"I've made some progress today." Pansy said with some relief, staring at the completely carbonized meat roll on the dinner plate in front of her.
"Here, here is your reward." Pansy stretched out his hand, picked up the plate, and handed it to Kreacher in front of him. The poor house elf took it silently, stared at the charred food on the plate, and swallowed it. Swallow.
"Master Malfoy, I hope you can cut off my head after I die. This is Kreacher's last wish before he dies."
Kreacher thought silently in his heart.
Just as he was about to put the food into his mouth with his hands, Pan Xi snatched the plate back again, and said angrily, "What does it mean to look at death like home? If you don't want to eat, forget it." Then throw the stuff in the trash.
"Go on." Pansy said angrily, staring at Kreacher's big eyes.
So in Black's ancestral house, apart from sleeping time, Pansy spent almost all of her time in the kitchen in the basement, practicing her cooking skills.
Malfoy was concentrating on studying all kinds of potions and experimenting with spells in the laboratory, so the ordinary days seemed to pass by like this.
However, after a long time of calm, there will always be some accidents.
A few unexpected guests suddenly came to Black's ancestral house today.
Just as Pansy was still concentrating on learning Kreacher's skills, there was a sudden sound of chains sliding and colliding on the first floor, as well as Mrs. Black's shrill scream.
"Miss Parkinson, please don't go out. Kreacher has an outsider coming." After leaving such a sentence, Kreacher used Apparition, and suddenly disappeared from the kitchen, leaving behind only a little bit of magic. bang.
Then Pansy heard Kreacher's shrill shout through the door panel: "After Kreacher found his new master, the disgusting old prodigal led his little bastards to ruin my new master's house and disturb my new master's house." What an unfilial act, my poor old master, what would she say to old Kreacher if she knew what kind of scum they put into her house, smell Look, the smell of Mudbloods is disgusting!"
"I order you to stop saying that dirty word!"
A clear male voice came, but there was unstoppable anger in it. This man was standing at the door, with a tall and slender figure and a handsome face. There were two boys and a girl standing behind him, both of whom were somewhat disgusted. Look at this ugly house-elf.
"Try saying that word again!" Ron raised his wand and aimed it directly at Kreacher.
"He's innocent, it's because his previous master didn't teach him well." Hermione quickly stretched out her hand and pushed Ron's raised wand down.
"The owner recognized by Kreacher is no longer Master Black. Master Black has sold this house! Master Black is not qualified to order Kreacher!"
Kreacher said in a high-pitched voice that he was not threatened by Ron at all, nor was he bound by the original contract. Rather, this house elf never respected Sirius in front of him from the bottom of his heart.
"Look! The unworthy son that Madam cursed every day has escaped from prison, and the Black family is still ashamed!" Kreacher was still chattering.
"Quiet, Kreacher." A faint voice came from upstairs. This was an effective order for Kreacher. After the words fell, Kreacher had no choice but to stop his behavior even though his expression was very resentful.
"Please forgive the unreasonable trouble of the house elf in my family. You know, he has been here alone for nearly ten years. Seeing strangers these days, his nerves are a little deranged, and I don't have time to tell him these days. How to be a qualified house elf, so I offended you, sorry."
Malfoy held on to the banister of the stairs, walked down calmly, stood still on the promenade in front of the gate on the first floor, and looked at Black, even though Malfoy studied magic, he did not forget to exercise, He has grown very fast, and now he is only a head shorter than Sirius, and standing on the stairs, his aura is not inferior.
"Oh, it looks like there are quite a few people, Kreacher, hurry up and entertain the guests, don't let the guests think that we are not treating them well." Malfoy kept smiling, as if he had just seen the three people behind Black.
The moment Kreacher turned around, Ron saw that his mouth was still lip-syncing, making silent insults.
"No need." Sirius shook his head and said, it seemed that he was not prepared to stay here for a long time. "I'm just here to pick up some things, and I'll be leaving soon."
"Well, please go ahead." Malfoy stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation, "By the way, I don't think there is any use for me, so I have already thrown it away.
Hearing this, Sirius clenched his fists tightly, staring at the boy with a nasty smile in front of him. Seeing this, Malfoy smiled and said: "It seems that they are all very valuable things, but I was just joking, I have only been here for a few days and I don't have time to clean up your crap, you can go up and see for yourself if you need it." , I don’t care if you take something else, after all, this is your home.”
"For the first time, I found him more hateful than I thought, although he was hateful enough in school." Ron also clenched his fists and said to Harry.
Harry could only nod along.
Hermione didn't agree with Ron's statement, she just watched everything in front of her in silence, but her shortness of breath still betrayed her current mood.
She didn't expect to spend her summer vacation with Sirius Black, let alone run into Malfoy here.
Hermione's summer vacation schedule is very full. She has to learn part of Defense Against the Dark Arts by herself. As a teacher of Defense of Magic, the teaching quality of the teachers in the first two years was not high, but as soon as Lupine, an excellent teacher, took office, he exposed their serious lack of learning in this subject.
Hard to return.
The departure of Professor Lupine made this problem even worse, and at the same time aroused her indignation at the status quo of unfair treatment. Hermione hoped that there would be an institution to protect vulnerable groups.
The humorous Lupine she respects, the honest Hagrid she trusts, and even Filch, the administrator she hates, she hopes to change their status quo. The society is too unfair to them. Conscious and unconscious discrimination, like a sharp knife, kept slashing across their bodies, leaving shocking bloodstains.
Now there may be one more object—the house elf.
Of course, the appearance of Sirius Black completely disrupted her plans. When he knocked on the door of her house with Ron and Harry, her parents were shocked. Granger The couple's memory is good, and Hermione obviously inherited it, which means that the couple still remember the murderer who escaped from prison that was broadcast on TV not long ago.
Of course, this frightening misunderstanding was quickly dismissed.
Black took Harry and Ron to visit her home, saying that he wanted to thank Hermione for his previous help.
It was only then that Hermione knew that Black had taken Harry out of the Dursleys' house before, and even borrowed his status as a "murderer" in Muggle society. To deal with this family, intimidation is far more important than polite inquiries Much more effective.
Sirius Black decided to use this vacation to cultivate a good relationship with his godson. In Harry's more than ten years of life, he lacked the company of his father and mother. At least for now, Sirius decided to make up for it.
His current grievances have also been washed away, and all walks of life in the wizarding community have given positive comments.
The boy named Ron was also quite to his liking, and he was also Harry's friend. All Black called him, and finally went to the home of this female student who helped him a lot.
For Hermione, Sirius is obviously very grateful, and this will not change because of her young age. He has seen this female student a few times before, that time when the dementor suddenly invaded that Quidditch match , he saw Hermione helping Harry from the stands. He couldn't see what Hermione did to Harry at that time, but it must have been a positive help. Sirius even thought it was Harry's Girlfriend, I even asked once in private, but in return Harry shook his head repeatedly.
"I don't want to find a young Professor McGonagall as a girlfriend." Harry said something that made him puzzled, and then he began to explain. Ron, who was on the side, happened to hear it and yelled at him. Spit out bitterness, talk about how Hermione usually behaves in a rigid and rigid manner.
"We copy homework once and she'll read us for at least a week," Ron added.
"Really?" Sirius looked at Harry and Ron suspiciously. In his impression, Hermione didn't show even a little bit of the characteristics they mentioned. It was Slater who broke into the men's dormitory alone. Lin’s men’s dormitory, and then rescued him. He also maintained the greatest calmness in dealing with his behavior as a “criminal” in the eyes of everyone. He took out the brewed Veritaserum and successfully made both parties get each other Lost trust, and arranged other plans, successfully "threatened" Lupine, let him join their camp, set traps to deal with Peter Pettigrew, and finally attacked the Potions professor for them—Snell general.
Picking out any of these at random is a mistake that can be expelled. As a result, Harry and Ron now tell him that this girl is usually the most rule-abiding, which surprised him very much.
It doesn't matter whether he obeys the rules or not. The important thing is that he hopes to express his gratitude.
The Grangers seemed very open. As a Muggle couple who could accept their child to go to a magic school, the two of them were very receptive, and they also expressed trust in their daughter's ability to see people. After consulting Hermione herself After their opinions, they said that there was nothing wrong with Black's invitation to her, and the two of them just took this opportunity to travel and live a two-person world.
After the Grangers stayed warmly, they had a meal at Hermione's house and then embarked on a journey.
"Sirius, do you have any news about Professor Lupine?" Hermione asked, sitting in the back of the bus.
"Yes, we hardly have any news about him." Ron patted his head, echoed, and asked hastily.
"Sirius, what is Professor Lupine doing now? His identity has been exposed. He should be in a bad situation now." Harry also said worriedly, his eyes full of worry.
The sound of "呲呲..." came suddenly. It was a sharp curve, and the rolling tires rubbed against the ground violently, making a harsh sound. Even if the seat belts were put on, several people in the car It also suddenly became stumbling.
It wasn't until the curve passed and he re-entered the straight line that Sirius glanced out the car window before reacting and said: "That guy, he's doing well now, we don't have to worry about him, but I still have to worry about him until the end of the holiday." He kept it a secret, this is his request." Only then did the three of them breathe a sigh of relief, Sirius would not lie to them on this issue, and Hermione also saw Sirius' unfailing attitude from the rearview mirror Her hearty smile made Hermione feel much better.
They visited many places a few days ago, such as Hogsmeade during the summer vacation. When there were no students in this wizarding village, it was sparsely populated and had a special charm. The wizards in the village seemed leisurely and leisurely, and Sirius also bought them many things.
"We can't have it." Ron refused firmly. A smooth-furred owl in the store still couldn't make him look away.
He is currently short of a pet, but the situation at home is not very good, and there is no spare money to buy a new one.
"This is my compensation to you. If I had caught Peter Pettigrew, so many things wouldn't have happened, and you would have a normal pet." Hermione: "Don't refuse my kindness. I haven't formally expressed my gratitude to you. If you accept it, I can only think that the gift is not valuable enough."
Sirius' words directly blocked some polite words of rejection that Hermione had finally thought of.
Holding the big pile of presents, Hermione could only nod her head and thank her softly. She couldn't find any other way to thank her for a while.
Not to mention Harry, Sirius seemed to want to make up for the shortcomings of more than ten years, and also tried his best to meet the requirements of his godson.
"That Firebolt is already the best gift." Harry said, "I don't need anything else." Harry said contentedly that Sirius Black had given him the most precious gift—family love.
"There is a gift that you will definitely like, and you won't refuse." Sirius' eyes suddenly became concentrated, and he looked at the photo displayed in the store. This photo brought back his memories.