[HP] Neko who disappeared

The Sirius thing was mostly settled, but the really important stuff for me was just getting started.

This thing is called the Ordinary Wizarding Levels, or OWLs for short.You have to do this kind of review by yourself. Wusan has already entered the big gift package mode, and the Hogwarts students who watched it almost went crazy.

In this case, even if there is a Christmas holiday, I feel that my classmates will not be able to please.However, just when I decided to stay in school to review efficiently, I received a very unexpected invitation.

"Irina, shall we go to Sirius' house for Christmas together this year?"

I froze for a moment, then looked at Harry with shining eyes, a little at a loss: "Huh?"

"I said, don't stay in school this year, let's go to Sirius' house together."

"He signed you to Hosmeade?"

Standing in the village of Hosmeade, there was an enigmatic silence between Harry and me.

Then Harry slipped off like he was flying, and I got a bit of a headache.To be honest, I didn't want to hit him, so what?

One of the reasons for coming to Hosmode is to send letters to Lilia and Mikhail, and the other is to purchase some ink notebooks to avoid running out.But I never expected to meet Harry here.

Very happy to see him like that.

I twitched the corners of my mouth, forget it, Sirius can sign it, I'm not a stingy person...

Watching Harry carefully choose a Christmas present for Sirius, I'm sure I'm just a bit of a stingy person.

"Why bother."

Linda's face was full of pity, as if Buddha was about to become a monk: "You and Black are so sharp? I don't think so."

"In some ways it is, in some ways it's not."

I looked at Honeydukes' pile of roaches and happily bought it: "I just absolutely hate his stalker behavior with Harry."

"Stalker? Are you not a stalker now?"

Alice complained beside me, and pulled me out of Honeydukes very forcefully: "Okay dear, you must come with me today no matter what."

"where to?"

I looked at the beautiful witch cosmetics store in front of me and sighed deeply.

"I'm not without lipstick, and I'm not without skin care products!"

"But you never use it!"

Linda hated me for this: "You only put one layer on when you're sick, and wipe off most of it with a paper towel!"

"It's just to make me look more natural, don't think about it... Oh, this color is really good."

"..."

To be honest, I don't really need lipstick. Generally speaking, it costs fifteen silver Sickles a piece.But my lipstick is like Linda said, I don't use it very much.

Mainly because I'm not used to it.

"What about the perfume?"

"Oh yes, speaking of perfume, I almost ran out of it last time."

"Just the way you spray perfume into the closet, it's fake if you haven't used it up."

You two are here to complain about me today, right?

Spraying the closet with perfume is still a common practice in my family in the past-mainly because I don’t use those things, so I simply sprayed the closet in order not to waste it.I chose a bottle of the natural fragrance type that I am used to and paid for it, then I frowned and stuffed it into Linda's hand with the sent sample.

"I don't need this thing."

"This is liquid foundation! Not this stuff!"

"It's all the same. I don't know whether to use the base lotion or the primer first, so I don't need to buy it."

I shrugged and shook my head very calmly: "What do you want to eat at Three Broomsticks?"

"You don't like butter beer?"

"Correct, I'd love it without cream on top, but unfortunately I can't get Ms. Rosmerta to make the special butterbeer I want."

When I stepped into the three broomsticks, I saw Professor Lupine who was offering butterbeer to Harry's trio, and then there was a group of school teachers sitting in a secluded corner.Picking an empty seat, I propped my chin and said, "Dear Linda, I'd like a glass of lemonade and fish and chips."

"A butterbeer and a fish and chips, thank you Linda."

Alice immediately picked it up, and graciously gave Linda money: "I leave everything to you."

"Hey! Can't you go by yourself!"

"I'm so tired, I've been shopping in the cosmetics store for a long time."

I slumped on the chair and looked at her with a smile, and stretched out my hand to her: "Good Linda, you can tie me to the beautiful witch, why don't you help me get something to eat?"

Hosmeade looked a lot more refreshed after removing Sirius's wanted warrant, and everyone was obviously happier, especially after the dementors were gone.But what I do know is that Harry is still thinking about practicing the Patronus Charm, which is giving Professor Lupine a bit of a headache.

All I can say is that he is not taller than me so far, so he didn't have the happiest day.But his voice is changing now, I think the height should also be...

Might be able to pass me, right?

It was the first time I didn't stay in school, and Professor Sprout was a little surprised that I didn't sign.But when she heard that Sirius and Harry had invited me to Christmas, she was relieved a lot and smiled even more.

"Have fun Irina, I don't want you to be so tense all the time, and you have a new home now don't you?"

"Yes, but Hogwarts is my home."

I responded to her with a smile, then got into the car and followed Sirius with Harry to 12 Grimmauld Place.Looking at this old house, I suddenly felt a little...not weird, but very sighing.

"It's an old house."

"Who's to say otherwise. Harry, be careful not to-"

Then Harry accidentally tripped over an umbrella stand with a clatter, and raised his head with a little confusion: "Don't want what?"

The sound of the umbrella stand caused the originally covered curtain to be swung open, revealing a portrait of an old woman behind the curtain, she looked manic, wearing a black hat on her head, waving a pair of ugly hands, roaring loudly.

"Shameless! Scum! Dirty thing! Disgrace to the family! Get out of this house!"

I looked up blankly at the hoarse old woman in the portrait, then raised my wand.

"Irina, you haven't made it yet..."

"It's okay, let's just say Sirius used the magic."

There was a flash of light from the tip of my wand, and the curtains were drawn shut again.The screaming disappeared in an instant, but the ugly scolding sound still echoed in my ears, and it sounded like the rhythm of three days.

"Are you sure this is your home?"

I looked at Sirius with a mocking expression on my face: "Then you are really a tolerant son."

"tolerant?"

"Yes, it's forgiving enough."

Harry was a little at a loss, as if he wanted to persuade but didn't know what to do, he followed Sirius and me step by step: "Broad-minded, admirable."

"Is it."

The old house elf bowed distortedly, and muttered the same voice that was no different from the portrait, I looked at him and showed a sneer: "What makes me admire even more is that you can still be here Lived there for 15 years.”

"Irina."

Harry tugged on my sleeve, a little pleading look on his face: "Don't..."

"You don't seem to care much about the situation."

Sirius casually sat down on the sofa in the living room, and pointed to the one opposite: "Don't worry, I've cleaned it."

"I don't have much confidence in your so-called cleaning."

I sighed, but I couldn't hold back anything at this time.I sat down after giving Harry a hand, still feeling a bit uncomfortable.

In this beautiful-looking living room, I don't feel uncomfortable, but the oppressive atmosphere that even if there is only one person left in the Black family makes me feel like I haven't seen for a long time.I want to curl myself up, but there are people around me, so I can only sit like this normally.

Makes me feel insecure.

"You have worked hard in this family, Sirius."

Harry broke the silence between us first, looked at me with a little embarrassment, then turned to look at the portrait again: "She...that, Sirius, I..."

"Oh, yes, my mother, there is a permanent sticker on the back of her portrait, and there is no way to take it off. The elf is called Kreacher, our family, and the only hobby is pure blood. This is my parents' house. I am now The one and only Blake, so the house is mine."

Sirius' voice was not hoarse, but casual and a little confused: "It is indeed an old house."

Harry fell into silence. At first, he didn't understand why the report said that his godfather used to be the so-called "rebel of the Black family", but now...

If it were him, he might be a rebel too.

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Two chapters in a row, I also worked hard, and went to bed after the update

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