the Gambler

Harry was woken up early in the morning by Sirius. He blinked his eyes to get rid of the last drowsiness, and looked at the over-excited godfather in a daze. The golden robe with lions embroidered with red thread, typical Gryffindor color scheme, Harry has always known Sirius' love for Gryffindor, but he didn't expect the other party to love him to this extent.

Aware that Harry's attention was on the clothes, Sirius circled around to fully display his robes, a bright smile on his face, and his complexion recovered enough to make the witches ogle.Harry felt that the current Sirius was much closer to the one in the Pensieve, and age gave a man a more mature and stable charm.But look at that robe, Merlin, it's horrible!

"What do you think, Harry? It's my favorite robe, I've always thought it was a little brighter -"

"Looks like an upstart, Padfoot," Harry commented quickly.

"—but today's a happy day—what?" Sirius stopped chattering and raised his eyebrows suspiciously.

"The nouveau riche refers to people who lack status and wealth suddenly achieve higher achievements. The material has improved, but the quality has not kept up." Tom coolly gave Sirius a bucket of ice water, and the latter angrily used a comparable The fierce eyes of the Padfoot form stared at the Slytherin in a bad mood.Tom was lounging on the bedposts, stretching out like a cheetah, his hair still tousled and clearly just woken up.

Harry yawned and buried his head in the fluffy pillow again, but Sirius didn't let him go, continuing to rock the boy persistently.Harry impatiently slapped the godfather's nose, which was about to squeeze in front of him, and the man wailed and retreated a distance, accusing Harry of being ruthless in that pitiful hurt voice: "I just want to remind you that we will go to the Burrow today meal."

"My eyes hurt," said Harry lazily.

Sirius pounced on the four-poster bed again. He turned Harry over excitedly. Regardless of the boy's complaints, he raised the other's eyelids for a closer look. Seeing that Harry was about to be dragged from the bed to St. Mungo's, Remus just in time Appearance stopped the man's inexplicable actions.

"I think what Harry means is that the color of your robes is too harsh." Remus stated the fact calmly, without sympathy for his friend who was stunned and huddled in the corner.

"But I like the color, Moonface," Sirius grumbled.

"I think it's bad taste too, Padfoot," Remus sighed, flinching at the thought of an old man. "You remind me of Dumbledore."

"Hey, I'm a handsome old man even when I'm old!" Sirius retorted bitterly. "Is it really that bad?"

The three nodded at the same time, Sirius complained and waved his wand to turn the robe black, Harry admired the godfather's appearance for a while and raised his mouth, absolutely noble and elegant, worthy of Sirius.Tom snorted beside him.

When everyone arrived at the Burrow, the sky was still gray, and the bluish-white light was still faintly rising from the other side of the mountain. Harry could even hear the croaking of frogs in the reeds.The Burrow was still rickety, and the garden was full of all kinds of strange iron objects. If he looked carefully, he could still see a Muggle lawn mower, but the scissors had been replaced in front of the clumsy machine. A soft tentacle, Harry didn't want to know what that was for.

Sirius knocked vigorously on the door a few times, and a woman's nervous voice came from inside: "Who is outside?"

"Sirius, Remus, Harry and some bastard you know," said Sirius cheerfully.

"Tell me the form of your Guardian Charm," Mrs. Weasley said nervously.

"Dogs, wolves, and stags."

The door was opened forcefully, and Mrs. Weasley hugged Harry into her arms: "You know that the world has been a bit uneasy recently, and Death Eaters are active everywhere. Have you received the safety pamphlet from the Ministry of Magic? Said Really I think that's bullshit - well, don't talk about it, you startled me, it's really early."

"We want to come here sooner, it's too boring to stay in Grimmauld Place, and we have to face that old hag, Klicer and Walburga." Sirius pushed Mrs. Weasley away and walked into the house, in the living room He stopped suddenly, and greeted the witch who was sitting very uncomfortable on the sofa, "Dora, I didn't expect you to be here. Are you in good health?"

Harry noticed that Tonks looked rather haggard, and her smile was very forced, especially after seeing Remus, her eyes dodged. She hurriedly got up and took off the traveling cloak hanging on the hanger, wrapped her body and walked out: "Thank you for listening to me, Molly, I should go."

"You can stay for lunch, Dora, there's no need to be in such a hurry to leave," said Mrs Weasley.

"Ah, no need, I, I have other things." Tonks avoided the werewolf's focused gaze. If it is not an exaggeration, she looked even paler. The witch stammered, "Thank you for your hospitality, Really, enjoy your meal."

Tonks stumbled out of the room, disappearing in the blink of an eye.At this moment, Remus sighed, and his whole body relaxed.Sirius looked at his friend suspiciously, and Harry realized that Mrs. Weasley's eyes also had a hint of condemnation.Remus whispered, "Nothing."

"Oh, I don't think so, Dora stayed here all night, she was really troubled." Mrs. Weasley said gruffly, "If you think it's nothing, then it's nothing."

"You know I'm a werewolf, Molly."

"I know she doesn't care at all." Mrs. Weasley left this sentence and ran back to the kitchen to continue preparing breakfast.

Sirius frowned, his expression was very serious: "Don't keep taking this as an excuse, Remus, I can see that there is something between you and Dora, you haven't looked away since you came here, you Like her, and she obviously likes you. That's not an excuse for you to deny her affection."

It would be a lie to say that he wasn't surprised, Harry never realized that his former Defense Against the Dark Arts professor had chemistry with that pink-haired young Auror. The problem is not a reason to reject true love, the two of them seem to be a good fit.

"—and Dora is my niece, you will truly become my family when you get married!" Sirius said excitedly, "Dora is a good girl, she doesn't mind your situation at all."

"I don't want to delay her, she's a sweet girl, better suited, at least not a monster who can't control himself on a full moon night." Remus sighed again, he looked even more haggard, "There's no need Bring it up, Padfoot, I think Harry would rather see Ron and the others, wouldn't he?"

Remus looked at Harry expectantly, the boy could only nod, and dragged Tom upstairs, just as he opened the door of Ron's bedroom, a fat cat with yellow and brown fur jumped on him, and then, Hermione rushed out of the room and looked at him with a smile. Ron's red head appeared behind the witch, and he also had a silly smile on his face.

"We didn't know you'd be here so early!" Hermione laughed.

"Yeah, I didn't expect you to show up in Ron's bedroom so early." Harry blinked, and Hermione and Ron looked like ripe tomatoes. return.Ron scratched the hair on the back of his head and peeked at Hermione's face. He seemed to struggle for a moment, wiped his palms on his pajamas, and reached out to pull back the hair that fell over Hermione's eyes.Hermione's ears turned red.

"Oh, lovebirds, hold back a little bit, okay?" Harry smirked, he now understands why Slytherins like to tease Gryffindors, which is kind of funny, lions can't always hide their mood.It's not that Slytherins are better at these things, if Tom is right, snakes are no closer to real Slytherins than they were in his day.

"By the way, do you know who this year's Defense Against the Dark Arts professor is?" Ron changed the subject, and Hermione breathed a sigh of relief.

"I don't know, Dumbledore didn't tell me."

"Professor Dumbledore," Hermione corrected Harry, "but it can't be worse can it, I can't imagine anyone being worse than Umbridge, oh, maybe there is, I mean Fleur. "

"Fleur? Fleur Delacour?" Harry raised his eyebrows. The question he was about to say was interrupted by the sudden opening of the door. An angry Ginny rushed into the room, followed by a very beautiful A gorgeous silver-haired woman appeared at the door, her beautiful blue eyes fell on Harry, and a charming smile spread on the corner of her mouth.Harry suddenly felt that the temperature in the room had risen a lot.

"Harry, nice to see you again." Fleur greeted in English with a strong French accent. She briefly glanced at Tom and then refocused on Harry. The bright and charming witch bent over to Harry. A kiss on the cheek, which made Tom snort in dissatisfaction, and his sharp gaze almost burned two holes in Fleur's body.Fleur finally took the time to observe Tom's appearance this time, and finally nodded approvingly: "You are the first wizard who can resist my charm."

"If I can't even resist the temptation of Veela, I don't know what I can achieve." Tom said coldly.Harry murmured 'rule the world' under his breath, and Tom smiled at Harry.

Noticing the interaction between the two, Fu Rong was briefly absent-minded for a while. She quickly cleaned up her expression and showed a captivating smile again: "Gabriel may not be too happy to hear this news, but I think you are a good match. Yes Now, Harry, you must come to my wedding with Bill next summer, he works at Gringotts, and oh, I work there now."

He didn't know anything about Fleur and Bill beforehand, and no one was going to tell him.Harry sneaked a glance at the others, and they all looked away. The boy looked back at Fleur and smiled brightly: "Congratulations, Fleur, Bill is a good man."

"Oh, Harry, thank you!" Fleur looked even more beautiful, she bent down and kissed Harry on the cheek again, and walked out of the room gracefully.Ron stared blankly at the witch's back, Hermione elbowed her hard, and Ron wailed and clutched his stomach.

Hermione looked at the unmoved Tom, she cast her disgusted eyes to Harry and Ron who were still in a daze, and said angrily: "Why are you not tempted by Veela, Harry and Ron are two Like a puppy in estrus, eyes are almost glued to the slimy phlegm!"

"Hermione, Fleur is not phlegm!" Harry raised his voice, "I don't understand why you hate her, she is a beautiful and brave witch, and she is also a player in the Triwizard Tournament!"

"Yeah, and she'll be living in the Burrow in the future, isn't she Bill's fiancée?" Ron echoed Harry, "You're just extreme, she's not such a bad person." , A girl with her own opinions, she can even be objective and unreasonable when she stands firm. Maybe Fleur really offended the other party, but Harry didn't want to know, he already had enough troubles.Unexpectedly, he was a little happy with Hermione's display of negativity, which made him feel that the witch still had the childishness it should have, especially when dealing with Ron.Yes, anyone with a discerning eye knows that they are a match made in heaven.

Hermione and Ginny exhaled angrily at the same time. They glared at the two boys viciously, walked to the far end of the room and sat down, pulling up the stool sizzling.Hermione glanced at Tom again: "Why didn't you respond? Is it because you like the same sex?"

Tom sneered: "This is Miss Know-It-All's guess? No, I have never cared about gender. Beautiful things should be appreciated. I don't think there is anything wrong with the two of them. By the way, jealousy can make girls ugly."