Chapter 205 This effect is better than the education of books

Chapter 205 This effect is better than the education of books

Hearing Walbuga's words, Vivi did not answer immediately, but turned his head to look at Harry.

Seeing that Harry did not express any dissatisfaction with Walbuga, he responded with a smile: "I am also honored, Mrs. Black."

Walbuga feels really great now. In the past, under the majesty of the second mysterious man, all pure blood families had to speak with their breath and dared not express too much intimacy.

But what about now?

Not to mention that the first mysterious man was my son's godson, just talk about the world-famous dark wizard Grindelwald, whose sister is so close to me...

In comparison, the gap is even more obvious, especially for people like Walbuga who have a kind of paranoid disease in their minds.

So...

Dark King or something, oh, I'm really not familiar with it, right?

If the Dark King is in power, even if Regulus is still alive, the Black family may not be able to get anything. They will follow him and walk on thin ice, for fear that he will give it to Avada one day.

But the mysterious man in front of him...

Hi, can he still treat his godfather unfairly?

What Walbuga is paranoid about is not bloodline, but whether the glory of the Black family can be restored.

What's more, the two of them in front of them are pure-blooded wizards in a broad sense, and there is nothing they can't accept.

"I'll take Vivi up first, Mrs. Black." Harry smiled at Walbuga's portrait with a reserved smirk.

"Please, I will tell Cliche to treat you well." Walbuga said with a smile: "Don't be polite when you come here, just treat it as your own home."

Vivi also smiled politely at Walbuga and followed Harry up the stairs.

"It can be seen that Mrs. Black likes you very much." Harry said to Vivi softly.

Weiwei gave him charmingly: "Yes, she likes you very much, don't she? After all, you are the first mysterious person, and she is the godson of her dog son..."

"Hey!" Harry said dissatisfiedly, "Why is that my godfather, why is he a dog son..."

Vivi reached out and hugged Harry's arm and began to squeeze the attack: "Look, Harry, is our godfather, Animagus form a big black dog?"

Yes, our godfather...

"Uh, yes." Harry was a little distracted. He knew that Vivi was using some small means, but he still ate the sugar-coated shell.

Mainly, this sugar-coated shell is very sweet.

"So that's right, look, isn't he..." Vivi leaned down and put it in Harry's ear and said, "Is it Mrs. Black's dog son?"

"Yes, that's right." Harry nodded.

"Look, you agree with my statement, right?" Weiwei said with a chuckling, and hooked his arm back with Harry's arm.

Harry thought about it and then thought about it, but finally agreed with Vivi’s statement.

He did not admit that he was bewitched by Vivi's justice.

When the two came upstairs together, they found that they were still in Sirius' bedroom.

Sirius was lying on the ground, reaching something under the bed.

"There are no spiders this time." Sirius said, comforting Ron, "Don't worry, Ron, believe me, spiders are just an accident, look at this..."

He pulled out a wooden box from under the bed, which seemed to contain something struggling.

"Look." Sirius proudly patted the wooden box and said, "This is my collection, Quidditch supplies--"

"It's amazing!" Ron's eyes shone brightly in front of him, and he squatted down to look at the wooden box.

The wooden box scribbled in red paint, "No opening - unless you want to be knocked off the front teeth by the wandering ball."

"As mentioned above, you'd better not open..."

As soon as Sirius finished speaking, Ron opened the wooden box with a snap.

The moment it opened, a huge ball jumped out from it, and it stumbled on Ron's face with a slight squirting.

"Merlin's batting stick!" Ron said in ambiguously, "I feel like my front teeth are about to be knocked down!"

"I reminded you that there are also handwriting on the wooden box." Sirius immediately cleared the relationship, "I have already suggested you, so don't blame me for not reminding you."

"I just feel it hurts." Ron complained, and he covered his face and turned to Hermione and said, "No, isn't it? Hermione? Let's see if there is any disfigurement..."

Hermione looked at Ron's swollen face in disgust, shook her head and said, "I prefer to change the word - plastic surgery."

Kassandra, who was standing beside him, stretched out a small pink fist and put it on his lips, trying to cover up his smile.

I have to admit that sometimes Gryffindor has some very good traits, such as... a poisonous tongue.

"Is it okay? Ron?" Harry asked with concern.

Ron then noticed Harry walking back, covered his face and complained, "Oh my God, I really hurts - Harry."

"It's okay, just as Hermione said, maybe she's also helping you with plastic surgery." Harry said with a smile, and it was a wonderful experience to hurt his good friend.

"Professor Lupin, Mr. Black." Weiwei greeted the two 'elders'.

Lupin smiled gently at Vivi, while Sirius raised his head, but looking at the godson with crazy eyes on the side, he finally turned into a long sigh.

"Hello, Miss Grindelwald."

Vivi was a little surprised. She thought Sirius would react very much and came up to break up her and Harry.

Since he was so tactful, Vivi didn't mind picking up this elder for Harry's sake.

"So what are you doing?" Weiwei asked curiously.

"I'm introducing them to the residence I lived in back then." Sirius looked around with his waist, "Look, this is my room..."

"It seems that you like Muggle girls very much." Vivi looked at Sirius with a smile, then looked at Harry, "It's a pity that you, the godfather, did not set a good example."

Sirius's face turned red, and he kept saying something like "I don't like posting a Muggle girl poster", and there are some unintelligible words like "just a pictorial". For a moment, the room was filled with Happy air.

"No, you misunderstood." Weiwei said after Sirius frantically seizing himself, "I just think you have not done the obligation to let your children understand the concept of love correctly." The subtext is - you like to be addicted to beauty so much , Can you also help you to teach your children?

But what she didn't know was that Harry had actually been enlightened, and he was even a little too enlightened.

Now Harry is thinking about eating more and taking up more. You are all my wings, and no one wants to let it go.

"You really dare to say it, Grindelwald." Cassandra said leisurely from the side: "I'm not afraid of Mr. Black bringing Harry like this, I'm afraid you'll bring Harry badly. ”

"Oh?"

Vivi narrowed his eyes and looked at his lifelong enemy Kassandra.

"I want to know, how can I ruin Harry?"

"I don't need to say this, Grindelwald-you know it yourself."

Cassandra put her hands on her chest, thinking to herself - this Grindelwald has been trying hard for so many years to train Harry into a little guy who only needs to rely on her, rather than letting Harry grow into a tall and upright place The legendary wizard, she is so bad, the Germans have more minds than anyone else!

Vivi ignored her, she just thought Kassandra was looking for her happiness.

"Okay, we should go down to have a meal." Sirius began to smooth things over. "Are you right, Miss Sweeting?"

He called out, but Sirius didn't hear Parby's response.

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

He turned his head and saw Pabi standing aside, lowering his head and sleeping soundly.

"Miss Sweeting? Miss Sweeting?"

Pabi woke up at this moment. She subconsciously jumped on the spot and wiped the crystal clearness of the corner of her mouth: "What, what's the matter?"

"It seems that she has been a unicorn for a long time and has forgotten how she should sleep as a human." Cassandra glanced up and down at Papi, "It seems that she still regards herself as a donkey, not a People.”

"You are the donkey!" Pabi retorted unwillingly: "You old venomous snake spraying with venom!"

"Yes, Pabi." Weiwei walked to Pabi's side, reached out to rub Pabi's head, and said to her, "Don't listen to what this stingy woman said, you know, she never did Will say something good."

When he said this, Vivi gave Kassandra a demonstrative look without a trace.

She has seen it in Mr. Granger's ulterior collection of books to unite all those who can be united.

And Parbi in front of her is the object she must unite.

It is secondary to the fact that it can be attacked by Cassandra together. The most important thing is that she cannot be united by Cassandra to her side.

Before Cassandra could say something, Kliche's figure appeared in front of them.

"Great Master, and Master Porter." Kliche bowed and said, "Old Kliche has prepared a sumptuous dinner for you and the guests. Please step into the restaurant for dinner."

"The restaurant?" Ron muttered, "Isn't it just as neglected to clean up like here, right?"

Cliche didn't say anything, he just muttered a pure-blooded traitor Weasley, and then left Sirius's bedroom.

"He has always been like this, you don't have to look at me." Sirius smiled indifferently: "It should be said that this family has instilled many ideas that he shouldn't have, and this cannot be changed overnight."

"What else can I say?" Ron spread his hands and said, "For dinner, I don't know him as much as he did - if there are chicken legs, maybe I will thank him."

"You still can't forget the chicken legs, Ron." Hermione shook her head and sighed.

She felt that Ron was really helpless. In his eyes, nothing was important.

It should be said that the restaurant is not as neglected to clean as Ron imagined, but as magnificent as it was back then.

This is very consistent with the style of the Black family, and this decoration was decided by Phoenix Black at the time.

"He really wanted to stick all the gold into the wall." Kassandra commented on Phoenix.

Even though they are both Slytherin and pure blood family, Kassandra still doesn't want to show mercy.

After all, Phineas is the most unpopular principal of Hogwarts ever, and even his son Sirius II Black hates him very much.

"Dig!" Ron cheered and sat aside, "There are really chicken legs - Oh my God, how could Clicher know what I like?"

"Maybe he happened to prepare a recipe for chicken legs," Hermione said, sitting next to Ron: "But I think Klich must be very tired after working for so long. God... I have never understood why the wizard We will enslave domestic elves to work for them, and we will also call them around like slaves, or even beat or scold them. Do we not deserve to be respected if domestic elves are raised? ”

Ron raised his head in confusion, he didn't know what wind Hermione was smoking.

But Vivi knew that this little girl was obviously a Virgin Mary who was sick.

When I was in the palace, some expensive girls who had enough food had nowhere to vent their energy and liked to show their love everywhere - some sympathize with cats, some sympathize with dogs, but no one sympathizes with those The poor man who is homeless and cannot afford to eat.

Some people are simply moving themselves, while others are establishing their own personality.

It seems that Hermione should be the first type. Vivi didn't say anything, but just thought Hermione still needed some social beatings.

Why do house elves become slaves to wizards? What does it have to do with me?

However, what she didn't expect was that Hermione's retribution came so quickly.

"The damn Mud Breed actually exudes her love that has nowhere to rest to Old Kliche. I really don't know whether she is touching herself or who is here-but Old Kliche doesn't need the humble Mud Breed He felt disgusted with sympathy for him."

Kliche mumbled there, loud enough for everyone present to hear it.

In fact, everyone can hear it.

Hermione obviously didn't expect Cliche to say this, she helped Cliche fight for rights, but she didn't expect to be scolded so badly in turn.

The little girl had ever suffered such grievances, her eyes turned red and tears were spinning in her eyes.

"Sometimes, this effect is better than the education of books." Kassandra said sarcastic words from the side.

Sirius coughed twice and scolded, "Cliche! Apologize to Hermione!"

Kliche looked up and glanced at Sirius, reluctantly reaching out with a rag to continue wiping the table beside him.

"Okay, Old Clice will give the mud..."

"I don't allow you to say such words again!" Sirius ordered again.

"Old Kliche apologizes to Miss Granger." Kliche's voice could not hear any apology. "I hope she doesn't always think about herself when she's full and has nothing to do."

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(This chapter ends)