Uproar-——

A screeching sound of brakes woke up Grimmauld Square, which was immersed in snow, and the sudden strong wind tore the snow petals that drifted in the air, and the vibration of the air made the wiring in a rusty tube a few steps away miscontact, and the dim light flickered rhythmically.

"Gross-"

Harry was the first to get off the knight's bus, completely ignoring Stan Sanpark's warm goodbye and retching as he crouched in the snow no thinner than the snow on the Hogwarts grounds, while Hermione and Ron behind him also bent over after getting out of the car, bracing their hands on their knees and gasping weakly.

"The wizard who designed this car should be imprisoned for life in Azkaban-"

Ron gasped and breathed.

"I swear—"

The cold, yet fresh air made Harry feel so much better, and he had enough energy to look at the little square on the outskirts of London.

The small circular square is surrounded by detached buildings, which look neatly arranged, but these buildings are very old, and the doors of the houses are gloomy, and they look like they are thousands of miles away. Some of the houses with no lights on had cracked windows, and even the walls had cracked in a horrific way, as if they had been hit by an earthquake, and the inhabited houses were not decent, and Harry saw garbage piled up on the front steps of several homes.

"--If I do the Knight Bus again, I'll be poisoned by Snape!"

Harry gulped the icy air into his stomach and cursed.

"I advise you to take back this oath, Harry--"

Sirius was the last to get out of the car, his face was pale and he was snorting and panting, mainly because he was carrying two large boxes by himself.

"Because there is a high probability that such an oath will be fulfilled. Speaking of which, Hermione, what the hell did you put in the box, your chest alone is heavier than Harry and Ron combined-"

"Oh, I'm sorry, Sirius-" Hermione's cheeks flushed, "I brought a few books to pass the time--"

"Books? Kill time? Oh, don't bother, we can solve the problem with magic. ”

Sirius smiled helplessly, he blocked Hermione's hand that was stretched out to help, and after looking left and right vigilantly, he gently tapped the two large boxes with his wand, and the two boxes trembled slightly, floating an inch from the snow,

"Come with me, you three, we'd better not let the Muggles see it, or Molly will have to blame me for causing Arthur to work overtime during the Christmas holidays because of me--"

Sirius's joke made the three Harry chuckle as they helped push the box that floated in the air, following Sirius to a wooden door with peeling black paint.

The door's knocker was a large silver coiled serpent, and its hideous appearance made Harry, who was always in a state of excitement, frown slightly, he remembered the basilisk he encountered when he entered the Slytherin Chamber of Secrets in his second year, but he also knew that Sirius's ancestors were all from Slytherin House, which was nothing to say.

Speaking of which, in the coming years, a few of them have fewer prejudices about Slytherin House.

When talking about the school, it's often the right thing to the wrong person, and this is undoubtedly because of the subtle influence of a professor from Slytherin.

"Come in, y--"

Sirius knocked on the door with his wand, and a series of loud metal crashes rang out from behind the door, and warm air currents poured out of the crevices.

"It used to be a decent place, but now it's much better."

Sirius crossed the threshold first, then turned and smiled and beckoned to the three Harry.

The only wizarding family Harry has been to since entering the wizarding world is the Weasleys, and Ron's home satisfies Harry's best fantasy of a complete wizarding family, and he can't wait to squeeze in with Sirius to see what his godfather's home looks like.

There was a faint incense in the air, but underneath the aroma, there was a faint smell of decay, which was not surprising, because since this house was Sirius's ancestral home, it must have been old, and it had been abandoned during the years that Sirius had been imprisoned.

Sensing someone entering, the gas lamps hanging on the walls on either side of the narrow foyer lit up one after another, giving off a bright glow, Harry noticed that the metal brackets of the gas lamps connecting the walls were partially stained with rust, but the glass lampshades were clean, and the wallpaper and carpets beneath his feet were as new, especially the carpets—

The carpet beneath their feet was not simple, the patterns of the heterochromatic silk threads on the cashmere carpet were constantly changing, and Harry and Ron, who were attracted to their attention, looked at it for a while before realizing what these 'flowing' patterns were.

"This is the pattern of Krum using Langsky's feints to contain Lynch in the World Cup!" Harry was surprised, "And, it's—"

"A classic picture from the last World Cup!" Ron's eyes widened and he added, "This rug is so cool!" ”

"I knew you'd love it!" Sirius smirked, "This carpet cost me about two months' salary!" ”

Hermione raised her eyebrows, obviously disagreeing with Sirius's behavior of buying a carpet with one or two hundred gold coins, but after all, the loneliness of the Black family has been a matter of these years, before that, the Black family was still a 'famous family' in the wizarding world, and Sirius, who was born in a famous family, obviously had a different concept of money from ordinary people.

"The box is left here, Kreacher will deal with it later-"

"Is Kreacher alright?"

Hermione immediately came to her senses, and she asked behind Sirius, while Harry and Ron paced forward, obsessively watching the flowing yarn beneath their feet.

"So-so. Right? ”

Sirius's tone was bewildering hesitation,

"Ever since I made up my mind to change this house, it hasn't been happy to show up in front of me—"

Sirius patted the walls on both sides,

"There were portraits of many of the Black family's ancestors hanging here, some of them were completely damaged, I found a room to store them separately, but Kreacher didn't want to, he always secretly hung those portraits back when I wasn't at home, I had a big fight with him, and gave him orders to make him give in Oh, be careful, you three--"

Hermione's arm hung against a curtain on the wall, and Sirius immediately said nervously,

"Behind this curtain is the last portrait I can't get her down, so you have to be careful, she won't welcome the guests I've brought back--"

Sirius's words caught their attention, and the two boys were finally reluctant to pull their eyes off the carpet, and they looked at the curtain curiously, and then, following Sirius to a door.

The staircase to the right of the door led upstairs, and Harry glanced curiously towards the slightly gloomy upstairs, and then followed Sirius into the door.

"Harry, Ron, Hermione, are you all right?"

The group walked down the stairs, past a Christmas tree with mistletoe and ribbons, surrounded by a few little fairies, placed on the opposite side of the staircase at the bottom of the stairs, and looked at the kitchen that looked very neat and tidy with rough stone walls on all sides.

There was a long table in the kitchen that could hold many dining chairs, and Remus sat at the other end of the table, smiling at them.

A happy smile appeared on the faces of the three Harry,

Compared with the summer vacation, Remus's cheeks looked a little fuller, which made him look younger, and the faint melancholy between his eyebrows and eyes almost dissipated, and a few faint vertical lines in the center of his eyebrows cut off the polite temperament of Remus, and added a little more majesty.

"Not bad, Remus—"

Harry walked over, glancing at the messy pile of parchment on the table in front of Remus, with various tables and graphics that Harry couldn't read,

"What about you, how's your business with the goblins?"

"Whew-"

In front of these people, Remus didn't need to hide too much, he shrugged his shoulders with a wry smile,

"All I can say is that it's a lot more troublesome than being a Defence Against the Dark Arts professor for you!"

(End of chapter)