Dementors of the Blakes

The bandage man was still bowing his head and talking to the proprietress Emma, ​​probably because my gaze was too straightforward and impolite, Emma noticed my eyes, and then pointed in my direction.

The bandage monster followed Emma's pointing and turned to look at my position.

I suddenly felt a little guilty for my recklessness, hurriedly lowered my head, and used a drinking posture to cover up my sight just now, but I didn't expect that when I raised my head again, that strange man had already walked towards me, Then stood in front of me.

"Mr. Black?" he said, his voice cracked and hoarse, the opening and closing of his lips involved the tightly wrapped bandages nearby, and I couldn't help but feel a strange fear.

Is this image too scary?But as a wizard, I have seen more terrifying things, how could I be frightened by a Muggle all of a sudden, I collected myself and nodded to him: "Well, you are?"

"I've always wanted to visit you." The man said to me grimly, "I'm your neighbor, Rey White."

Neighbor?

I froze for a moment, and then instantly thought of another villa next to my small villa, across an alley on the left.

To be honest, I always thought it was an empty villa, because no one had ever stepped out of it, and I had never seen traces of lights inside at night, and all the curtains were drawn tightly, It's more like a haunted house.

But now, this man told me that he is the owner of that villa.

...It really is a strange taste.

I began to think in my mind what kind of attitude Muggles should have towards their new neighbors. As a new resident who just moved to this small town, I didn’t know that there was a neighbor next to me for almost a month, and I never even went to talk to him. It was indeed inappropriate for the neighbors to say hello.

But I didn't expect that this so-called Mr. White didn't intend to listen to my next sentence at all. After he dropped his name, he turned around and walked away!

The heels of the leather shoes stepped on the wooden floor, making a low knocking sound, and the man's footsteps were powerful, steady, and orderly, showing his standard pace.

He nodded politely to the proprietress Emma, ​​then pushed open the door of the bar and walked away...

Hey, hey... wait, is something wrong?

And me?what about me?Why did this person come to greet me?Am I instantly invisible?

In my opinion, this is a kind of blatant contempt!

"What is he doing?" I said in a bad tone, but it caused a few guys nearby to laugh.

"Hey, Mr. White is like this, just get used to it." A young man sat down at my table with a smile and patted me on the shoulder, "When I first met, I thought that guy was just messing around. What about performance art?"

...What is performance art?

I swallowed to cover up my ignorance, then frowned and asked, "Does he have to turn himself into a mummy?"

"Shh, don't say that, Mr. White had some accidents in his hometown, and then he was caught in a fire. Although his life was saved, his whole body was completely burnt, so he looks like that when he goes out all year round. Yes, but he seldom goes out, and I wouldn’t even go out if I wanted to.”

"A... accident at home...?" I asked subconsciously, despising Muggle medical methods in my heart, it was just a burn, if it was a potion...

"Well, I heard that his parents are dead, and his elder brother ran away with others. It's fine if he ran away, and he even put himself in prison. This family is over, and he himself has become a ghost again. He looked like a ghost, and he really couldn’t go back, so he left his hometown and settled here with us.”

…Why do I think this experience sounds a bit weird?

"He... isn't he still alive? How can it be considered over."

"I always feel that he is almost dead. Speaking of which, since he left and died, and he didn't want to come back after running away, he... probably thinks it's unnecessary."

... I felt even more strange, why did I feel that this experience was so familiar, I looked at the young man next to me hesitantly, I knew him, and he was also from the town, so I asked him: "Why do you know everything? .”

"Mr. White has been in this town for almost 10 years. No one here knows it, except you, the newcomer." The young man smiled, "He is actually a nice person, you will know it after you have been in contact with him for a long time."

As he spoke, he drank all the wine on my table, patted my shoulder again, and sat back in his own seat.

...Actually, he just came to have a drink...

After leaving the bar, I have to admit that I was a little concerned about this strange "Rael White".

After all, we will be neighbors in the future, and I won't leave this small town for the time being, so I should know more about it.

So, when passing White's house, I deliberately slowed down my pace, and then looked inside through the gap in the railing.

It is a very quiet villa, and it is also the only villa in the vicinity without light, but the greenery in the small garden in front of the door is very neat, and the villa itself has no signs of dilapidation, but it just looks a bit lonely...

Really, how could I ever feel that no one lives here.

I couldn't help but leaned forward and leaned on the outer railing, wanting to see more clearly, but suddenly a black figure rushed out and crashed into the railing, its claws almost hit the It touched my face, if I hadn't stepped back quickly, my eyeballs would have been scratched off! !

"Wow! Wow woof!!!"

God, what a big long-haired dog, what a ferocious long-haired dog! ! !

I was shocked for a moment, and then burst into flames.

Why is this dog hurting people so casually?Well... It's true that I was secretly looking at other people's yards, but this dog can't do that either!I touched the wand hidden in my pocket, trying to teach it a lesson.

"Sith." A deep voice came out of the darkness suddenly, and instantly extinguished my anger. "Sith" is obviously the name of the dead dog. When the dog heard the barking, it neither growled nor became fierce. , wagging his tail and lowered his paws from the railing, turned around and circled around the voice coming up from behind.

Oh, it really is a damn dog's virtue! ! !

I was so annoyed that when I saw that the person who was speaking in the dark was indeed Mr. White, I blurted out without thinking: "How do you discipline your dog?"

The next second, I regretted my tone and attitude.

But the other party was not angry, but squatted down and rubbed the long-haired dog's head, and then replied slowly and calmly: "Sith is in estrus recently, she is a lonely bitch, It’s bound to be a little warmer.”

...I thought the dog was attacking me just because I was peeping!It turned out to be in heat!

This really made me turn blue, but I didn't expect that Mr. White would continue to say: "Sith is a little anxious. I kept her too tight in the past two years. You must know that it is very frustrating for a bitch to raise too many puppies. It's a headache, but she hasn't been able to leave a seed so far, and her life expectancy is only a few years, and she has been particularly irritable in the past two years."

...I was immediately embarrassed. If this person doesn't open his mouth, he will take it for granted. But Merlin testifies that I'm really not interested in the history of his dog's mating and reproduction.

"You said that Sith, who knows everything like this, must leave offspring for himself. Isn't that interesting?"

I became even more depressed immediately, and didn't understand what this eccentric Mr. White wanted to say, but before I could say a few polite words, he suddenly looked up at me, and asked me, "Is Mr. Black married? "

... Doesn't he feel that he is more abrupt than me?

"It seems not." He murmured quietly to himself, "Be careful, what if you become as irritable as Sith when you get old."

...I suddenly realized that this guy is definitely a psycho!

"I'm walking the dog, do you want to come in and have a sit down?" Mr. White said flatly, with no intention in his tone that he really wanted me to come in for a sit down.

"No need!" I gritted my teeth, and sincerely felt that my curiosity about this strange man was a waste of emotion, "I just happened to pass by...you...you can do your work!"

After finishing speaking, I turned around and left in embarrassment, pretending to be unrestrained and unconcerned, vaguely felt that there was a gaze behind me like a light on my back, and I felt that my hair was about to stand on end, which made me secretly swear in my heart that I would absolutely Stay away from this Mr. White, absolutely! ! !

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I—— Sirius Black, a Black who suddenly finds himself with a strange neighbor, but the strange neighbor happens to be named White, and it can be matched with black and white.