Hogwarts Homecoming

Harry would have been surprised by the space in Sirius's father's tent if it hadn't been for the fact that Professor Blaine's classroom, which had been used for them to deal with the Inferi and Hinkpunks, was now used as a training room for physical education. .

The tent looked only half the size of Hagrid's hut from the outside, but the space inside was dozens of times larger than the outside. The wizard who made the tent seemed to have moved a seaside villa into it. Harry's aunt and uncle's family has always been extremely eager to buy a holiday villa in Majorca. They bought a lot of related magazines and brochures. Harry once lived in the enviable luxurious houses. , just like the white four-story western-style building in front of us.

"Oh——"

What happened outside just now made them unhappy. However, when they saw the villa in front of them and the huge swimming pool in front of the villa, the little ones in the Weasley family who were not determined enough all let out exclamations. Ron came directly from the team. He ran out, came to the swimming pool, lay down and touched the water with his finger, then stared at Sirius with a confused expression,

"This is a real swimming pool. Oh my god, I just thought it was just a trick!"

"It's truly an eye-opener, Sirius-"

Mr. Weasley stared at the soft light in the sky and said in great surprise,

"Much bigger than the tent I borrowed from Perkins."

Harry didn't care who Perkins was, and the luxury tent didn't shock him as much as the fact that Sirius was related to the Malfoy family. After holding his big head for a long time, Harry's neck finally couldn't bear it anymore. He put his hand on his cheek and looked at Sirius with a frown.

"Remus, see if you can help Harry's head recover. He just ate a piece of bubble gum and his head became like this."

Sirius looked at Remus and said calmly.

"I know the kind of bubble gum you are talking about. Not long before you came, I saw a little boy when I went to fetch water. His head was more than ten times bigger than yours. Harry -"

Remus stared at Harry's head with interest and said,

"But the little boy immediately returned to normal after swallowing the other half of the bubblegum. I guess you must have swallowed the funny half and the antidote in one gulp, right, Harry?"

Harry muttered under his breath, and then, under Remus's restorative spell, his head began to swipe.

"What the hell is going on Sirius, you and Draco's mother?"

Remus walked into the villa to inform Kreacher to bring food to everyone. Mr. Weasley, who saw that the father and son wanted to chat, also gave Ginny a guilty look, and they also walked into the villa to visit. By the swimming pool, Ron, Fred and George were already taking off their shirts and jumping in to show off their skills.

"Haha, just like what Ron said just now, Harry -"

Sirius laughed dryly twice,

"There are some die-hards in the magic world who are always unwilling to abandon outdated traditions. They are pure-blood families. They are crazy about the purity of their blood. It would be a shame to combine with a wizard of mixed-race origin. But in this case, they don't have much choice. Well, in order to ensure that the family is not destroyed, these pure-blood wizard families intermarry with each other, so--"

Sirius spread his hands and made a helpless expression towards Harry.

Harry was not unaware of what Sirius said. He also knew that these pure-blood families generally graduated from the same academy, just like Ron's family members all went to school in Gryffindor, and Malfoy's ancestors are basically from Slytherin.

Sirius rarely talked about his parents with him, and Harry took it for granted that the Black family, like the Weasley family, was an 'outlier' among pure-blood wizarding families.

But judging from what Malfoy's mother said outside just now, it seems that the real alien should be Sirius.

After a short silence, Harry suddenly frowned and said,

"Draco's mother just mentioned Walburga, who is she?"

"She's my mother--"

Sirius's gray eyes flashed with a hint of gloom, and after taking a deep breath, he nodded,

"You guessed it right, Harry, she is my mother. Yes, Narcissa Malfoy is right. She doesn't like me very much. In fact, in order to prevent me from taking over the family's wealth, she died I made a will and divided the gold that my family had accumulated over the centuries between my two cousins. One of them was Narcissa Malfoy, and the other, oh, I really don't want to mention that woman-- Bellatrix Lestrange."

cousin

Harry suddenly remembered that on the night of his fourteenth birthday dinner, Sirius and Remus had talked to him about his dream. Sirius had suspected that the woman who appeared in his dream was his cousin. But then Narcissa Malfoy was mentioned, which meant that it was Bellatrix Lestrange?

"Yes, that's her."

Sirius said with disgust, "She was imprisoned in Azkaban with me. Of course, she is different from me. She is definitely worthy of the things she has done."

"What did she do?"

Harry asked eagerly. It was only today that he realized that he knew nothing about Sirius's life experience.

"Did what?" Sirius sneered, "She was Voldemort's henchman, please believe me, Harry, you will not find anyone who is more loyal to Voldemort than Bellatrix Lestrange Even in Azkaban, under the torment of those dementors, I have heard her screaming and laughing many times over the years, waiting for Voldemort to come back and make everyone pay!"

"But--"

Harry was still perplexed and wanted to say something, but Sirius was a little impatient, he waved his hand and said impatiently,

"Don't you understand, Harry, who are my mother and my relatives? Most of them are direct loyalists of Voldemort. Secretly contributing to Voldemort's horrors, and my mum, well, yeah, she's not a Death Eater, but let me tell you, if she'd been twenty years younger then, maybe she would have done something!"

Sirius' words made Harry's heart heavy. It was only now that he realized that the grievances Sirius suffered were not only his parents who misunderstood and persecuted him, but his own family may have caused even more harm to him.

Mr. Weasley came out of the villa, probably planning to call them to dinner, but this time, the wind chimes outside the tent suddenly rang, and at the same time, a light voice also reached their ears along with the pleasant wind chimes inside.

"Ah ho, is anyone here? I heard that there was a conflict here. I have nothing to do, so I'll come and have a look!"

"oh!"

Mr. Weasley immediately became excited. He hurried around the swimming pool, Sirius and Harry walked to the tent door, and greeted Sirius on his behalf.

"The most important person at the moment, Ludo!"

"Hey, Arthur, old man!"

Mr. Weasley's voice caught people outside a little off guard, but immediately, Ludo, who realized who it was, broke in directly from the outside. He shook hands with Mr. Weasley enthusiastically,

"Is this your tent, Arthur? It's not bad, I bet this tent can sell for at least six thousand Galleons!"

"Who the hell is he?"

While Mr. Weasley was greeting the man, Ron, Fred and George climbed out of the swimming pool one by one, and Harry asked Ron in a low voice,

"Ludo Bagman, the director of the Department of Magical Sports, used to be a Quidditch player. Dad has a good relationship with him. He helped us get our Quidditch tickets."

Harry nodded. Indeed, Mr. Weasley had said that.

Without a doubt, Ludo Bagman was clearly the most striking person Harry had ever seen, wearing a striking Quidditch jersey with wide yellow and black stripes and a splash of ink on his chest. There was a huge wasp printed on the ground, and it seemed that he was originally a strong physique, but now he was starting to go downhill. His robes were tightly pumped on his big belly, which must have been unlucky when he played Quidditch for England.

"Ludo received a report saying that someone had a conflict here and used a magic wand. He came to investigate this matter, but I have explained the misunderstanding to him clearly."

Mr. Weasley led Ludo up to them and said hurriedly. Pointing to Sirius, he said to Ludo,

"Actually, this tent belongs to Sirius, I suppose you've heard of him, Ludo?"

"Ah, of course, the name is like thunder!"

Ludo looked eagerly at Sirius,

"I was in Paris and heard about you in the papers, and if I ask you what a hero you are, Sirius!"