[hp] Black Dog Breeding Manual

Mr. and Mrs. Campbell had carefully prepared the room for Anaska.However, parents never seem to realize that their children have grown up. Anaska's room is arranged as if it is a place for a 16-year-old girl, but in fact, she is already over [-] years old.

But in any case, Anaska is very grateful and likes what her parents have prepared for her.

There wasn't a big bed as spacious as the residence in Hogsmeade, and there wasn't a courtyard big enough for the black dog to play in, so Anaska had to have less space between her and Black when she was sleeping.She almost buried her whole body in the black dog's fluffy fur. In the current cold weather, Anaska didn't need to cover herself with a quilt because of Black's body temperature.

They settled in smoothly, and Mrs. Campbell did not stop Anaska from raising Blake in their house, but reminded Anaska to clean it frequently.Her parents raised a new male house-elf called Bud, who could replace Nina's work and help Anaska take care of the animals, and seemed a little more emotional than Nina.

Contrary to Anaska's expectations, the person who dislikes Blake the least among the Campbells is Mr. Campbell.For some reason, Mr. Campbell kept staring at Blake with a look of extreme shock and disapproval when he learned that Anaska had been sleeping with him.

Mr. Campbell frowned and said, "Anaska...I'm not trying to stop you from keeping animals, but I think you'd better not get too close to animals of unknown species, especially if they sleep together, they may be very Dangerous, and possibly... malicious. You know, when you go to sleep, you lose your vigilance."

Mr. Campbell was originally quite a dog lover, and Anaska did not know why he had suddenly changed his attitude.

"There was no problem in the past few weeks, and Black was not aggressive." Anaska tried to argue, but it didn't work. Mr. Campbell's brows became deeper after learning the name of the black dog.

Seriously, Anaska hasn't seen her parents for more than three years. The last time she saw their faces was through the photo sent by Shirley. The Campbells waved to her under the Statue of Liberty. Clearly having a great holiday.Therefore, she treasured the opportunity of this reunion and devoted herself to helping Mrs. Campbell prepare for Christmas Eve.

On Christmas night, snowflakes bearing blessings fell one after another.

The family spent a warm and pleasant long-lost night together. Mr. Campbell drank several glasses of mead, his face flushed, and Mrs. Campbell rarely scolded him.

Taking advantage of the good atmosphere, Anaska tentatively asked her parents if they were going back to England.Voldemort has been defeated, Europe has returned to peace and tranquility, and they can go back to their old lives.

The question dissipated the warmth in the room, and Mr. Campbell's drunkenness dissipated slightly, and his eyes wandered away.

"Sorry, Anaska, this is my idea." Mrs. Campbell said, "Originally we were just going to avoid the limelight...but now...I don't want to run around anymore, the mysterious man can't tell when Will come back, I have this hunch. To be honest, I don't believe he will be defeated so easily, America is safer. You have to admit, You-Know-Who is very talented, maybe the most talented in a hundred years."

"But the intention is wrong." Mr. Campbell scratched his hair with his hands irritably. "That kind of person is destined to be unsuccessful. Also, can't you call him Voldemort now?"

"I don't want to argue with you about this, Simon."

"...Sorry honey, I'm just a little irritable."

Mr. Campbell let out a sigh of relief, showed a slightly embarrassed smile, and looked at Anaska, "Don't worry about us, everything is fine here, look at our house, and there are new house elves...Frankly speaking, the people here The Ministry of Magic is way better than it used to be, we can do Muggle jobs, eat hamburgers, and there are very few pure-blood families here. Can you imagine? We can make as many portkeys as we want... as long as we don't touch the International Statute of Secrecy , they don’t care about almost anything.”

Mr. Campbell shrugged with affected relief.

The life of wizards in the United States is certainly not as perfect as they say. If there were no shortcomings, the Campbells would not have become visibly emaciated.Mr. Campbell was just trying to comfort her.

"Hmm..." Anaska nodded lowly.

In fact, she had vaguely anticipated this outcome. Voldemort had been down for so long, but the Campbells did not mention the date of return in their letter. She was just holding on to a little luck.

Maybe she shouldn't have brought it up tonight, it made Christmas imperfect.

In order to restore the atmosphere, Mr. Campbell kept jumping up and down with great effort afterwards, and Anaska cooperated very happily.

Before the holidays were over, Anaska visited the city where her parents would probably live forever.There are also wizarding villages, streets, commercial centers, and even a wizarding school hidden in a Muggle university.

That day, when she was strolling on the pier, she met an unexpected old friend.

Anaska was attracted by the other party's attire first, and then recognized him.Remus Lupine looked much more prominent on the Muggle streets of America than he did at Hogwarts, and his attire was definitely out of Muggle fashion.

A worn, mended robe hung over Lupine's emaciated body, his hair was disheveled from lack of care, and his face was pale and feeble.

Count the days, the full moon has just passed.

Anaska went up to say hello, and Lupine was obviously taken aback by the fact that North America saw her, but fortunately, he hadn't forgotten her.

It was exciting to meet people you knew in a foreign land, and Anaska and Lupine chatted as a matter of course.So, after a while, Lupine knew that Anaska was here to visit relatives, and Anaska also learned that Remus Lupine had difficulty finding a suitable job because of his body, and his life was poor. Traveling across the ocean to try your luck is also a way to relax.

At Hogwarts, all the intersections between Anaska and Lupine were related to Sirius, and they didn't actually know each other very well.However, as the conversation deepened, they seemed to be able to chat unexpectedly.

They have a common experience, their personalities tend to be gentle, and they are good at caring about the feelings of others, and even once had overlapping circles of friends.

Finally, they finally turned the topic to that painful memory.

"I still can't believe that the prongs are gone." Lupine touched his forehead in pain, the loneliness in his eyes couldn't be concealed, and his words were choked up unconsciously, "He, and Lily, are so good. Such a person... I can't imagine that Sirius is such a person, how can he, how dare he..."

Anaska had to tell Lupine again what she had told Dumbledore, explaining that Sirius was not a traitor and that the liar might be Peter Pettigrew.

Lupine was obviously hearing about this possibility for the first time. He was too shocked to speak, his eyes were wide open, and he didn't utter a word for a long time.

"But how could this be...Peter is not the kind of person who has the guts to join Voldemort, let alone commit suicide..." Lupine struggled, "Sorry, I can't accept it. It's hard for me to believe that the original thing is reality, And you tell me another one...you have to make me think about it."

Anaska was silent for a while, finally couldn't hold back, and asked him cautiously: "Lupine, Sirius escaped from Azkaban, do you know where he might be?"

Remus Lupine trembled invisibly.

"I... maybe I know a little bit." Lupine looked away. "Campbell, Sirius... did he... tell you... um... about me?"

Anaska shook her head.

Lupine took a deep breath and was about to speak when Anaska cut him off first.

"However... I made up Defense Against the Dark Arts class..." Anaska considered her words carefully, hoping not to hurt his feelings as much as possible, "So, I may understand something about your... physical condition."

There was a brief silence, and the atmosphere was a little awkward.

Lupine said, "Well, that's right... I hope I didn't scare you, I'm a werewolf, and that's how they got my nickname."

moon face...

Anaska felt for a moment that she had thought of something crucial, but she didn't grasp it.

"I've spent the past few weeks struggling to go to the Ministry of Magic and tell everything I know about Sirius... so it's just to me to know from you that he's innocent, true or not. It's all a relief." Lupine adjusted his tone, trying to calm himself down, "Actually... the nicknames of the three of them are also based on their appearance as animals. I don't know if you can understand, but I mean —I mean—all three of them are Animagus."

The surprised person was replaced by Anaska.

She has always wanted to become an Animagus, no doubt she has not had the slightest sign of success so far, so she deeply understands how difficult it is to completely transform herself into an animal.And James and their new nicknames were in the fifth grade, which means... when the three boys were only fifteen or sixteen years old, they were already Animagus.

"If I'm not mistaken, Sirius probably used this to avoid dementors... Dementors only respond to human emotions. Moreover, as animals, it is more convenient to hide." Lupine analyzed.

Sirius' nickname is Padfoot.

Something was about to come out in Anaska's heart, and she asked with trembling lips, "Sirius, what did he transform into?"

"A dog, a big one, black." Lupine described, "both his and James' incarnations have the size to subdue a werewolf. They stayed with me during the full moon. By the way, James is a deer, Peter is a mouse."

Anaska wasn't sure if she'd acted calmly enough to say goodbye to Lupin.

She came home in a daze.

As soon as she entered the yard, Shirley fell on her shoulder and handed two letters.

One was a letter from Professor Kettleburn. Anaska tore open this letter without entering the house.

Professor Kettleburn said that the dog possessed unusual magic... It was most likely not an animal, but a wizard who knew the Animagus...

The contents of the letter coincided with the guesses turning in Anaska's mind.

Anaska opened another letter.

Dear Miss Campbell,

Hello.

We have received a report that there is a high possibility that there are absconded wanted criminals in your house. For your safety, please stay away from there temporarily.If you have any information, please provide it to us as soon as possible.

We will send Aurors to monitor your house 24 hours a day, thank you for your cooperation.

Ministry of Magic and Auror Office

The author has something to say: I am very grateful to Azimeizhi for throwing me another mine ╰(*°▽°*)╯

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=___= The school-level organization is getting busy...

What should I do, should I return it... If they take the initiative to return it, wouldn't it be a shame for me...

Today I found that the library is really a good place, and I will go there often in the future.

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Talk! ! ! ! Q口Q Last time I found out that there are actually many senior girls here! ! !

I would like to ask if there are any seniors who are good at writing newsletters and papers Q口Q! !

I am in urgent need of a beautiful, extraordinary and intelligent senior to guide me in writing papers and newsletters! !

I feel completely bad at writing! ! !Cry blind! ! !