[Comprehensive British and American] The Wizard of Cullen's House

"Let me go with you!—"

Sirius Black stared at Avella Cullen who stood in front of him, and shouted excitedly.Because of her height, Avella had to look up at this man who jumped up and jumped up when he heard the news about Peter—correction, but she still looked at him and told him firmly: "No! ! Peter, he knows your Animagus! If he sees you, he will run away!" As soon as this possibility flashed in her mind, Elvira felt that she wanted to destroy something now—then An irritable mood made her face darken.

"We can catch him! Ivy, listen to me..." Sirius lowered his voice, trying to convince Avella.

"No! Shut up!" Avella looked at Sirius fiercely, even though she needed to raise her head to look at him, she was no weaker than him in terms of momentum, "We can't take any chances! And none of us I don't know if the mouse Arthur is talking about is him."

"It must be him!" Sirius Black seemed to be a little broken, he grabbed his hair that was already tugged and started pacing in front of Avella, "It must be him, Ivy!"

"So you can't go!" Avella looked at him coldly, "Don't let me remind you that the Ministry of Magic is watching me all the time, and they have already found you."

Sirius stopped walking and stared straight ahead.And Avella relaxed, looked at Sirius and said, "You should trust me."

After a long time, Sirius spoke again: "Of course."

On the other side, at the Burrow.

The red-haired, freckled kid put the grimy-looking bauble on the table, and as soon as he put it on, he picked it up to avoid the murderous hands of his twin brother and gave a stern warning They: "Don't touch it!" But his warning didn't help, one of the twins stuck out his tongue at him and rolled his eyes, while the other yelled, "Mom! Percy won't let us see His rat!"

"Hey, you two boys." A boy who looked older than them came down from upstairs, his tone was mature and outrageous.

"Bill!" The kid who just stuck out his tongue at his brother and the kid who complained loudly shouted in unison, and opened their hands and rushed towards their elder brother.

Of course, their eldest brother was very happy and opened his hands——

With a 'bang', Bill shrank his head suddenly, and the wooden stairs behind him were blasted loudly by a bomb, and at the same time their mother's roar also sounded: "Twins!!!" Then their mother The sound of stepping down the stairs was mixed with chattering voices, "There is no silence for a moment! Your father and I are just discussing something, you... oh!" Bill saw his mother looking at the bottom one in surprise. The first floor was burned black, and then he was stuffed into his arms with the rolling eyes of the baby, and Molly Weasley rolled up his sleeves and began to teach the two restless guys.

Bill curled his lips at the baby, who rolled his blue eyes at him, then grinned at him as he held the baby.

"Percy, put it down." Moli grabbed the twins' ears one by one, and said seriously to Percy.

The mouse was placed on the table without moving, and Charlie looked at it and said, "Mom, maybe it's too hungry."

"Okay, then get him something to eat." Molly tilted her head at Charlie, and Percy rushed into the kitchen with him to grab some leftovers from their night's dinner.Percy seemed interested in the mouse—responsibility, perhaps, since he had picked it up.

"Okay, Bill, go up and tell your father to come down." Moli said to Bill who was holding Ron, Bill smiled and turned back upstairs.Moli watched Bill leave, then pulled the twins to her, let go of their ears and put their hands on their hips to warn them: "Don't play with anything dangerous at home! How many times have I told you! Two bad guys!"

After being scolded, Fred and George lowered their heads obediently, but Moli didn't ignore their peeping eyes at the mouse that Percy was feeding.She reminded them loudly: "No! Go mess with that mouse! You two!"

Arthur was also brought down by Bill, and he couldn't help looking at the eating mouse on the table, but said to Moli, "They're still young, Moli."

"Yeah! Mom, we're still young!" Fred looked up quickly, before Moli could answer Arthur.

"So you can't punish us, it will exhaust us!" George followed his brother and raised his head, saying innocently.

Moli, who was forced to laugh by the twins, took a few deep breaths, and then said: "Anyway, at this point, you should all go to bed! Charlie, Percy, you two go wash your hands, it's time to go to bed!"

"But Mum..." All the Weasley children - excluding Ron, who couldn't speak - were cut off sharply by Mrs. Weasley the moment they spoke, "Now, it's time for bed. "Her expression was serious.The children looked at Arthur standing at the top of the stairs, their father wouldn't drive them to bed so early, right~ Today is Christmas Eve~

But it's a pity—"It's time for you to go to bed, my children." Arthur Weasley said to them with that honest expression.

The frustrated Weasley children could only follow their parents' orders to go upstairs to bed.Percy wanted to take the mouse up with him before going up, but was stopped by Mrs. Weasley: "Percy, you can't bring this dirty mouse into your room."

As soon as the children were driven to sleep, Moli heard someone knocking on the door.

She and Arthur looked at each other, and Arthur subconsciously shielded Moli behind his back and took out his wand and held it tightly in his hand: "Who is it?" He asked through the door panel.

"Happy Christmas Eve, I hope I still have time."

Arthur and Moli breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, Arthur opened the door and looked outside at the woman who covered half of her face with a wizard hat, only showing her beautiful chin.The woman raised her head, but her eyes passed through Arthur's body, looking into the gap between him and the door.She took a deep breath, then raised one corner of her mouth suddenly, looked back at Arthur, and nodded lightly and indistinctly: "Good evening, Arthur."

"Oh, you're here." Arthur turned his somewhat chubby figure sideways and let Avella enter the room.

As soon as Avella came in, she saw that Moli was a little nervous, and she laughed a little from the bottom of her heart, but she continued: "I'm sorry, Moli, I have some things to deal with at the moment." But it was obvious that she overestimated her endurance, Because after she finished speaking to Moli, she turned her gaze to the motionless mouse on the table. After she took another deep breath to confirm something, she narrowed her warm golden eyes: "Of course, Happy Christmas Eve , Peter."

She walked over, grabbed the motionless mouse's tail with her fingers, lifted it from the table, and hung it upside down in mid-air, shaking its thin, stiff body: "Long time no see, actually it's not long, Yes or no?"

"So...it...I mean, he...really..." Moli took a deep breath, and spoke very softly—as if what she was saying now was such a rebellious sentence.If she hadn't been holding Ron, her hands must have been frantically gesticulating in mid-air with gestures that Avella would never understand at ordinary times.Arthur stretched out his hand to hold his wife's arm tightly, patted her to calm her down and said, "I'm writing a letter to Professor Dumbledore."

"And Snape," Avella said.

Arthur nodded heavily, but he didn't let go of Moli immediately, but looked at her and asked in a low voice, "Are you okay?"

"Oh, I'm fine." Moli finally came to his senses, and looked very angry.Avella smiled, then threw the mouse back on the table, and then she sat down and joked, "Moli, your children seem to be very energetic."

"What... what? Oh, this group..." Moli realized what Avila was saying, and immediately rushed up the stairs, and there was a sound of pedaling on the stairs, and Moli lowered her voice roar.

Avella hooked her lips without a smile, her eyes were staring at the mouse on the table with its belly facing the air without blinking.Then stretched out a hand to grab its beard, which was so thin that it was almost invisible, Avella said softly: "Although you know that I have become a vampire, didn't your little brain think that we can use smell to identify a person?" Huh?" She pulled the mouse's beard with a little force and dragged the mouse's body a certain distance on the table.

"A petrification of everything - such a simple spell can bind you, Peter." Avella was angry, but calm, "You have nothing, even your Animagus are Sirius and Jan Mu helped you practice it, but why did you get Voldemort's favor? Oh yes, maybe it's because you have nothing... But why did you betray your friend? Your brother? Betray the Order of the Phoenix?" Her The sound is very soft, almost inaudible.

If someone opened the door of the Weasleys' house right now, they would see a very neurotic picture - a woman with a perfect and exquisite appearance talking to a small, dirty mouse, and every time she said In a word, the mouse's body would be dragged around on the table by her.And the poor mouse didn't know if it was frightened or not, and allowed the woman to torture it like this.

"Did Sirius not tell you that he also told Professor Dumbledore about changing the confidentiality...?" Avella didn't seem to use much force, but her fingernails were slightly sunk into the mouse's open belly, "I really want to kill you, Peter Pedirou."

Her eyes are no longer warm gold that makes people feel warm, they have turned into bottomless black - when this black is projected on Arthur who wrote the letter with incomparable accuracy, it makes him shudder abruptly. I shuddered.

"I've changed my mind, Arthur." Her tone sounded gentle, even her expression, but it made Arthur subconsciously grasp the already written envelope.He tried his best to suppress his trembling body, swallowed his saliva and moistened his throat: "What?"

"We took him directly to Professor Dumbledore, maybe you would like to bring Sirius to Hogwarts?" Avella said.

When Arthur found Cullen's house with the address Avella gave him, the clock was pointing to midnight.He stood at the door of Karen's house, looked up at this very ordinary-looking house, and before he could ring the doorbell, a gust of wind rushed towards him from behind him.

He looked back and saw several pairs of warm golden eyes shining in the darkness.

"You must be Arthur Weasley," said a small, dainty-looking, dark-haired woman in her musical voice.

"Uh, um, I am." Arthur answered nervously, clutching his wand tightly.

"You don't have to be so nervous." A man with light blond hair walked up to him, and Arthur raised his head subconsciously.And the light-blond man continued, "I'm Carlisle Cullen, and Sirius Black is in the room."

Before Arthur could react, the closed door of Karen's house behind him was suddenly opened from the inside, and a man with curly black hair rushed out from inside.Behind him, a man with reddish-brown hair was leaning against the door frame.

"Arthur!"

Arthur looked at Sirius who stopped in front of him panting, opened his mouth and found himself unable to speak.Sirius calmed down, and asked nervously, "Caught him, didn't you?"

"...Yes." Arthur was silent for a long time, then he and Sirius opened their hands at the same time, and hugged each other tightly.