Why Don't You Bleed Yourself?!

"Kreacher c-can lead the way! Kreacher can take you there!" The old House-elf scrambled up, but he had been crying so bitterly that he could not stop sobbing for a while.

Before Allen could answer, Sirius Black wiped at his face haphazardly with his hand. He stood up and refused coldly, his voice still a little choked. "We don't need you to lead the way. Hand over your memory, and we can go ourselves."

Hermione, who had thought Sirius had just been persuaded, could not understand. "Why not take Kreacher with us? He knows that place better."

"Even if you're right..." Sirius shook his head firmly. "What's done is done. I can't trust him. This thing is mad now. If he tries anything during the transfer, we're dead!"

"Kreacher won't! Kreacher knows exactly what he is doing. Kreacher would never hurt you!" Kreacher glared at Sirius with hatred, then turned and bowed low to Allen. Facing Allen, he threw himself onto his robes and pleaded, "Master Allen Harris, please take Kreacher with you. Kreacher wants to welcome Master Regulus back himself!"

The room was filled with a stifling silence for a moment. Sirius gave an annoyed cold snort, and Kreacher's small, thin body trembled where he stood in the room. "Kreacher can do anything. Please, Master Allen Harris, take Kreacher there."

"There are a lot of water features in that cave, and they aren't natural. Those crystals will cause interference. Kreacher, if you make a short-distance transfer inside, or go from inside to outside, there shouldn't be much of a problem and it should still be safe. But if you want to transfer from outside to inside, once interference causes an error, you're very likely to be sent into the mountain..." Allen spread his hands. "You-Know-Who did underestimate House-elves. He