"Green is also a seventh-order level, it is dangerous for you, and it is just a pediatric for others." Draco sneered disdainfully, which immediately drew a snort of displeasure from Harry.

"Do you want one?" Walburga seduced again.

"Thank you, auntie, but I already have it." Draco raised his left hand, and the silver-headed black pit viper raised its head proudly.

"What about you? Harry! Do you want it? "Walburga is like an enthusiastic salesman.

Harry thought the watch was very useful, at least when Catherine ran to a strange place, he could tell if she was in danger, but he felt that something was wrong, but he didn't understand that there was a problem, so he had to turn to the red-haired girl for help.

"Mrs. Black, the Potter family still needs Harry to inherit it." Catherine tossed the fragment of the teacup into the air, and her left hand made a repair spell gesture, and by the time the teacup fell back into her right palm, it was completely restored.

"James. Potter has two children, and it would be nice to inherit the family with only one. Walburga stared at Catherine and smiled kindly.

"Don't you already have one?" Catherine glanced at Tonks, she still didn't know she had sold herself.

"Before my niece had her second child, she wasn't part of the Black family." Walbuga looked at Tonks with a smile.

Tonks looked hesitantly at Draco and saw that he was looking at himself with idiot eyes, only to realize that something bad seemed to have happened.

"Isn't there any one of the three of them?" Catherine asked with a headache.

"Those who have been expelled from the family have been forced to return their descendants, so can they still be allowed to return? You must know that they don't have a place for a 'family' in their hearts, so it's better to stay away than let them come back and cause trouble! Walburga grumbled dissatisfied, then put on a gentle smile, "As for Sissi, she's been busy for 12 years. It's time for her to get some rest. ”

"How long do you want me to help you?" Catherine reluctantly tossed the teacup in her hand to Harry.

"At least until the next generation has the ability to support the family." Walbuga was apologetic, "Don't worry, the pay will definitely not disappoint you." ”

"I'm sure the Black family won't be on the payroll." As she spoke, Catherine pierced her right palm with her fingernail and dripped blood on the coat of arms on the lid, which popped open again, revealing a pocket watch identical to Tonks, and even the back of the lid was the same bright Cancer pattern, except for the name on the hands. There is only the words engraved on the back of the pocket watch.

The back of the red-haired girl's pocket watch is engraved with the words "Catherine. Blake", while Tonks' is engraved with the inscription "Nymphadora. Blake".

"My family name is wrong!" Tonks grumbled.

"That's right." Walburga said with a smile, "Since you have accepted the inheritance of the Black family, you naturally have to change your surname to 'Black'!" ”

Tonks realized that something was wrong, and Harry couldn't help but be glad he had a sister to help, otherwise he would have been abducted by Walburga.

"My dad is going crazy!" Tonks was stunned and said, "He only has me." ”

"Just let him have another one with your mother, they're still young anyway." As soon as Walburga said this, the children obediently shut up. It's definitely not something they can pick up.

"Catherine! It's okay for you to accept the eighth-order inheritance trial now, right? Walburga asked suddenly.

"Yes, Mrs. Black!" Catherine nodded and replied, "The same with blood, right?" ”

"That's right! Just rub it on the lid. Walburga said.

Catherine obediently did. The Black family crest, which had absorbed the blood, suddenly emitted a dazzling white bright light, and she quickly closed her eyes, waiting for the brightness around her to open them again. only to find her and Harry the only ones left in the foyer.

"What's going on? Harry! What about Draco and Miss Tonks? Catherine turned the face of the second ring in her left hand to herself, looking around warily, only to hear the black-haired boy ask herself in an unusually painful voice.

"Catherine. Why don't you tell me about prophecy and Horcruxes? ”

There was a muffled "click" as the Black family pocket watch fell from Catherine's hand to the ground, and she turned her head stiffly and looked at Harry in shock, wondering why he would know, knowing that she hadn't even said Snape.

"Sue me why?" Harry shouted as he walked up to her.

"Because—" Catherine looked into Harry's angry eyes and wanted to tell her all about it, but subconsciously told her that she must not do so.

"Sue me!" Harry shook Catherine's shoulders vigorously.

"Because there is a limit to what a person can endure!" Catherine stabbed her nails hard into the palm of her right hand, the stinging pain of the wound made her brain regain a sense of clarity, "If a person suddenly gets too much blow, he will collapse because he can't bear it, so, even if he has to face it, he has to be guided step by step, slowly improve his endurance, until he can stand it, then let him face it." ”

"Catherine, what the hell are you talking about?"

Catherine blinked, seeing Harry's blank expression, Tonks was also full of doubt, only Draco's eyes were full of thought.

"Catherine was caught in the illusion of the inheritance trial just now." "It presents what the trialist fears most, and the trialist can only get through by relying on his true self, otherwise he will always be trapped in the illusion." ”

"Catherine, I'm glad you got through." Harry hugged the red-haired girl with trepidation, "The way you just looked scared me. ”

Catherine didn't say anything, just hugged Harry, and when she let go of her hand, she realized that her clothes were soaking wet.

The illusion of less than half a minute actually completely exhausted all of Catherine's magic power, and it was indeed worthy of the inheritance trial of the Black family.

"I need to go back to my room, change my clothes and get some rest." Catherine didn't hide her embarrassment, but when she lifted her feet, she found that she didn't have the slightest strength in her body, and she fell directly on Harry because she lost her balance.

"What's wrong?" Harry tried to hold her, but he didn't expect to be knocked to the ground by Catherine, and then he realized that the red-haired girl was not light at all.

"It's gone." Catherine sat helplessly on the floor, took off her coat with trembling hands, rolled up her sleeves and trouser legs, and asked the others to help untie some of the things that were tied to her hands and feet.

"Why are you carrying so many things with you?" Draco looked in disbelief at what had just been taken from Catherine, the not lighter weight of the gaiter armguards, at least three dozen needles, pills, and other bits and pieces, and as for her coat, it shook it to make the sound of a large container toppling.

"It's just a habit, I brought more last year and the year before that, and now a lot of them have been replaced with magic items." Catherine lay flat on the ground and panted and said, "You must not touch my coat at will, there is a defensive magic circle on it, I don't want anything to happen to you." ”

Draco immediately handed Catherine's coat to Kechelli, dealing with something similar, and it was still the house-elf who was better at it.

Kecheli wanted to take Catherine back to her room, but Walburga and many portraits said that she had better stay out of magic now, so Draco volunteered to carry her upstairs, but he overestimated his body, and the pampered young master was unable to continue when he reached the third floor, so Harry had to take over. Although the black-haired boy worked a lot, he was so tired that he was out of breath when he carried Catherine back to her bedroom because he was malnourished as a child.

Fortunately, after this short period of rest, Catherine finally recovered a little and was able to go to the bathroom of her bedroom with Tonks's support, and as for the change of clothes, Dobby, who was familiar with her habits, helped to prepare.

Draco couldn't stand the stinky sweat, and when he saw that Catherine was fine, he simply ran back to his room to take a shower, and Harry also went back to his room to take a quick shower, leaving Tonks to wander around boredly, and finally she couldn't help but be curious, and randomly touched the things on the red-haired girl's table, thus triggering the mechanism she had set up.

Hearing the crackling sound outside, Catherine guessed what happened to Tonks, but she couldn't go out to check until the magic began to flow smoothly, and then changed her clothes and walked out of the bathroom.

By this time, Harry and Draco had already returned, but they didn't expect that after just leaving for a while, Catherine's room became a mess, and Tonks fell to the ground unconscious, and when they looked closely, they found that she had only fainted after hitting the table.

22-year-old adults, three 13-year-old children can't move, so naturally they can only do it for the domestic elves.

"Kecheli, send Miss Tonks to the next room to rest." "Dobby, clean up Catherine's room."

The house-elf's cunning made a qiē housework incredibly easy, and all three forgot the resuscitation curse in order to prevent Tonks from erupting with even more destructive power.

"What do you want to know?" Catherine lay down on Dobby's carefully arranged bed before she picked up her spirits to deal with the two teenagers who refused to leave.

"What's something Potter can't bear?" Draco immediately asked.

"A prophecy that sentenced him to a 50 percent mortality rate." Catherine closed her eyes slightly and said quickly, "It is because of the existence of this prophecy that the mysterious man is trying to put Harry to death. ”

"That bastard made such an irresponsible prophecy?" Harry asked with a thunderous geek.

"Our divination professor." Catherine's eyes were completely closed.

"You're kidding!" Draco's face was full of disbelief.

"That's why the Headmaster decided to let her join Hogwarts." Catherine's voice became muffled.

"Just because she prophesied that Voldemort was going to kill me?" Harry roared angrily. (To be continued......)