[hp] Black Dog Breeding Manual

July 1995, 7 Grimmauld Place.

Anaska felt that the living room was crowded with too many people.

It had been a very strange experience since she had decided to marry Sirius and lived in hiding like a mole for 12 years.

Voldemort is back.

Harry had seen the notorious devil himself, and recognized his loyal Death Eaters.

Professor Albus Dumbledore had long predicted that this day would come sooner or later, and he did not intend to sit still.The Order of the Phoenix regrouped, using the old house of the Black family as its base.Apart from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, there is no safer house in the world than this one.

Therefore, at this time Anaska's living room was full of members of the Order of the Phoenix, and since the meeting that Dumbledore was planning to hold had not yet started, people were doing their own things.Among them are familiar faces that they have known more than ten years ago, and there are also new faces.

Nymphadora Tonks, who had just become a real Auror as she wished, was sitting next to Anaska, her face and facial features seemed to be different from before.She was looking around the house curiously.

"I heard my mother talk about this house, and it's not what I imagined." Tonks said sincerely, "I thought it would be more gloomy..."

Tonks' mother was also a Black once, called Andromeda, cousin of Sirius and sister of Bellatrix Black and Narcissa Black.But she was removed from the family tapestry for marrying a Muggle-born wizard.

Now, however, that old tapestry has been covered by a new one.

"There were gloomy times before, but we had to live here at that time." Anaska found herself recalling these events in a nostalgic tone, "Both Sirius and I didn't like the original decoration, So a few changes were made... Did you notice those two taped-up curtains on the first-floor gallery?"

"Of course, what is that?"

"Sirius' mother, she screams when the curtains are opened, and then all the other portraits scream..."

Because of the relationship and the chance to meet in the past, Tonks often came to talk to Anaska.She had just joined the Order of the Phoenix, and was not very familiar with everything.

Anaska is also very fond of this rare disguise magus, she is warm and generous, with the childishness, innocence and adventurous spirit of a 21-year-old young man.

The fireplace flickered and spewed a cloud of ash, and Remus Lupine stepped out in his tattered robes.

He patted the ashes off his body and walked to Anaska's side.

Tonks moved aside to make room for Lupine to sit down, but he didn't.

"Is it going to start?" Lupine asked, looking at Anaska, looking haggard, almost bloodless, and seemed very tired.

He was even thinner than usual, and his robes looked empty.

"Not yet." Tonks replied quickly, "You came just in time."

Lupine shifted his gaze to Tonks, paused, and then nodded, "Okay, thank you."

His momentary stagnation was probably because he didn't understand who was answering his question.Tonks was new here, and Lupine had been on some important mission for Dumbledore lately and was often missing.I'm afraid they haven't seen each other much.

Sirius also came down from the stairs at this time. He was very happy to see Lupine, put his arms around his shoulders and pushed him to the other side, and the two went to chat.

The minute hand on the wall moved a little further to the right.Dumbledore suddenly appeared in the middle of the living room, no doubt apparating.

Everyone in the room cheered up and looked up at the old man with a beard mopping the floor.

No need to say anything else, it will start now.

Dumbledore's gaze scanned the room slowly.

"Thank you very much to all of you for gathering here in spite of your busy schedule," he said. "I summoned you today because of an important matter that you may have heard of."

His voice sank.

"Voldemort, you're back."

Hearing this name, many people shuddered visibly.

"Dumbledore, can't you not say his name..." A short wizard trembled so badly that his speech became broken.

His name was Mundungus Fletcher, a wizard of rather low social status, always well informed.However, compared with others, he lacks the spirit of fearless sacrifice, so most members of the Order look down on him.

Anaska pressed her body hard, trying to restrain the trembling desire.She was able to speak Voldemort's name, but since the demon became flesh, this frightening power seemed to have increased a lot.

"I just want you to understand," Dumbledore said, turning to Mundungus with a smile, "Voldemort is not scary. As long as you overcome your fear, everyone can say his name."

There was another widespread shudder in the living room.

"We held the Triwizard Tournament last year. We thought we had made sufficient preparations this time, but in the end one player, Cedric Diggory, lost his young life." Dumbledore lowered his voice, It became very sad, "It was Voldemort who killed him."

The living room trembled again, and Anaska bowed her head.She knew the boy Cedric, a gentlemanly and handsome Hufflepuff who was also a good Seeker and even beat Harry at Quidditch.

Dumbledore did not stop his speech: "Voldemort's target is the boy who has defeated him once and is regarded as his old enemy, Harry Potter."

"The Boy Who Lived..." "Harry Potter..."

Everyone in the Order of the Phoenix was shaken, and Harry's name kept leaking through the cracks in the whispers.

Anaska felt her heart twitch faintly, she subconsciously wanted to pull Sirius Black, but Sirius Black was standing with Lupine, his brows were furrowed, staring at Dumbledore intently.

"Harry was smart and brave, and he didn't let Voldemort's plan succeed. But I don't think Voldemort will give up. He will continue to find ways to hurt Harry, and Harry is our hope. Therefore, I look forward to What everyone here is doing—" Dumbledore's blue eyes scanned the living room, "gather your strength to keep Harry Potter safe."

There was a brief silence, and even the sound of a feather falling on the ground would seem abrupt for a second.

"What are we going to do?" Kingsley Shacklebolt asked in a low voice. He was a tall dark-skinned wizard who could give others a sense of security for nothing.

"Harry still needs to live with his aunt for a while, and during this time, everyone takes turns to keep him safe-preferably in the dark, so as not to make Harry suspicious... until August, we will take him Come here, this is the safest place, and it happens to be the home of Harry's godfather." Dumbledore looked at the black-haired man standing in the corner with his arms propped against the wall.

The corners of Sirius' mouth lifted slightly, revealing a smile that was both proud and joyful.

Dumbledore continued to face everyone, "When we go to pick up Harry, we need an advance guard to confirm that it is Harry Potter himself, and spare no effort to protect him from his aunt's house. Then , has anyone volunteered?"

Naturally, Sirius would not be slower than anyone else, and Anaska raised her hand without hesitation, and then she found that most of the people's hands were stopped in mid-air as high as hers.

"Great! Thank you." Dumbledore smiled with joy, "I'm glad to see you all so brave."

"Who wouldn't want to meet Harry Potter?" Hastia Jones was a plump, kindly looking witch.

"Yes," Emmeline Vance sat demurely, but the smile on her mouth was deeper than that of a typical lady. "We have to meet him... the son of James and Lily, he must be as good as his parents."

Dumbledore's eyes were full of tenderness, "It's true, Harry's courage and wisdom have always grown beyond my expectations. But..."

For a moment he looked sad.

"Harry has to bear too much. If possible, I hope to give him the responsibilities he cannot get rid of later. Let him at least enjoy the happiness of ordinary children for a few more years."

The meeting ended and most of the wizards left.

Nymphadora Tonks still wanted to continue talking to Anaska.

"You've met Harry, haven't you?" Tonks said enviously. "I've heard his name since I was a few years old, but I never knew what he looked like."

"He's very much like his father, even the way his hair stands on end." Sirius came over at this moment, resting his hands on the back of the sofa, casually inserted into their conversation.

Hearing what he said, Remus Lupine smiled gently on his weather-beaten face, this expression made him look at least ten years younger, "Yeah, he is a copy of James, except for the eyes, the eyes More like Lily."

The green almond eyes are Anaska's favorite part of Harry, she can trace the outline of Lily's eyes without opening them.

"But I don't know what his father looks like." Tonks blinked, even more puzzled.

When the Potters died, Nymphadora Tonks was only seven or eight years old, and it was impossible for her to know James and Lily.

"If you want to see it," Anaska said kindly, "I have a lot of pictures in my closet."

The author has something to say: I am very grateful to the little angel of true love who whispered in the middle of the night and no sister paper threw me another grenade ╰(*°▽°*)╯

The first grenade of the new year, I love you! ! ~~~

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_(:з」∠)_The holiday is over, and the two-week exam week begins...

I'm going to start the master mode... I can't help but use my mobile phone TAT in class all semester

So if you haven't updated every day for two weeks... please don't kill me, thank you TAT