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Chapter 172 Cleaning Vacation

"I think Mr. Dursley should vacate Harry's room, in case something urgent happens to Sirius, and there is no way to arrange for Harry to come over and 'discuss' with you." Weiss sat on the sofa and looked up to the second floor. , Sirius' exclamation kept coming from there.

"Of course! Of course!" Every time Dursley heard Sirius' voice, the thick fat of his jaw would tremble subconsciously.

"Thank you for the tea, Mrs. Dursley." Wes took the tea brought by Petunia and thanked him: "Miss Crawford chose that set of cosmetics, and she is very sorry that she couldn't come because of something. "

"No, it's okay." Petunia was still very nervous, but following Weiss' words, she also looked at the cosmetics on the kitchen counter, and joy burst into her eyes.

"Well, Mr. Kabrev, you just meant that this summer...Harry won't be back, is he?" Dursley pondered the meaning of Wes's words just now, his eyes lit up, and he said in a low voice.

"If nothing else happens." Wes gave Dursley a meaningful look and nodded, "However, I still hope that you can empty Harry's room."

"Of...Of course!" Dursley looked at the wand protruding from Wes' waist and quickly blinked his small eyes and nodded.

……

"This is 12 Grimmauld Place, Harry, welcome home!" Sirius pushed the door open for Harry while speaking.

"Wait, how long has it been since you came back?" Wess pulled Harry, who was about to rush in excitedly, and frowned at Sirius.

"It's been more than 10 years." Sirius' tone was full of embarrassment.

"Is there anyone else in the room?" Weiss continued to block Harry, and even took a few steps back.

"No? What are you doing back so far?" Sirius looked at the two people who had retreated some distance away in a daze.

"Then can you tell me why the dust is not as big as imagined in a house that has not been lived in for more than 10 years?" Weiss pulled out his wand and pointed it at Sirius.

"Wess! He's Sirius!" Harry said eagerly behind Wes.

"You are Harry Potter." Weiss replied lightly, "Take out your wand..."

"Hmm..." Harry frowned and looked at Sirius and said loudly, "Sirius, what's going on?"

"Almost every pure-blood family has a few house-elfs. You don't know?" Sirius looked at Weiss with a funny look on his face, and said loudly, "Kreacher! Come here!"

'Shua' a hunched house-elf appeared out of thin air in front of several people, he bowed to salute, and said in his bullfrog-like hoarse voice: "Kreacher welcomes Master Sirius home..."

"Did you see? Don't be so nervous!" Sirius interrupted Kreacher and spread his hands at Wes.

"Well, sorry, my fault, I didn't know he was in there." Weiss nodded and put away his wand to apologize to Sirius.

"Hahaha, it's okay, after all, the war is not over yet!" Sirius laughed, and then there was a trace of resentment in his eyes: "I will definitely avenge James!"

Seeing Harry who fell silent after hearing these words, Sirius immediately changed his tone: "Hahaha, let's not talk about those, come on, Harry, you're home! Come in!"

Led by Sirius, Weiss and the others went upstairs and downstairs to visit and returned to the living room.

"To be honest, it's quite dirty." Weiss patted the sofa, and the dust immediately flew up, causing Weiss to cough repeatedly.

"Kreacher, did you hear that?" Sirius smiled awkwardly, then commanded the air solemnly: "Clean it up."

"Yes, Master Sirius." Kreacher walked away slowly after appearing suddenly, still muttering something in his mouth.

"Let me help too!" Harry rolled up his sleeves and said, "I'm good at cleaning or something!"

"No need, just leave it to Kreacher." Sirius shook his head, and then said loudly: "Kreacher, clean up the room first!"

"Yes, Master Sirius." Kreacher's reply and some rustling voices came from the stairs.

"I'll send a letter to Professor McGonagall, asking her to send the cleaning doll from Gryffindor." Weiss looked around and shook his head when he found no place to sit.

"That doll is still in the Gryffindor lounge, I thought you took it back." Harry recalled the doll that kept cleaning in the lounge.

"No, it has a lot of magic power in it, and I can't put it in the stretch bag." Weiss shook his head and said, "Otherwise the teacher wouldn't have sent them in a big wooden box in the first place."

"Go, I'll lend you Hedwig." Harry pulled out Hedwig's big cage from the luggage and handed it to Wes: "That's right! I can also call Dobby to help!"

"Okay, but let's go to sleep in my little house tonight. It doesn't look like it can be cleaned in a short time." Weiss said, looking at Sirius, waiting for him to make a decision.

"Well, that's fine. I'll take you to Diagon Alley tomorrow. It's closer there." He looked at Weiss and said jokingly, "It's time to pay you back!"

"Ha ha."

…Jonathan Cottage…

"You said we're going to Diagon Alley, do you want to call Ron and Hermione?" Wes, who was sleeping, was woken up by Harry the next morning.

"Ha~ whatever~ what time is it~ what are you doing up so early?" Weiss yawned and looked sleepily at Harry who was ready to go.

"Almost! Sirius told me to go to many places last night! Today's time is very tight! We have to go back to clean in the afternoon!" Harry pointed to the living room: "Sirius is up too! We are waiting for you!"

"What's the hurry! He's not going back to Azkaban tomorrow." Although Weiss said so, he still sat up and began to get dressed.

…afternoon, Grimmauld Place…

"I really admire you! You don't even feel tired!" Hermione sat in the cleaned living room, holding the big and small bags she bought, and carefully checked them one by one.

"Sirius, don't you want these?" Ron looked at the 'trash' that Sirius had packed up and asked, "Are these all silver?"

"I don't know, I don't want it anyway." Sirius continued to throw things away, without any intention of looking back: "They are all waste products, dry, not shiny and round at all."

"'I always think it can be exchanged for a lot of money.' Right, Ron?" Weiss looked at Ron's expression and couldn't help but speak out his thoughts.

"Yeah." Ron also nodded, he didn't feel that Weiss was talking about his own thoughts, and at the same time he was happy that he wasn't the only one who thought so.

"Then we'll sort it out, and the valuable metals will be melted!" Seeing Ron's happy look, Weiss pouted and squatted down to pick up a pile of 'trash'.

"Hey, hey, where are you going to melt, the price of melting these in the magic world is worth more than them themselves." Sirius said angrily, and at the same time popularized science.

"Why?" Harry was also squatting, playing with a small silver box in his hand.

"It seems that the cost of refining those potions that can melt metals is relatively high." Sirius recalled: "In short, the gains outweigh the losses."

"Put it in the fire and melt it directly." Ron said holding a black candlestick.

"Did you just throw it into the fire after melting? It is still dirty and unusable. The existing crucibles are not so high-temperature-resistant!" Sirius patiently explained: "And some of them have magic restrictions, and they will automatically Extinguish the flames. Unless we make potions and crucibles ourselves, but in this way, the cost will increase again, it is not worth it." After finishing speaking, he shook his head again and again.

"Cut, melt some silver and make potions?" Weiss looked at Sirius disdainfully: "There is something in Evelyn's castle that can melt many things, and last time I melted a broken golden statue."

"Well, our jewelry store over there also provides such a service." Hermione nodded in agreement with Weiss's method: "Just a few pounds."

"Is the Muggle world so powerful now?" Sirius was a little dumbfounded.

"Leave him alone, we'll take care of it." Weiss continued to despise Sirius: "Pick out the prohibited ones, and we'll figure out a solution at the end."

……

"Heh, this locket that can't be opened is interesting." Weiss picked something out of a bunch of forbidden things, looked at the locket in his hand and said, "Harry, do you think it looks like something on it?" Like the Slytherin crest?"

"Well, kind of." Harry recalled the Slytherin crest seen in the Chamber of Secrets.

"Well, I think so too, Ron, look..." Wes was still talking when Kreacher's voice and figure suddenly appeared in mid-air, and he wanted to pounce on Wes with all his teeth and claws, his mouth still sharp. Shouted: "Give back Master Regulus' things to Kreacher!"

"Boom!" Kreacher flew away faster than when he came, smashing a big hole in the wall by the way.

"The pendant is my treasure!" Weiss stared fiercely at the direction Kreacher was flying out of. His figure quickly stretched and broke his clothes. Golden hair grew on his face, and horns began to grow on his forehead.

in a second...

"Roar~!" Weiss roared up to the sky.

(End of this chapter)