[HP]Love and Hogwarts

After walking a few dozen meters away, there was a sudden movement behind Kahn. Looking back, she saw a big black dog sprinting at a speed of 100 meters, running up behind her in two seconds.

The black dog's face lost the ferocity and ferocity it had just now, which was why Kahn stopped it at his feet. When she lowered her head and looked at the black dog that had come for unknown reasons, it suddenly squatted down at her feet, and shook its tail at her reluctantly and unskilledly, raising a cloud of dust on the ground. He opened his mouth and let out a flattering sound: "Woof..."

No matter whether you are watching or listening, it is quite pitiful.

Meeting her is even more pitiful. If you meet other people, you might sympathize with her, and even if you don't adopt her, you'll probably feed her.

It was a pity that it was her who he met; even if the black dog put down his pride and lowered his face in a humble manner, begging for mercy like the enemy just now, she did not feel any pity.

Kahn shook his head at him, stretched out a finger, pointed at himself first, then at it, and then said: "I don't like dogs, there is no use following me."

The black dog was not discouraged. He let out a more endearing whine from his throat and waggled his tail harder. Coupled with his huge body, it really has a contrasting and terrifying feeling.

"Compared to raising a dog, I would rather raise an owl. At least it can deliver letters, and it will not randomly pick up garbage on the ground and eat it." Kahn shook his head at it again, and explained to a dog seriously: "And haha Mrs. Little won't let me raise her either. She keeps saying she wants to find an adopter for me and kick me out. There is absolutely no way she would agree to raise another freeloader."

After saying that, Kahn turned around and continued walking forward, no longer waiting for its reaction.

What's wrong with a dog? He's loyal and handsome. How can a mere owl compare to him? Sirius Black cursed secretly in his heart, but he was really reluctant to let go of a ready-made little wizard in front of him. Hiding next to her, she might be able to get in touch with the news in the wizarding world. In other words, she should be about the same age as Harry... And as the saying goes, it's dark under the light, so the conditions are much more favorable than him alone.

Thinking about this, although it is a bit embarrassing to pray to a girl who is so much younger than him, he is a dog now, so just throw it away, anyway, it will be a shame for the dog - he must not be caught by the Ministry of Magic!

After walking a few dozen meters, Kahn stopped and said softly in a distressed tone: "Do you really want to follow me?"

The black dog who stopped immediately after her nodded hurriedly.

"Oh... I really don't like dogs." She never lowered her head to look at the black dog, she just sighed and muttered to herself.

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"No!" Mrs. Harriet stopped in front of the iron gate of Happy House and coldly refused to Kahn, whose head almost dropped to his chest. "I don't agree to keep it. Look at it! It looks so vicious! It must be a mad dog. It will scare the children in the yard."

After she said this, she took a long breath and looked at Kahn, who had his head hanging down and deliberately looked like he was sighing. Although he knew that she was pretending, he still soft-heartedly stopped thinking. Keep talking.

Since Mrs. Harriet was silent, she had to speak.

Kahn rubbed his eyes, raised a strand of blond hair that escaped from the hairband to his back, and then looked at the black dog squatting at her feet, almost reaching her chest even when he was sitting: "Did you hear that?" Come on, don't take any chances and leave quickly, Mrs. Harriet only needs to support me."

After saying these heartless words, Kahn took out his pocket openly in front of Mrs. Harriet and handed a budding pink lily into the black dog's mouth.

That little flower looked out of place in comparison with its body. The black dog glared at the flower in his mouth, then looked up at Kahn who seemed to have done nothing, as if he understood something.

It raised its butt that had been sitting at Kahn's feet, stood up slowly, and walked towards Mrs. Harriet with flowers in its mouth.

"What are you going to do?!" Mrs. Harriet asked the dog in a panic. As it got closer and closer, she couldn't bear to go around the black dog, grabbed Kahn's shoulder and said: "Quick, use your witch's Means to deal with it - it wants to attack me."

"You can't use magic outside of school, Mrs. Harriet."

As Mrs. Harriet screamed, the black dog stopped steadily in front of her. In her uncertain gaze, it raised a pair of watery eyes that are extremely advantageous for animals, wagging its tail and raising its head, trying to Putting the flower in her mouth into Mrs. Harriet's hand.

"..." She dropped her hands from her mouth and took the pink lily hesitantly.

The news that Mrs. Harriet had adopted a big black dog to guard the yard seemed to have grown legs. As soon as dinner time came, all the children in the orphanage knew about it.

In the orphanage, which had always been calm and had no entertainment, a small incident was naturally magnified into a big event. At this moment, the children even felt that their dinner was not as delicious as usual, and they were just looking forward to finishing it quickly to see what kind of dog would impress Mrs. Harriet.

While Kahn was slowly eating the baked biscuits that Mrs. Dart had secretly given her, the other children at the table hurriedly finished their bowls and rushed towards the door.

Before they left, they wanted to call Kahn together, but before she could speak, Mrs. Dart refused.

"You naughty children, just go as fast as you want. It's just a dirty beast. It's too late to look at it. Why bother to be in such a hurry while eating... Mrs. Harriet is also true! How could you suddenly think of raising such a dog? , they are full of bacteria and viruses - what do you think? Kahn."

The other children had already run away under her tirade, and a few naughty ones even made faces at her. She was not angry, but turned around and took another spoonful of meat sauce from the pot and poured it on Kahn's rice.

"Thank you, Mrs. Dart." Kahn stretched out a hand to signal to her that she had enough, and did not let her continue to eat. After she sat back on the chair, he said: "Yeah, I really don't understand. To be honest, I hate dogs the most. If I had to keep a dog, I would rather sleep on the street than share a room with a dog."

——Kahn said this. The next day, she was seen carrying a stool under the big banyan tree in the yard to catch fleas for the dog.

Kahn tied his waist-length curly hair to the back of his head and stuck it with the big butterfly hairpin Harry gave him so that the hair would not run to the front and affect his vision. As for the broken hair on his forehead and temples that were not long enough, he couldn't control it. , can only be casual. Anyway, she didn't tie her hair up because of the heat. Compared to cold, her tolerance for heat is much higher.

"Okay, we can change sides." Kahn patted the black dog's belly, stood up and stretched.

The black dog seemed to understand human speech. He rolled on the ground and turned himself over like a lamb chop at a barbecue stall. In the UK, where the average summer temperature is 25 degrees, even in summer, the morning temperature does not make people feel hot, but makes people feel warm from the sun.

How long has it been since you felt this way? A sense of reassuring happiness, enveloped by the sunlight cast from the treetops, suddenly invaded Sirius Black's body.

There were no terrifying and cold Dementors, the floor was cold and damp to the bone, the food was so bad that it was so bad, and there were no screams or maniacal laughter from other prisoners. All that existed in his ears were the chirping of cicadas, the laughter of several children playing under the kitchen window, and Kahn's warm hands trapped in his hair.

Under such circumstances, the powerful feeling of revenge was pushed to the back of his mind. At this time, he just wanted to enjoy this long-lost moment.

It had to be said that he had never experienced this kind of treatment even before he was imprisoned. He couldn't even imagine that a beautiful little wizard who looked like an elf would "serve" him and catch fleas for him.

after an hour.

"I'm so stupid, I'm just doing useless work." Kahn put down the dog head in his hand, stood up, put the bench back in the kitchen, and washed his hands.

Catching fleas on such a big dog, especially when the dog is black, will only result in a waste of time besides covering yourself with fleas.

The flea was always faster than her, jumping around on her hand, but she could only stare.

After walking out of the kitchen, Kahn stared at the big black dog lying in the shadow under the tree without moving. Although it was huge, it was very skinny. If its long black hair hadn't covered its body, it might even have had ribs. Emerges clearly beneath the epidermis. It's hard to touch it, but under such circumstances, the fleas are still feasting on it without any effort.

After staring for a while, she calmly walked back to the room.

If she were still in the magical world, she only needed to wave her hand, spend a second, and cast a cleaning spell to solve this little trouble. But in the Muggle world, she could only pay her final condolences to her wallet and take out the pocket money she had saved for several years.

After saying hello to Mrs. Harriet, Kahn couldn't find the dog leash, so he took out a long scarf and temporarily tied it around the black dog's neck. I took it out of the Happy Home, looked for several, and finally chose the cheapest and most affordable pet hospital. I gave it a full set of deworming and gave it a bath.

The money she had saved for several years was not much, and it was almost all spent on just one bath. The kind-hearted shop owner gave her a 7% discount and also gave her a pet collar and leash, which was an unexpected surprise.

When I walked out of the hospital with the big black dog, he was already very different. Although he was still so thin, he was no longer so dirty that people would shy away from him. The black fur was cared for by essential oil and shone in the sun, and his face was no longer messy and dirty. Mao looks ferocious, but has a wild and handsome look - he is completely different from the other two dogs.

After putting the last two coins in his wallet into his pocket and putting the knitted wallet into his pocket, Kahn did not feel depressed at all about spending all his savings. He rubbed the black dog's now supple head. I gave the shop owner a five-star rating in my heart and led him slowly towards the happy home.

But even so - she still doesn't like dogs. Kahn thought to himself.