[Comprehensive] The daily life of bear children

How do you get along with your mother?

Gal, who was spoiled by Victoire Weasley since he was a child, said: I have experience with this, and I have always been my mother's favorite darling.

So, when the lady Walburga, who has always been on airs, was still embarrassing her acting skills, trying to clear up the shame of 'the eldest son entered Gryffindor College'...

The 'Sirius' in his arms has already shown his acting skills at the level of an Oscar winner.

He hugged her back affectionately, tipped his toes, raised his head, and kissed her hard on the face, kissed her again, kissed her again, and kissed her whole face Confused: "Is my son bewitched?" '

"Mom, I miss you so much!"

Gal fantasized that his own mother, Victoire Weasley, was in front of him, and his acting skills soared instantly.

Sirius's gray eyes, which seemed indifferent, actually shone with sincere affection.

Walburga, who always accepted his son's rebellious and hateful eyes, was a little flattered.

A qualified bear child must have a bear parent behind him.

But how can a normal parent lose his mind, lose his IQ and EQ, and turn into a bear parent in a frenzied way?

As a bear child, one must master a superb skill of pleasing parents, to the point of making them dizzy.

The skill point of the little wizard in acting like a baby has already been completely lit up to full value, and it is already at the level of being able to sway freely no matter when and where, to be the first shameless, the second shameless, and the third completely shameless .

No matter how gross and disgusting things are, he can say them; no matter how gross and disgusting things are, he can also do them.

For example, now, he is snuggling in Walburga's arms with a happy face, and even asks his mother to come and hug him, so as to comfort his full of longing.

Walburga froze completely.

She has never had such close contact with her eldest son in her life.

Under normal circumstances, when she hugged Sirius and hypothetically said such a thing, Sirius, who is also strong-tempered, would at most just nod his head perfunctorily, or simply keep his face indifferent, and the two of them just fooled around in such a simple and perfunctory manner. up.

But he never expected that his son's 'drama addiction' would break out, and he would become more and more high!

Sirius, Sirius!

I didn't expect you to be such a Sirius.

Kiss and hug? ! !

Merlin, is he kidding me?

Walburga was on the verge of screaming.

At this moment, her facial expression was distorted to the point of ferocity.

But there are too many people around...

No matter how embarrassing she is, she still has to finish the drama of "mother kindness and son filial piety" that she started first.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone watching the show, she reluctantly kissed Sirius back, stretched out her arms stiffly to hug him again, quickly pulled him up, and distanced him and said: "Okay, there is Let's go in and talk about anything."

But how could the brat little wizard be fooled so easily?

Gal pursed his lips instantly, and shouted aggrievedly: "No!"

"Why-why-no-ok-?"

Walburga tried to keep a smile on his face, but lowered his head and gritted his teeth and asked word by word.

"Mom, you are so stupid, you have to be so close."

Gal rushed over like a hungry tiger pouncing on a sheep. Regardless of Walburga's pale expression, he jumped up and demonstrated a big kiss. The sound was so loud... even Lucius next to him could hear it clearly. Clearly, the corners of his mouth twitched.

Ke Gal still feels that it is not enough...

You know, since the hard time traveling, he hasn't found someone who can spoil him for a long time, and he has acted like a baby to his heart's content.

For a little wizard who was rolling all over the ground not long ago, he was never afraid of embarrassment!

Anyway... whoever is ashamed now is also the one who lost Sirius.

So, be sure to seize the opportunity to enjoy being pampered by your mother once again.

Kiss... kiss you big-headed ghost!

But Walburga stood there with a thunderbolt, his soul seemed to fly away.

Gal still added fuel to the fire and continued to teach her how to pamper herself: "Hugs are meant to be hugged, not just a simple hug..."

Hug it!

You are an 11-year-old boy who is almost 12 years old, not a [-]-year-old, nor a little girl!

hold up?

You've been mentally handicapped in Gryffindor!

Walburga was almost unable to maintain his image, and his face was distorted.

The little wizard, who was watching his words, immediately shouted again.

He wiped the corners of his eyes with excellent singing and writing. Although he didn't shed a tear, he had to feel aggrieved and asked: "Don't you love me, Mom? Are you telling lies?"

The Slytherin students who came together have all paid attention to him.

What's wrong with Sirius?

The cool, handsome, domineering and daring at school in the past were all pretending, right?

After arguing for a long time, he is actually a baby boy?

Walburga on the other end is also very broken, this seems to be a fake son!

She would rather have the rebellious elder son who used to play tricks at every turn than such an elder son who made her lose face and image.

Fake, all fake!

Why did I have to give birth to such a bad child!Just let the Dark Lord kill you!

Walburga thought with hatred in his heart.

But in the face of many people who were waiting to see the jokes of the Black family, she still suppressed her raging anger with the overall situation in mind, while thinking to herself, "We'll settle the score after the banquet is over, you bastard", while forbearingly learning as much as possible Looking like a bear child, he kissed him on the cheek again.

Then, she managed to pick up the child again, just as her feet were off the ground, she quickly put it down again: "Come in, Sirius."

She warned with angry eyes, "It's getting late."

Gal, with his sharp radar, knew the time had come to stop...

So, he nodded without further ado, and at the same time, he did not forget to hug Walburga again, and said with a serious facial expression: "Mom, when I grow up and have strength, I will also hug you up and hold you high." of."

There were a few uncontrollable low laughs from around...

But Walburga, who was originally full of anger, suddenly froze.

In fact, she cannot be blamed for her indifference to her sons.

She also received pure blood education since she was a child, and was instilled with the glory of pure blood for a lifetime, restoring the glory of nobility.

For this reason, she even married her cousin Olaine Black, who has no emotion.

Since the day they got married, the couple seemed to have completed a task, a job, and seemed to treat each other with respect, but in fact they treated each other with indifference.She knew that Orion didn't like her, and she didn't like Orion, but the Black family had to maintain this inheritance, a pure-blood inheritance.

Under the ancient and decadent rules, some people will be severely brainwashed, slowly integrate into it, and actively defend these persecuting rules; while some people will develop the determination to resist and escape.

Walburga happens to be the former, while Sirius is the latter.

Their mother and son hated each other, and they both looked down on each other's actions and choices.

As soon as Sirius was born, he would fight against his strong-tempered mother, using all kinds of rebellious behaviors and pranks, forcing Walburga to yell regardless of his image, which deepened the gap between mother and child.

Sirius hated the family that was driving him mad.

Walburga also hated this scoundrel who was always disobedient and made it difficult for her to do well in the circle of pure-blood nobles.

The two mothers and sons are always like fire and water.

But at this time, Cal's naive words of "When I grow up, I will hold you up and hold you high" made her realize, "Oh, this is not my enemy, but my son. '

Now, I protect him, and he will grow up in the future, and he will in turn protect me as a mother'.

This sudden awakening of cognition...it's hard to describe Walburga's complicated mood at this moment.

The previous anger receded slowly like a tide.

She began to feel that the eldest son was not so annoying anymore.

This time, she turned around and walked to the hall again, but she did not refuse the intimate hand-holding behavior of 'Sirius'.

Although she still felt that this move was a bit embarrassing.

But she still held her chest up again, trying to maintain the momentum of Mrs. Black, and was ready to host the dinner.

At this time, a small voice suddenly sounded timidly: "Mom, I also want to kiss... hug... and hold hands."

A barely audible sound.

If it weren't for the scene at this time, it was indeed a little quiet, almost inaudible.

Walburga raised his head reflexively, but was surprised to find that the speaker was actually his other son, Regulus.

This little child, who was not as tall as an adult wizard's thigh, was looking enviously at the intimate hand-in-hand of his mother and brother, and couldn't help making such a request.

Walburga, who has always had a cold style and looks like a strong woman: ... learn a little bit, Rael!

Gal, who was always a bear, became inappropriately considerate at this time: "Mom, hurry up and hug brother, and kiss him too."

Walburga instantly felt that he must have been hallucinating just now, and Sirius is still just as annoying!

But Regulus raised his small head, his eyes were full of expectation and sparkled.

Walburga hesitated for a long time.

In the end, the bad-tempered witch who couldn't be a mother walked over stiffly, gritted her teeth, first leaned down and kissed Regulus, and then hugged Regulus... After she turned around, she walked quickly towards the banquet crowd At the time, there was immediately a sound of admiration, "Mrs. Black is really a mother, a good mother", which seemed to be true or false, which I really didn't want to hear.

Olaine, who is indifferent and always likes to stand on the sidelines, seldom looked at the 'eldest son' thoughtfully.

He suddenly said, "It seems... after you entered Gryffindor, you have changed a lot."

Gal didn't know if it was a good word or a bad word.

He struggled for a second in fear of revealing his secrets, and said an ambiguous answer: "Uh, it hasn't changed much."

"really."

Orion nodded in agreement: "In terms of angering your mother, although the methods are different, the result is still the same."

Cal didn't know how to answer, so he had to laugh a few times.

He inexplicably felt that although Sirius' mother had a hot temper, she was easier to deal with, while this father seemed a little bit sharp.

In the end, Orion didn't go too deep into it.

He glanced at his eldest son indifferently, and said in a low voice: "When that honorable adult comes later, if you really don't like it, hide and leave when no one is looking."

Gal couldn't help being a little surprised.

On the way here, the group of young Slytherin wizards, each one a mysterious adult, with noble blood and respected status, like fanatics.

Now, when he first heard a sentence that was obviously still rational, and it came from the mouth of the head of the pure-blood family Black, the little wizard suddenly felt weird.

In his impression, or in the perception of the general public in later generations, all the Slytherins of this period are like Voldemort's brainless fans.Even if Voldemort said that unicorns are green, they will agree to say, 'It turns out that unicorns are green, the master is really knowledgeable'.

But now, from Orion's instruction, it can be heard...

His attitude towards Voldemort is not the kind of blind worship, taking whatever he wants, but a certain calculation in his heart.

This is a bit different from what is written in history.

However, as Hermione taught, history is written by later generations, and the truth is inherently confusing, and it is difficult to distinguish right from wrong.

'It has nothing to do with me. '

The little wizard quickly put these complicated things behind him, and he thought to himself heartlessly: "I'm just here to have fun, to participate in the party, and to meet the legendary noseless loser, the Dark Lord.After leaving this era for a while, who cares about these messy things. '

But after entering the hall, Gal was suddenly disappointed.

Adult wizards gather together in twos and threes, smiling and showing each other their social skills. The translation is 'haha, I know you are talking nonsense, but I pretended to believe it', 'I know you just pretended to believe it' , but I'm going to keep talking nonsense'.

The group of underage little wizards also form gangs and have their own circles.

And because Sirius was Gryffindor, he was naturally ordered.

At present, except for Lucius Malfoy who chatted with him for the sake of his in-laws, the others...

Even if Walburga performed vividly before he fully understood the situation, it proved that Sirius was in Gryffindor and his heart was in Slytherin...

But those cunning poisonous snakes still won't easily make friends with him when the situation is unclear, so as to avoid being dragged down.

"This party is different from what I thought." Gal muttered in his heart.

With his straight-forward and simple personality, he hadn't realized that he was isolated and rejected at this time, but he was still very disappointed seeing such a cold banquet scene.

Bored and bored, his head became hot, and he ran to Walburga: "Mom, mom, let's play some lively music! Look, everyone is about to fall asleep from boredom."

Walburga, who was chatting with a few noble ladies with a reserved attitude, had the veins on his forehead twitching again.

She suddenly felt that it was definitely a huge mistake to let the eldest son come back to the banquet.

She smiled apologetically at the people around her, pulled 'Sirius' and walked towards the back.

"Mom, Mom, that's not where the music is played..." Gal said, still struggling.

"Shut up, Sirius."

Walburga took his 'son' to a hidden corner, and whispered angrily: "Now, you must follow Lucius obediently for me, don't talk nonsense, don't move around, don't play pranks on others, and don't play tricks on others. Don't run around! If you dare to cause trouble for me again and mess up such an important banquet, then, not only I will clean you up, but as the head of the Black family, Orion will also drive you out of the house without hesitation. "

"I just want to play some lively music, and I want to drive people out of the house?"

The little wizard looked at her in shock: "Is Orion really Sirius' real father?"

"If you mess up the party, maybe not," said Walburga viciously.

What she meant was that children who were kicked out of the house would not be recognized by their parents.

But Gal, who lives in the future and is mixed in the online world with mixed good and bad, quickly understands another meaning.

"What, it can also be said that it is not?"

He gaped and asked, "Then...Could it be Sirius...whose child could Sirius be? Could it be the child of Lao Wang, the neighbor next door to yours?"

"What the hell is the neighbor next door? There is no one next door to our house... the closest one is Malfoy Manor."

Walburga pretended to bow his head to help him straighten his collar, and at the same time continued to instruct him angrily: "Stop learning some crazy and unappealable nonsense from your principal."

Then, she sighed heavily, only feeling tired.

But out of insistence on the honor of the Black family, she quickly resumed her previous calm posture, turned around and planned to return to the banquet hall.Unexpectedly, with a glance out of the corner of his eye, he saw a ragged house elf hiding in a dark corner, hesitating to speak.

"Kritchie?" Ben was in a bad mood by Sirius, and when she saw the sneaky look of the house elf, she immediately snapped angrily, "Didn't I say that you are not allowed to appear in the hall?" Is it? Don’t bark, shut up! If you dare to disturb the distinguished guests, I’ll cut off your head for decoration.”

Klitsch's mouth that was about to be opened was immediately closed, as if frightened, he quickly disappeared.

But before leaving, it still gave Gal a strange look...

Apparently, wizards can't see through a Metamorphmagus' disguise, but house-elves can't mistake their masters.

Fortunately, Walburga looked down on the house-elves and drove Klich away, otherwise, Gal, the impostor, would probably have been ruined.

Gal, who didn't know that he almost exposed his secrets again, was still thinking about the phrase 'Our house is next door... the closest one is Malfoy Manor'.

'Hey, no wonder Lucius took the initiative to invite and borrow clothes. Could it be that he is half-brother? '

(Lucius: Don't make up your mind, am I taking the initiative?)

The little wizard shook his head, throwing all kinds of messy associations out of his mind, only to feel that history is really... complicated and confusing!

(Abraxas Malfoy, who was innocently lying on the gun: ... I have a problem with my head, so don't blame history.)

Another period of extremely boring garbage time followed.

Even though he didn't know what the future would look like, Gal still felt that this would definitely be the most boring party in his life, bar none.

"Grandpa Ron is talking nonsense again."

He murmured in his heart: "Slytherin held a banquet, and everyone was very serious. They were all discussing things about the wizarding world and the Ministry of Magic. How could they have a corrupt style? This boring scene, every minute People fell asleep."

When I think about it, this is the first party in my life.

The little wizard was almost disappointed and sad.

At this time, the clock struck midnight suddenly.

A house-elf of the Black family popped up, announcing in a high-pitched excited voice, "Master, Lord Voldemort is here."

In an instant, everyone seemed to be resurrected at once.

It was only then that Gal realized that it was no wonder he was so bored before, it turned out that...the Lord hadn't arrived!

Without hearing the doorbell or footsteps, Voldemort appeared quite unexpectedly.

He was wearing a simple black wizard robe, tall and straight, handsome, and extraordinary demeanor, except for his blood-red eyes, which gave off a dangerous light that made people feel daunted.

Gal was stunned again: Liar, he seems to have a nose!

On the other end, Olaine Black stood side by side with his wife for the first time.

The two stepped forward together to welcome this distinguished guest.

"It's a pleasure to have you here." The Black couple said polite words in a rare tacit understanding, with a very low posture.

Voldemort nodded slightly, with an almost condescending manner: "I am also honored to be the guest of the Black family, the oldest wizard family in the wizarding world."

Walburga suddenly smiled brightly.

Orion also put on a standard social smile, which didn't look cold, but didn't make people feel easy to talk to.

The three of them walked into the hall together, and the Black couple took half a step back slightly to show their respect.

At the same time, just as everyone in the room began to arrange their clothes nervously or excitedly, preparing to welcome the future Dark Lord in an orderly manner, the representative of the pure-blood family and the noble heir of Slytherin His Royal Highness ...

"Get out of the way, get out of the way, get out of the way!"

"You are blocking me, I can't see!"

The former evil son of the Black family, with the face of Sirius on his face, Gal, who was not afraid of tigers as a newborn calf, shouted, while excitedly pushing away the people in front of him, as if he was in a history museum and wanted to pay his respects to historical relics, and couldn't wait I really want to get a closer look at the legendary Dark Lord who turned the wizarding world upside down.

Everyone was left speechless by his behavior.

But firstly, I don't want to lose my demeanor in front of the mysterious person; secondly, I don't want to argue with children; thirdly, I want to read a joke.

So, they all turned sideways and made a direct passage for the little wizard.

In the terrified eyes of the Black couple, Sirius (Gal) has already run over without fear.