Because he still needed Kreacher to tell the secret, didn't he? How could he let Sirius Black beat him senseless now?
"Ah..." Kreacher shrieked, clutching his head in his hands.
But Sirius Black's foot never came down.
He moved his hands away a little and saw the furious Sirius Black, as well as the little thief who was stopping him.
"We still need to ask him something important. Don't break him."
Black glanced over Kreacher's scrawny arms and legs.
This fellow was already so old. If Sirius Black really kept beating him like this in hatred...
Whether Kreacher could withstand it was honestly hard to say.
Black said to Kreacher, "Your name is Kreacher, right? Get up. I have a few things to ask you."
But Kreacher chose to ignore Black.
Because as far as he was concerned, the moment Black had entered, he had fixed his eyes tightly on that Locket.
Without a doubt, this was a greedy thief!
"Kreacher is a good House-elf who keeps himself clean. Kreacher will not pay attention to such a shameless thief."
Kreacher once again loudly spoke his inner thoughts in a bullfrog-like voice.
Sirius Black erupted again, but Black waved his hand and stopped him.
Black slowly crouched down in front of Kreacher and said softly:
"Open your eyes and look at me, Kreacher... Since you feared the Dark Lord back then, then... do you not fear me?"
"Ah!"
Kreacher only raised his head and glanced at Black before he screamed and curled up completely.
Kreacher seemed to possess the ability to see through whether a wizard was pure-blooded or Muggle-born.
Therefore, his perception and intuition were actually very good.
So, when Black fully released his aura, Kreacher once again sensed from Black almost the same presence as the Dark Lord who