DNF Meets Harry Potter

12 Grimmauld Place, the old house of the Black family.

The dust is flying and the sky is gray. Weeds and moss are growing tenaciously in the corners, and the walls are covered with mottled marks of time.

Carl couldn't help but twitched fiercely when they looked at the old and dilapidated villa in front of them, then tilted their heads and looked at Sirius, especially Naiyali. She was already a little skeptical about life.

Sirius couldn't help himself when he saw this, and then smiled awkwardly:

"It hasn't been long since Lupin and I came back from our trip. We only had time to clean the inside of the house, but not the outside. But don't worry, it will be back to its original state soon...

As you all know, I haven't been here since I was sixteen..."

Harry nodded to express understanding, but he actually didn't care what Sirius's house was like.

As long as you have a family, you are home wherever you go...

Several people walked up the slightly dilapidated stone steps with a smile, and Sirius took out his wand and lightly clicked on the door. After a while, the quaint door that stood in the old Black house shuddered. Turn on slowly after a beep...

"Welcome to my house!"

Sirius stood at the gate and said loudly with a faint smile on his face.

Then, he snapped his fingers, the huge crystal chandelier in the hall lit up, and the darkness was instantly dissipated.

Under the leadership of Sirius, several people filed in, and Naiyali's frowned brows stretched out. Although it doesn't look great on the outside, the decoration on the inside is pretty good.

Carl stretched his muscles, sat down on the sofa, and stretched beautifully.

After entering the house, Harry looked curiously at the house where Sirius once lived, then quickly found a table and started to write his homework happily, the kind of crying while writing...

One person, one pen, one night, one miracle...

Harry, unlike Carl, had someone to help him with his homework. After spending almost two months at home, he finally tasted the bitter fruit today.

"The space between words in the history of magic essays is larger, and Professor Bins wouldn't read it so carefully..." Sirius smiled and gave Harry a trick. He used these little tricks when he was in school to be tried and tested.

"Have you finished your homework, Carl?!" Harry turned his head and looked at Carl, hoping to have a teammate.

In his impression, Carl usually turned in the last few homework.

"Homework...what's that stuff?" Carl blinked, flipped his wrist, and a pile of parchment full of words appeared in his hand.

He dangled in front of Harry as if showing off, "Will this thing take you a long time? No, no..."

"It's impossible!" Harry's eyes widened. The Carl he knew would never be the one who finished the homework ahead of time!

"How can it be impossible?" Carl smacked his lips and said with a smirk: "Don't deceive yourself any more. If you delay any longer, I dare say you will be uncomfortable in the next few days..."

Harry rolled his eyes and ignored him and began to concentrate on finishing his summer homework. As Carl said, if he doesn't hurry up, I'm afraid he will feel it when school starts.

Seeing Harry no longer forced, Carl smiled slightly, rubbed his fingers on the leather sofa in Sirius's house, lost in thought.

He remembered that there seemed to be a Horcrux here?

He stood up, and just as he was about to walk around to see if he could find it, a low and disgusting voice suddenly reached his ears.

"The mudblood has the smell of strangers, who is it! Hmm~, it turned out to be the young master, and he brought his nasty friends.

But... a prodigal who was expelled from his genealogy years ago, how could he still have the face to come back? If the poor mistress is still alive, seeing this scene will surely drive them all out...

The noble Black family does not tolerate blasphemy and defilement! "

Harry, who was sitting at his desk concentrating on his homework, was taken aback by the sudden sound. He shivered and drew a long ink mark on the parchment.

A meaningful smile appeared at the corner of Carl's mouth. He was still worrying about how to find the locket just now. At this moment, the opportunity will be automatically delivered to the door, so good~...

He turned his head and looked in the direction where the sound came from. At the top of the empty stairs, an old house elf suddenly appeared at some point.

It looked very old, its face was full of pleats, and there was nothing else on it except a dirty rag around its waist.

There are a lot of white hairs growing in the big bat-like ears, and the two eyeballs that are as big as a copper bell staring at Carl are filled with disgust, and they can't wait to drive them out immediately.

"Kreacher! I've told you before, not to appear in front of my friends! Why didn't you obey the orders?"

Seeing this house elf, Sirius's originally kind face suddenly sank, he angrily pointed his finger at Kreacher's nose ~www.readwn.com~ and shouted at it.

"Oh, Master... Master is now Kreacher’s new owner! The meaning of Kreacher’s existence is to dedicate everything completely and unreservedly to the noble Black family! How this family was when the mistress was still alive Prominent!

But... why did it become like this? My poor mistress, she would never have thought that such a dark day would come—the prodigal who had been expelled from the family came back, and he inherited everything from the Black family!

What would she think if she saw Kreacher serving the young master? How disappointed the poor hostess was with the young master..."

Kreacher answered Sirius' question ‘smartly’.

"Shut up, Kreacher!" Sirius's face suddenly became darker, and he walked to Kreacher angrily, wishing to give him a kick.

But thinking that Harry was still watching, he had to try to contain the anger he wanted to explode.

"Very good! Is this your reason?

You listened to me clearly, I now order you to show respect to my friends! If you let me hear these disgusting words again, you just wait to get out of the Black family! "

Sirius flushed, and Harry had never seen him angry like this, even the photo published on the wanted order was a bit inferior.

Kreacher's body trembled violently, and he almost didn't stand up. Sirius may not care when he was expelled from the Black family, but it was different.

For house elves, there is nothing more terrifying than expelling the family. They regard this matter more importantly than life!

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