[hp] Black Dog Breeding Manual

Sirius was so excited about Harry's arrival that he wished he could finish all the things he hadn't done with Harry for 12 years in one week.

Sirius Black didn't even care about his son so much.

Although he always claims that he doesn't need parental supervision, Leonard still looks unhappy when his father's attention is really focused on another boy.He kept causing small incidents at home in an attempt to draw Sirius' attention back.

Anaska thought he might also be trying to get Harry's attention.Like other young wizards in the wizarding world, Leonard grew up hearing the name Harry Potter.Unfortunately, eight-year-old Leonard is too young to be a playmate for 14-year-old Harry.

Harry still preferred the company of Ron and Hermione, and Anaska and Sirius welcomed their frequent visits.Anyway, the most indispensable thing at 12 Grimmauld Place is the guest room.

Anaska discovers that Sirius is always trying to get Sarah to fit in with them, no matter how stiff and reluctant Sarah appears to be.

It's not that she doesn't understand Sirius' hidden thoughts.He wanted to build another layer of intimacy with Harry, and adding a father-in-law to his godfather sounded like a good idea.

However, the occurrence of love cannot be forced casually.Sarah was still a little owl without plumage, and Harry had just learned to fly, and it was too much to spark a spark between them.

The end result was that Sarah fell in love with Hermione and followed her all day listening to her teach the basics of Care of Fantastic Beasts.Both Harry and Ron were thankful to finally have someone else to keep Hermione Granger talking, instead of listening to her nagging about house-elves all day long.

Hermione seemed to care a lot about this species that only served wizards.

"Harry, are you used to living here?" Anaska added an extra slice of bread to Harry's breakfast plate, "Isn't it a bit boring?"

She couldn't help herself from worrying if Harry wouldn't feel comfortable enough in their home.

"No, not at all. This is the best summer vacation I've ever had!" Harry shook his head vigorously several times to strengthen his persuasion.

Sirius was so pleased that he reached out and ruffled the black hair Harry had inherited from James even more.

Harry laughed too, sideways slightly.

Although it has been less than a year since they formally recognized each other, the mutual trust and tacit understanding have increased rapidly.The reality was better than expected, even Anaska was surprised.

Harry was surprisingly dependent on Sirius, perhaps because it was the first time in his life that he had an elder who cared so much for him.Harry seems to give Sirius the position not only as a godfather, but as a real father.

Anaska occasionally noticed that her status in Harry's heart might not be low, but probably not as high as Sirius.

"Harry, tell me, how many secret passages in Hogwarts have you figured out?" Sirius stared at him with a slight smile, "I noticed last semester that you seem to know something. "

"I guess I know it all! Wait for me a minute, I've got something to show you." The topic of Sirius made Harry a little excited, and he ran back to his room upstairs, only to come back shortly after, breathless. , I already have an extra roll of parchment in my hand.

Sirius couldn't help raising his eyebrows slightly, and the arc of the corner of his mouth was raised a little higher.

"Given to me by Fred and George... right around the time I lost the Quidditch match and my flying broom was destroyed by the Whomping Willow, because they thought I needed a switch..." Harry said, Opening the parchment, he explained, "This is one of the best things I've ever seen, very useful..."

"I solemnly swear that I have done no good." Harry took out his wand and tapped it lightly on the parchment.

The lines drawn by the ink spread out on the paper like stretching, gradually forming a map.

In large green letters above the map: SUPPLIERS OF ACCESSORIES TO MAGical Mischief Makers Moonface, Wormtail, Padfoot, and Prongs Proudly present the Marauder's Map.

Seeing these familiar names, Anaska couldn't help but exclaimed.

These were nicknames Lupine, Pettigrew, Sirius, and James had come up with in school, long out of trial now.Anaska didn't know their origins at the time, but thinking about it now, it was probably determined by their respective animal images.

In fact, this was the first time Anaska saw such a map, but this did not prevent her from feeling nostalgic for those four nicknames.

"Cool!" Leonard leaned his head across half of the table to look at the map, "I also want a similar one for the Muggle school I go to."

Anaska reached out and wiped the names "Padfoot" and "Prongs" with her thumb.

"You've got the Marauder's Map..." Sirius said slowly, looking at Harry with an unconsciously softer look. "I dare say James is very happy. He doesn't want his child to be a bad boy." The nerd who dared to leave the lounge after the gate control."

Harry froze, he hadn't expected Sirius to know about the Marauder's Map, and mention his father.

"Prongs is your father, that's what we used to call him." Sirius pointed to the last green name, "Jaime's Animagus has a pair of big horns."

"Wait, Sirius, you mean my dad is the creator of this map?" Harry was stunned, his jaw couldn't be closed as if blocked by something, "And so are you?"

"Yes, I am Padfoot." Sirius moved his finger forward and stopped on his own nickname, "Moonface is Remus, and I don't think I need to mention who Wormtail is."

It could only be Peter Pettigrew, but no one wants to talk about that guy when they're in a good mood.

"I didn't even know you guys did this." Anaska glanced at her husband.

"Basically, I collected them every month when I went to accompany Remus. There are always many things to do on the night of the full moon." Sirius smiled and looked at the small black dot on the map, which showed that Albus Dumbledore moved quickly in the corridor, it seems that the headmaster has not left the school, "We should have figured out all the lines in Hogwarts."

Harry's gaze was glued to the "prong", as if he was about to look through it to see his father.

After a long time, he looked at Sirius, hesitated to speak again: "Then do I need to give it back to you? This map belongs to you."

"Of course not, Remus and I won't need it long ago. You keep it, it will be very convenient in school." He patted Harry on the shoulder, "I dare say, if James is still here , he will stuff this in your suitcase himself when you were in first grade."

Anaska and Harry, like an ordinary family of five, spent a few days of relaxed summer vacation life in Black's old house.

Soon, the day to see the Quidditch World Cup came as scheduled.

Sarah doesn't like crowded places, doesn't like running around, and doesn't want to go together.And Leonard was obsessed with a Muggle sport called "football", and was willing to give up this rare opportunity to watch a Quidditch match with his own eyes, and chose to go to the Muggle stadium to play football with his friends in school .

Leonard's tendency to choose honestly surprised Anaska.

She found that her son was gradually walking away in a direction different from hers.

Mrs. Weasley was not going to join the World Cup lineup, so Anaska entrusted her two and a half children.

On the morning of departure, it was dawn to be precise, the bright moonlight illuminated the cool air, and they arrived at a swamp with their portkeys.

Many people had been stationed here two weeks earlier, and the scene was very chaotic.

A Muggle in charge of the tent rental, surnamed Roberts, was probably the only person in several square kilometers who couldn't wield a wand.

"I've booked three tents." Mr. Weasley carefully counted the large roll of Muggle notes in his hand.

In order for Leonard to go to school smoothly, Anaska also had to redeem such a roll.

Mr. Weasley counted for a long time before handing over the correct amount of money to Mr. Roberts with Harry's help.

"Are you foreigners?" He chatted casually with them as he put away the money.

"No, why do you say that?" Mr. Weasley looked a little nervous.

"Many people who came here recently couldn't count the money," Mr. Roberts looked at the group of them with a tentative tone, "I don't know what happened, but the reservations for tents have suddenly become popular in recent weeks. It's... weird, it's not a peak season."

"Maybe it's just a coincidence...there are too many coincidences in the world."

"Maybe, but they look like they've got an appointment, like some underground group is throwing a party here—"

Suddenly, a wizard descended from the sky.

"Forget it all," he cried, pointing his wand at Mr. Roberts' forehead.

Anaska couldn't help feeling sympathetic to the Muggle, from the way he looked, maybe he had been cast with hundreds of Oblivion Charms in recent weeks.

And during the Quidditch World Cup, there will be hundreds of forgetting spells waiting for him.

The author has something to say: the first update in 2015! !

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In 2015, I wish you all success in the postgraduate entrance examination, the graduation party's job search, the work party's work, the senior high school girls' college entrance examination, the student party's excellent grades, the single girls find MR.Right, and the girls in love develop their relationship. Good luck, everyone is getting prettier and luckier~~=3=

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