HP Polar Night

The little brown-haired witch was so happy after receiving Harry's letter. She tried to write to him all summer vacation, but nothing happened.She had to send a letter to Agareth Black, but she never expected that Black actually found Harry and brought him to London.

Hermione wrote back to Harry immediately, telling him her home address, and then hurriedly wrote to Ron and the others to inform them about it. After all, the Weasleys were also very worried about Harry.

Not long after she wrote back, two dark-haired boys rang the doorbell at Granger's house.

"Harry! It's great to meet you! You don't know how much we worry about you during this time! We sent you countless letters, but there was no reply. I thought you were kidnapped!" Just The moment the door was opened, the little witch rushed forward to give her petite companion a suffocating hug.

Harry was at a loss, and before he could pat the girl on the shoulder, the girl let him go.

"I'm sorry I was a little too excited. Hi, Senior Blake, nice to meet you." The girl felt a little shy under Agares' gentle gaze, and she hurriedly invited the two into the room.

Mr Granger was at work and Mrs Granger was at home.She warmly entertained the boys from the same school as her daughter. Although she is a Muggle, she has no fear or aversion to magic. Hermione's studiousness is also well reflected in Mrs. Granger, which confirms that Bloodlines are indeed wonderful.

Agares had special permission to use the wand during the summer, and he satisfied Mrs. Granger's curiosity very well.Of course, in order to prevent Harry and Hermione from boldly using wands and breaking the Ministry of Magic's prohibition because of their hot eyes, he still very seriously reiterated to them the regulations and punishment measures on underage wizards using magic outside of school.

Seriously, the little wizard can be ordered to quit school, which scares the two Gryffindors very well. For Harry, Hogwarts is his home. If he is expelled from his home, it will definitely be the world The most horrible punishment.He couldn't imagine himself going back to the Dursleys' house, who would try to ridicule him with the most vicious and indifferent words, then throw him at Stonewall School, and let him live the rest of his life in inaction and pain. Pass.Such a picture, just thinking about it, is enough to make Harry horrified.

As for Hermione, although she has a happy family and a smart brain, it must be quite sad and terrifying for anyone who has been exposed to magic to be deprived of this magic one day.She doesn't want to.

Harry told Hermione about the British Museum, which excited the little witch: "My parents took me there several times, but I've never encountered a ghost!"

Mrs. Granger, who was listening quietly, also seemed eager to try.

"If you have noticed, there is often an old man with gray hair wandering around in the Ministry of Ancient Egypt. That is him. He has been particularly interested in Egypt in recent years. Usually only a very small number of people can see Sir Sloane, but not Including wizards. As long as you pay attention, wizards can find him.” Unfortunately, there are very few wizards who have carefully visited the British Museum. According to Sir Sloan, there are only a few people who have talked with him in the past 200 years.

It's a pity that today it took more than half a day from Agares to the Dursleys' house, from the time they left Privet Drive to London, and from the time they visited Hermione's house.If I were to go to the British Museum now, it would probably close before they found the ghost.

So they agreed to go back tomorrow, and Mrs. Granger warmly invited the boys to stay for dinner. Although the Grangers were both dentists and they didn't have any sugary snacks in their house, Harry still ate his stomach full. Under the warm hospitality of Hermione's parents.

Eventually Mr. Granger drove the two boys back, and walked them into the house before leaving.

The Agares family and the Granger family belong to different neighborhoods in London. London is a city with a huge gap between the rich and the poor. Granger is a middle-class family with a fixed source of income and can afford a detached house in the fourth district. villa.And Agares grew up in the Seventh District, which is close to the suburbs. In comparison, the environment here can be said to be unbelievable that this is still London, which is full of luxury.

There are nearly a hundred families in a seven-story building, professional vagabonds, gamblers, drug addicts, prostitutes, minors, liars, fugitives, street gangsters, and low-level people who are running around. Here, you can completely see Vicissitudes of life.

But when Agares took Harry upstairs, the boy didn't see anyone, but felt that someone was watching them from the closed doors.

Mr. Granger was very worried about their two underage boys living alone in the seventh district, but when he was downstairs, Agares introduced him to a police inspector who lived there, which made him feel at ease. few.

And in the process of escorting the boys upstairs, I really didn't see anything dangerous or something that minors shouldn't touch, except for the old floors.So Mr. Granger believed that the building was relatively peaceful under the care of the inspector, so he and the boys made an appointment to pick them up tomorrow, and then drove away.

When the door of Room 709 was closed, the people in the whole building seemed to wake up suddenly, and the noise of the past resumed.A man with all his bare skin covered by black tattoos came out of Room 701. Just looking at the cautious and well-behaved expression on his face, it is hard to believe that he is one of the biggest local snakes in the seventh district.Not to mention the bald head of 703, his light hands and feet made him look less like a well-known killer on the wanted warrant, and more like a roadside hawker selling ham sausage.

The rooms closer to 709 are basically empty.

The rest of the residents on the 7th floor are almost one-tenth of the 6th floor, and they are all untouchable people.

Only the boy in 709, who was brought up by a sickly single mother, who struggled in District [-], was tabooed by these people, a real, devil.

Harry didn't know everything that had happened in the building, past or present.He was just curious about where his friends grew up. In the past 12 years Harry had only seen the Dursleys and Mrs. Figg's.Uncle Vernon would never take him to other people's houses, because they thought Harry was weird and didn't want him to have anything to do with the Dursleys.

In school, Harry was not very popular, and everyone was reluctant to approach him, so he never went to a friend's house.

So speaking, it was the first time for him to be a guest at someone's house, and this person was his trusted friend Agareth Black, so Harry felt extra novelty and excitement.

"When my mother was still alive, we lived here. She would do some handicrafts. I was responsible for handing over the handicrafts she wove to the person in charge of the factory in exchange for some bread and milk." Ah Gareth didn't mind letting Harry know about his past at all, even if it wasn't what many people imagined.

The students at Hogwarts think that Agareth Black has lived a good life since he was a child, at least comparable to Draco Malfoy, after all, they are cousins, and he also has an old pure-blood family name .

If he hadn't grown up in a wizard family since he was a child, how could Agares have such profound knowledge of magic?If he hadn't received a good education and training when he was young, how could there be such an excellent wizard today?

So Agares never talked about his past to the outside world, not because he was taboo or inferior, but because it was unnecessary.

The people who made friends with him never came for his family background, and those who approached for Black and Malfoy had no chance of being treated sincerely by Agares.That being the case, there is no need to mention anything.

Unless someone else can walk into Agares' home like Harry Potter.

"Is that your mother?" Harry noticed a picture on the wall of a woman in wizard robes, with long pale blond hair and a pale face.Standing beside her is Agares, who is twice as small as he is now. He looks like he is only 5 or 6 years old, with baby fat on his cheeks, slightly curly hair, and looks very cute.

Agares stood with him in front of the photo, looking up at it.

"Marian Durant, a Slytherin graduate, died of illness when I was six years old."

Harry felt confused: "She is also a wizard, so why..."

Why did he die of illness at such a young age?The wizard's magic, the potion didn't work?Why not a Blake?Isn't she Agares' mother?Harry had too many questions to ask, but out of politeness and concern, he chose to keep them to himself.

"There are many things in this world that wizards can't do anything about, Harry." Agares quietly looked at the woman who had been with him for six years, twitching the corners of his mouth, showing a helpless smile mixed with bitterness.

Harry put his hand on Agares' arm and said, "I know it. I knew it when I saw my parents and family members in front of the Mirror of Erised last Christmas."

Agares turned his head to look at the boy, carefully watched his eyes, his expression, his expression.After a long time, he said calmly, "Yes, Harry."

"However, I believe that as long as we work hard, wizards can still do many things that others cannot." The blue-eyed boy immediately displayed his Gryffindor-style optimism, trying to encourage the dark-haired boy who was in a bad mood .

"Of course," Agares was moved by his words, "Of course. Only magic is hope."

Harry half-understood, but before he could think about it, Agares had already recovered from his emotions and took him to visit the room. "This room near the street belongs to Marianne. After she left, I transformed it into a study, but reading here is not a good choice, because there will always be the sound of cars passing by on the street, and it is easy to break. Stop your reading pleasure... Let's take a look at this room, the room I live in, the window is facing the lake in the park, although the view is average, but sitting on the window sill and enjoying afternoon tea is a good pastime, we can try it some other day... "

That night, Agares and Harry were lying in the same bed, and Harry shared with him the enmity between him and his cousin Dudley when he was a child, his experience of appearing on the roof unconsciously, and some things he never told him. People's little secret.Agares told Harry all his experiences of living in District [-] when he was a child, fighting with other children, and being almost trafficked.

Before that night, Harry thought he was the worst kid, but after that night, he felt like he had found the most understanding person in the world.Because they have very similar experiences.

The whispers of the boys lasted until Dongfang Xiwei, and it ended when Harry couldn't resist the stickiness of his upper and lower eyelids and finally fell into a deep sleep.Agares, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes and slowly connected the truth about his childhood with what he said just now. After making sure that there was no accident, he closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The author has something to say:

Don't worry, I'm not prescribing cheats for Agares, letting him take over a street with a shock of dominance.

Before going to school, Agares relied on his magic power to keep him from being bullied.Others found him eccentric and avoided him.

What really terrified the people in this building was after he came back from Hogwarts, um, I won't say what he did.

In short, there are still only some Hogwarts classmates around Agares now, and they have not yet reached the level of accepting younger brothers.