[HP] Once Upon a Time in England

After being sent back from Neville's house, Harry found that the family had changed a lot.

He has an extra sister.Sirius told him clearly that this was his daughter, one year older than Harry, named Edharo.

"You can call her Ada, too."

Harry thought about it, and decided that Ada was more catchy.He was eager to get to know her, but he only had time to glance at her before she was called upstairs by the woman who had read him a bedtime story earlier.

He heard her call her "Mother" and follow her like a tail, walking around the room packing her things, chirping something Harry couldn't make out.However, since she is Ada's mother and Sirius is Ada's father, then...

Excited, Harry sneaked up to the second floor when Sirius wasn't prepared.He had longed for the chance to use the formal title ever since he had come across a letter that Neville's parents had received saying "Mr. and Mrs. Longbottom," and Harry knew what it meant: Mr. and Mrs. That means they are family.

"Mrs. Black," he called enthusiastically, "may I help?"

The mother and daughter who were decorating the room were startled by him at the same time.Seeing that it was him, Hyacinth could only ignore the harsh "Mrs. Black" just now, and pushed Ada forward in a disguised manner: "This is Harry, your father's godson, you go and play."

"But I want to pack things with you." Ada can't wait to cling to her lost mother all the time.

"Then I'll be with you." Harry volunteered to help.

Of course, Hyacinth would not let Harry come over to help him. After a short discussion, she persuaded Ada to play with Harry.

So Sirius saw this scene in the living room when he went back and forth: Ida and Harry were kneeling on the ground facing each other, playing wizard chess and talking.

"It's easy to play," said Harry, who was teaching her how to play chess. "You just tell them how you want to play, and voila—King, go to F3."

Ada opened her eyes wide in novelty, holding a knight who was desperately condemning her and trying to break free: "They can still talk!"

"It's just a simple conversation." Harry said, "There are moving cards in the chocolate frog, have you seen it?"

Ada shook her head, she knew nothing about the wizarding world: "Where is this?"

"12 Grimmauld Place. In London."

"I've never seen a house like this." Ada pointed to the scary-looking big pendulum clock in the corner.

"That's right. There's a lot of difference between wizards and Muggles, and our stuff is all about magic. I'll get you a cup later. It was made by goblins in the fourteenth century."

"Muggle?"

"It's a name for ordinary people who don't know magic."

"Is something from the fourteenth century still usable?" Ada asked. "I've seen silver cups in museums, and they're protected in glass cases. Wait—you say it was made by goblins? "

"Of course it can! The things made by goblins are invulnerable to water and fire, and they are almost indestructible."

Ada frowned in confusion and surprise. She still had a lot to learn.Sirius didn't interrupt the children's conversation, he went straight to the second floor after listening for a while.

Although 12 Grimmauld Place has not lived in so many people for a long time, the rooms and furniture are still well preserved and fully equipped.All she had to do was organize the luggage that Ada had brought, and frame and hang up some of her most satisfying paintings by the way—Mrs. Bammer said that Ada liked to draw sketches.

"Do you need help?"

"No need." She hung up the last self-portrait of Ada, and adjusted its position aimlessly, not wanting to look at the people behind her, "Is Mrs. Barmer okay?"

"Very good." He told her the details of the matter, "Remus revised her memory, she should have traveled abroad and won't be back for a while."

"What did you tell Lupine?" She lowered her head and fiddled with her cuff.

"Tell the truth, make a long story short."

She still had the Ministry of Magic surveillance bracelet on her wrist, and she fiddled with it thoughtfully.

"Ada," he mulled over his words, "was she born a Squib?"

He knew her mother was also a Squib, and she had indeed struggled with learning the spell herself, but there was no evidence that Squibs were hereditary.

"I don't know," said Hyacins, pointing to the painting on the wall. "She's almost seven years old, but she hasn't shown her magical powers yet. Maybe she was born a Squib, maybe she's just slow...or maybe, she's just been affected. The impact of the orphanage incident."

Sirius sat down beside Ada's bed: "How did she escape from the orphanage?"

Before the mysterious man killed the Potters, he ordered his men to create a sensational murder case of the Wu's Orphanage, which caused a sensation in both Muggle and wizard circles.He hated the orphanage where he grew up, so he asked not to be left alive.None of the staff and children of the orphanage survived.Sirius also participated in the aftermath work. The reason why he went to finish the work was that this was also the place where Hyacinth stayed, but he didn't know that his daughter survived by luck.

"I've said it before. A little girl I knew took her through the drain and hid in the sewer. The Death Eaters probably thought it was dirty and thought no one would go in there, so they gave up searching. They were there I hid inside for three days. Three days later, I secretly went to the orphanage to check the situation. The girl crawled out with Ida after hearing my voice. They were all dying, almost dead. Sent away."

"You waited three days to find them?"

"You can put it lightly!" she burst out, "What if I run into Death Eaters? What if I run into you? Do you think it's easy for me? I didn't expect her to survive at all—if it wasn't for "Prophecy" The number of victims written in the Home Daily is less than I know, and I will not even go to them!"

"I'm sorry." Sirius hurriedly apologized for his careless words, "I didn't mean that."

"It would be great if you were the ones who found them." She said sadly, "At least you can avoid Rozier, maybe she will be adopted by a good family."

"Then maybe I'll never know who she is."

"Isn't that a good thing for you?"

Sirius decided to avoid all possible topics of quarrel: "Where did that girl go?"

"My old friend, Ann Smith, happened to be doing an internship in this field, and I asked her to find an adoptive family for the child." She walked over to close the bedroom door, and Sirius looked at her in surprise. The two children were talking happily, she glanced at them, her mind was complicated, "What are you going to do about my affairs?" She sneered slightly, "I don't want to live as a felon on probation, you might as well hurry up and urge the legal Sir, I am willing to accept a kiss from a dementor at any time."

"Are you crazy?" Sirius didn't expect her to ask such a question, and she and Ada were whispering happily even more than ten minutes ago, "What about Ada?" He wanted to ask me what to do, but Now he has no position to hold her accountable to him as well.

"You will take good care of her, won't you?" Maybe it was a private conversation, but her attitude was calm, but her tone was very firm, "I know you are waiting for me to say something. But I can't betray Rozier."

"Whose hair is that lock that came with the letter?" he asked. "Is this what you have left in her hands?"

"Yes." The light in her eyes went out, "I can't take any chances."