For Peter and the two boys, a magic mansion, an aristocratic wizard's mansion with a long history and a haunted house atmosphere, represents infinite secrets waiting for them to explore.
But that doesn't mean they're ready to see perverted stuff.
"The head of a group of monsters, evil." Even if he was wearing red quartz glasses, he could still feel the weirdness in his red vision. "Who would put this thing at home?"
His eyes fell through the red quartz lenses on Kreacher, who had his head lowered and seemed extremely humble. He seemed to be comparing this with the row of gadgets, "Why, wizards will chop off the heads of such monsters." For decoration? So it’s not surprising that American wizards make soup for people, right?"
"You call that decoration?!" Peter said, "It's used to scare intruders, right? If you're not a wizard, you'll eat it or something like that!"
"No, no, no, wizards don't have such strange interests." Sirius came up from the bottom of the stairs. "This is a perverted hobby of my mother and my family. I had this thing when I was a child." He made no secret of that. A kind of disgust revealed from his bones, "They - those house elves, even regard this as an honor."
"Glory!" he said in disbelief. "Who would regard such a cruel treatment as honor?"
The sound like the hoarse cry of a frog came out of the mouth of the house elf who lowered his head again:
"How dare this lowly Muggle make such stupid and ridiculous remarks to the noble wizards and the noble Buck family. If my mistress knew that such a person would actually step on her floor now, question the Buck family, question the old Kreacher... The tradition of the glorious predecessors, how sad and angry she must be. Even standing here, old Kreacher can smell the despicable smell of these Muggles."
r looked like 'are you kidding me': "Is this kind of thing distorted? Sirius is so brave to leave this kind of thing at home!"
His temper was several times worse than Peter's, and he put his hand on the frame on the spot: "What did you say to me, you monster!"
"!" Jean stopped him with a calm expression, "Don't be impulsive."
"This dirty Muggle seems to know some etiquette, but old Kreacher can smell it. She is not much better. These Muggles, who are smellier than sewer dust, dare to trample on my mistress's house. "
"Kreacher!" Sirius yelled, almost furious, "Shut your mouth! Go somewhere where I can't see you!"
"Kreacher, obey the master." The old and ugly house elf bowed to his nominal master, but everyone could still hear him muttering, with evil eyes, as if he thought that no one else would notice. , "kreacher had to listen to the old scum, the scum and criminal who broke my mistress's heart"
Harry was still thinking hard about the various records of house elves, but when he heard this, he couldn't help but feel anger welling up from the bottom of his heart.
No matter who you are, it will be unbearable to hear someone insulting your family and friends using words such as vile, dirty, and scum.
To be honest, if this were in the United States, Harry estimated that if he were a human being, or a helper, he would have been beaten up and thrown out long ago. Could it be that Sirius, as a British noble, has a better temper than him? ?
"Is this your house elf? Sirius?" Harry suppressed his anger and said to Sirius, "Is this okay? As I said, it doesn't really listen to you."
"Isn't it just a house elf?" Rare could feel his mood changes sensitively, but he himself felt that the house elf was disobedient and went too far. "You are its master. If you don't obey, you will punish it. You can call it whatever you want, their heads are small and scary, but they are just tools for doing housework."
He waved his hand casually, raised his chin slightly, and his attitude was high enough.
"Is this your courtesy as a bck house elf? Is this how you treat your master and little master? Go and stick your head in the oven until you realize your mistake!" he shouted.
"The noble young master Malfoy is talking to Kreacher!"
Harry saw that the old elf seemed to be on stimulants, and his voice rose several octaves, "Oh, yes, yes, Kreacher should be trained by a young master with such a noble birth and the blood of the BC family, yes, Kreacher's etiquette did not satisfy the young master, so Kreacher is going to punish himself! Kreacher also has to serve the young master, and by the way, a pot of tea and a plate of refreshments, Kreacher is going to prepare these!"
"He sounds like a living masochistic addict." Peter watched the elf disappear immediately with a whoosh, and it took him a long time to say this.
"" Looking at each other with Harry, the two people who grew up in the world of science saw wildly growing question marks in each other's eyes.
At this moment, the dentist's daughter and the biology professor's son had the same cry in their hearts.
——How can there be such strange racial characteristics in the world! This unscientific!
"As much as I hate to admit it, I have never agreed with you so much," Sirius smirked at his nephew, and then patiently explained to his godson, "This is the last house elf left in our family. Mother's dog, her most loyal believer." He glanced at Kreacher contemptuously, with a coldness that was unique to him, "If I didn't need a servant to do housework, I would have given him a piece of clothing. .”
"Your mother?" Harry asked.
"You heard it just now," Sirius pointed casually, "The one who screamed just now was my mother's portrait. That painting has been crazy for a long time."
Upon hearing this, he gestured to Peter, who nodded knowingly, and the two of them sneaked down the stairs.
"Sirius, I have to say it's so hard to find a parking space outside your house - Harry! How was your holiday? Oh, and you guys, Mr. Malfoy, it seems you had a good holiday? Did you finish your homework?"
After trudging up the narrow stairs, Lupin was able to carefully put the box down. As soon as he came up, he gave Harry a hug. He looked much rosier than before the holiday. Harry guessed that this might be because of the pressure on him. decreased.
"It couldn't be a better time." Harry cheered up, "Are you at school during the holidays, Remus?"
"No, no, no, no," Sirius shook his finger proudly, "I bought him a house in Hogsmeade - Harry, you can sneak there to play if you have time, maybe Remus can still be there. I’ll treat you to afternoon tea.”
"Speaking of tea," Remus said to Harry gently, "hagrid invites you to go to his place for a cup of tea on the first Saturday afternoon after the Christmas vacation. He is an old friend of ours. Because you are busy with your studies, he has not been there. If I dare to talk to you, I think you should have heard of him - he is quite big."
This was not the first time Harry heard the name hagrid - he heard that the big man who guided them into the castle, the forest guard who lived in the Forbidden Forest hut, was called this name.
"Ah!" Harry suddenly realized.
No wonder the big man's eyes were very enthusiastic when he looked at him. He thought it was because of the savior's effect at the time. Now it seems that the forest guard with giant blood just wanted to see him.
"I will go." Harry nodded and pulled his sleeves, "We will go together then."
"What - why should I go there with you -" he said in shock, "why should I neglect the comfortable afternoon tea and go to the Forbidden Forest in that damn weather -"
"Oh." Harry nodded and walked to the living room with Lupin, "Remus, come here quickly, I want to introduce you to my friends——"
"What do you mean 'oh'!"
She also wanted to say something, but she kicked him with quick eyes and hands - ever since she experienced such a thrilling experience with him, she has become more and more unscrupulous and beyond the scope of a 'good student'.
With a cry, he turned around and asked her angrily: "Granger, what's wrong with you that you have to kick me?!"
"I just want to remind you -" she rolled her eyes, her expression seemed to say that she couldn't understand how such a person could exist in the world, "hagrid is a good person and an old friend of Harry's parents."
"so what?"
"Oh, okay, maybe you prefer this advice -" coughed, "I, Neville and Ron go there for tea every week. Do you want to have afternoon tea with Harry on the weekends, or do you want to have afternoon tea with Harry on the weekends?" Watching him have afternoon tea with us?"
She stared and said nothing, as if there were ten evil curses written on the girl's face.
"You are spoiled, Malfoy," she said frankly. "You have to know that many things will not always come to you. Look, you and Harry have such a good relationship, even if you-" There was a tangled look on her face. His expression flashed, "You don't want to do certain things, but you see, Harry has never forced you to do anything that harms your own interests."
Bian Bianzui didn't say anything and just snorted, the meaning of which was unclear.
"Between you and Harry, Harry can't always make concessions, that's not fair!" After writing homework together for so many days, I knew that this was already a sign of wavering, so I kept trying, "I know that you actually think about Harry. Yes, you are not friends with him because of his reputation, I know that, Malfoy."
"Do you really think you know everything, Granger! Don't act like you know everything!" You couldn't help but retort, "Although I am indeed not - but what kind of attitude do you have!"
"Because I'm right!" He said impatiently, "Anyway, that's all I have to say - I just think you and Harry need the right way of communicating. If you don't want to mess everything up in the end, you'd better change your attitude. !”
After saying that, she shook her head and left because Harry was calling them:
"Come here and read! There are so many books!"
He muttered "nerd" and then stomped after him.
Those who want the stars but not the moon are probably parents like Siriusbck.
Probably because he knew that his first gift would be unsatisfactory, Sirius spent a full ten days preparing this time. Although he was very good at turning away in some aspects, he had recently begun to understand what his godson liked. But in the heart.
——As a result, his Christmas gift to Harry was not only the still handsome Flying Motorcycle, but also an entire library.
Harry was so surprised, so shocked, and so happy that he went crazy!
Three first-year little wizards were sitting on a sofa surrounded by bookcases. It was said that not long ago, this place was dark, humid and smelled of mold, but now it has become warm and comfortable. Dark green curtains hang to the floor, and there are embroidery threads on the sofa. They were all shiny, and listening to the crackling sound of burning in the fireplace, Harry suddenly had the illusion that he was back in the library.
"What is this book in your hand?" asked.
"A book about house elves," Harry said while reading. He would not even look up at this time. "I want to find a way to deal with Kreacher. It will not be good for Sirius to continue like this."
"It's just an elf!" He was quite puzzled, thinking that Harry was making a fuss, "If you want it to die, it will die of joy!"
Harry shook his head in disapproval: "You can't say that he is a living being."
The answer was an idiot look.
Out of interest, Jean took Nina to pick a book and read it, while the other two boys collapsed on the sofa in a very comfortable position.
"This is so comfortable." He sighed, and the teapot in front of him filled up the black tea for him. The saucer held the teacup and was delivered to him. "I must have a set of this kind of tea set. It is even cooler than high-tech."
"Hank will cry if you say that." Peter said, looking at the children, feeling extremely vigilant. He was quite worried that his little brother and sister would be bullied by the young master who seemed to be spoiled, "He You believe science solves everything, right?”
In fact, everything looked very good. The little girl sat next to Harry, dangling her calves and reading a book of Peter the Bard's stories with great interest. According to my judgment, this was at least a version dating back five hundred years.
"He is actually willing to sort out this messy library for you to see," he was shocked and somewhat secretly envious, "and he showed it all to you - it seems that your godfather has done some preparations, look at him I thought he didn’t care about this when I gave you a broomstick.”
Holding a pile of books she liked eagerly, her face turned red with excitement: "Do all pure-blood wizard families have so many books?"
"Of course! What do you think pure blood means, Granger!" hummed proudly, "This is the accumulation of pure blood nobles. Just those books in your hands, any one of them is worth more than a bookcase in the bookstore. Books are all precious!”
"But these are not obtained because of your bloodline!" insisted, "without the accumulation of several generations, these are impossible - to put it bluntly, you just have good ancestors!"
After saying that, she glanced at Harry: "Harry is still a half-blood, you are not as good as him."
"Who said that!" Of course he couldn't accept such words, so he immediately retorted and asked Harry: "Do you think I can't beat you?"
Harry smiled and said nothing, the meaning was obvious - you just can't beat him.
He stood up angrily and ran behind another bookshelf.
"I'm going to find a spell to learn that you can never learn! Just wait, I will definitely learn it in no time!"
"Don't be silly," Harry said kindly, "you can't use your wand during the holidays."
:goodbye!
"Remus, come here and see these!"
While the children and young girls were reading in the library, Sirius took Lupin to a small room.
"What did you get for Harry again?" Lupine asked with a smile. He knew that all Padfoot's thoughts were on Harry, so his guess went in that direction, "Did Nimbus come out with a new broom again?"
"Those things Harry doesn't like," Sirius waved his hand, with a rather regretful expression on his face, "Although he's a very good flyer, I secretly watched him take flying lessons, Remus," when he said this, his smile couldn't be tolerated. He added, "He won't fall off even if he sleeps on the broom. He was born to fly! Any broom in his hand can have the stability and speed of a light wheel! It's a shame that he doesn't like Quidditch." !”
As he spoke, he came to the door of a room, opened the door, and couldn't wait to pull his friend in.
"You'd be surprised by this."
This was a small room with some scattered little things inside. Remus was quite confused the moment he stepped into the room, but then he froze, and then his eyes widened in surprise.
An exclamation came from his throat.
"These are Harry's old things."
His eyes fell on a small children's broomstick. Its style and degree of damage showed that it was not a product of recent years, but Remus believed that he knew it.
Sirius looked at the little broom, his eyes twinkling.
"Yeah, these are Harry's old things."
One-year-old Harry has shown great flying talent since he was a child. This short children's broomstick was his first attempt to fly. Lily once described their son's love for flying in a letter, and Sirius even more He ran to R's house every day just to see his godson sitting on a small broom and happily flying between various pieces of furniture.
"This is your birthday gift to Harry, if I remember correctly." Lupin said gently.
"Yes," Sirius squeezed out a dry voice, "Even if this thing was only two feet off the ground, he almost killed a cat and almost broke the vase given by his aunt, but we didn't care about that at that time. All we care about is whether these things will hurt him, Lily, James and I all think he will be a good Quidditch star."
"And this," Lupin pointed to a toy, which was a moving toy house with a bright red roof. The little man inside could sing and dance to please the children. "James said he wanted a girl. I just bought this one, but he didn’t throw it away when he found out he was his son. Doesn’t Harry like this one quite a lot?”
Sirius laughed loudly: "Although I don't understand what he is saying, I think he named those villains!"
So they sat down together, recalling the scattered objects in the whole house. These things were all saved by Sirius with great difficulty. He wanted to keep them as souvenirs for Harry, because some of them were already good enough. They had replaced them with new ones, and James' family was busy hiding from the Dark Lord. Unexpectedly, these things had been left for many years, and he was only able to take them out now.
Nothing else was left that night, but these items were still in the Gringotts vault, safe and sound.
"You should let Harry come and take a look," Lupine took out a watch and checked the time, and said lightly, "It's time to prepare lunch, Sirius."
"You're right." Sirius stood up and stretched. He felt that the morning had passed very happily. He hadn't felt so comfortable in a long time. "I guess they are still in the library? Anyway, I should call them. ”
One after another, they walked to where the children were, and before they reached the door, they heard a lazy boy's voice.
"I have many more exquisite things than this. If you like it, take it."
"I think it looks familiar." This was Harry's voice. "It has a snake-shaped S on it. Is this a souvenir? It looks a bit old."
"Why don't you take it over and take a look?" The voice was crisp and easy to recognize.
"It seems that my nephew brought something out again." Sirius said to Lupin, "If it weren't for him and Harry being close friends"
"Don't be like this, he is also a good boy." Lupin said pertinently, "He is still your relative."
"Harry is 10,000 times more well-behaved than him -" Sirius was saying when he suddenly heard a scream from over there and quickly took a few steps over there.
"harry!!!"
There was only a muffled sound among the screams, and Sirius saw his godson covering his forehead and falling down with a pale face.
In his nephew's hand, he held a pendant that looked very familiar to him - he had seen this thing when he was cleaning the house a few days ago. At that time, he insisted on throwing away these rags. Kreacher was extremely stubborn. , unwilling to give up, finally it was Narcissa’s casual words that persuaded Sirius——
——Maybe Harry will like it?
The pendant box inlaid with small green diamonds and decorated in the shape of a snake looks quite old and dated, doesn't it?
