[HP] Ace Wizard

, in fact you look handsome no matter what, but..."

Sirius was just lazily leaning on the sofa and playing with his mobile phone. He was taken aback when he heard some incoherent words. He put down his mobile phone and looked at him for a while, then started laughing, which made Harry feel at a loss. sit there.Harry didn't even know if he said something funny, because he didn't find it funny at all.

"Do you think I'm the kind of old-fashioned British gentleman wearing a three-piece suit, with the neatest hairstyle, and holding a black umbrella?" He combed his hair casually with his hands, Harry always I think I have seen that action somewhere, "I am not that kind of person. If you want to watch the old British gentleman, I suggest you watch my poor brother."

"Brother?" Hearing Sirius mention his family for the first time, Harry was very curious about it, "That...Mr. Regulus Black that day?"

"That's right, that's him. Our great mother's sweetheart Rael." Although it was a compliment, Harry clearly heard the irony in the words, "A very gentleman, very decent, a real British gentleman , huh?" He picked up that last coda, and Harry swore he heard pity and disdain this time.

"Your relationship sounds ordinary?" Harry carefully chose his words, for fear that any of his words would accidentally offend the other party.But Sirius just glanced at him quickly, and didn't have any other reaction because he said Regulus.

"Rather than mediocre, it's better to say...very bad." Sirius shrugged indifferently, "He hates me, and I hate him, that's all."

"But you are brothers, aren't you?" Harry tried to ask, "If you are a family..."

"Listen, Harry," Sirius said suddenly, his smile stopped, his expression becoming very serious, "the Blacks don't think of me as one of them anymore, and I don't consider myself a Black. Members of the family, so it's best for now, don't try to change our relationship."

Seeing Harry nod blankly, Sirius changed back to smiling.He crossed the table, reached out and stroked Harry's hair, smiling in a reference way so Harry couldn't figure out whether his anger just now was real or fake.But because of Sirius' attitude just now, he didn't plan to ask any more questions, at least...not this time.

After drinking (although Sirius kept telling him that the glass didn't contain any alcohol, Harry swore he must have tasted alcohol), Sirius drove him to Savile Row again.

"What are we doing here?" Harry looked curiously at the row of shops.He had never been to Savile Row, but he knew it.The place where the suits were made - Malfoy had shown it off to him when he came, though he'd never seen him wear a suit from here.

"When you come to Savile Row, naturally you want to order a custom suit." Sirius seemed to be in a particularly good mood today, he kept smiling without talking, and his movements seemed more casual, which made Harry feel a lot more relaxed.

Harry was still nervous when he entered the tailoring shop, but with Sirius chatting happily with the owner and ruffling his hair from time to time, Harry couldn't be more nervous.

At first, Harry thought that there would be some hidden level or something, but Sirius didn't say anything until the measurement was done.Instead, he came out of the tailor shop, and he took Harry to a restaurant that looked very tall.

"You know the dining etiquette when entering this kind of place, I taught you." Sirius gave Harry a smirk, and the corner of Harry's mouth twitched, remembering that when they went to McDonald's at noon, Sirius ate his face all over They all looked like sauces, and looking at the man in front of him whose steaks looked like they were cut with a ruler, Harry felt that this world was so unscientific.

But when they came out of the restaurant after dinner, they ran into another group.

It was a well-dressed gentleman with a cane in his hand, handsome and elegant, who looked like... the kind of person Harry hated the most.

"Sirius Black." The other party nodded to Sirius, who suddenly tensed up, and slightly hooked the corners of his mouth, just like those popular villains on TV, followed by a large group of people.

"Voldemort." Sirius also nodded, took a step forward, and stood in front of Harry.

"My dear cousin, long time no see!" Standing behind the man whom Sirius called Voldemort, a beautiful and proud woman with long black hair sneered and spoke.

Harry froze when he saw the group of people.He knew Voldemort, he was the chairman of a famous company, and he had a group of outstanding scientists and wizards under him, because his company was named "Wolpeth", so that group of outstanding people was called "The Knights of Volpes".Obviously, this witch who called herself Sirius' cousin was one of them.

Sirius ignored the woman and just looked at Voldemort indifferently.Voldemort, unfazed by his indifference, seemed interested in Harry instead.

"This little boy looks so cute." From Harry's point of view, the man called Voldemort smiled maliciously. "What's his relationship with James Potter?"

"This child has nothing to do with you. It's not worthy of the famous LORDVOLDEMORT's personal attention." Sirius stood in front of Harry, protecting Harry behind him.Although he said polite words, there was no sense of respect in his tone, but full of mockery.Harry recognized the discrepancy between him and Voldemort, and wisely kept his mouth shut.

"It's just Grindelwald and Dumbledore's running dogs." Another handsome man said, and Harry was surprised to find that he and Mr. Barty Crouch from the Ministry of Magic actually looked alike, "Master, It's time for us to go to the next stop - His Excellency the Duke is still waiting for us."

Sirius snorted when he heard this, and raised the corners of his mouth: "Since the great LORDVOLDEMORT is still on business, then we don't want to bother you." After finishing speaking, he dragged Harry to the underground garage, and then Did not look at the group of people.

Looking at the backs of Harry and Sirius, Voldemort raised the corners of his mouth.

"That boy..." Voldemort raised his eyebrows. "Is he the son of James Potter and Lily Evans Potter?"

James Potter and Lily Evans Potter, the most outstanding members of Dumbledore's Knights of the Round Table, but Voldemort hated them for unknown reasons——

"Because your parents have defeated Voldemort's 'Wolpes Knights' three times." Sirius said, "Most people don't know that the famous Voldemort's Knights are actually secretly doing unknown deeds ..."

"What?" Harry asked, but Sirius didn't answer his question again, but took him up to the second floor.

This is the home of Sirius. To Harry's surprise, this is not the very luxurious traditional wizard's house he imagined (although he doesn't know what a rich wizard's house is like, but a wizard's house can be Not like this), but a normal Muggle house - but much more atmospheric than the Dursleys' house.

"This is the original James' room, you can live here first." Sirius led Harry to a room, he said so, still did not answer Harry's question just now.

"Okay, thank you, Sirius. But I..." Harry wanted to say something more, but he had already turned away.

"Good night, Harry." Sirius turned around and patted Harry on the head again, and left the room.

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Chapter 12

Harry was still a little confused when he woke up, he didn't know why he appeared in such a simple and generous room, and he was still lying on such a soft and comfortable bed.He rubbed his eyes, picked up the glasses on the bedside table and put them on, only then did he realize that he was now at Sirius' home.He jumped out of bed, went to wash and hurried downstairs just in time to see Sirius, in his apron, bringing breakfast to the table.

Seeing Sirius like this, Harry almost dropped his glasses in surprise.

"You... you know how to cook?!" Harry was almost at a loss for words.

"Morning, Harry." Sirius flashed him a bright smile, "Did you sleep well?"

"Good morning, Sirius." Harry scratched his hair, and was about to help Sirius serve the plate, but he was pushed to sit down by the other party.

"You don't need to do this kind of thing." Sirius said, waving his wand and floating a glass of golden drink in front of Harry, "I can handle it by myself."

"Do you know this kind of living magic?" Sirius asked him.After leaving the scope of the Knights, he directly became another person who did not have the "gentleman" demeanor he had when we first met - not to say that he is no longer a gentleman, but that he is no longer so rigid. Still gentle, still good to him, but