"That's amazing!"

Harry couldn't help but smile happily as he looked at the large, bright room in front of him.

Although the room he lived in in the Clark family's castle was larger and more palatial than the one in front of him, it was also someone else's room.

Only this, this room that his godfather had arranged for him, was a real, completely his/her home!

Harry excitedly reached out and touched the velvet quilt on the bed, the fabric was so soft and comfortable, it was a world away from what he had at Uncle Vernon's house.

He opened the closet standing by the wall again, and found that there were several brand new robes in it, all of which were of the latest style.

"I don't know your size, so I bought a few magical robes that change automatically and fit your body, if you don't like that......" Sirius explained a little embarrassed, but Harry couldn't get enough of the new clothes.

"No, I love it, ......you know," Harry said, his voice changing, "I've been picking up my cousin Dudley's old clothes to wear!" ”

Sirius couldn't help but step forward and hugged him tightly in his arms when he heard him say so pitiful, "No, no, Harry, I swear, this will be your home in the future, your real home, and I won't let you go back to live that life!" ”

Looking at the godfather and godson who were there to communicate emotionally, Clark wisely exited the room, piggybacking on it and closing the door.

Fortunately, the two didn't let him wait long, and soon Sirius opened the room again, but the sharp-eyed Clark immediately noticed that this guy's eyes were red, Obviously, when the mood and atmosphere were in place just now, he must have cried.

However, Clark did not mention this, and Sirius, who was stronger, naturally did not show his weak side, only Harry, who was following Sirius, was still wiping his tears.

"Okay, shall we take another look around and visit this room? Or do you want to get straight to the point? Sirius asked, looking directly at Clark.

"Let's get straight to the point, it's already very disturbing to come today." Clark said.

Sirius nodded, and without saying a word, took him and Harry back to the first floor, carefully bypassing Mrs. Black's portrait, and then through the door at the end of the hallway, down the steps to the basement.

"It's the kitchen, it's the dining room, of course, I don't usually come here, but if you can cook, you can use it. As for counting on Kreacher, then you have to be prepared for him to spit in your food. ”

Sirius made a joke with Harry, and Clark looked around and saw that it was almost as dark as the foyer above.

The room was surrounded by rough stone walls, and because there were no windows, the only source of light was a few candles floating above their heads, and the whole kitchen was very dark because it was deep underground.

Only the stove next to the fireplace, and the surrounding walls were all greasy black because of the smoke and fire.

In addition, on the same black ceiling, some iron pots and iron basins hanging down were shaking in the dark, looking hideous and terrifying.

Immediately to the left of the kitchen is a small dining room, with a table that can seat many people pressed against a moldy dark green carpet and a number of chairs on the side.

In the corner of the small dining room, in the triangular space below the staircase on the first floor, there is a sink with wooden cupboards covered with cobwebs on either side, and silver cutlery is placed in them.

Underneath the sink, there was a large hole with a moldy and broken blanket, and in addition to that, there were some strange things, which were supposed to be cut by the house-elf Klee.

"Go this way!"

Sirius led the two to the south side of the dining-room, where he pulled open a green decorative tapestry on the wall, revealing the blue-black brick wall behind it.

He tapped his wand at a certain rhythm on a piece of masonry on the wall, and the next, just like the wall that led from the Cauldron to Diagon Alley, the wall in front of Clark and the others unscrewed open, revealing a narrow, steep, staircase that went deep underground.

"In the ancient pure-blood wizard family, there is usually a secret room of this kind, which hides some of the family's secrets." Sirius said as he led the way and bent inside.

"That's right." Clark nodded approvingly, and Harry followed him, and the two of them walked down the steps together.

When all three of them entered the chamber, the walls behind them creaked and closed again.

Fortunately, Sirius had already lit the torches on the walls of the chamber in advance, so that Harry and the others would not be allowed to roll down the stairs.

"This is where the Black family keeps their books, and where they connect to magic, at least when I left this house, and ...... here."

The trio spiraled down the stairs in the tunnel, and after a few minutes, they came to a large room deep underground.

The sight was spectacular, with the room bisected in two by a large glass wall.

On the left side of the room is a large library, with rows of solid wood bookshelves reaching up to the ceiling, densely packed with books.

On the right side of the room, it was somewhat similar to the basement of Clark's house, and a large long table was also full of various alchemical utensils, but because no one had used them for a long time, it was already covered with dust.

Of course, there was no magic circle like the Clark family here, but instead a few small dark cells in the corner, which were supposed to be the place where the Black family held the test subjects.

Clarke's attention wasn't there, though, and as soon as he entered, he didn't take his eyes off the small library.

The two of them followed Sirius through the thick glass door, and as soon as they entered, they found that it was different from the outside, both on the floor and on the bookshelves, it was very clean.

"After so many years, this place still maintains a protective magic against dust, moisture, and insects!" Clark exclaimed, "It seems that the person who built this library must have been a book lover." ”

"Perhaps," Sirius didn't pay much attention to this, "I have most of my family's books here, but I have to say something ahead. ”

He looked at Clark with blazing eyes.

"Before you arrived, I had donated the dangerous part of my family's collection of books that contained the knowledge of evil and dark magic to the Hogwarts Library.

Of course, those books are also counted in our deals, so you can pick a little more of the rest of them. ”

Clarke wasn't surprised by Sirius's claim, as he had guessed it would come out when he first proposed the deal.

After all, for Gryffindor, who has a strong sense of justice and likes to meddle in things, this is also a routine operation.

So Clark just nodded, "Don't worry, I understand." ”

With that, he ignored Harry and Sirius and began to weave between the bookshelves, ready to pick his own piece of harvest.

The entire library is divided into four sections, with the right-hand side, closest to the exit, containing archival materials related to the Black family.

Includes the genealogy of the Black family, a historical record of the family's development, and biographies of the family's celebrities.

Anyone who enters this library will see this for the first time.

Walking along these bookshelves, a large area in the front half is filled with a large number of magic books on Transfiguration, alchemy, potions, and all kinds of regular spells.

These books are all ordinary goods, many of them were even bought from Clark's Blotted Bookstore, and the only thing that stands out is the largest number, with more than a dozen shelves.

Later, in the second half of the library, the most common sightings on the shelves were magical research notes left by members of the Black family.

Clark took out a few books and flipped through them, and found that they often contained many wonderful ideas, and some even recorded some magical knowledge that was very common in those days but has now been lost.

Of course, the most striking thing is the innermost part of the entire library area, which is separated from the front by a rope.

The bookshelves inside were different from the ones in front of them, all of them were unpleasantly blue-black.

Obviously, this is where the Black family keeps all sorts of books on the dark arts.

It's just that, as Sirius said, the shelves are empty at the moment, and there is not a single book in sight.

In this regard, although Clark was a little disappointed in his heart, it did not affect his mood.

Perhaps for someone like Voldemort, only books on the dark arts that record great power are precious enough.

But for Clark, the reserve of the god of knowledge, knowledge has never been high or low.

Whether it is the artistic knowledge of opera, music, painting and sculpture, or the production knowledge of planting and hunting, smelting and weaving, or even the art of fighting and magic alchemy, these are the crystallization of wisdom and the most valuable wealth in the world.

Compared with these intangible wealth, those gold, silver and jewelry will always run out one day, and those magical tools and alchemical items will turn to dust one day.

Only knowledge, and only knowledge, will not change through the years, and the sharing and circulation will not decrease.

So compared to the feast of knowledge in most of the room, what is a little bit of spicy and stimulating seasoning in the corner?

Sirius, who was standing by and secretly observing, noticed that Clark only had a slight look of disappointment on his face when he saw the empty area of the Dark Magic Book, and then quickly returned to normal and wandered back into the sea of books.

"Am I really worrying?"

Sirius's heart was deep in thought, and he remembered what Dumbledore had said when he had told Dumbledore about it and offered to donate all the dark arts books in his home.

"Although Clark sometimes likes to be a little clever, his essence is not bad, and you don't have to worry about him at all."

Now it seems that what Dumbledore said is not wrong, but remembering the first time they met, Sirius always had an indescribable, but not very comfortable feeling in Clarke's heart.

"Hey, maybe it's really because I've been in Azkaban for a long time, and I've been a little bit bad in my heart."

In the end, Sirius could only blame himself for the problem.

On the other hand, Clark didn't know that Sirius was wary of him, and of course, even if he knew, he wouldn't take it to heart.

At this time, he was very quickly scanning the books on the shelves.

Thanks to the maintenance magic circle in the library, these books are well maintained, and by the gilded letters on the spine, you can know what the contents of the book are.

Of course, Clark occasionally sees Hunter Xinxi, pulls out one or two books that he is interested in and has not read, and quickly browses through them.

If it contains knowledge that is new to him, he will pull it out and set it aside.

After a cursory scan, Clark found many surprises in the collection.

In addition to the magical research notes of the members of the Black family, there are some whimsical ideas and lost magical knowledge that can be found.

Among the largest number of regular magic textbooks, Clark also found a number of magic books that were no longer printed.

In addition to the fact that the content was later proven to be wrong, it was partly because the content was so esoteric and obscure that it did not sell well at the beginning and gradually disappeared from the shelves of bookstores.

Many of these out-of-print books, even Clark had only heard of its name and had never seen the entity, and it was a surprise to find them in the Black family's collection.

Of course, if you want to say that this brings Clark the biggest surprise, it is not that.

That's right, Clark didn't expect that those history books, which were originally used to show the glory of the Black family and explain the family's long history, long history, and talent, would be the biggest gain of his trip.

You know, although Hogwarts also has a "History of Magic" course, in Clark's opinion, it is more like a magical interface to learn from children's history science.

Yes, he will teach you some of the landmark events that took place in various stages of history, and then let you memorize and memorize them.

Such dry and uninteresting content, combined with Professor Binns's boring teaching methods, made "History of Magic" the most troublesome course for young wizards.

However, Clark knows that if "mathematics" is the most brilliant pearl in the crown of modern science, then "history" is the most solid foundation of human civilization.

If a civilization has no history, it is like a river without its source, and a child without a mother, and will eventually fall into the whirlpool of nihilism.

Therefore, in the opinion of Clark, who inherited the fragment of the godhead of the [God of Knowledge], these books that recorded part of the "past" of the wizarding world were many times more precious than those dark magic books donated by Sirius.

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