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This mahogany door may be the most eye-catching object in the entire No. 12 Grimmauld Place. There is a small and stylish sign on it, \'Without my express permission - no entry,\'the lower right corner of the sign Neatly written with the signature \'Regulus Arcturus Black. \'

Sirius was a little nostalgic, stared at the sign for a while, and finally turned around and walked to the other door. This door is not as well maintained as the mahogany door, mildew, stains, and it seems that there are traces of rotten eggs? Exuding an unpleasant smell, a few faded yellow seals sealed the entire door, and it felt like the first scene of a murder.

However, the broken wooden sign on the door that said \'Siris Exclusive\' was still there.

Sirius ripped off the seal on the door, kicking up a cloud of dust, which seemed to have been closed for a long time.

Sirius slowly opened the door and moved his wand forward, trying to prevent the fox who ran out of the room from attacking his face - but nothing happened, he opened the door smoothly, and returned for the first time in many years. Arrived at this \'Siris exclusive\' room.

Sirius was amazed by what he saw. His room was so well kept, even the studded jacket that had been thrown on the ground before he left home was still there, the letter on the desk had not been opened, and the little sofa blanket was hiding under it. The Muggle magazine showed no sign of being moved, and if it weren't for the thick dust, Sirius even thought time had stopped here.

The luxurious carved queen bed was placed so quietly in the middle of the room, occupying a lot of space, "P" Sirius used magic to light up the dusty chandelier, and the crimson velvet drapery cooperated with the light to make the whole room feel bright. warm up.

It's a Gryffindor room, as anyone who's ever visited Sirius' room would say, because as a teenager he really wanted to differentiate himself from the Blacks - emphasising how different he was from this Slytherin .

The walls of the entire room are fully utilized, with a few Gryffindor flags occupying most of the country, followed by posters of the Quidditch team, Muggle motorcycles, Muggle teams, and Ms. 'Muggle Bikini Girl, a magic photo is posted on the navel of \'Bikini Girl\'.

It was the only picture of a wizard on the wall. Four Hogwarts students stood together, looking silly at the camera. Sirius stretched out his hand and covered the fat figure on the far right. When he put his hand down, Chubby has walked away from the photo, and there are only three people left in the photo.

Sirius stared at the photo for a while, and threw himself on the dusty bed, very dirty, but he didn't care at all because he was dirty enough, Sirius now just wanted to get a good night's sleep and fight again. Get up and face all kinds of bad things.

But unfortunately, Sirius had insomnia, and although he was tired, he couldn't sleep in the familiar bed, \'Maybe I should give myself a clean up? Or take a hot shower? \'He thought so, and suddenly heard the rustling of the door.

Sirius narrowed his eyes and found that the sneaky Kreacher came in. He instantly became alert and wanted to know what this crazy house-elf was going to do. He saw Kreacher wandering around the room. Touching the lamp for a while, touching the table for a while, and fiddling with something like a broom on the ground—

It looked like he was cleaning, and this realization made Sirius a little dazed. Am I dreaming? He soon knew that he was not dreaming, because Kreacher used extremely fast and swift means to pull out the dirty sheets he was pressing, and then used house-elf cleaning magic to successfully remove all the dirt on his body. , and put on new sheets with some kind of elf magic.

After a while of operation, the clean Sirius lay on the clean sheets, and finally drowsiness brewed, he fell asleep in the low voice of old Kreacher, "I really miss old Kreacher, old Kreacher used to do the same to fugitives. The young master changed the sheets, the fugitive young master always wet the bed when he was a child..."

\'Nonsense, it must have confused me and Regulus, \'This is the last thing Sirius thought about before falling asleep, and unconsciously, the corner of his mouth rose slightly.

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Wiltshire in the early morning has its own flavor. Stonehenge exudes a mysterious color under the first ray of sunlight. Crop circles are telling the unknown secrets of Muggles all the time. A large number of UFO sightings are coming. People who come here always like to look at the sky. When they don't see a UFO, they appreciate the soft, delicate clouds that fill the sky.

Sometimes Muggles mistake owls for UFOs to spread unnecessary rumors. For example, now, a college student-like girl pointed at the owl in the sky and shouted UFO, and then watched the owl disappear into the air, and her voice suddenly stopped. .

"What's the matter, Joanne?" The girl's companion came out of the cabin and looked at the sky, but saw nothing, "Don't be dumb, we're going to see crop circles today! Hurry up!" She He took Joanne's arm and tried to bring her back to the cabin from the balcony.

"I saw an owl disappear into the air!" Joanne grabbed her companion backhand. "Really! It's there!" She pointed to the sky, but there was nothing there.

"Haha, this joke is outdated, Joanne," the companion turned around, leaving Joanne alone on the balcony, "Hurry up, we made an appointment with the tour guide at ten o'clock, now it's almost time, you haven't washed up yet! "She went off to make coffee, thinking about it.

\'There must be something undiscovered in this world...these secrets...\'Joanne took another look at the place where the owl disappeared,\'I will find them all one day. \'

The poor owl that passed through the Muggle Shielding Curse was completely unaware at the moment that he had caught the attention of a Muggle lady, and it was from these unnoticed little details that history changed quietly - but the owl It's just an owl, what does it know, it's just doing its job dutifully.

This fine owl, dedicated to the work of the Blacks, flew low through a wood, through a wheat field, over a hillside, over a lake, and finally came to an empty plain with nothing, and then, it looked To the destination of this trip - Malfoy Manor with a long history.

In fact it had entered the Malfoys' land three minutes earlier - empty plains with nothing, eh? You're saying that the abandoned land looks a bit wasteful? That can't be helped. The noble Malfoys have no time to take care of the land, and they are unwilling to rent it to Muggles to farm. Even if they can get a lot of rent, who cares, anyway, the Malfoys won't care. Yes, they are willing to leave that land uncultivated, and having money is self-willed.

"Cuckoo," the owl stopped at a sign on a country road and looked at the wrought-iron gate in front of him, and behind it was a long driveway, yes, driveway—

Although the Malfoy family disdain to use Muggle cars, but it is not a hindrance to get them to watch. There is a green BlowerBentley in Mr. Lucius' underground secret garage. A bag dropped in your hand, or some other method - know that Malfoys are always going to do whatever it takes to get what they like.

The owl stood on the road sign for a while~lightnovelpub.net~ and did not find the person who came to get the letter. As an elite owl of the noble Black family, it thought that it should be polite, so it pecked the flowers on the iron gate The pattern, soon, the pattern began to distort and turned into a ferocious face, "Speak the purpose of your visit," the sound of the metal door was sonorous and powerful.

"Cuckoo," the owl casually grunted twice to answer the iron gate's question, but the iron gate was silent, "Boom," the sound of pulling the cork sounded, and a house-elf appeared outside the iron gate, it tiptoed Standing up to take the letter from the owl's paw, "Dobby has the letter!" It thanked the owl, then looked at the envelope, "Oh! Dobby has the Black family's letter to the mistress! The perfect letter! No oil stains, no mud spots - everything is wonderful!"

It was muttering to itself, as if trying to convince itself that it was all fun, but the owl apparently found Dobby's every move boring, and it started flapping its wings.

Dobby watched the owl fly away quickly and disappeared into the sky, and it began to talk to himself again, "Why is Dobby, and why isn't Dobby an owl?"

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