The Dursleys had a rough summer vacation.

His eccentric nephew returns with a notorious and notorious "wanted criminal", and although Harry has made it clear from the beginning that Sirius is innocent, months of brainwashing make them still feel sick when they see Sirius's handsome and extraordinary face.

Most importantly, he is a wizard who can turn into a black dog anytime and anywhere.

The Britons didn't like it.

Femnon and Sirius don't deal with each other.

The two people who stand together like father and son, and when they actually get along, they are also like extremely weak fathers and rebellious sons.

There are several fights every day.

Fei Nong disliked Sirius for not eating elegantly enough, speaking badly, having a great interest in household appliances, and secretly dismantling a few every day unconsciously, and not having the ability to install them back, in just one month, only the TV set was replaced thirteen, not to mention the refrigerator and washing machine.

If Sirius hadn't been able to pull out a wad of pounds every time, Feynon swore he would have kicked this man out.

Father and Sirius don't get along well.

But the son and Sirius get along quite well.

Sirius wasn't very friendly to Dudley at first, he had heard Hermione mention that Harry hadn't had a good time at his aunt's house before he came to Hogwarts, almost abusively, but as he got along, he found that Dudley was very warm about Harry, albeit based on potions.

His malice towards Dudley grew smaller.

After another exchange, the two of them smelled like each other.

He has a scruffy personality and a prankster penchant, and Dudley also introduced Sirius to video games, but he has not been able to convince Harry.

Not in a week.

Every night Sirius took Harry out for a drag race, or a bar to watch an underground band, Dudley was always taken with him, and Fernon and Penny had argued with Sirius more than once over this, even if Sirius had taken out pounds.

Dudley was silly.

He loved it.

What fourteen-year-old middle school student can have such a rich and lively nightlife as him, and when school starts, show these things out, maybe he can break the record of the last date.

In addition to playing video games, Harry also enjoys this kind of life.

Especially motorcycles.

He loved it so much.

It is very fast and smooth to ride, which is much more comfortable than riding a horse, and the only drawback is that it cannot communicate with a motorcycle like a horse.

To say the only drawback.

It's that Sirius always has a lot of whimsy.

He'll try to fill his motorcycle with blue flames, or turn its shell into a dragon or manticore.

He even tried to take Harry and Dudley off Big Ben, but it sounded too exciting, but neither he nor Dudley could beat Harry, and this idea could not be realized.

In the anticipation of Fenon, the month finally passed.

On the last night of the third week of July.

Dudley was reluctant to say goodbye to Sirius.

Bye.

The days when I was racing late at night, jumping and beating people.

Penny twisted Dudley's ears and dragged him back into the house, she had endured it for a month, with Harry and Sirius as outsiders, she didn't have any temper tantrums, she didn't have these worries now, she had to settle the score.

"How do we get back to Godric's Hollow?" Harry stared at Sirius' brand-new wand with a blank expression, "To be honest, I don't really want to ride the Knight Bus, and it's so late. ”

"Let's let the day end on a good note."

Sirius smiled mysteriously, "No, of course it won't be a knight bus, and I don't like that thing either." ”

"It's going to be something that will surprise you."

Harry suddenly looked up, and at the limit distance he could perceive, a faint wave of magic power appeared, flying in his direction at great speed.

Is it a large magical creature that can fly?

"What's wrong?" Sirius watched as Harry took out his wand and drew his Gryffindor sword, and his face instantly became serious, "Death Eaters?" Did the snot spirit tell his evil accomplices to come and get revenge on us? ”

"It's a magical creature flying towards us, and the target should be us." Harry shook his head, "In my perception, I haven't encountered its kind. ”

Thanks to the tireless efforts of Hagrid and Kettleburn, as well as successive professors of magical creatures, that small forbidden forest has almost all of Europe, and even some magical creatures in Africa and Asia.

Hogwarts has some of the best Magical Beasts conservation classes in the world.

Harry had been in the Forbidden Forest for so long, and there were very few creatures he had never seen before, who could fly, and who also had a magic fluctuation that was not weak.

Sphinx, dragons.

But soon, Harry put down his wand and inserted the Gryffindor sword back, and said in a surprised tone: "And Hagrid's magic, he rode on that creature, and he got another dragon?" ”

"Again?" Sirius keenly captured the word.

Harry waved his hand and frowned, "Hagrid used to get a dragon egg, so he still knew to hide it, so he wasn't afraid of being seen?" ”

"Maybe Hagrid wasn't riding a dragon." Sirius remembered at this time, and quickly explained, "It's a means of transportation." ”

Harry was stunned.

Sirius sighed and recalled, "I made it a long time ago, and I liked it a lot, but after the accident, I gave it to Hagrid, and I wrote to him the other day to borrow it today." ”

Harry's brow didn't lift.

Sirius Lane Transport.

There was a sense of foreboding.

Soon, the dark shadow appeared in Harry's eyes and fell gently in front of them.

Hagrid took off his goggles and stuffed them into his pockets, "Harry, and Mr. Black, long time no see." ”

Sirius greeted him warmly.

Harry looked at the "mount", and it was surprisingly out of place, it was just a flying motorcycle with a sidecar, and the paint was a little old, a small and fresh pale green.

"You made this before?" Harry walked around the motorcycle.

There are no exaggerated liveries, no exaggerated alterations.

"Of course!" Sirius nodded proudly, "For this reason, I studied Muggles for a long time, I mean, studied ordinary people's motorcycles for a long time, and asked Lily a lot of questions before I got it out." ”

"It's not easy to get a motorcycle to fly."

Harry nodded, looking at Sirius' face begging for compliment, expressionless, "But have you ever wondered how Hagrid is going to get back if you ask Hagrid to bring the car?" ”

Sirius was stunned and looked blankly at Hagrid.

"Harry, don't worry about me." Hagrid shook his head, "I was going to the Leaky Cauldron for a drink." ”

"It's thirty-five miles from here to London." Harry called out a number.

Hagrid opened his mouth, a little surprised, so far away? The last time he took Harry to London, it was very short, and it passed in the blink of an eye.

"The subway is out of service." Harry saw what Hagrid was trying to say, and was one step ahead of him.

Hagrid struggled: "Then I, maybe I can knight the bus?" ”

Harry sneered.

Hagrid buried his head: "Well, I don't want to sit on that thing." ”

"Harry, I was wrong." Sirius covered her face as well, "I'll definitely think about it again next time, Hagrid, I'm so sorry, I have to go home today, and when you come to Godric's Valley in a few days, I'll treat you to a drink." ”

Hagrid's face flushed a little and he waved his hands.

"Hagrid will take the godfather to the Leaky Cauldron first, and then the godfather will pick me up." Harry gave a solution.

Tossing and turning for nearly an hour more.

Sirius finally flew with Harry on the motorcycle of his dreams: "How's that, this car!" ”

Even if he has a mouthful, he will eat a mouth full of wind, but he can't help but show off.

"Of course it's great." Harry fumbled his motorcycle, "I'd like to get one too." ”

"I can teach you!" Sirius immediately responded, "You're better than me in terms of spells and transfiguration, and you can do it easily. ”

"Is it any different from ordinary alchemical creations?" Harry didn't immediately agree, but asked for details.

Sirius hesitated, he was the kind of person whose body was one step ahead of his brain, and fourteen years had passed, and he had almost forgotten how he had made this motorcycle.

Harry saw his embarrassment and waved his hand, "Forget it, when I didn't ask this question." ”

Sirius muttered, "I just can't remember for a while, let me think about it, and I haven't studied alchemy, but it shouldn't make a difference, Lily taught me according to the standards of alchemy." ”

Harry didn't speak, sitting in the sidecar, patting the motorcycle, thoughtful.

He's been trying to get a mount.

But the creatures in the Forbidden Forest are not easy to tame, and they have to be approved by Dumbledore.

Moreover, the powerful rune horses that can't fly, and the rune horses that can fly and are strong enough are too big to be used as a mount.

Now he pondered it.

Why do you have to get a living creature?

Why can't it be a living motorcycle?

Gryffindor can pull his mind out and blend it into a hat that keeps him noisy for a thousand years, so why wouldn't he consider pulling his mind out and incorporating it into a motorcycle?

Or.

Seems like a good idea to make a copy of the Sorting Hat and incorporate it into a motorcycle?

A talking, flying motorcycle.

You don't have to worry about what kind of forage it eats, you don't have to bother cleaning the stable, and you don't have to worry about being a qualified shovel officer every day.

"Harry, do you want one?" Sirius egged him on, "Don't worry about the Ministry of Magic, Arthur is the head of the Office for the Prohibition of Muggle Items, you have a good relationship with him, talk to him, and he won't check you." ”

Harry was stunned, a little surprised: "The Ministry of Magic still cares about these things?" ”

"You're not thinking about the Ministry of Magic?" Sirius was confused.

Harry nodded: "I didn't expect them to bother with this kind of thing, I was thinking about something else, Godfather, you're right, a flying motorcycle is too handsome." ”

"Of course!" Sirius puffed out his chest proudly, "Jaime wanted to get one, but Lily wouldn't allow it, I thought you'd be more like your mom in this matter." ”

"What kind of motorcycle are you going to get?"

"This one of mine is the Victory brand, which was the latest model and the most handsome."

"I was surprised when I first saw it, it doesn't look like something you'd make up." Harry shook his head, the motorcycle looked too well-behaved.

Sirius whistled, "I wasn't as dashing as I am now. ”

Harry turned his head to look at him, his godfather's face full of smiles.

Fourteen years.

His brain doesn't grow much, but people will "grow" after all.

"I think Triumph Speedmaster is very good." Harry spoke, his mind flashing over the motorcycle models he had seen at the dealership this month.

Sirius turned around and raised his fist, "You think it's pretty good, don't you?" ”

"It's handsome! It's a wild mount that a mature man should have! ”

"Especially you, Harry, it's just perfect for you!"

(End of chapter)