London, 12 Grimmauld Place.

Blake's ancestral home.

When Ringo arrived, Sirius and Harry were already waiting at the door—they were dressed in the same casual suit, with balloons around their necks, and Harry had a big ice cream in his hand, apparently fresh from the playground.

But neither of them had many smiles on their faces.

"Sirius doesn't seem to like this ancestral house very much, if it weren't for Ringo's way of showing you the house......" Harry said again.

He seemed to want to suggest that Ringo go to the restaurant for dinner after visiting the house.

Of course, Ringo knew that Sirius didn't like this house, especially since this house was where the pure-blood Nurgle of the Black family was, and the fucking portrait was still permanently pasted there, and when he saw him, he yelled at him for being a "loser", "a sinister seed", and "regretting having such a thing as you......

Frankly.

Hell if Sirius is back here, hell with it.

But for the sake of the pendant box.

Ringo still directly blocked Harry's words: "This is the old town, well, Sirius, where is the house?" ”

"Whoa." Sirius handed over a note with a cold face, "Destroy it when you're done." ”

"Safe house?"

"Hmm."

Ringo took the note, only to see that it read "Black's ancestral home is located at 12 Grimmauld Place, London" - something that Ringo had known for a long time.

But......

He couldn't see House 12 until he read the note.

But after reading it.

Before he could destroy it, a dilapidated house appeared in front of him, with dirty walls, gloomy windows, and broken doors—it was 12 Grimmauld Place.

"Usually pure-blood houses will have a Brave Loyalty Charm on them." Although he didn't like the ancestral house and had a cold face, Sirius introduced Ringo dutifully, after all, he knew that Ringo's purpose was to understand what defenses the pure-blood family's house had, "I am its secretive, only if I reveal it to others, others can see it, but what I know through other channels still can't be seen." ”

"I see."

Although he had known it for a long time, Ringo nodded and burned the note to ashes by the way.

Of course.

There is a lot of slander in my heart——

Sirius is here, and he can just speak directly, but he has to use a note to do more.

Harry seemed embarrassed, seeing that Ringo could already see the house, and that there were occasional pedestrians here, he said, "Sirius, let's go inside." ”

"Let's go inside."

Sirius took the lead, and tapped his wand at the silver snake's head knocker, and there was a chain sound from inside.

The next moment, the unlocked door opened.

At the same time, a wet, dusty smell mixed with the sweet smell of decay came to my face.

——

Ringo immediately cast an iron spell on himself.

By the way, he took out three masks.

Handed Sirius and Harry one each, "Put it on, or it will smell too bad." ”

"I don't." Sirius faintly refused, and then walked straight in without any stops, "You guys explore slowly, there's nothing to pay attention to inside, I'll wait for you in the restaurant." ”

"I'll go too." Harry hurried to follow.

Ringo was lagging behind, but he wasn't in a hurry, and just watched in the open.

After entering the door.

The first thing that catches the eye is the long foyer, with a row of old-fashioned gas lamps on the wall, which is dim at this time, and the surrounding wallpaper is torn and covered with cobwebs and dust.

Walk through the foyer to the staircase.

Here you can choose to go to the second floor or to the kitchen on the negative first floor.

Meanwhile, directly in front of it was the dining room, where Sirius sat in spite of the dust, while Harry carefully wiped down his chair.

But Ringo didn't care about father and son.

Instead, he glanced at an umbrella stand made from the leg bones of a troll, and a plaque nailed to a row of crumpled house-elf heads.

Glancing at the curtain around the corner.

"If I'm not mistaken, behind the curtain there should be a fucking portrait of Sirius." Ringo thought, and with a flick of his wand, he pulled the curtains open to both sides, "And there are foxes living there." ”

Crash!

With the sound of dust popping and a group of small fairy-like creatures flapping their wings.

A portrait of a man tall appeared in front of Ringo.

In the portrait.

It was an old lady in a black hat - maybe too old, with drooling on her mouth and yellow spots on her face.

It was a portrait of Sirius's mother, Walburga Black.

She seemed to be sleeping.

Suddenly woken up by the curtain lifting, she was in a state of bewilderment, but the moment she saw Ringo, she immediately opened her mouth and wanted to scream.

However.

At the moment of its screaming.

Ringo's wand flicked a small spell and then with a flick of the curtain.

Come on.

This old lady was incredibly discriminatory against Muggle-borns.

When you see it, you have to scream.

And when she screams, she will cause the other portraits in the room to scream, and the members of the Order of the Phoenix, who used this as the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix in the original book, are simply unbearable.

Naturally, Ringo will not make trouble for himself.

Blocked her straight from the start.

Then he looked at the fox that was flying around the curtain, a creature that resembled a fairy.

But......

Compared to the fairy who is full of vanity and has no intention of attacking.

The fox is much more dangerous.

Also known as the biting fairies, they are covered in thick black hair, with two arms and legs, shining beetle-like wings on their backs, and two rows of sharp fangs on their beaks.

Aggressive thieves are strong.

At this time.

Frightened, they flew out of the curtains.

About twenty of them.

Hovering in the air and making a "babbling" sound, the mouth with what was a bloody mouth swooped down to bite Ringo.

——

Unfortunately, before they could swoop down, Ringo trapped them with a fixation charm, and then touched the storage ring, causing Fairy Bloor to fly out.

"Catch them in and femdom." Ringo tapped the fairy's little head, "From now on, they will be your personal guard, let them do any work." ”

"Woohoo!"

The fairy was not familiar with Ringo at this time, and he had long passed the point where he was willing to work after giving a new dress.

Or maybe it's because I drank a lot of intelligence enhancers.

In a word.

The stupid guy could now understand a lot of people's words, and immediately became happy when he heard it, and his little head threw himself on Ringo's hand and kissed it, and then waved his little wand.

Syllable!

The group of foxes who were suspended in the air and did not move, were pulled by it with fairy magic.

Yes, pulling.

It's still quite difficult.

But it turned out well, at least he neatly pulled the fox into the storage ring, and then looked at Ringo, not knowing whether to ask for a reward or what.

"That's good, I'll give you ...... clothes later," Ringo was about to compliment.

But the words did not fall.

I caught a glimpse of the thin figure at the corner of the stairs on the second floor, if it wasn't standing, it really looked like a grunt in it.

However.

It's not Gollum, it's the target of Ringo's trip, the Black family's house elf, Kreacher.

This is the oldest house-elf to appear in the HP world.

Filthy and emaciated.

And by the original owner...... That is, Sirius's fucking influence, and the ultimate pure-blood supremacist, whose greatest lifelong wish is to have his head cut off after death, and be nailed to the plate full of elves' heads just now, like his mother.

Of course......

That was before.

Now, if Kreacher's greatest wish is to fulfill Sirius's younger brother...... Regulus Black's last wish - to destroy Slytherin's Locket.

Theoretically, Kreacher is now on the side of justice.

But no matter how righteous it is.

It did not prevent it from immediately making a stumbling voice the moment it saw Ringo: "...... As if it was the smell of a gutter and a rotten rat, the little master who had not seen him for a few years came home, but brought with him a mudblood and a ......"

It glanced at Ringo, as if judging.

"Purebloods." Ringo looked at it, "What, is there a problem?" ”

“…… and an unknown cub. Kreacher continued to mutter, as if he hadn't heard Ringo's words, but as if he had heard them.

"What's your name? House elves of the Black family? Ringo seemed intrigued by it, walked up to the second floor, and looked at Kreacher condescendingly.

"The cub was asking my name, and old Kreacher wouldn't tell him that their arrival had defiled the mistress's house, and every minute of their existence had filled the house with a foul ......" Kreacher still "didn't hear," but bowed to Ringo, and then slowly walked to the other room with a dirty rag.

Ringo didn't stop it.

If Kreacher had been as clean as the other house-elves, he might have Sirius transfer it to him.

But it's a pity......

This guy is too dirty, and he is not willing to transfer over.

Even if you help it solve the pendant box, it is willing, but it is useless - it is too old, it really can't do it, and it can only support the elderly.

It's not related.

Ringo will not be kind enough to help a elf in his old age.

Not to mention......

Sirius, isn't that still there?

Thinking of this, Ringo and Kreacher passed by and walked directly to the living room on the second floor.

Yes.

The living room was on the second floor, and there was a writing desk in it, and as soon as he entered, Ringo heard a gurgling sound coming from under the desk.

There seems to be something inside.

And what?

Ringo thought for a moment and opened it.

The next moment.

He saw a pregnant belly, it seemed to be a pregnant woman, but unfortunately he couldn't see the appearance of the pregnant woman clearly, only knew that the pregnant woman was lying on a tattered wooden bed, and he could vaguely see the child in her belly, which had been formed, and there was a man standing next to him, who was lifting a shovel and smashing it into the pregnant woman's big belly......

A fine layer of goosebumps rose on Ringer's arm.

He frowned.

Waving his wand: "——"

Syllable!

The man's shovel fell, and the woman's belly exploded—but it was a false alarm, and the big belly turned into a balloon at the critical moment.

Bang!

Ringo closed it again, took a deep breath, and eased the depressed mood just now: "It turns out that I also have my fears, yes, compared to all kinds of tribulations, because of the birth policy, being forced to have a baby and not being able to give birth is the most frightening ......"

He smiled.

Turn around and go downstairs to the restaurant:

"Sirius, there's something in your living room on the second floor, it seems to be a Boggart, but unfortunately I don't dare open it."

"You're on the second floor?" Sirius looked up, "I don't think I saw ......"

"An elderly house-elf?"

"Kreacher!" Sirius gritted his teeth, "You didn't hear anything unpleasant, did you?" ”

"What does it mean to be unpleasant? Mudbloods? Bed bugs in the filthy gutter? The smell of rot everywhere you go? Ringo looked at Sirius, "Do you mean that?" ”

Harry was dazed.

Sirius swiped the ground and stood up: "This Kreacher, its brain was educated badly by my mother, bastard, to say such things to guests, Ringo, don't worry, I'm going to lock it up......"

said.

He was going upstairs to carry out his word.

But haven't gone out yet.

Ringo stopped him: "Sirius, I have no objection to you locking it up, but before locking it up, can you let it try if the things in the desk are Boggart?" I heard that the Boggart would reflect the most feared things in the heart, and I wanted to raise one, but I didn't dare to catch it, so I had to let Kreacher ...... It's the name, let Kreacher try it......"