"This place is terrible."

"There are many foxes like hair on their heads, a mentally disturbed house-elf, and a group of lunatic portraits, and there is no worse place than here."

Ron grumbled, digging out his ears to recover himself from the horrible scream he had just had.

Several people went back to the second floor, to be precise, and now they were almost on the third floor.

"Harry, what's in the rooms above?"

Even Neville, who was a few words, couldn't help but say, "Vampires? Succubus? Or are they more terrifying creatures of the dark arts? ”

"Don't say that, the books here are still very good."

Hermione shook the ancient book she had just taken out of the study.

"Nope."

Harry shook his head, "That's all Sirius brought me over that time. Those portraits are of his mother, Mrs. Black. ”

"I see." Draco said with a sudden expression.

Ron said with a little annoyance, "What do you understand?" The rest of the room is full of female ghosts? Or is it a horde of Yin Corpses? ”

Draco didn't bother to talk to him at all, instead said to the others, "It's not unusual to be able to talk and move, all you need is a little manifestation potion." ”

"It's rare to see that kind of giant portrait. Hogwarts portrait sizes are rare in the wizarding world. But Mrs. Black's portrait was larger, so it wasn't a simple portrait, I suspect it was a magical object, and she had Mrs. Black's mind on it. ”

Some wizards instill their minds into magical objects, most notably the Sorting Hat at Hogwarts.

"Mrs. Black is not in her right mind. Didn't you find out? The way she had just cursed was very similar to that of Kreacher. ”

"I think it was the portrait of Mrs. Braque that gave Kreacher the order."

The portrait carries Mrs. Black's thoughts, and in the absence of the other heirs to the house, it is not surprising that Kreacher would obey Mrs. Black, according to the terms of the contract.

"Oh my God, you're such a detective."

Ron winked at Draco, who still ignored him.

"Pour your own consciousness into the portrait. She must be waiting for someone. ”

Hermione analyzed.

"Waiting for Sirius?" Neville said.

Harry shook his head: "Probably not, Sirius told me that he had a very bad relationship with his family, and Lady Black was a very old-fashioned pure-blood wizard, and he was very unhappy with Sirius's entry into Gryffindor, and the two had many quarrels over this, so he basically didn't spend much time at home since he went to school." ”

"Maybe it's his brother, Sirius said that Madame Black was very fond of her youngest son."

While discussing, they walked on the third floor of Black's old house, and when they passed by a certain room on the third floor, a blank portrait suddenly appeared on it.

"Hey, I just got an alert that there are suspicious people in my house."

The old-fashioned voice suddenly sounded, and I saw the image of a bald old man appear on the portrait.

"It turned out to be a few of you"

"Regulars in Headmaster Dumbledore's office."

It was Dudley's old acquaintance, Phineas Nigellus Black, one of the headmasters of Hogwarts' office, known as the most unpopular headmistress, and Sirius Black's great-great-grandfather.

"Especially you, Slytherin glory, welcome to the Black family."

Phineas looked at Dudley with a smile.

Everyone finally lived in Blake's old house, on the one hand, it was not long before the start of school, and it was not bad to wait for a change of environment, and on the other hand, the Blake family's collection of books was really rich.

The only pity is that Phineas as a portrait can't teach them about magic.

Even if he is a portrait that can move freely, it is only a portrait, only with thinking, without their knowledge.

The old man knew where the Blake family's precious books were located, saving a few people the time to look for them, and he had a good relationship with Draco, even saying that he would give Draco all the Blake family's collection over the years.

However, it was rejected by the latter.

It is said that most of the collection is actually dark magic items, and the Black family has more black magic items than the Malfoy family, and there are several glass cases, and many things cannot be judged with their eyes.

These include, but are not limited to, rusty daggers, animal claws, coiled snake skins, blood filled with an opal that looks like a decorative crystal bottle, and a silver rhinitis box that bites.

It's like a scaled-down version of the Burkinbock store in Flip Alley.

Why say miniaturized, because the dark magic items here are nowhere near as dangerous as the Borgin Bock shop.

It took about a whole day to clean the old Black house, not that they had a habit of cleanliness or anything like that, they were all in the house, so they couldn't live in a tent here.

And those annoying 'biting fairies', if not cleaned up thoroughly, will soon breed again.

"WOW, see what this is?"

Ron pulled out a dusty box out of nowhere, and when he opened it, he took out a gleaming first-class Merlin Order.

"It's exactly the same as Brother D's."

A line of small print was written on the box, and Ron read it aloud.

"Rewarding the Black family for their 'contribution to the Ministry of Magic.Wow, what did they do?"

Ron's eyes widened after speaking, he didn't expect that there was such a talent in the Black family, Brother D had researched the 'Restoration of Human Form Spell' to get a first-class Merlin Medal, so what did the member of Black do back then?

Thinking of this, he was in awe, although he didn't know, but it must be a great achievement

It's just that that respect soon fades.

"Oh, that's what you say." Phineas in the portrait answers Ron's doubts: "One of my descendants 'donated' a large sum of gold galleons to the Ministry of Magic, and they gave him this. ”

Then he changed to a sad tone: "Such a large sum of gold galleons is exchanged for a meaningless medal, it is better to change a position."

The tall image that had just been established in Ron's mind collapsed in an instant, along with his impression of the Ministry of Magic.

Can you get it by donating money?

Then I'm not

Oh, I can't afford to donate.

"It turned out to be useless."

Ron huffed and tossed the rest of his hand aside.

A ring, a silver frame, and a souvenir box that can't be opened.

(End of chapter)