Hogwarts Dream Master Online Chicken Baby

Holding a small orange lantern that emits warm light in his hand, Ryder strolled leisurely around Black's old house.

At this time, she missed Molly very much. She used to lie on the dining table and listen to the radio. What a wonderful thing it was to watch Molly cook.

If there is a next time, Ryder will never dislike the bad songs on the radio.

But now I can only eat apples, which are still young fruits.

(All the red ones are dedicated to apple puree, but the appearance of the fruit puree is not as good as fruit.)

Ryder wandered the house, shaking his head as he walked.

This decoration, tsk tsk, is low-key and luxurious, dark and decayed, and lacks vitality.

Lo and behold, after running for a few steps, Lao Gao's dust was splashed on the carpet.

"If my sister lives here in the future, just plant lawns on the carpet. The conditions are too suitable."

Ryder saw several cattails cleaning the cobwebs in the corner, and threw apples that were almost eaten at them, and some of them ran towards the apples.

Try to ignore these critters.

His eyes turned to the thick black curtains. They must have not been opened all year round. If the ashes in the folds were sprayed with water, moss would grow.

It must be changed to a mode with two layers of thickness and anti-sunlight and moonlight.

At worst, it couldn't be worse than the small tree house I used to have. The leaves covering the windows are dense and dense, making people look in a good mood, but this place doesn't look like a room for people to live in.

According to the size of this house, the Black family can be considered a big family, why are they so careless.

Quickly close a slitted cabinet.

Fortunately, he reacted quickly, and he acted as soon as he heard the sound, and didn't let the vixen inside escape.

There are nests of cattails, foxes, spiders in the house, and Ryder believes there must be mice and cockroaches.

If Fred George was here, he must have jumped at them excitedly, and then played a prank behind Mrs. Weasley's back.

It's very late now, the most important thing is to find a comfortable room for yourself, and solve the sleep problem tonight, the child will not grow up if he doesn't sleep well.

"Although my sister's height has never exceeded 1.7 meters, she has become a child. I have to fight for myself. Maybe I can grow into the height of a queen."

Ryder pushed open a door again. This room was different from all the other rooms. It was spotless, everything was in order, but there was no trace of life.

It seems that the owner here has just traveled far away and may return at any time.

"It's already evening, and the sun is still shining through the glass."

Walking to the window, I felt a layer of tulle, gently pulled it away, and behind it was a snow-white wall.

Disappointed, he put down his hands and visited the room.

Ryder found a beautiful pendant box, made of metal, simple and elegant, with a pure emerald inlaid on the "s" in the middle, which looked like a little green snake.

After picking up the necklace, Ryder unconsciously put it on his neck.

At this time, Ryder felt that something was wrong. There were many beautiful things in this house. He just looked at them along the way, but he didn't touch any of them.

Pick up this gorgeous locket and hold it up before your eyes - "A Wicked Broken Soul."

As soon as the words fell, the magic book suddenly appeared, and a page of the book was opened directly, and many vines drilled out of it, dragging the pendant box back into the book.

On the book is a picture of an orange tree with tangled branches, and the tree is covered with the same small glowing oranges that Ryder is holding at this time.

Looking carefully, you can see a beautiful small box stuck between the intertwined tree roots, trembling as if trying to break free from the embrace of the big tree.

Ryder smiled and said, "Luck, you won't have to complain about the old orange tree's noise for a long time in the future. Look at this broken soul. Although it is broken, he is still alive and so evil. It will take a long time for the old orange tree to digest it." gone."

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When Ryder woke up, when he was in a daze, he found a tattered necklace beside his pillow.

Qiang pulled himself together and looked at it for a long time before he remembered that it was the beautiful pendant box from last night.

At this time, the box was dusty. Although there were no missing parts, the box was opened, and there were scratches all over the inside and outside. It looked like a real old object.

Just when Ryder regretted that something so beautiful was destroyed.

A thin, skinny creature dressed in rags, with big bat-like ears and a big drooping nose, an old and ugly little creature suddenly appeared in the room.

After he appeared, he stared straight at the locket in Ryder's hand.

Ryder moves left with the locket, he looks left, Ryder goes right, he looks right.

Seeing him fascinated, Ryder felt that he might have ruined someone's beloved.

"Is this locket yours? Sorry, I broke it."

Ryder complained about the old orange tree in his heart: "Eat what you eat, and smash the bowl when you eat."

Now that the owner has come to the door, I really want to find a place to get in.

I got the pendant box in my hand and passed it forward, but the other party refused to answer it, so I had to put it beside the bed.

Trying to remember how Mrs. Weasley had fixed it when Fred broke it.

Pointing to the pendant box next to the bed, he said, "Reply quickly."

That guy waved his hand suddenly, knocked the locket flying, and bombarded it wildly, destroying the locket that was still visible.

He even picked up a metal ornament in the room and smashed it hard twice.

Finally, holding the destroyed pendant box that cannot be seen, crying loudly.

Ryder really couldn't understand his attitude towards this thing, maybe this is the legendary love and hate.

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"My dear lady, after you helped Kreacher destroy the pendant, you are Kreacher's master."

Good guy, I came to my own room early in the morning, and I lost my sleepiness. I was so crazy that I wanted to recognize myself as the master. My sister is also a god after all, and I can't be so picky about taking servants.

"It's not necessary."

"Kreacher is useless, Kreacher is a bad house-elf."

Watching the self-mutilation of the self-proclaimed Kreacher and house-elf, Ryder quickly diverted his attention.

"Hi Kreacher, I'm Ryder, Ryder Black, there may be some misunderstanding, we should talk about it."

No one shook the hand he stretched out, so Ryder had to withdraw it silently.

Kreacher was thrilled to hear Ryder's last name.

"Your surname is Blake. So you were my master. Kreacher is really confused. There is Miss Ryder's name on the tapestry, which is behind Master Regulus, the most eye-catching position."

Ryder couldn't figure out what he said. Does he have anything to do with this Master Regulus?

"Let's not talk about whether the master is the master or not. Is there something wrong with you coming to my room?"

"Kreacher came to Master Regulus' room to fetch a few things at the mistress's order."

After replying to Ryder, Kreacher waved his hand, and a stack of buttoned photos on the bookcase, as well as a portrait of a handsome young man behind the bed curtain, flew into Kreacher's arms.

"Sorry, I didn't intentionally occupy this room. Who is your hostess? And who is Master Regulus?"

"I'm sorry Miss Ryder, Kreacher has to complete the orders of the hostess first, and Kreacher will come to you for punishment after finishing the work."

After speaking, he snapped his fingers, and the thin figure faded away.

"Hey, you can't half talk, and I don't mean to punish you..."

Pick up the locket on the ground and go back to the bed.

"House-elf, what Molly has been thinking about all the time, is this kind of neuroticism, what's so good about it?"

After speaking, Ryder yawned a lot, fell into bed, and tried to sleep again.

A voice full of vitality came in, "Little Ryder, I heard the voice, since you woke up, don't stay in bed."

After Black walked in, Ryder pulled up the quilt and covered his head. Seeing that Ryder was awake, Ryder mercilessly hugged Ryder out of the bed.

"We have to wash up and have breakfast. It's going to be a long day in Diagon Alley today."

Ryder felt that Black was possessed by the Weasleys, and she could swear on her own spellbook that Black should never be like this.

All the way to the dining table, there are only bread, coffee, chocolate and some strange bottles and cans on the table, not even a glass of milk or white fruit juice.

Seeing that Ryder didn't eat, Black coaxed, "Little Ryder, I know these are not tasty, so let's put them on first, and when we get to Diagon Alley, there will be something delicious to eat."

As he spoke, he stuffed a piece of bread into Ryder's hand.

Lupine was stunned, and he couldn't drink the coffee several times.

"Sirius, are you imitating Lily?" Clearing his throat, imitating Black's tone, he said, "Lily, the kid doesn't need to be coaxed like this. He will beg for food when he is hungry."

Black stared at him unfairly, "Remus, you can tell just by looking at Harry, it's the most difficult thing to deal with when a baby cries, and if we really wait until she cries before feeding her, how much energy do we have to coax her?"

After feeding Ryder, he didn't forget to spread jam on his own bread.

"And don't forget the letter Molly sent last night. You saw it too. It was full of Ryder's habits and preferences. It was as long as a paper. It can be sent back. This is definitely a naked provocation. How can I, Sirius Black, not be able to raise a child? Do I need them to help me raise my daughter?"

"Let me see, what exactly did Molly say last night?"

Lupine picked up a thick stack of letter paper on the dining table, scanned it and read, "Kids can't drink coffee for breakfast, baby Ryder has been wanting to try coffee for a long time, but coffee is absolutely not for children! Baby Ryder She is not picky about food, but she prefers salty sandwiches to jam bread, and the milk should be warmed with three parts of sugar."

Hearing this, Blake put down his half-drinked coffee and said, "I'm sorry, baby Ryder, there's nothing you like here. Would you like to try coffee as compensation?"

Ryder looked at the coffee brought to his mouth, it smelled mellow, and the color was a clear dark brown.

Holding Sirius Black's hand, he took a sip of coffee, and the bitter Ryder frowned.