed with it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sherlock's tone carried a hint of mockery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'd bet you a Galleon that once he returns as the second prophecy says, he'll definitely continue hunting you.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Voldemort choosing you over Neville was a coincidence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the series of actions after choosing you became inevitable.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sherlock looked at Harry, his gray eyes particularly bright. \"Harry, you don't want to be killed by someone like Voldemort, do you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, Harry finally understood what Sherlock meant.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inevitability is the inevitability within coincidence; coincidence is the coincidence within inevitability.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Either he or Voldemort would ultimately kill the other, which precisely led to that prophecy's outcome.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In other words, being dragged into an arena to face a fight to the death was different from walking in with your head held high.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, from a results standpoint, there wasn't much difference between the two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, both Sherlock and Harry knew there was a fundamental difference.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Harry felt relieved.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As long as I'm with Sherlock, I'm not afraid of anything!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having finished this heavy topic, Harry breathed a sigh of relief and turned to ask about another matter that interested him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Sherlock, why did you want Kreacher to obey my commands?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>You can read more than 40 chapters on:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>patreon.com\u002FMikeyMuse\u003C\u002Fp>",2167,"2026-06-10T06:27:24.274Z",1,"novelbin.me","f3f421b4d19e00ad6ee16cbd8dbab3393192cbb65408312470749ead730dbee5","hp-i-am-sherlock-holmes-chapter-453","hp-i-am-sherlock-holmes-chapter-451",637,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fhp-i-am-sherlock-holmes-cover.jpg"]