HP When Harry is a Genius
Chapter 132
Sirius bent down to look more closely at the tapestry, studying the family tree diagram carefully.
"I haven't looked at this thing in years. This is Phineas Nigellus Black, my great-great-grandfather, see? He's the most unpopular headmaster in Hogwarts history." said Sirius.
"I should have, then," said Harry.
"Have you seen it?" Sirius looked at him in surprise.
Harry explained, "I've been to Dumbledore's headmaster's office, and he's in the portrait on the wall."
Sirius nodded: "Most of the time he would go to the headmaster's office at Hogwarts to spend the night, probably he also felt that all my mother's portrait houses were too noisy."
He continued: "There was also Araminta Melephron Black, my mother's cousin, who was trying to force through a Ministry of Magic Act legalizing the killing of Muggles.
And my dear Aunt Eladora, who started the family tradition of beheading house-elves when they were too old to carry a plate.Of course, whenever a reasonably decent figure came into the family they disowned him.
You see, Andromeda isn't on it, she's my favorite cousin. "
He pointed to another small, burnt blob between the names Bellatrix and Narcissa.
"The Andromeda sisters are all up there because they married lovely, respectable pure-blood wizards, and only Andromeda married a Muggle-born, Ted Tonks, so— "Sirius made a motion of shooting at the tapestry with his wand, and laughed bitterly a few times.
But Harry wasn't smiling, he was staring intently at the names to the right of Andromeda's scorched mark.
A double-strand gold thread connected Narcissa Black to Lucius Silver, and then a single-strand vertical gold thread ran from their names to Draco's.
"Pure-blood families are related to each other," said Sirius, following Harry's gaze, "if you only want your children to marry pure-bloods, then your options are very limited. There aren't many of us left. Mollie and I are cousins by marriage, and Arthur is probably my great-uncle's great-grandson. But it's no use looking for them on this—if any The family is full of blood-stained scum, that must be the Weasleys."
Sirius pulled the dirty tapestry vigorously, and muttered to himself: "I've always wanted to take this tapestry off, but it's been cursed permanently, and I can't do anything with it. Your fire is a good idea."
"No! I promised Kreacher to take good care of this tapestry." Harry looked at Draco Malfoy's name and said bluntly.
"Alright then." Sirius curled his lips, and stopped talking about burning the tapestry.
None of them had any intention of going back to their room to sleep, and Harry skipped the subject of the tapestry that had upset Sirius, pointing to the chest next to the fireplace and asking, "What are these?"
He soon regretted asking, apparently there wasn't a single thing in the house that would make Sirius happy.
Sirius opened the glass door casually because of Harry's words, but many things in the cabinet seemed reluctant to leave the dusty shelves, and Sirius was bitten hard by a silver snuffbox.
Within seconds, the bitten hand had formed an unsightly crust, as if wearing a rough brown glove.
"It's okay." Sirius said as he tapped lightly with his wand, and the skin on his hand returned to normal. "There must be sarcoma powder in it."
Just as he was about to throw the snuff box into the pile of burned curtains and ashes of the vixen, Harry stopped him with his hand: "I'm interested in this sarcoma powder, keep it."
He said seriously.In fact, it was because he had just promised Kreacher not to throw things around.Moreover, abandoning antique relics is really an act of a prodigal. Maybe Sirius is a prodigal, but Harry Potter, who is deeply influenced by the materialistic education of the British Muggle bourgeoisie represented by the Dursleys, can only become Grandet.
A moment later they came upon a particularly ugly piece of silver, resembling a pair of tweezers with many legs.As soon as Harry picked it up, it scrambled up Harry's arm like a spider and tried to pierce his skin.
Sirius snatched it up and slapped it to death with a book titled "Born Noble: A Wizarding Genealogy": "Is this silver tweezers body still to be kept?"
"Here, it's made of silver," said Harry.
Sirius was a little gloomy. He looked at Harry suspiciously, and asked hesitantly: "Did the extravagant meals in those few months eat up all the money James left you? Some gold, if you need-"
"I haven't spent all the gold my father left me, but if you want to give me gold, I won't refuse." Harry said bluntly.
Sirius choked, as if he didn't expect Harry to be so persistent.
"Actually, it is very necessary for you to give me gold. I am planning to renovate this house. Black's house should be maintained with Black's money, which is reasonable and reasonable." Harry further said.
Sirius had a headache, as if he didn't expect his godson to smell so much like a businessman.But considering the origins of the Potter family's shampoo tycoon, it doesn't seem so surprising.He thought that even though James had never been like this, Harry might have inherited his grandfather's personality.
So Sirius said lovingly: "I will get you a key to the Black family's Gringotts vault, the 711 vault. You can get it yourself as much as you want, and you don't need to take care of me."
Harry nodded as a matter of course: "Okay, I originally planned to ask you for the key to the vault."
Sirius: ...Although there is nothing wrong with it, I always feel that my strong fatherly love is a bit aggrieved in teaching my son.
Harry stared at the book in Sirius' hands - Born Noble: A Wizarding Family Tree.
Sirius flipped through the book hesitantly, and asked, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing," said Harry quietly, "you just used it as a fly swatter."
"Yes, is there any question?" Sirius asked tremblingly.
"There is a problem!" Harry suddenly raised his voice, and said in a shrill voice: "You, like Sev, don't care much about books, and the books he gave me are all tattered. But he is better than you. It's better, at least he pays attention to the content and ignores the appearance maintenance. But you, you don't even have the least respect for books!"
Sirius has a terrible headache, and his godson is nothing like his good friend James, all inherited from the long-winded and dogmatic Lily!
His long-winded godson is still muttering: "When I was a child, I had to wash my hands before reading a book, take a bath and spray perfume every time I read a new book, and every time I went to the British Library, I had a pilgrimage mentality.
All my valuable books look like new no matter how many times they are turned.When I was a kid I used to cover all my textbooks!
But what about you?You are so disrespectful to knowledge, you deserve to be preceded by Muggles for hundreds of years. This is what Mr. Malfoy does better than you. He respects books very much.
The "Glory of the Ancient Nobles in the Magic World" he gave me was wrapped with [-] layers of moisture-proof, wrinkle-proof and insect-proof gold paper on the inside and outside. Their house also has a special large library!
No wonder the Malfoy family has been standing up and running for so many years, knowledge is power, knowledge is a weapon—"
"Stop!" Sirius yelled in pain, and he handed the book "Born Noble: The Wizarding Genealogy" to Harry with both hands, as if he was holding some rare treasure with a respectful expression: "Here you are, I'll give you all, later This is your home, dear Harry, and you can have as many libraries here as you like! I'll send Kreacher to order bookcases tomorrow!"
"Hmm." Harry took the dirty book and put it on the cabinet. "Let's talk about it after sorting it out. It's time to order some bookcases." He already regarded 12 Grimmauld Place as his own He regards Black's old house as his own.
Logically speaking, with Harry's personality, he wouldn't take this place as his own so casually.Even though Sirius was his godfather, his surname was Potter after all, not Black, and there was more than ten years of estrangement between him and Sirius.
However, when he first stepped here, he felt a sense of intimacy from the heart.Including Kreacher, including the mean old lady Blake on the wall.He even had the absurd delusion that the house was supposed to belong to him and not to Sirius.
Maybe the Sorting Hat is right, he is indeed a Slytherin in his nature, and he is more suitable for Black's old house than Sirius.
They continued to examine the contents of the cupboard.
There is also a music box inside.As soon as the clockwork was wound, there was an ominous tinkle faintly, and Harry found himself inexplicably weak and drowsy.
Fortunately, Sirius had a quick eye and quickly closed the lid. "I gave it to Regulus when I was a child, and I liked to play tricks on him at that time." He said embarrassingly.
Harry sympathized with Sirius' brother.
There was also a heavy souvenir box that neither Sirius nor Harry could open.A great collection of antique seals and odds and ends, such as rusty short swords, animal claws, coiled snakeskin, a decorative crystal vial with an opal set in it, and blood in it.
Also, in a dusty box, was an Order of Merlin, First Class, awarded to Sirius' grandfather for "services to the Ministry of Magic".
"That means he gave them a lot of gold," said Sirius contemptuously, and was about to throw the medal into the ashes again.
Harry looked at him disapprovingly.
Sirius withdrew his hand awkwardly, and he put the medal back on the cabinet as if nothing had happened: "But anyway, this is Merlin's first-class medal, and it is worth keeping."
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【The text is as follows】
System: What specialties do you have?
Xu Yuan: Exam?homework?Don't get tired of writing questions until dawn?
System: Excuse me, goodbye.
This is a dead girl who doesn't work hard and doesn't distinguish between five grains,
Picked up a wish fulfillment system,
From then on, the story of shuttle in the great world to dominate~
No wonder!
-------------------
Opened world:
【World 1】
Big Brother’s Novice Village——Be a good brother (√)——No CP
【World 2】
Learn about fancy star chasing—little fans of the actor (√)—cookies
【World 3】
A female bandit with a dream (ing)
↓
To open the world:
1. The Ruined Educated Youth
2. The female alpha is crazy and cool
……
"I haven't looked at this thing in years. This is Phineas Nigellus Black, my great-great-grandfather, see? He's the most unpopular headmaster in Hogwarts history." said Sirius.
"I should have, then," said Harry.
"Have you seen it?" Sirius looked at him in surprise.
Harry explained, "I've been to Dumbledore's headmaster's office, and he's in the portrait on the wall."
Sirius nodded: "Most of the time he would go to the headmaster's office at Hogwarts to spend the night, probably he also felt that all my mother's portrait houses were too noisy."
He continued: "There was also Araminta Melephron Black, my mother's cousin, who was trying to force through a Ministry of Magic Act legalizing the killing of Muggles.
And my dear Aunt Eladora, who started the family tradition of beheading house-elves when they were too old to carry a plate.Of course, whenever a reasonably decent figure came into the family they disowned him.
You see, Andromeda isn't on it, she's my favorite cousin. "
He pointed to another small, burnt blob between the names Bellatrix and Narcissa.
"The Andromeda sisters are all up there because they married lovely, respectable pure-blood wizards, and only Andromeda married a Muggle-born, Ted Tonks, so— "Sirius made a motion of shooting at the tapestry with his wand, and laughed bitterly a few times.
But Harry wasn't smiling, he was staring intently at the names to the right of Andromeda's scorched mark.
A double-strand gold thread connected Narcissa Black to Lucius Silver, and then a single-strand vertical gold thread ran from their names to Draco's.
"Pure-blood families are related to each other," said Sirius, following Harry's gaze, "if you only want your children to marry pure-bloods, then your options are very limited. There aren't many of us left. Mollie and I are cousins by marriage, and Arthur is probably my great-uncle's great-grandson. But it's no use looking for them on this—if any The family is full of blood-stained scum, that must be the Weasleys."
Sirius pulled the dirty tapestry vigorously, and muttered to himself: "I've always wanted to take this tapestry off, but it's been cursed permanently, and I can't do anything with it. Your fire is a good idea."
"No! I promised Kreacher to take good care of this tapestry." Harry looked at Draco Malfoy's name and said bluntly.
"Alright then." Sirius curled his lips, and stopped talking about burning the tapestry.
None of them had any intention of going back to their room to sleep, and Harry skipped the subject of the tapestry that had upset Sirius, pointing to the chest next to the fireplace and asking, "What are these?"
He soon regretted asking, apparently there wasn't a single thing in the house that would make Sirius happy.
Sirius opened the glass door casually because of Harry's words, but many things in the cabinet seemed reluctant to leave the dusty shelves, and Sirius was bitten hard by a silver snuffbox.
Within seconds, the bitten hand had formed an unsightly crust, as if wearing a rough brown glove.
"It's okay." Sirius said as he tapped lightly with his wand, and the skin on his hand returned to normal. "There must be sarcoma powder in it."
Just as he was about to throw the snuff box into the pile of burned curtains and ashes of the vixen, Harry stopped him with his hand: "I'm interested in this sarcoma powder, keep it."
He said seriously.In fact, it was because he had just promised Kreacher not to throw things around.Moreover, abandoning antique relics is really an act of a prodigal. Maybe Sirius is a prodigal, but Harry Potter, who is deeply influenced by the materialistic education of the British Muggle bourgeoisie represented by the Dursleys, can only become Grandet.
A moment later they came upon a particularly ugly piece of silver, resembling a pair of tweezers with many legs.As soon as Harry picked it up, it scrambled up Harry's arm like a spider and tried to pierce his skin.
Sirius snatched it up and slapped it to death with a book titled "Born Noble: A Wizarding Genealogy": "Is this silver tweezers body still to be kept?"
"Here, it's made of silver," said Harry.
Sirius was a little gloomy. He looked at Harry suspiciously, and asked hesitantly: "Did the extravagant meals in those few months eat up all the money James left you? Some gold, if you need-"
"I haven't spent all the gold my father left me, but if you want to give me gold, I won't refuse." Harry said bluntly.
Sirius choked, as if he didn't expect Harry to be so persistent.
"Actually, it is very necessary for you to give me gold. I am planning to renovate this house. Black's house should be maintained with Black's money, which is reasonable and reasonable." Harry further said.
Sirius had a headache, as if he didn't expect his godson to smell so much like a businessman.But considering the origins of the Potter family's shampoo tycoon, it doesn't seem so surprising.He thought that even though James had never been like this, Harry might have inherited his grandfather's personality.
So Sirius said lovingly: "I will get you a key to the Black family's Gringotts vault, the 711 vault. You can get it yourself as much as you want, and you don't need to take care of me."
Harry nodded as a matter of course: "Okay, I originally planned to ask you for the key to the vault."
Sirius: ...Although there is nothing wrong with it, I always feel that my strong fatherly love is a bit aggrieved in teaching my son.
Harry stared at the book in Sirius' hands - Born Noble: A Wizarding Family Tree.
Sirius flipped through the book hesitantly, and asked, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing," said Harry quietly, "you just used it as a fly swatter."
"Yes, is there any question?" Sirius asked tremblingly.
"There is a problem!" Harry suddenly raised his voice, and said in a shrill voice: "You, like Sev, don't care much about books, and the books he gave me are all tattered. But he is better than you. It's better, at least he pays attention to the content and ignores the appearance maintenance. But you, you don't even have the least respect for books!"
Sirius has a terrible headache, and his godson is nothing like his good friend James, all inherited from the long-winded and dogmatic Lily!
His long-winded godson is still muttering: "When I was a child, I had to wash my hands before reading a book, take a bath and spray perfume every time I read a new book, and every time I went to the British Library, I had a pilgrimage mentality.
All my valuable books look like new no matter how many times they are turned.When I was a kid I used to cover all my textbooks!
But what about you?You are so disrespectful to knowledge, you deserve to be preceded by Muggles for hundreds of years. This is what Mr. Malfoy does better than you. He respects books very much.
The "Glory of the Ancient Nobles in the Magic World" he gave me was wrapped with [-] layers of moisture-proof, wrinkle-proof and insect-proof gold paper on the inside and outside. Their house also has a special large library!
No wonder the Malfoy family has been standing up and running for so many years, knowledge is power, knowledge is a weapon—"
"Stop!" Sirius yelled in pain, and he handed the book "Born Noble: The Wizarding Genealogy" to Harry with both hands, as if he was holding some rare treasure with a respectful expression: "Here you are, I'll give you all, later This is your home, dear Harry, and you can have as many libraries here as you like! I'll send Kreacher to order bookcases tomorrow!"
"Hmm." Harry took the dirty book and put it on the cabinet. "Let's talk about it after sorting it out. It's time to order some bookcases." He already regarded 12 Grimmauld Place as his own He regards Black's old house as his own.
Logically speaking, with Harry's personality, he wouldn't take this place as his own so casually.Even though Sirius was his godfather, his surname was Potter after all, not Black, and there was more than ten years of estrangement between him and Sirius.
However, when he first stepped here, he felt a sense of intimacy from the heart.Including Kreacher, including the mean old lady Blake on the wall.He even had the absurd delusion that the house was supposed to belong to him and not to Sirius.
Maybe the Sorting Hat is right, he is indeed a Slytherin in his nature, and he is more suitable for Black's old house than Sirius.
They continued to examine the contents of the cupboard.
There is also a music box inside.As soon as the clockwork was wound, there was an ominous tinkle faintly, and Harry found himself inexplicably weak and drowsy.
Fortunately, Sirius had a quick eye and quickly closed the lid. "I gave it to Regulus when I was a child, and I liked to play tricks on him at that time." He said embarrassingly.
Harry sympathized with Sirius' brother.
There was also a heavy souvenir box that neither Sirius nor Harry could open.A great collection of antique seals and odds and ends, such as rusty short swords, animal claws, coiled snakeskin, a decorative crystal vial with an opal set in it, and blood in it.
Also, in a dusty box, was an Order of Merlin, First Class, awarded to Sirius' grandfather for "services to the Ministry of Magic".
"That means he gave them a lot of gold," said Sirius contemptuously, and was about to throw the medal into the ashes again.
Harry looked at him disapprovingly.
Sirius withdrew his hand awkwardly, and he put the medal back on the cabinet as if nothing had happened: "But anyway, this is Merlin's first-class medal, and it is worth keeping."
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PS
The author is sweet and salty and ravaged,
Don't you officials really want to bookmark my column? !
————————————————————
"The heroine loves learning [Quick Transmigration]"
【The text is as follows】
System: What specialties do you have?
Xu Yuan: Exam?homework?Don't get tired of writing questions until dawn?
System: Excuse me, goodbye.
This is a dead girl who doesn't work hard and doesn't distinguish between five grains,
Picked up a wish fulfillment system,
From then on, the story of shuttle in the great world to dominate~
No wonder!
-------------------
Opened world:
【World 1】
Big Brother’s Novice Village——Be a good brother (√)——No CP
【World 2】
Learn about fancy star chasing—little fans of the actor (√)—cookies
【World 3】
A female bandit with a dream (ing)
↓
To open the world:
1. The Ruined Educated Youth
2. The female alpha is crazy and cool
……
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