[HP] Neko who disappeared

Everyone had a good Christmas, but when it came to Quidditch season, it wasn't "all good".

Six owls flew into the auditorium arrogantly, and threw Harry a Firebolt. The whole school was stunned.

Me: Hehe.

To be honest, Sirius is good at everything, but he is too fond of children.

I cut my poached egg in half with a sharp knife, and while I was frightened by the side, Cedric turned around with a calm face: "Dear Irina, Mr. Black has given you a fire Crossbow, arrow?"

"No, go away."

I knew what he was going to say when the guy turned around, and I only let him finish this sentence for the sake of the friendship of five years of classmates, otherwise I would just interrupt.

After Harry got the Firebolt. Arrow, he played against Ravenclaw for the first time, and then he won the prospective girlfriend of Cedric's classmate, which made me gloat on the sidelines.Fire Crossbow Arrow is really excellent, so good that I can't help but want to try Feifei.

"Come on Irina, I don't mind at all."

Harry's Nimbus 2000 is not doing much now, except that after he got the Firebolt Arrow, he kept the 2000 in the broom shed of the school, but it will be maintained frequently.I took a closer look at his Firebolt. Arrow, but finally declined.

I still choose 2000, at least this broom looks gentler.

Time flies and soon I will have my OWLs exam.I have nothing to worry about during the exam. A group of my classmates made a fuss, which made me feel really pitiful for them.

Yes, that's pathetic.I sighed, and flipped through the Charms notes in hand again. OWLs is a mixed version of the high school entrance examination and the college entrance examination, and I still miss this atmosphere.

Oh, although I didn't take the college entrance examination, I went abroad.

In such a tense atmosphere, employment consultation is particularly relaxing.I looked at the smiling Professor Sprout and asked a question under her "you can do whatever you want" judgment.

"Can I stay in school?"

"Oh dear, this is very, very hard."

Professor Sprout thought for a while, and then said with a cautious tone: "I don't want you to be a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts."

"I didn't think about it either."

I shrugged my shoulders, forgetting about such a high-risk occupation: "I mean, Professor Binns has been dead for so long and still needs him to teach the history of magic, and statistically speaking, from the sixth grade onwards, except for some I chose a History of Magic subject, and I was thinking..."

"Succeed Professor Binns?"

"That's right, and as you know, professor, I have a good relationship with ghosts."

I smiled and nodded. I am familiar with almost all the ghosts in Hogwarts, including Professor Binns.As for Professor Binns, he never mispronounced my name, and was very sympathetic to my ideas.

"if it is like this……"

Professor Sprout looked at me, his expression became serious: "All your grades must be O."

"Is it difficult?"

"No, not only OWLs, but also NEWT, and finally the teacher qualification certificate."

Um, is it difficult?

I am not a top student, but I am different from other students, I know how to have fun from learning and how to study efficiently.Professor Sprout laughed when he saw that I was confident and that my grades really made me very confident: "Then I hope that one day, you can call me Pomona."

"Thank you, Professor Sprout."

During the period of reviewing and writing letters to Mikhail Lilia and Sirius, after reviewing for the fourth time, I began to answer questions for my poor classmates.When the written exam officially started, I quickly solved all the written exams, and in practice, Potions completed a perfect palliative under the nose of the invigilator, Defense Against the Dark Arts released my Huang Daxian, and History of Magic answered all the questions. I finished writing all the content, ancient runes and arithmetic and divination half an hour in advance.

Then start doing nothing.

To be honest, the OWLs that others see as life-or-death are not scary in my opinion, but I still pass all the content with a feeling of nostalgia.As long as anyone who has reviewed it twice seriously should be able to get an E, that is, it exceeds expectations, but I have reviewed it four times.

There should be ten O's, I'm pretty sure.Harry saw that the trio came over directly after I finished the exam, and I shook my head when Hermione asked me about the question types: "No need, Hermione, the Daily Prophet will get all the exam content in two days , and then list the test paper questions in the supplement, you can just read it when the time comes."

"That's really nice."

"Don't talk about the exam, okay, there is a World Cup this summer! The World Cup in England! Harry, you will definitely go, right?"

"Sirius invited me too."

Harry smiled happily: "But I think I can discuss it with him and go with you. I'll pay for the ticket myself. Hermione will come too, okay?"

"Eh?"

I watched Harry meet Hermione's eyes, with a pleading look on his expression: "How about going to the World Cup together? Let's meet at Ron's."

"I, that..."

I saw that little girl Hermione seemed to be blushing a little, and when I sat down silently, I found that Ron also made the same movement, and then he winked at me, pretending that nothing happened Voice: "Hermione can share a room with Ginny, Harry is the same as in second year, how about a room with me?"

"And then we went back to Grimmauld Place after the World Cup, perfect."

I nodded approvingly: "I'll be at the Leaky Cauldron..."

"Irina, do you still want to be alone in the Leaky Cauldron? I'm worried that Sirius will be so hungry that he will eat a mouse. I beg you to show mercy and save him."

"..."

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"Hungry enough to eat a mouse, huh?"

When I got off the bus at Hogwarts, I raised my eyebrows at Sirius who came to pick me up. Seriously, I saw the smooth and smooth hair, the skin, and the good-looking man who was about to get close to hair. Hungry enough to eat a mouse?

Harry turned his head and ran straight after his uncle and aunt as if he didn't see it, while I carried my suitcase and asked Sirius to cast a shrinking spell: "For the sake of your sincere invitation to me Come on, go back to Grimmauld Place."

"Shall I say something very honoured?"

Sirius sighed in what seemed to be a complaint, and showed off his motorcycle as he walked out.

Me: Day!

I hate this kind of speed, which can be called "fast and fast", even in summer.And not to mention he took the sidecar off the motorcycle, and I had to sit behind him.

"Do you want to choose to grab my shoulders or put your arms around my waist?"

"I choose the Knight Bus."

"..."

It takes 20 minutes to walk from Grimmauld Square to King's Cross Station, which means that it takes seven or eight minutes to arrive by motorcycle.During these seven or eight minutes, I didn't suffer much because Sirius blocked in front of me, but I have to say that when I jumped out of the car, I still felt a kind of dizzy feeling.

Feet are soft.

I took off the helmet tremblingly, feeling that my whole body was not well.I used to like this feeling very much, mainly because I used to sit in the back seat of my uncle, but since one day I somehow fainted all the exposed space in the back seat, I have never sat in it again.

Exposed space rear seats such as motorcycles, electric vehicles, and bicycles.

"are you OK."

Seeing whether I was going to vomit or not, Sirius, who seemed to have succeeded in a prank, was a little panicked: "Did I drive too much..."

"vomit!"

No need to answer, I just vomited.

In the end, Sirius helped me into No. 12 Grimmauld Place, and I tripped over that nasty umbrella stand. Just as Mrs. Black was about to growl, she saw my pale face. Draw the curtains again.

"Your mother is really understanding today."

"To shut up!"

The curtains snapped back, and Mrs. Black growled, as if a little satisfied, and drew them again with a swipe.

"Yes, really understanding."

Sirius sighed and nodded in agreement, helped me to the sofa, then busily poured me a glass of water: "I really didn't know you were so motor sick."

"So I'm on strike today."

I fell down on the sofa, and I didn't need to look in the mirror to know how bad my face was now: "Don't tell Harry."

"Do not worry."

He sighed and nodded, watching me finish my glass of water and pour me another.

I don't want to move for dinner, and it's time to sleep when I recover.I lazily said good night to Sirius, and I fell directly on the bed unconscious.

When I woke up the next day, I found that breakfast was ready. At the same time, the portrait of Mrs. Black was also exposed. There was a table under the portrait, and a little...

Tribute?

I twitched the corner of my mouth and saw Sirius smiling at me: "How about it, isn't it good?"

"Your mother didn't... get angry?"

"Anyway, she also recognized it. I am the one in charge here."

Sirius didn't care, but I can see that the relationship between the two of them is better, at least not to the point of cursing: "How did you go on this exam?"

"Ten O's, if not..."

I just wanted to say that if you don’t have my last name and your last name, but saying this kind of thing will definitely make the two of us have a cold war at the same time and get goose bumps, so I didn’t say: "If there is no, I will not strike."

Sirius was speechless: "Then I really hope you can get an E."

"I have enough E's in my name."

I calmly opened my mouth and sat on the edge of the dining table: "Have you bought the final ticket?"

"Yeah, by the way, I doubt Arthur, because the luck of the Weasley family is all in the lottery draw. The ten best final tickets, the year-end grand prize, were drawn by him again. The same goes for the last time I went to Egypt. , this time the final ticket is also."

"I really envy."

I sighed, since I was a child, I have never had this kind of lottery luck.

After a simple meal, I have no homework this summer. After walking around Black's old house with Sirius twice, I found that he has sorted out a lot. Although most of the things are stuffed in the basement, it can be seen that they are well packed.Kreacher didn't show any repulsion either. Although it was still awkward, it was obvious that he had a sense of identity.

"What happened to you?"

He and I stood in front of the family tree tapestry of the Black family, looking curiously at the small holes burned out one by one: "I don't think you will forgive this family."

"Of course I won't forgive, but you have to know that treating things at home and treating cultural relics are two different mentalities."

Sirius scratched a black hole with his fingers, and it seemed that the name represented by the hole was not his: "You let me look at this issue from a different angle, after understanding some things..."

"Ok?"

"Still think they deserve it."

Sirius showed a carefree and slightly mischievous smile: "Irina, the people whose names are not on it live the happiest lives."

"Is it."

"Here, my uncle Alphard, he helped me a lot, because he has made great achievements in the Muggle side, and left all his contacts to me. He said that the suicide note he left me said 'Western Reese, I feel that after I left, although I was annoyed, regretful, and missed my family, I lived a more comfortable life than ever before. This is the first time in my life that I feel freedom, and I finally understand why... Ordinary people say that if it is for freedom, both can be thrown away.'”

"My elder sister, Andromeda, was married to a wizard who was... an ordinary person. Her daughter is Hufflepuff, Nymphadora Tonks, we usually call her Tonks. She now Internship in Oro, it is only a year before I can become a regular. I visited their house some time ago, and my sister is also very happy."

"All those who are not here are blessed."

I glanced at his side face, then turned my head to look at the black hole representing Sirius Black and smiled: "How about you, are you living happily?"

"Although the first ten years were not very good, it is really good now. It makes me feel that even if I have been in Azkaban for more than ten years, it is just a kind of tempering."

He seemed to raise his hand to rub my head, but then he lowered his hand for some reason, and just patted my shoulder: "Let's go, let's go to Malfoy Manor tomorrow."

"Malfoy?"

"Well, visit my married sister."

He smiled at me, and put his hand on my shoulder when he walked out: "Although it's not as good as Andromeda, we have a good relationship with Narcissa, and..."

"what?"

"The room you live in used to be hers."

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