Zhang Xiao walked up the tattered stone steps and looked at the room that had suddenly appeared.

The heavy black paint of the gate was peeling off, and it was covered with scratches on the left and right.

The handle is silver and looks like a large snake shape that twists and turns.

Unlike regular gates, this one has no keyhole and no mailbox at the door.

"It's protected by spells, it's actually quite boring, I like houses in the wilderness, and they make me feel wide - like the Burrow."

Sirius winked at Ron, "I went to the Burrow when it was still on the first floor, and it was a very beautiful scenery and house. ”

Ron's face immediately turned red and he muttered quietly, "But it's too crowded over there, and it's too small."

"Maybe you'll understand the charm of the Burrow when you're a little older, alright, let's go inside" Sirius drew his wand and knocked on the door.

They heard the loud sound of metal striking behind the door, and the rattling of chains.

Then the door creaked open as if it were getting older.

A very thick musty smell mixed with a strange smell of dust poured out of the gate in an instant.

There was a black hole inside, and it was vague that they couldn't see things clearly, and several children swallowed their saliva, and they actually had a feeling of fear.

"Let's go," Sirius said cautiously, taking the lead, "but don't go too far, don't touch anything."

A lot of things in it have been enchanted and have the potential to cause you harm. ”

Zhang Xiao stepped over the threshold and walked into the almost dark foyer.

The smell of wetness, dustiness, and decay grew stronger.

Although several people raised their wands, the tips of their wands lit up, but even Sirius's super-fluorescent flicker couldn't illuminate much of the place.

It was as if the room was greedily devouring the light.

Zhang Xiao frowned, raised his hand, and snapped his fingers crisply.

"Light"

Out of nowhere, a soft light like morning light instantly filled the room.

Illuminating the place is like lifting the roof directly and exposing it to the sun.

Sirius looked back at him in surprise:

"This is a new spell from the Standard Spell Committee in the last few years?"

"That's not it, you can see it as a variant of fluorescent flickering, a special way of application," Zhang Xiao said with a smile.

As for the four little ones, they had already seen it and didn't even bother to ask, Malfoy complained:

"Uncle Blake, when you get in touch with Zhang for a long time, you will find that no matter what strange things he comes up with, it is normal."

Harry, Hermione, and Ron nodded together, in a rare unanimous agreement with Malfoy's statement.

"Well, I thought the Ministry of Magic had done a few serious things in the ten years I've been locked up."

Sirius shrugged and extinguished his wand.

Even with his own lighting skills, Zhang Xiao still felt that the whole house exuded a kind of decay that could not be described in words.

It's like this house is 'dead'.

Peeling wallpaper and polished carpet in the long, eerie foyer.

Everywhere was covered with thick dust, thick cobwebs, and there were palpitating whispers everywhere.

A spiderweb-like chandelier overhead has mottled the undertones, and on the walls hang crookedly portraits blackened by age.

These portraits have not been moved anymore due to lack of maintenance and time.

The portraits resemble those of the mourning halls, and there is a murmuring sound behind the walls, sounding like something is rushing by.

Zhang Xiao 'tsk', this house. You don't even need to arrange it, it's a proper haunted house in a horror movie, at least you have to kill the last two characters, or maybe all of them.

The four little ones obviously thought the same thing, and they unconsciously leaned closer together, looking at their surroundings timidly and curiously.

"It looks a little bit unclean, a little shabby." Sirius scratched his head and said embarrassedly, "I only looked at the door when I came back last time, and I really didn't know it was broken like this."

In my impression, it is still very clean and tidy, but the environment is a little depressing. ”

Suddenly, a terrible scream rang out from the entrance hall, and everyone was startled, and the four little ones jumped up at once.

Malfoy's face was as white as paper, and he writhed desperately trying to find a place to hide, but Harry Ron and Hermione were hiding behind him.

Grabbed at his clothes, three terrified little heads sticking out of his shoulders and sides, looking for the source of the screams.

"Loser, the shame of the family, the seed of iniquity I gave birth! You still have the face to come back! Phew, you don't deserve the noble Blake! ”

Blake's eyebrows were raised, and he took a few quick steps forward, only to notice a large portrait on the wall of the foyer leading in.

On the side of the portrait is a large umbrella stand made of one of the troll's broken legs.

The portrait rage continues:

"Brute! Slut! Filthy and sinful son! Bastards, freaks, ugly bastards, get out of here! How dare you defile my ancestors' home—"

Blake rushed forward, pulled the curtains on both sides of the portrait vigorously, and roared:

"Shut up, you horrible old witch, shut up! Sleep forever with your damned family glory! No more Blake, no more! ”

The curtain was pulled up heavily, and the roar of the portrait ceased, and the four little ones were relieved in shock, and they awkwardly let go of the hand that was pulling Malfoy's clothes.

Malfoy was scared to death just now, but now he looked like he was fearless, looked at the trio sarcastically, and elongated his tone:

"Hah—Gryffindor? Courage supreme? ”

The trio was speechless, and could only bow their heads in shame and be speechless.

"I think you've all seen my mother." Sirius grimaced, as if he had a little more disgust for the house, and the little wizards didn't dare to speak when they saw him like this.

He seemed to suddenly remember something, and shouted loudly:

"Kreacher! Kreacher! ”

With a crackling sound, a little elf appeared in front of him, except for a dirty rag around his waist, like the waist cloth used by men in tropical countries to cover his body.

The elf looked very old, and his skin seemed to be several times more than his body actually needed, and although his head was bare like all house-elves, there was a large pile of white hair growing from those two large bat-like ears.

His eyes were bloodshot and watery, and his fleshy nose was large, almost like a pig's nose.

The elf hunched his back, shuffled his feet, glared at Sirius, and said in a hoarse, low voice like a bullfrog:

"What did Kreacher see?

It was the young master, the young master, the nasty, ungrateful lewd billet that broke his mother's heart.

He's actually back from Azkaban! ”

"You're not dead, Kreacher!" Sirius exclaimed, "I knew it when I saw that there was no dust on it, you must have been wiping that portrait every day!" ”

Kreacher lowered his head and continued to mumble, "Kreacher has served the noble Black family all his life—"

He glanced at the others, his gaze lingering on Malfoy's body for a moment, and bent down at him:

"Oh, this young master is Miss Narcissa's child, and Kreacher has met this noble young master, whose name is on the tapestry that has been handed down by the Black family for seven centuries."

A reserved smile suddenly appeared on Malfoy's face, trying not to make himself laugh.

I don't know how Kreacher could tell the difference, he glanced at Ron Harry and Hermione in disgust:

"Oh, my poor mistress, if she knew underground.

If she knew what kind of scum the young master had brought into her house except for the young master, what would she say to old Kreacher.

Oh, what a shame."

The three little ones glared at him, and Ron confidently took a step forward:

"Hi Kreacher, I'm Ron Weasley, I wonder if you're a little biased against us, that's Harry Potter, you've definitely heard of his name, and the last lady was Hermione Granger, even though she was born a Muggle-"

Kreacher let out a high-pitched scream: "Mudbloods! There were mudbloods who had entered Blake's mansion! ”

"Shut up Kreacher!" Sirius let out a roar of rage, his chest rising and falling violently, staring at Kreacher angrily, and said word by word:

"Kreacher, I don't want to hear you cursing anyone in this room."

He seemed to have suddenly thought of something, pulled Zhang Xiao over, and showed a 'bad' smile:

"Kreacher, I've decided to [sell] the use of the Black family's mansion to this noble young master!"

Zhang Xiao opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but looked at Sirius helplessly, she was looking at the excitement of watching the original book, but she was suddenly pulled over.

Kreacher stared blankly at Blake, let out a terrible and mournful howl like a wounded wild dog, pounced on him, knelt on the ground, hugged Sirius's trouser leg, and cried out bitterly:

"Young Master—how sad will the hostess be? The mansion of the oldest and noblest Black family is being used by someone else—he's defiling this—"

Blake took his leg out of Kreacher's arms in disgust: "The oldest, the noblest? Ha, the Black family is nowhere near as good as Zhang's, although I don't care about your so-called family glory at all.

But if anything, it's an honor for the Black family. ”

Zhang Xiao sighed, he actually didn't like to talk about the so-called family and bloodline, and that time in the first grade was the best solution to the situation at that time, forcing them to stop within the rules of the game.

You said that there are so many people in China, who does not have a glorious past, especially modern genetic science shows that the vast majority of Chinese can trace their origins back to those super genes.

Especially five or six thousand years ago, there were three super genes, and there are already good people who call those three super genes Fuxi, Yellow Emperor, and Yan Emperor.

Everyone is the same ancestor, what is there to compare, if you talk about any bloodline in China, except for incurring ridicule, by the way, ridiculing 'Tongtian Pattern' and the like, there will be no worship.

Kreacher's crying stopped, and he stared blankly at Zhang Xiao.

Malfoy also added a sentence in due course: "What Uncle Black said is true, my parents are guests in Zhang's hometown right now." ”

The proof of the two men finally convinced Kreacher, and he stood stunned, his cognition so strong that he didn't know how to react for a while.

Zhang Xiao looked at Blake and explored:

"So let's go according to the plan first? Let's clean it up thoroughly. ”

Blake nodded, rolling up his sleeves, "It's a big project—"

"It's okay, we've got help." Zhang Xiao snapped his fingers again, and shouted clearly: "Rain!" ”

There was another slight crackling sound, and the rain in the Hogwarts kettle cover appeared in front of them, looking at Zhang Xiao with big bright eyes:

"The most noble, the most benevolent young master, the rain has heard your call!"

"Rain, let everyone come over, it's a big project today!"

Zhang Xiao also rolled up his sleeves, the overall cleaning work of the Black family is indeed a huge job.

"Yes, honorable young master!"

Kreacher hid and watched, well, there are house-elves, it should indeed be a noble family, but Blake will always be the most

At this moment, with a crackling sound, the 7 elves that Zhang Xiao had left at Hogwarts appeared in front of him together and bowed deeply to him:

"Young Master."

Kreacher's gray eyes blinked, as if he had seen something incredible, 7 house-elves?

Even at the peak of the Black family, they only had 3 elves at the same time.

Zhang Xiao didn't know what Kreacher was thinking, and if he found the pendant box, he would have to ask Kreacher to explain the ins and outs.

So the main goal is still the pendant box.

Clapped his hands, attracted everyone's attention, and looked at the four little ones who couldn't hold back and began to review and clean up and sweep away by the whirlwind, Zhang Xiao said loudly:

"Alright, let's prepare—get ready for the expedition." He looked into the foyer and thought it was big enough.

"In teams of two, solo action is absolutely prohibited, and if there is any abnormality, there will be some movement to warn, Sirius is here, and everyone will pack up and send everything that they think is more dangerous or more valuable to the foyer.

Let Sirius discern it, which is the property of the Black family. ”

Sirius opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but seeing the seriousness and seriousness on Zhang Xiao's face, he still closed his mouth.

The four little ones cheered, raised their wands, and regarded the cleaning as a very novel and interesting old house adventure, and the elves immediately followed Zhang Xiao's instructions, in groups of two, and the remaining one followed Harry.

Here's how to pretend to 'accidentally' find a Slytherin lockbox, and then 'very unexpectedly' discover that it's a Horcrux.

Thinking of this, Zhang Xiao called Kreacher:

"Kreacher, come with me to clean the room."

I thought I would meet resistance, but Kreacher was uncomfortable, but he still bent down respectfully:

"Yes, young master."

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1. Commuter pass 2. Recommended ticket

Why did you bring four little wizards yesterday, I kept chattering in my head when I wrote it today, asking to leave the country, and I could save at least 3,000 words without them.

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