Silhouettes of HP

What do you think is good to hang on the top of the tree? "

Seeing Sirius so happy, Harry couldn't help smiling. Sirius had been on the run in the past, living a very depressing life, and now he can finally see him enjoying his life.

Harry took out his new wand, waved it lightly, and a huge, transparent five-pointed star appeared on top of the tree.

"Let's do that first," Harry laughed, "I'll decorate it at night when it gets dark."

"Didn't the Ministry of Magic stipulate that minors are not allowed to use magic outside of school?" Seeing that Harry was acting so naturally, Remus asked doubtfully, "We didn't add protective spells here."

Harry put away the dark purple wand in his hand before explaining, "This was a birthday present from Professor Snape last year, and it was not registered."

To Sirius, this name is more evil than black magic. He looked dissatisfiedly at Harry who couldn't help smiling at the mention of this name, and then snorted coldly: "I'll buy you a better one tomorrow!"

Sirius was so nervous that he didn't expect that, but Remus was very surprised by this. Harry is the descendant of two Gryffindors, even if he was sorted into Slytherin House, he still inherited some Gryffindor anxiety in his bones. It is normal to not take the regulations seriously.It was not quite right for Snape, who was always cautious and strict, to accompany him to make such a fuss.Remus frowned, but said nothing.

Harry: "..." Why does he need so many wands for nothing? !

Probably Remus also felt that something was wrong, he coughed dryly, and said to Sirius, "Why don't you consider buying a broomstick for Harry?"

Just as Sirius was about to agree, he saw Harry smiling and shaking his head in refusal: "No need, it's useless for me to ask for that." He hasn't bought a broom since he was reborn, and it's a reason why he doesn't need it. After all, he's in Hogwarts now. He can even apparate, but in the final analysis he still wants the rocket crossbow that will be on the market in a year. Now, whether it is the Nimbus 2000 or 2001, the performance is far worse than the professional-grade rocket crossbow.

Now it was Sirius' turn to be surprised: "It's useless? Didn't you join the Quidditch team? Aren't you already in the second year?"

Harry shook his head, "No."

Sirius was anxious: "Did that snot-nosed man not let you participate? You can't play Quidditch badly! You know your father was the best Chaser in the school back then!"

Harry shrugged and raised the corners of his lips into a very Snape-like smile: "Sorry, I'm afraid of heights."

Sirius: "..."

Remus: "..."

The Godfather of Big Dog has never regretted that he has been in Azkaban for 11 years!His lovely godson was completely brainwashed by that damned snot!

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☆、Chapter 105

Back inside, Harry saw Kreacher busy in the kitchen, apparently preparing for the upcoming Christmas dinner.He looked at Black's old house, which was neat but obviously lacking something, and shook his head silently.

"Sirius," Harry said, turning to his godfather who had followed him into the house, "where did you get that fir tree?"

"A forest quite far from here," Sirius said, "I apparated there early in the morning."

"Are there any sages there?" It is also one of the Christmas traditions to arrange sages at home on Christmas. Without sages, the place is empty and has no festive atmosphere.

"No." Sirius regretted.He also wanted sagebrush, but he couldn't find any in the woods. He planned to go to Diagon Alley to buy some in the afternoon.

"Then I'll go buy some," Harry said immediately, worrying that he would not have a chance to go out, "don't wait for me to eat lunch."

"Where are you going? I'll accompany you!" The godfather of the big dog said anxiously.

Harry smiled and shook his head, "No need, I'll go to Diagon Alley, and I won't be back too late."

"I'll take you..." Before he could say "go", Sirius saw Harry disappear before his eyes in an instant.

"Apparation?" Sirius turned his head to Remus in disbelief, and asked in surprise, "Isn't this something that people over 17 can learn?"

Remus, who saw this scene, couldn't help feeling: "Severus dotes on him very much." He condoned Harry's violation of the Ministry of Magic's regulations, using a wand outside of school, and taught him spells that he shouldn't be learning at his age.They had never imagined that the usually sullen and indifferent man would treat Harry like this.

"Damn snot!" Sirius was very dissatisfied, "Didn't he think that Harry would be separated if he failed to apparate?!" No wonder Harry was so angry with the evil Slater when he saw Harry for the first time. I'm so dependent!Who is Harry's godfather?

Of course, Harry didn't go to Diagon Alley, the destination of his apparition was Prince Manor.There are a lot of shrubs in the Prince Manor, so he won't spend money on them.

Standing at the gate of Prince Manor, Harry didn't press the ring to summon Snape, but took out his new wand and cast an offensive spell directly at the manor.

Sure enough, Snape came in a short while. Seeing this little green-eyed monster, he had the urge to beat someone up.He was teaching Draco Occlumency when he suddenly felt the ring of the Patriarch of the Prince family tightening in his hand. It was obvious that someone was destroying the defense system of the manor.He came in a hurry, but saw a little bastard who made his teeth itch with hatred, smiling brightly at him.

"Why, is the defense system of the Prince Manor satisfying His Excellency the Savior?" Snape said angrily.

Harry immediately threw himself into the opponent's arms, "I just don't want to disturb Salazar, he should still be resting."

Snape reluctantly accepted this reason, he opened the door of the manor and let the two of them in, "Then please tell the savior to his humble dean, what is the importance of your presence at the manor where you condescend to come here?"

"I wanted to get some shrubs, it's Christmas," Harry explained after Snape.

Snape turned around, feeling the urge to beat someone up again. He stared coldly at Harry's innocent green eyes, and said, "So, the savior is going to use the shrubs here to decorate the kennel?"

Harry grabbed the corner of Snape's clothes, very aggrieved and tangled: "I really can't find it."

Snape picked up the little bastard in his arms, and then slapped his butt hard, "I thought His Excellency knew what Diagon Alley was!" His voice distorted.

Anyway, it wasn't the first time he was beaten up, and Harry acted like he was used to it, "But I'm short of money." He said weakly, his delicate voice that hadn't yet reached the stage of changing his voice made people feel extremely pitiful.

Snape, who was familiar with this little bastard's acting skills, couldn't help grinding his teeth, "Is the dignified Black family so destitute that even a parasite can't afford it? Or does the savior need to discuss his pocket money with Lord Slytherin?! "

"Don't!" Harry screamed, forget about the rest, if Master Snake found out that he was joking like this, he would probably accompany Snape to beat him up, "I just want to see you!"

Snape finally let him go, and looked at Harry standing in front of him with an unfathomable expression, "I thought we met only this morning." He went to the "kennel" to give Lord Snake Zu Delivering the medicine, he didn't return to Malfoy Manor until two o'clock in the middle of the night.

In a few words, the two of them had already reached the side of the big tree where the parasites grew.After all, it is a family of potions, and the shrubs here are growing extremely well, and the lush green looks extra warm in the silver snow all over the sky.

Snape was about to wave his wand to help him pick it, but Harry suddenly stood on tiptoe and kissed Snape's lips.

Snape would never refuse a hug from someone. Taking advantage of his height, he pushed Harry against a tree, seized the initiative, and then bit the other person's lip hard.

The violent friction between lips and teeth had a slight tinge of sex, and Harry was so oppressed that he could hardly breathe, struggling desperately to get some precious oxygen.

Sensing that the body in his arms was a little limp, Snape finally let go of his hand mercifully.Harry leaned against Snape's arms and panted desperately, his warm breath sprayed on his neck, causing his throat to tighten, and he almost had the urge to directly possess him, but luckily his self-control was strong enough.

After a long time, Harry finally regained his composure. Under Snape's unbelievably deep gaze, he couldn't help lowering his head.

"The kiss under the mistletoe?" Snape's voice raised slightly, "Should I praise the savior for his experience?" He deliberately made an excuse to lure him to the Prince Manor, just for this?

Harry's cheeks were slightly flushed, and when he looked up at Snape, there were tears in his emerald green eyes, obviously caused by the kiss just now.He quickly shook his head and said, "I didn't..." But his words were obviously lacking in confidence. He remembered that when he was in fifth grade, he and Qiu Zhang...

Fortunately, the old bat didn't know about this, otherwise he would definitely ridicule himself in various ways.Harry secretly stuck out his tongue.

"I just wanted to see you," Harry explained in a low voice, "It's just the two of us."

Snape sighed silently, stretched out his hand to rub the other party's hair, and then walked into the dining room of his family with this little troll named Potter.

Sasha, the house elf who hadn't seen her master for another half a year, was very excited when she saw them, so she hurriedly lit the fireplace for them, poured tea and asked the other house elves to prepare lunch.The master was spending Christmas at Prince Manor. Although they didn't know in advance, they still tried their best to cook a sumptuous meal, which made Harry and Snape extremely satisfied.

The time with the one he loves is always short, and Harry made an excuse to come out. After lunch and got the sage, he had to hurry back to Grimmauld Place. Before parting, he asked Snape if he could Visit Black's old house with Narcissa Draco.

To this, Snape replied: "I don't want to see a dog that only barks when it sees people."

Harry took the other's hand and shook his head desperately, "Sirius won't go too far, Remus is here too."

Snape glared at him, "Mr. Potter, just tell me if you don't want me to go!" There was absolutely no way he would wrong himself to be in the same room with a wolf who could only laugh and a dog who could only bark!

Harry pouted, and had to Apparate back by himself.

Sirius and Remus, who were sitting in the living room waiting for him, were finally relieved to see him back safe and sound.Apparation is not a simple magic, if something goes wrong, it will be a tragedy of body separation, so during Harry's absence, Sirius gnashed Snape's teeth in various ways.

Harry picked a lot of shrubs in Prince Manor, more than enough to decorate the whole old Black house.Kreacher was still preparing dinner in the kitchen, so the three did it themselves.

If Sirius knew where the green plants in his hands came from, he would probably throw them into the fireplace and burn them immediately. Of course, Harry would not tell in his next life.

They started with the Christmas tree, then the basement with the kitchen and dining room.On the first floor, Harry accidentally bumped into an umbrella stand made of a troll's leg. When the umbrella stand was shaking, he accidentally knocked open a moth-eaten and moldy curtain. It was too late for Harry to make a quick fix. The three of them heard only the loud crash of the umbrella stand, accompanied by a terrible, deafening, blood-curdling scream.

"You—you, prodigal son, the disgrace of the family, the evil seed I gave birth to! Get out of here!"

Harry looked up. It was a life-size portrait of an old lady in a black hat.She was drooling, her eyes rolling, and she was staring at Sirius, who was trying to cover the snake pattern in the hall with parasites, the yellow skin on her face was taut with screaming.

Walburga Black, Sirius' mother, was awakened.

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☆、Chapter 106

Sirius and Remus rushed over immediately, trying to forcefully pull the two curtains full of insect holes.

"Shut up, old witch!" Sirius said harshly.

Old Mrs. Black was still screaming, and Harry couldn't help covering his ears.

"Scum of the Black family! Freak! Dirty and sinful bastard, get out of my ancestral house..."

Panting, Sirius finally drew the curtain.Immediately, Black's old house returned to tranquility, but Harry still felt the aftermath of the sound echoing in the room.

"Very well, Harry, it seems that you have met my mother." Sirius said coldly.

Harry pretended to be puzzled, "Your, mother?"

Sirius shrugged, "Yeah, my dear and good mother, cast a permanent paste charm on the back of this portrait. Remus and I have tried every means to get this portrait down these few months. .” There was frustration in his voice.

Harry smiled softly, and then said: "Okay, Sirius, leave this to me, you and Remus can go decorate the upstairs room, see you in the kitchen later, Kreacher is too old, I think we have to help it."

"Leave it to you?" Remus' dark blue eyes were full of doubts.

"I don't think you want to hear Mrs. Black screaming like this every time?" Harry explained with a smile, "I'm a Slytherin, so it would be better for me to persuade her."

Remus winked at him, obviously pleased about it, and he didn't want to accidentally hear that long-lasting, deadly scream.Sirius opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but he dragged him upstairs.

Seeing that they all disappeared at the head of the stairs, Harry cast a Silencing Charm mixed with the Confusion Charm.Firstly, there was no need for Sirius to hear that call again, and secondly, there were some things he didn't want his godfather to know, at least not yet.

He took out his new wand, and opened the veil over the portrait of old Mrs. Black.

"you this……"

The deafening voices began to echo in Black's old house again, and Harry couldn't help but consider whether to throw a "Lock tongue and throat" to the other party, but considering that he would have to negotiate with the other party later, he suppressed his inner thoughts.

"That's enough," Harry said coldly, staring at old Mrs. Black's sallow face, "It's the first time I know that the ancestors of the Black family are so reserved, they only make this kind of scream like seeing a ghost , if nobles only greet guests with screams, I think it’s better not to be nobles.”

If Sirius or Remus were around, Harry would definitely be taken aback. The current Harry doesn't look like a 13-year-old child at all, he looks like an adult, his emerald green eyes are cold and emotionless , not to mention the innocence that only children have.It's a pity that Harry's spell is perfect and without any flaws, they won't find the abnormality here at all.

"Who are you? What qualifications do you have to accuse me?!" Mrs. Black roared, her eyes protruding slightly because of anger, looking a little scary.

Harry raised one corner of his lips, and said sarcastically, "Sirius is also your son, the current head of the Black family. It really reflects the glory of the Black family that you treat the owner's guests like this."

"It's not up to you, a Gryffindor, to dictate the glory of the Black family." Old Mrs. Black snorted coldly.

Harry couldn't help the smile on his lips, "Who told you that I'm from Gryffindor College?"

The old Mrs. Black looked at him in surprise. She regarded the eldest son who was assigned to Gryffindor as a shame to the family, and her son was unwilling to return to Black, the Slytherin family.Her portrait was drawn up so that she couldn't make a sound, but it didn't mean she couldn't hear. She knew that the boy in front of her was Sirius' godson. Since he was a godson, he must be the child of a good friend. Doubtful Gryffindor, like James Potter, but wouldn't the offspring of Gryffindor be Gryffindor?This is as incredible as his own son.

"You're not a Hufflepuff, are you?" Mrs. Black mocked.She didn't believe that Sirius, who had always hated the family, would bring back a Slytherin godson.

Harry's smile was more obvious: "I'm sorry to disappoint you, Mrs. Black, I'm a Slytherin."

"Slytherin?" Disbelief was evident in her dark eyes.

Harry didn't bother to explain any more, he picked up the wand in his hand, and then a signature spell struck between the two, and a transparent "Harry James Slytherin Potter" appeared in front of old Mrs Black, among which "Slytherin Potter" Leitlin" is particularly striking in this long list of names.

"You!" Old Mrs. Black looked at Harry from disdain to amazement, and then to respect.

Out of respect for the four founders of Hogwarts, wizards of later generations will never add their surnames to their children's names unless they are related by blood.

"Are you a descendant of Slytherin like the man who can't even mention his name?" Mrs. Black asked, "But isn't your surname Potter?" The Potter family has no direct blood relationship with Slytherin , Could it be his mother's family? "What's your mother's last name?"

Thanks to this weird conversation, Harry found that the portraits that only woke up when the old Mrs. Black screamed were all ears listening now.And among these portraits was Phineas Nigellus Black, Harry had not forgotten that there was another portrait of him in the headmaster's office at Hogwarts.

So he didn't want to explain too much, after all, his relationship with Salazar was still a secret.Harry wanted Sirius to live a clean life for a few years, but he didn't intend to publish all this mess.

"It has nothing to do with my mother." Harry said simply, "And don't compare me to Voldemort either."

A certain taboo name gasps all portraits from the same period as Mrs. Black.Old Mrs. Black almost screamed again.

"His real name is Tom Riddle," Harry shrugged, disdainfully, "he's just a half-breed, do you really think he's a descendant of Salazar Slytherin?"

"You bullshit!"

"This is impossible!"

"He can speak snake language, which is a special ability of the Slytherin family!"

The portraits started chirping almost at the same time. It seemed that after Prince, there was another family whose ancestors' portraits were messed up by Voldemort.Harry complained silently in his heart.

He couldn't help sneering, "Don't you know that the surname Riddle belongs to Muggles?" He glanced coldly across a row of portraits, and then continued, "I don't believe that the nobles you used to be in the wizarding world I have heard this surname before, and his mother is a pure-blood Gaunt family. But the woman surnamed Gaunt used a love potion to charm a Muggle, and then gave birth to a child for him, It's a pity that she forgot that there is a time limit for the love potion, once the time has passed... Tsk tsk, if you force someone who doesn't love you to fall in love with you, no matter how you think about it, the consequences will not be very good."

The portraits in the room were shocked by the news, and they looked at Harry with obvious indigestion.

Harry continued to rub salt into the wounds of this crazy pure-blooded family, "How can you be sure that he is a descendant of Slytherin? Can he speak Parseltongue, or that locket? The Slytherin family does speak Parseltongue, But it’s not necessarily Slytherin who can speak Parseltongue, as for the locket...it’s indeed Lord Slytherin’s stuff, but I can find a box of his relics, so it doesn’t prove anything at all.”

Portraits: "..."

Looking at these portraits with strange expressions, Harry silently lit a candle for Black's ancestors in his heart. It's hard for anyone to have their outlook on life and values ​​subverted.

After a long time, a Black finally spoke up: "Do you have evidence?" Although he was questioning, he obviously lacked confidence.

Harry just smiled lightly at this, "I will give you the evidence, but not now, when the time is right, I will bring someone to meet you." He turned his gaze back to Mrs. Black, "Also, Naxi and I Sha's son Draco Malfoy is a friend, and Draco will come here as a guest in a few days, are you going to welcome the Malfoy family with screams?"

After finishing speaking, he put a "lock tongue and throat" on the portraits in this room. There are too many secrets revealed today, and he can't let them spread around before he has a countermeasure.Then he didn't respond by looking at the portraits in this room, and immediately Apparated and disappeared in place.He has said what should be said, and it is none of his business how to do it.

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☆、Chapter 107

Harry's destination this time was a secret room in Hogwarts that Salazar had been using as his living room.The last time he was found by Voldemort, he didn't change the room, because even if he changed the other party, he could still find him from the Room of Requirement, so the only thing he did was to seal the connecting passage between the Room of Requirement and this place. Anyway, Voldemort didn't know where the real entrance was. .

"Are you okay?" Seeing that Salazar was still half leaning on the bed with a pale face, Harry couldn't help worrying.

Salazar was very happy to see him come in. He smiled and said, "It's much better. There won't be any problems after two days of rest."

Harry nodded silently.

"What's the matter?" Christmas Eve was about to come, and it was time for a family reunion. Harry came to him suddenly at this time, so he probably didn't just care about his health.

Harry was a little shy. He embarrassedly told Salazar about persuading the portrait of the Black family this afternoon, and asked him what he should do.He announced his magic signature on the spur of the moment. If he was not prepared, it was hard to guarantee that things would not get out of control.Marriage in pure-blood families is a tradition, and each family member has more or less ties to other families, except of course, except for the gloomy and indifferent Prince.Therefore, their portraits will be hung everywhere, and it is very convenient to string them together, so news is very easy to circulate everywhere.

"Lock tongue and throat" can make them unable to speak temporarily, but after all, it is time-sensitive, and Harry has to find other ways when the time comes. He can't cast this spell on the portraits of Black's old house every once in a while. .

"How long were you going to keep it a secret?" Salazar asked.

Harry twisted his fingers tangledly, then frowned and said, "I haven't thought about it yet, but at least the guy who ran out of the crown has to be dealt with."

Harry knew that the reason why Salazar didn't directly kill Tom Riddle at the beginning was because the other party lived in Kelly Lestrange's body. If he killed him, people would only think that he killed Kelly Rice Trange is not Voldemort, so Salazar has to dig a trap for the other party to jump, so that he can justifiably kill him for the reason of hurting Hogwarts students without being caught by the Ministry of Magic. Waste can take advantage of.

However, Tom Riddle wants to be the "Heir of Slytherin" wholeheartedly. If Harry's real name is announced now, he only needs to think carefully and realize that he has no chance at all, so he will make a decision at that time. No one can predict what will happen.

"There is one," Sara reminded Harry, looking at Harry who was thinking hard, "it's a compulsory secrecy spell, but it's also black magic, which can make a spelled person or portrait unable to say things you don't want them to say .”

Harry couldn't help laughing, he knew that looking for Salazar was the wisest choice.

After learning a new spell, Harry played with Salazar for a while before going back.At this time, Sarah has found eight of the parchments left by Lord Gryffindor, and it shouldn't take too long for the remaining two.

When they returned to Grimmauld Place, Sirius and Remus hadn't noticed that he was gone, and before the "lock tongue and throat" had expired, Harry threw the newly learned spell at the row of portraits as fast as he could , then clapped his hands and walked to the kitchen.The rest of the portraits in the room could only stare blankly after feeling his magical power.

Kreacher was still busy in the kitchen, a large goose was being put into the oven by it, Harry swallowed uncontrollably, then continued to stare at Kreacher.

"Does Master Potter have any orders?" Kreacher stopped what he was doing, and looked at Harry with a pair of dark eyes.

Harry shook his head, "I wanted to ask you, is there anything you want for Christmas?"

After finishing speaking, Harry regretted it, because the movements of the house elf who had been lonely for too long obviously froze, and then began to bang his head against the wall again, "Little Master Potter is going to give Kreacher a Christmas present! Kreacher actually has It's an honor to receive the Christmas gift from little master Potter! Little master Potter is the one who cares about Kreacher the most after little master Regulus..."

Harry's balls hurt, and talking to house-elves is a real chore.Obviously, in his previous life, he had prepared Christmas gifts for Dobby, so why didn't he have such a big reaction?Is the difference between the same house elves so big?

Just when he was about to reach out to stop the nervous house elf, Sirius' voice suddenly came out: "Hey, I said Harry, you got rid of my good mother so quickly?" , a tall and handsome figure appeared in the kitchen.

Remus followed behind Sirius, smiling gently at Harry, "When I asked Sirius if he wanted to take a look, he said no, saying that you shouldn't be able to convince those stubborn portraits so quickly."

Harry stuck out his tongue, "Then have you tried the effect?" He didn't close the curtain on Mrs. Black's portrait before leaving, so Sirius must have seen her when they came down just now.

Sirius scratched his head, and said, "I'm sure she doesn't like me." But at least he didn't make that horrible scream like torture.In fact, old Mrs. Black only snorted coldly when she saw Sirius this time, and turned her head away.

"Thank you." Remus smiled at Harry.

With Kreacher working, Sirius and Remus, who were considering whether to buy some semi-finished food two days ago, saved a lot of worry. They tidied up the table, and then asked Kreacher to deliver the dinner. .

Dinner is naturally extremely rich, roast goose, raisin pudding, baked vegetables, pies of various flavors.The warm candlelight surrounded the three of them, making them look extra warm.

Harry thought of his lover who was a guest at Malfoy Manor, and sighed silently. If the two of them wanted to make their relationship public, they would have to wait at least a year or two. Who would let him wear it back at such a young age? It's about the grade.

Uh...Harry recalled every detail of getting along with Snape in the fifth year, and then thought... It would be good to wait a few more years, he really doesn't like self-torture.

He picked up the wand and waved it at the Christmas tree. Immediately, countless stars overflowed from the front of the wand, and then circled around the Christmas tree little by little. Immediately, the whole Christmas tree seemed to fall into the Milky Way, crystal clear and bright.This is a purely decorative spell that he found in Salazar's Chamber of Secrets. If the magic is strong enough, it can keep the starlight alive for a week.In the early days of Hogwarts, every Christmas, they would add this spell to the corridors, halls and dormitories of the school, so that the school would be like a fairyland, and the stars could be touched by reaching out.

"Professor Snape taught you this too?" Remus couldn't help laughing as he looked at Harry's results.

Harry shook his head, and then said, "I saw it in a book, the school library book." It's not wrong to say that, Salazar's book collection is also the school's.

"Harry likes reading so much, why wasn't he assigned to Ravenclaw?" Remus asked.

"I don't like reading books," Harry explained with a smile, "I'm just curious about spells. I grew up in the Muggle world and never had any exposure to magic, so it's interesting to see these now." Now give With such an answer, they wouldn't be too surprised if they find out that he knows advanced magic in the future, and it can also explain why he was sorted into Slytherin. After all, ambition is one of the admissions criteria of this academy.

Sirius seemed a little dissatisfied with his answer, he muttered: "James' kid doesn't like Quidditch, but he likes to read weird books." He thought for a while, and then asked: "Does Harry like Wizard Chess?" ?”

Harry: "..." Did his godfather pick out questions that he didn't know?So he shook his head embarrassingly, "I only watched other people play."

Sirius, who wanted to change his godson from the impression that "only Professor Snape can teach me", finally found a way. After Christmas dinner, he took out a pair of old-looking wizard chess to teach Ha The profit fell.

Harry has always disliked wizard chess. The abuse between the chess pieces and the instructions to the chess players make him, who is easily disturbed, particularly at a loss.So he is only in a state of understanding of this thing. He couldn't beat Ron before, and now he can't beat Draco even with the IQ of a 20-year-old adult.Sirius is a good player. Not only does he have extremely high operating skills, but he also has some weird spells, such as how to make chess pieces swear, thereby angering the opponent and affecting the opponent's thoughts.

At this, Remus could only shake his head desperately - why did Snape teach Harry serious and useful knowledge, but you taught these messy prank spells?

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☆、Chapter 108

In the early morning of Christmas, Harry woke up very early, he quickly washed up and ran to the Christmas tree.Perhaps it was because he celebrated the festival at Grimmauld Place this year, and he didn't receive many gifts, at least not as many as last year.

What Draco gave him this time was a delicate water glass, which could change the water inside into various flavors.There is also a box of Narcissa's newly made small desserts with it, including blueberry, chocolate, cheese, cream, strawberry and various flavors.There was also a card in the gift, Harry looked carefully, it was an invitation letter, asking him and Sirius to visit Malfoy Manor today or tomorrow.Bryce gave him a book dedicated to uncommon spells. It seemed to be a few years old, and it should be the collection of the Zabini family.And this time there is no gift from Hermione, it is estimated that the owl she got to deliver things could not find the hidden number 12, Grimmauld Place.He didn't see Snape's gift either, so he probably didn't want to send it to Grimmauld Place.

Sirius also woke up at this time, and he walked out of the bedroom slowly.

Harry handed Sirius the invitation letter from Malfoy's house, and the other party sneered at it, "Don't go! Narcissa and that snotlite just want to abduct you!"

Harry: "..." How old is he, and he still "abducted"?

He hesitated for a moment, but decided to solve the problem the same way he did with Dumbledore.

"Godfather," said Harry, looking pitifully at Sirius with his emerald eyes like a puppy about to be abandoned, "I really want to go. Well, Aunt Narcissa took good care of me too..."

"But that Lucius Malfoy is a Death Eater, they treat you so well, there must be other reasons!" Sirius gritted his teeth.

Harry continued his efforts, "But godfather...you should also want to get together with Aunt Narcissa, right? Aren't you cousins?"

"We..." Sirius recalled how this cousin took care of him in the past, and couldn't help but relax a little, "We haven't contacted for a long time."

Harry knew that he was about to succeed, "Don't you miss her? You have been in Azkaban for so many years, and you don't know if she is doing well now?"

"What's wrong with marrying into a rich Malfoy family?" Sirius finally said, and it was Harry who persuaded him, "Okay, call Remus, and we will go together tomorrow."

Naturally, Remus had no objection. Although he was a werewolf, he was gentle by nature and friendly to everyone.Seeing that the two parents agreed, Harry immediately sent Hedwig away.