Hogwarts Advanced Guide

Chapter 422 He doesn't look very smart!
Then, when the scene in front of Hera was clear again, he had already returned to No. 12 Grimmauld Place.It was a mess here, almost all the ground was covered by wine bottles, and there was not even a place to stand.

The heavy smell of alcohol made Hera unable to open her eyes. The hall was dark, except for the dim sunlight shining through the curtains on the wine bottle, reflecting colorful light.

"What the hell is going on here?" cried Hera angrily. "Sirius! Sirius!"

Bang!

It was the sound of glass bottles falling to the ground, coming from the restaurant.

Hera carefully kicked the wine bottle away, held her wand, and walked cautiously towards the dining room.The living room became unfamiliar, and Hera couldn't even recognize that it was Blake's old house for a moment. It was bare, except for the wine bottles all over the floor, there was almost nothing there.

"Has Mundungus emptied this place?" Hera said with a headache.He tried to light the chandelier, but the overhead chandelier was gone, and Hera tried to light the silver oil lamp, but the memory location was indeed empty.

Bang!

The sound continued in the dining room.

"Fluorescence!" The tip of the wand lit up, Hera groped towards the restaurant, his heart was already in his throat, God knows what terrible existence was in the restaurant.Of course, it could also be Sirius, but Hera felt that the possibility of this was very low.

Gently pushing open the door of the dining room, it was pitch black inside, but with the light of the magic wand, Hera could barely make out a black figure lying on the long dining table.

The dining room was obviously much better than the living room, at least there was one table left, and the living room was almost completely emptied.

Hera tiptoed forward, put her wand on the black figure, and then he saw the unshaven Sirius. He looked much more unkempt than before, his beard was growing wantonly, and it looked like he hadn't shaved in months.His hair hung on his shoulders like seaweed, and it hadn't been washed for an unknown amount of time.

"Sirius, Sirius." Hera gently pushed his shoulder, trying to wake him up.

"Hic! Give me wine, give me wine" Sirius mumbled and hiccupped, then changed his posture and continued lying on the table.

Hera sighed. Fortunately, he saw the candle holder on the dining table, lighted the candle with a flick of his magic wand, and the warm candlelight fell on the restaurant again, but Hera's mood was not much better after seeing the current situation of the restaurant.

It's a mess here, with piles of wine bottles piled up along the corner, but it looks much better than the living room.

"So, what happened here?" Hera was full of doubts. It couldn't be that Sirius had drunk it all, right?

Suddenly, there was a harsh creaking sound upstairs.Hera extinguished the candlestick casually, walked out of the restaurant, and walked up the dark stairs. Every time Hera took a step, her inner confusion became more and more. What happened here?
Walking across the dimly lit landing, I turned the knob in the shape of a snake's head and opened the door.

A sneaky figure was carrying something in the dark, the sound of heavy breathing echoed in the room, he didn't even notice that the door was opened.

"Drowsy!" Hera whispered.

Bang.

Following a flash of red light, the black shadow fell to the ground, hitting the floor with its head.

Turning on the lights, Hera finally saw who this sneaky shadowy figure was: a squat, unshaven wizard with short bowed legs, long, messy ginger hair, and swollen, bloodshot eyes.With a foul-smelling cigarette in his mouth and a strong stench of alcohol and tobacco on his body—Mundungus Fletcher.

"Resuscitate quickly." Hera pressed her wand tightly against Mundungus' neck and whispered.Mundungus woke up almost at a glance.

He raised his hands high, "My lord, I'm just a speculative little businessman, let me go, let me go."

"Mundungus, look who I am!" Hera said viciously, "What have you done to my family?"

"Oh! Hera, it's you!" Mundungus took a closer look and let out a long sigh of relief, "Can you put down the wand? I'll explain everything."

"Hmph." Hera snorted, but still pulled Mundungus up from the floor, "You'd better explain what you did."

"Trust me, I can explain all this." Mundungus patted the cloak on his body as if he had soiled his body on the floor, but Hera highly suspected that the floor was much cleaner than Mundungus' body.

"Hera, I'm just a small businessman." Mundungus said awkwardly, rubbing his hands. He sat down on the sofa he was about to move just now, his fingers intertwined, obviously very nervous.

Hera put away her wand angrily, "Do you think I'll believe this? We've known each other for so many years, you'd better not use your deceitful words."

"What I said is true." Mundungus looked aggrieved, and it sounded like the real Hera had misunderstood him. However, Hera knew that whoever really believed Mundungus's lies would definitely be deceived without a penny left. "I just helped Sirius sell some property."

"If you still remember, this house is mine." Hera frowned, and he roughly understood what was going on.It's probably Sirius trying to drink away his worries, but he doesn't have Galleons at all - he won't even remember how the Gringotts Black Vault got into it.If he had even a memory, he would have chosen to open the vault, like he bought Harry the Firebolt, instead of selling it.

"Oh, really?" Mundungus tilted his head and looked around, as if he didn't hear Hera's words, "This is Black's old house, right? I always thought he was named after Sirius, after all, it was passed down from his family—"

"Stop talking like that, we all know what's going on." Hera interrupted Mundungus angrily. He didn't want to waste his time arguing with him. Mundungus' words were enough to consume all of Hera's patience, and he just didn't have that much time.

Mundungus forced a flattering smile, "Hera, I'm just helping the things in this house get what they deserve."

"So? You sold my things without my permission?" Hera reached into her pocket, her tone serious, "I should hand you over to the Ministry of Magic, shouldn't I? Then let's see if the Galleons on you are enough to compensate for my loss."

Mundungus' face turned pale in an instant. He knew very well that once he was sent to the Ministry of Magic, Hera would definitely exaggerate his loss, and the Ministry of Magic would not offend Hera for such a trivial matter—Hera would definitely take everything from him.

"Hera, Hera, I don't think we're going to make trouble with the Ministry of Magic, are you right? We are the most solid allies. Remember when we were in Greece, I introduced you a lot of business." Mundungus said flatteringly, but Hera didn't accept this.

Hera lowered her face, "You'd better tell me all this clearly, what I want is the whole truth, I don't want to repeat it a second time."

"Sigh." Mundungus sighed a long time, his eyes wandering towards the direction of the door, "what I said is true, I just helped Sirius sell some property."

"But these are all my things." Hera said with a frown.

"I know, I'm just—" Mundungus said uneasily, "I was just deluded for a while. You know, it's always been difficult for me to restrain my hands. They always have a different sensitivity to Jin Gallon. It just so happened that Sirius gave me this opportunity."

"So, how long did you plan to keep it from me?" Hera's fingers lightly clasped the armrest of the sofa, as if knocking on Mundungus' heart, making his mouth dry with tension.

Mundungus smiled awkwardly, but he found that Hera's expression didn't change for the better, and even had some worse motives, so he quickly said: "I didn't mean to hide it from you," he seemed to be discouraged, "Because of Sirius, as you can see, he is not in a good condition. I think it is because of Dumbledore's death that he is full of confusion about the future again, and he can't see the direction of the future."

"This is indeed a problem, but this is not an excuse for you to sell the things in the room to buy him wine." Hera understood what Mundungus meant, but it was obviously wrong for him to do so.

"I know that too, but he spends a lot of time in pain every day," Mundungus looked very earnest, "You know, I have been taking care of him, just like my child, watching him regain consciousness little by little—"

"Then you shouldn't do this!" Hera snapped, Mundungus did this to harm Sirius.

Mundungus said loudly, "But I can't do anything else!"

Hera was silent. They had indeed ignored Sirius' feelings all the time. No one planned to ask him to do anything, and he didn't know what to do at all. To him, everyone was a stranger, and the only Dumbledore who let him feel the direction died again.
"I will take him to school." After a while, Hera finally spoke, "I will arrange things for him, but you have to restore this place to its original state, and buy back the things that you secretly sold and put them in their original positions."

"This" Mundungus seemed a bit embarrassed, but this was already the bottom line Hera could accept, and he didn't even hold Mundungus accountable.

"Is there any question?" Hera said with a straight face, although it was a question sentence, her tone was very strong.Mundungus knew that he had no room for bargaining, and all his words melted into a long sigh.

"I will take Sirius away. I think he will find something he likes to do in the castle." Hera let go, "But it all depends on him."

"That's enough." Mundungus let out a long sigh of relief.

"Very good." Hera nodded, got up and left the room without even looking at Mundungus again.

Walking down the dark stairs, there was a slight snoring sound from the dining room, Hera shook her head and sighed, what could Sirius do in the castle?He basically can't do anything except drink, maybe he will become drinking buddies with Professor Slughorn, but that's not what Hera wants to see.

"Wake up, we should go." Hera pulled Sirius by the neckline, trying to wake him up, but it didn't seem to work at all, Sirius was still so drunk.

Hera didn't waste any time, just took out her wand, and controlled him with a levitating spell.

"Hera, is there anything I can do for you?" Mundungus ran down the stairs, hoping to help Hera to alleviate his guilt—if he really had a conscience.

Hera stopped, thought for a while, and said, "Help me keep an eye on the Borginberg store. I want to know what Malfoy keeps in his place." Mundungus nodded to show that he understood, and Hera added, "It's little Malfoy."

"No problem, I will pry Boggin's mouth open." Mundungus said confidently.

Hera turned her head and looked at him, "It's best not to use strong methods, I don't want to startle the snake."

"No problem, I'm the best at clichés," Mundungus said.

Hera didn't respond to him, he held Sirius by the neckline, and threw the Floo powder into the fireplace with the other hand, "Hogwarts."

"Wine, I want wine." Sirius muttered, rubbing his head and leaning on the floor to support his body, "Dung, where's the wine?" He had a headache from a hangover.

"I don't think the school serves alcohol." Penello sat behind the desk, reviewing the school's documents again. "Most of the students here are minors, but I think Hogsmeade will have what you want. But you'd better get Hera's permission first." She didn't even look at Sirius, still lowering her head.

"Where is this place? Why am I here? Am I not at home?" Sirius rubbed his head and struggled to get up from the ground. He looked curiously at the scene in the office, especially the portrait on the wall, because they were communicating in a 'whispered voice'.

"Phineas, is this your descendant? Why doesn't it look so smart?" Dai Lisi asked the portrait next to her in a low voice. She covered her mouth with a scarf, but her voice was enough for Sirius to hear clearly.

"He is an outlier of the Black family." Phineas said stiffly, "But there is no doubt that the noble blood of the Black family flows through him."

"But he doesn't look very smart." Dai Lisi repeated.

"He is the blood of the Black family." Phineas hugged his shoulders and turned his head away. He didn't want to chat with Dai Lisi anymore, she always poked his wounds.

"But he doesn't look very smart." Dai Lisi seized this point and satirized Phineas.

Phineas couldn't stand it anymore, he yelled: "Enough is enough, I don't know what went wrong, why are the descendants of the Black family so stupid!"

(End of this chapter)