Hogwarts Melon Eater

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Sirius first enters the door, 12 Grimmauld Place, this is his home, but since he ran away from home in 1976, it has become a house with memories that can not be called home.

Sirius was surrounded by a smell of dust and rotting wood. He looked at the darkened hall in front of him, and extended the hand fanned in front of him, trying to disperse the dust to make himself see more clearly. The last time he came here was When?

Come back to attend the funeral of younger brother Regulus or father Orion in 1979? Sirius sighed, Black is a very problematic surname. It is always linked to black. The coffin is black, the suit is black, the cloak is black, the home is black, and some people’s hearts are also black.

“It seems that this place has been unoccupied for some time,” Lupin followed behind Sirius and entered the house. He touched the tattered wallpaper, covered with dust on his hands, and then calmly wiped the dust off Sirius’ clothes.

Sirius fumbled to a dilapidated wooden table by the door, picked up the snake-shaped candlestick on it, and lit it with magic. You can see that there are several unopened letters from 1979 on the table, and a Dirty ashtray full of cigarette butts.

“Is there electricity here?” Lupin saw a row of old magic light bulbs on the wall by the light of the candle in Sirius’ hand.

“If our neighbors next door didn’t move, they haven’t noticed their unreasonable extra expenses in the past few years-so lucky, there should be electricity here,” Sirius found the switch on the wall, and it was hidden in a piece. Under half of the wallpaper, “pa,” the weird light illuminates the weird corridor.

Lupin was finally able to know what was on his feet, two dead mice, three cockroach corpses, and an umbrella stand made of Troll’s left leg. For some reason, Lupin could clearly see the incision of Troll’s broken leg. Flesh tissue, “Damn it, isn’t it true?”

Sirius waved his hand, “What’s that, and later you will see the house elf head display wall, and the Centaur specimens that don’t know what to use—”

“Welcome to the dark house of Black.”

Lupin shook his head and kicked away the dead mouse at his feet, “Does your house have a house elf? Kreacher? Its head is also hung on the display wall?” Although Lupin has stayed in many harsh environments, it is better than Shrieking Shack Worse housing is really uncommon.

“Who knows,” Sirius passed a few long velvet curtains full of bug eyes, without paying too much attention. “It’s like I don’t know why they hang curtains where there are no windows,” he went to the hallway. At the end, a more broken wooden door was opened.

“Squeaky,” Sirius frowned, without imagining the dust on his face, looking down the stone ladder, here is the basement of the house, all around is the rough stone wall.

This was once the kitchen and dinning hall used by Black’s house. The huge fireplace, the dusty redwood dinning table, the scattered tables and chairs, and everything destroyed by mice or other animals-now It was more like the cave where the old Troll lived alone. The heavy iron pot and iron basin hung from the top of the stone, and at first glance, he thought it was an evil instrument of torture.

“Kreacher?” Sirius yelled twice. He remembered Kreacher living here, living in the sink under the cupboard.

When Regulus was a child, he even named Kreacher’s “room”, “the secret cave under the waterfall”, because the sink is always leaking-of course it was done by young Sirius half the time, he liked it I studied the working mechanism of the muggle sink, and wanted to see if there was an old wizard hidden in it, specifically for his house.

“It’s not here, it may have escaped,” dinning hall did not respond. The absolute silence made Sirius suddenly feel a little uncomfortable. In the past, this house had father and mother, Regunas, and Kreacher, even though they It’s very annoying. Chirp chirp twitter twitter uses satire as a daily chatting day, and can’t hold a good word for a long time, but now it’s passed away, it still makes people feel a little lonely.

“Who can stand this house after all?”

Sirius has already missed the life at Anna’s house, the cleanliness there, the warmth when everyone sits after dinner and watching TV…Lina will definitely go crazy seeing the mess here, she I like to take care of everything in order…

“Sirius…” Lupin tried to comfort Sirius, and when he was about to approach, he suddenly stepped on something on the carpet,’Merlin, please don’t be a dead mouse’, he prayed in his heart, and luck did favor him— —Lupin stepped on a soft bread. He looked up and found the broken plate not far away.

He picked up the bread and thought it was ridiculous. What brand of bread it was, and it showed no signs of decay after so many years, or… Lupin’s eyes widened, “There are other people here!” [19459002 ]

“The Young Master who was swept out of Black’s house is back!” A sharp voice sounded from Sirius’ knee position, scared him shivered back a few steps, and almost sat down on the ground.

“Kreacher?!” Sirius was a little pleased. He didn’t pay attention to what Kreacher said. He looked at the house elf that suddenly appeared in front of him. Its dress was a bit sexy, similar to the one used by men in tropical countries to cover their bodies. The waist cloth is all the fabric on the body.

Lupin was surprised by the sexy outfit of house elf. He happened to squat on the ground and picked up the bread. Unfortunately, he directly stared at Kreacher. Those big, bloodshot gray eyes stared at Lupin unblinkingly. ” Uh…” Lupin stepped back.

The white hairs emerging from Kreacher’s bat-like ears, as well as its wrinkled skin, and exposed clothing make Lupin feel uncomfortable.

Kreacher moved towards Lupin step by step and approached, “Young Master’s accomplice? You rescued him from Azkaban? Wait, I saw you…” Kreacher stared at Lupin for a while, and it did see Lupin. But that was when Sirius was still in school many years ago.

“Mr. Remus. Lupin…,” it added the sir stiffly. Perhaps it thought that the person who fished the Black Eldest Young Master from Azkaban should be respected, “sir, I don’t recommend that you continue to retreat.” [ 19459002]

“What?” Lupin felt that he had tripped something before he could react. “Boom,” a loud noise echoed in the corridor, Lupin and Troll’s left-leg umbrella stand fell to the ground at the same time, God! Lupin was roaring inside because he felt like he was sitting on a dead mouse.

But soon this shock was overwhelmed by greater shock, and a burst of uncomfortable barbell-like laughter came from behind the velvet curtains hanging on the wall—”chi chi …” curtains I opened it myself.

A daoist-sized portrait is hung on the wall. On it is an Old Lady wearing a black wizard hat. With that crazy smile, improperly maintained skin, and long black hair, Sirius knows who it is. Walburga Black, can no longer be familiar with, the most unreasonable woman in the world, and her own mother at the same time.

But even if she was unreasonable, Sirius was still a little sad when Azkaban learned of her death. Sirius could recall the voice of Walburga sitting on the bedside reading “Toadstool Tales” for himself when he was a child, and The oily smell of her hair was so fragrant and greasy.

Sirius didn’t speak, he didn’t know what to say, he just looked at Ms. Walburga blankly, her crazy smile and cough seemed to get her lungs out.

“Dirty and sinful unfilial son! You finally came back here—” Walburga finally laughed enough, and she lengthened her voice, with a hint of victory.

Sirius is indeed dirty and guilty at this time, he is indeed dirty enough, and he has the status of a fugitive.

Walburga squinted at Lupin who fell to the ground, “With a man who couldn’t stand still…werewolf? Huh! My poor and noble house shouldn’t have the smell of these terrifying pets— —So it can be seen that your level of friendship is the same as always—”

“Very bad,” Walburga took off the wizard hat and straightened his hair, then put on the hat again, casting a sharp gaze at Sirius.

“Your stupid friends made you stupid, extremely stupid, the noble Black was actually plotted against Azkaban, the point is that he didn’t even justify himself in a word!”

“Did you attend my trial meeting?” Sirius did not expect this. He thought that Ms. Walburga would swear never to see himself again because she tarnished the glory of the Black family.

Walburga coldly snorted, “I just want to see how you show off your sharp teeth in the court trial. Unfortunately, you always let me down.”

“And you think I was plotted against?” Sirius shrugged, hiding all emotions, showing a bad son expression, “I went in as a’Death Eater’ and killed twelve A muggle, ruined a street, described by Daily Prophet as “you know who the most loyal servant”-listen, “the most loyal servant” is higher than the rank of Regunas “servant”, I thought You will feel relieved—”

“After all, you and Orion are both huge fans of Voldemort, right?” Sirius was silent for a second, “I supported your pathological pure-blood thinking, and then went on the path that Regunas did not finish. Are you satisfied with being Voldemort’s minion and ruining everything about yourself?”

Lupin frowned sitting on the ground, Sirius’s words are not very pleasant, and the facts should not be what he said——

‘Sirius is arousing the anger of Ms. Walburga’, Lupin doesn’t know why Sirius did it, maybe Sirius himself doesn’t know, maybe this is just a habit, a kind of’mouth cannon’ that clamors in Black bloodline ‘Gene, may also be affected by the’Quarrel Curse’ at 12 Grimmauld Place.

“Shut up! You are not allowed to say that!” Wolbjia screamed, her face tight, and now she looks like a crazy woman, the magic sound almost pierced the eardrums of Sirius and Lupin, and Kreacher had no response. , Just bent down silently and looked at Walburga respectfully.

“What?!” Sirius covered his ears and asked hard questions.

He regretted it and shouldn’t stimulate this hell of a portrait. Ms. Walburga was already difficult enough when she was alive. She didn’t expect death to calm her down, but rather full of fighting spirit.

“Servant——”

Ms. Walburga calmed down suddenly, she looked at Sirius coldly, “You are not his servant, Regunas is not his servant, the House of Black people-never will be anyone Servant.”

“We support you know who, just because he will eliminate muggle, so that the wizard does not have to hide anymore. We get along as temporary allies, allies!” Worburga emphasized, “not servants.”

“As for you,” Walburga’s voice became sharp, “When will you get me the terrifying picture of the custom muggle woman in your room with the topless breasts-let’s talk about you becoming a Death Eater? The probability.”

Ms. Walburga has always been worried about the beautiful bikini poster on Sirius’s wall.

“Will you take refuge in you know who? Oh, don’t weave lies to cover up your stupidity. I don’t know you, but it’s your mother, unfilial son anyway,” Walburga stared at him. Looking at the motionless Sirius, “Regunas’s probability of betraying you know who is much greater than the probability of relying on you know who. After all, you and my younger brother Alphad are both the same dog temper…” [19459002 ]

“Willful and arrogant, rebellious and stupid, running away from home at every turn, doing things recklessly, rampaging, stupid Barbarian, stupid baboon…” Walburga said that Rap scolded, she finally found someone to vent herself Good opportunity for emotions.

Sirius was silent, he is very contradictory now, but it is undeniable that he is a little surprised and a little bit happy and moved-someone has always believed that he is innocent, a person who didn’t expect .

His heart suddenly became extremely calm, and at the pause of Walburga’s curse, he said very quietly, “Thank you.”

Kreacher heard it, and its foggy presbyopic eyes were staring. A miracle happened. The rebellious eldest son of the Black family even said thank you to the mother-it was incredible!

Kreacher thought that after Sirius was seven years old, he lost some of the important organs that uttered the word, such as the heart. Even if Ms. Walburga treated Sirius well, she never saw Sirius treat his mother. What a good face.

Walburga stopped scolding Sirius, her black eyes rolled around, “I forgot to tell Gringotts about your delisting from House of Black, lucky unfilial son, this house is Yours—”

She paused a bit too long, and her eyebrows were raised upwards, which made Sirius feel a little uncomfortable. According to past experience, Ms. Walburga should start to make some unreasonable requests.

As expected by Sirius, Walburga changed his voice, “Since he inherited the house of the Black family, then the noble bloodline of the Black family must be continued. You are now the only healthy young man in our branch. Male—”

“Huh?” Sirius didn’t react for a moment.

“Kreacher!” Walburga yelled Kreacher’s name, “Contact my niece, Narcissa Malfoy, and let her introduce a few pure-blooded ladies who are in a hurry. It’s best to get married in a hurry, and be older. Oh, it’s ugly, it doesn’t matter if there are any flaws, after all, the current situation can no longer force anything…”

“Yes, Master,” Kreacher bends down respectfully and wipes the tears from the corners of his eyes. It has not been a long time since she saw Ms. Walburga look so sober, she is slowly becoming normal, back to a long time ago Shrewd appearance.

“Wait, wait!” Sirius frowned, “What does this mean?”

“Hurry up to get married, maybe I will be able to attend your wedding in the rest of my life,” Lupin leaned on the wall to stand up, and whispered to Sirius, with an expression of taking pleasure in other people’s misfortune on his face, “Congratulations.”

“Hey!” Sirius was anxious. He watched as Kreacher had picked up the quill and began to write on the parchment, “I am still a fugitive now! How can I get married now?!” The turmoil just disappeared, and he started again. I think Ms. Walburga is really unreasonable.

“Yes, Mr. Fugitive, I’m glad you realized this,” Walburga nodded, her wizard hat swayed sharply with her head, “So you have to hurry up for the House of Black Give birth to heir, it’s best before you get caught back to Azkaban…”

“Crazy,” Sirius slammed the curtains of Walburga portrait, but soon the curtains reopened by themselves, and Walburga’s broken thoughts rang through the entire 12 Grimmauld Place, almost everywhere. , Sirius took the quill from Kreacher’s hand, but soon discovered that it had changed it for himself.

“Young Master, old Kreacher must complete the task assigned by the master,” Kreacher’s eyes were firm.

“I order you not to write!” Sirius took quill away again, “I am your master too!”

“The Young Master who came back from Azkaban, he started pointing fingers at Kreacher as soon as he came back,” Kreacher murmured, and then replied obediently, “You are no longer the owner of Kreacher. Since you were removed from the House of Black by your master …” It paused for a second, “But your child is still a member of the great and tolerant House of Black.”

“I don’t have a child yet!” Sirius yelled like a grumpy lion.

“Your future child,” Kreacher continued to write a letter to Narcissa.