Hogwarts' Niffler: All I Need Is Galleons

"Sirius has already spoken to Molly, so Harry, let's go." Hoare ignored Ron's exclamation.

He picked up Harry's textbooks and led the two of them home.

Harry still clutched the photo album tightly.

At The Burrow, Molly gave poor, abandoned little Harry a very tight hug to comfort him.

Harry's luggage was already in the living room at The Burrow, brought by Kreacher.

After delivering it, Kreacher kept staring at Hoare with a pitiful look, reluctant to leave.

Molly looked at the strange house-elf with confusion. "Hoare, what did you do to him?" Could it be that he swindled the house-elf out of money?

That was the only reason Molly could think of.

"Mom, maybe it's because I'm kind," Hoare said with an innocent smile.

Kreacher was particularly attentive to Hoare during the summer, even more so than to Sirius, the rightful Black heir.

But Hoare understood that Kreacher's attentiveness was all for his little master, Regulus.

Thinking of Regulus gave Hoare a headache.

He needed to find a way to get the Inferi version of Regulus into the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets.

The array there was the source of everything.

Perhaps he could swap the Inferi version of Regulus with the real one.