[hp] Black Dog Breeding Manual

Anaska stood guard at the door, watching the thin Harry leave with Petunia. Two slender shadows, one long and one short, dragged a straight trajectory on the ground, gradually disappearing at the end of the road in the dusk.

Sirius had already withdrawn the magic of concealing his whereabouts at some point, he seemed to sense where Anaska was, walked over and gently took off the invisibility cloak on her body, and put his arms around her shoulders.

"Go home." Sirius pulled Anaska into his arms.

Surrounded by the familiar warm atmosphere, Anaska barely calmed down the undulating waves of bitterness in her heart, nodded slightly, and leaned her face on Sirius' chest.

They said good-bye to Mrs. Figg, and went back to their little house.

Sarah seemed to have been crying for a while because she couldn't see her mother.Usually even Sirius was useless in such situations, and Nina, being a house-elf, couldn't coax her at all.

Anaska hurried over to pick up her daughter, who was much heavier than when she was born.But for adults, it's almost like a dandelion growing into a ball of cotton.

Sarah's crying quickly turned into shallow choked sobs, and she fell asleep tiredly after a while.

Anaska put her back in the crib and kissed Sarah goodnight in her dreams.

Looking down at her daughter's peaceful sleeping face, Anaska suddenly thought that her Sarah should be happier than Harry... Both she and Sirius would give the best to this immature child in the cradle everything of.

Shortly after Harry's birthday, Albus Dumbledore set foot on the rug at Anaska and Sirius' house again.

If Anaska had a choice, what she wanted to hear was news that the Ministry had finally decided to reopen the case.However, this time it was still not.

Nevertheless, the information Dumbledore brought this time still had an explosive effect.

"Sirius, your mother, Ms. Walburga Black, has passed away." Dumbledore was rare to get straight to the point this time, without opening with sweets or anything else, "I deeply regret this."

The appearance of the unsmiling Mrs. Black appeared in her mind almost immediately, and Anaska was surprised to hear that she was no longer alive.

Although married to Walburga Black's eldest son, Anaska really doesn't communicate much with her. The last time she met face-to-face was when she was 11 years old at Christmas.The gloomy mansion and the oppressive atmosphere everywhere made Anaska feel a little uncomfortable thinking about it occasionally.To be honest, it really didn't seem like a suitable place for a Gryffindor like Sirius Black to spend his childhood.

Anaska hurriedly looked at Sirius' expression, her husband was resting on the sofa casually with his hands on the back of his head.After Dumbledore's voice fell, the room was silent for dozens of seconds.

"Oh, is it?" said Sirius casually.

"Yes, absolutely true." Dumbledore nodded, "I think you know what that means, Sirius, you are the last of the Black family."

"I'm not." Sirius retorted without hesitation even for a moment, "I have nothing to do with that family a long time ago, myself and others think so."

No one knew Sirius Black better than Anaska, and she could hear Sirius getting a little irritated.

Dumbledore's tone was calm, each word took longer than normal, and said: "Maybe what you said is right, but the magic on the house at 12 Grimmauld Place probably doesn't think so. You are the last The male surnamed Black, Sirius, I think it is now automatically in your name, along with other property accumulated by your ancestors."

There is no doubt that this is a lot of wealth. There is enough Galleons in Gringotts to pile up a small mountain.It's hard for anyone not to be moved when they hear that they have inherited such a large inheritance.

But Sirius didn't look happy at all, rather, he was rather impatient.

"I don't need these," said Sirius.

"But they do belong to you now," Dumbledore seemed to have expected his reaction, and as soon as Sirius closed his mouth, his words waited behind him, "Also, let me say a few more words, I want to Things are up to you to judge their value, and you do with them what you want—throw them in the street or donate them—I have no say in them. However, there is one thing I want you to keep, and it's exactly what you need most right now. "

Sirius said nothing.

So Dumbledore continued his preface: "The house in Grimmauld Place is yours, and, out of prudence, I suggest that you move in. You can be the house's secret keeper... There will be more than anywhere else." safer."

Anaska felt that she had already guessed that Dumbledore would say that.

The mansion of the Black family at 12 Grimmauld Place has magic that has been superimposed by the wizards of the Black family for hundreds of years to protect the house from harm and from being discovered by Muggles and other uninvited guests. Inherited by anyone with impure blood.

From a rational point of view, it is more suitable than any other place to hide a wanted man and his family.

"No, we're not going anywhere." Sirius immediately denied the proposal. When Dumbledore mentioned the mansion he used to live in, his face was full of hatred and disgust, and his hands clenched into fists unconsciously, "This The house is safe and impregnable."

Anaska naturally didn't want to leave her home, except for the seven years she studied at Hogwarts and the short time she lived in Hogsmeade Village, she almost always lived in this house.This is not a very luxurious house, but there is a warm family atmosphere everywhere.

She and Sirius are on the same line.

To show her attitude, Anaska gently covered Sirius' fist with her hand, and looked at Dumbledore firmly with him.

Anaska was immediately held back by Sirius.

Albus Dumbledore was still smiling, as if he hadn't received a firm refusal at all, and his long white beard fell smoothly down to the ground.

"You have to know that this is just a timid old man's conservative suggestion, not persecution. However... something may happen recently. The Ministry of Magic suddenly caught a large number of Death Eaters who slipped through the net on a small island in the middle of the Atlantic Ocean. This seems to cause some panic..." Dumbledore's tone was calm, "Think about it again, if you change your mind, you can move there at any time, after all, it belongs to your private property."

"That's nothing to think about," said Sirius. "Sarah wouldn't like that place."

Dumbledore paused briefly.

"Sometimes the magic of time is unbelievable, and it's nice that you're a father too, and I think it's good for you to learn to take care of a little girl that's in your blood... She's a beautiful girl, Exactly like mother, isn't it?" said Dumbledore kindly, "but I've mentioned this for your child's sake as well. I would venture to guess that you and Anaska did not give her love for living change, doesn't it?"

Sirius tried not to look into Dumbledore's still eyes behind his tilted glasses.

"Sirius, it's love and education that determine a child's growth, not the house they live in." Dumbledore spoke slowly, smiling, "Of course, I have to admit that I'm talking about this to convince you, but even I believe what I say is true.”

After seeing Dumbledore off, Sirius was soon as happy as ever.

He totally dismissed Dumbledore's suggestion as a suggestion and didn't bring it up again.Anaska knew very well that Sirius didn't like being put together with the Black family and had no interest in the old mansion, so she didn't talk about it anymore.

However, Dumbledore's news was accurate.The Ministry of Magic tried its best to conceal the news that Death Eaters slipped through the net, but the reporters were always all-pervasive, and it didn't take long for such explosive news to be suppressed.

Several media outlets published the news on a large page at the same time, and several unofficial newspapers condemned the government's incompetence at the same time, and also cited the absconded felon Sirius Black, who has no news so far.

The number of dementors, which had almost subsided, increased again, and Anaska was interrogated by the Aurors twice in a week.I don't know if her expression was not natural enough, the Aurors obviously didn't believe her words, and maybe they listed her as a key suspect... In short, Anaska didn't feel very comfortable.

"I heard from other villagers in Hogsmeade that you have been reclusive for the past two years..." An old Auror scanned her up and down with eagle-like eyes, "I guess there is a reason for this?"

Of course, she couldn't let others find out that she was pregnant, and she had to take care of the little Sarah in the future.

Anaska's heart was beating fast, but she tried not to panic, "I was sick and I haven't fully recovered yet. Besides, I asked Lupine to help me look after the store, so I didn't have to stay in the store all day long." Here, occasionally going elsewhere... I mean, recuperating."

"Really?" The other party's face was full of distrust.

Anaska anxiously stroked the fur on the back of the big black dog lying beside her.She guessed that her face must be pale, which could make her casual lies more believable.

The Aurors left, but so many dementors were left around her house in Hogsmeade that the others thought she still lived there.

Not long after, the Ministry of Magic sent another group of people to turn Anaska's shop upside down.

So far, the Black couple's heart to stay in their own home is still unshakable, but soon, something happened that really made them start to reconsider Albus Dumbledore's suggestion.

The author has something to say: Thank you very much for throwing a grenade in Huajian Wujiu girl! !╰(*°▽°*)╯

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Let me report on the progress of the review. I have read the first book and two-thirds of the second book...

I took the reading, writing and translating exam on Wednesday, and I haven't reviewed it yet, so light the wax for me.