[hp] I like your unexpected arrival

"eighteen".

1.

When Baron Rupert left, he still stared at Sirius with a displeased face, and warned, "You brat, you'd better not have any wrong thoughts!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Mrs. Rupert grabbed his ears and dragged him away. The young man felt that he was ashamed in front of people he hated, so he was so angry that he didn't dare to make trouble.

Ogg helped close the study room, walked in with the quilt, and apologized softly, "I'm sorry, no one has come to this room for a long time."

After her father left, the study room became a taboo for the whole family, and only her mother came to clean it occasionally, but the bookshelf was completely piled up with dust.

Ogg spread the quilt and turned to find Sirius looking at her.

"what happened?"

Sirius lowered his eyes and snorted, "I'm worried about my status. There are so many people around my good friend, which makes me very afraid of being abandoned."

Ogg heard the words that made her heart tremble again, and he hesitated and said: "I won't give up, anyway... good night!"

The brown hair dangled out of his sight, the door was closed again, and the sound of chaotic footsteps revealed the confusion in the master's heart.

Sirius suppressed a smile.

The Snitch flew around him, and he flicked the thing, and it hit the ashesy bookshelf, shaking his ash-covered head like someone coughing.

The book was knocked down and fell to the ground in disorder. Sirius walked over with a frown, and the Golden Snitch also realized that he had done something wrong and stopped moving.

There weren't many books on the bookshelf, but Sirius was surprised to find that there were many books of the Dark Arts piled up there.

He often saw these books at No. 12 Grimmauld Place, and he was familiar with them, so he randomly picked up one and flipped through it.

Well commented by the owner.

Some of the insights were even superior to those of Mellors's work Sirius had received from Professor Jones.

He saw a name on the first page of the book.

——Chaos Finola.

Sirius had seen that name in the trophy room before.

Rozier proposed a duel invitation to James. They waited for a long time but did not come, so they looked at the trophy for a while, and saw the 1942 Quidditch trophy. The trophy belonging to Slytherin had every name of the team members written on it.

He saw the group photo, and the second grader Chaos Finola was smiling lightly in the middle of the crowd.

He has black hair belonging to the Finola family, and his blue eyes are not deep because of his smile. Just looking at that photo, no one would think that he is a member of the Finola family.

Sirius put the book back on the shelf and was about to leave when he caught a glimpse of the Pensieve behind the shelf.

He hesitated for a while and walked over, before he touched it, he was sucked in.

2.

1942, summer.

Chaos was lying on the sofa chair decadently, the wind brought by the train was blowing in through the window, and he squinted his eyes comfortably because of the wind.

"You are a Slytherin, Chaos." Selwyn was displeased with his posture for a long time, "You make me feel like you are sitting face to face with Gryffindor, which makes me really chill."

The young man lying there snorted and tore open a chocolate frog, "Your attention is all on those unimportant things, so your grades will never be better than mine."

Selwyn blushed at what he said, and almost failed to maintain his "Slytherin" demeanor.

Heavy footsteps came from outside the carriage, Chaos sat up with difficulty, and straightened his messy hair.

"That big giant ran out again," Selwyn glanced at the car door annoyed, "I really don't know what Dumbledore is thinking."

Every time the Gryffindor giant ran out, there would be a lot of noise. The car door was knocked open. Chaos received the demand in Selwyn's eyes, scratched his hair and smiled helplessly.

"People who don't know think I'm taking care of my son, Selwyn." Chaos sighed.

In the next second, he saw a book thrown over, and Chaos took it without any effort, and found that it was a book of black magic spells.

"My dad made me learn it before the holidays." Selwyn shrugged. "Didn't your grandpa make you learn it?"

Their parents seem to have been invited to a party by someone important during the holidays, after which Selwyn's parents additionally emphasized the importance of the Dark Arts to him.

Chaos turned slightly.

"My grandpa can't force me to do anything." He threw it back, walked to the door and was about to close it, when he heard the quarrel outside.

"Giant, did you do it on purpose?" A fifth grade student in a Slytherin uniform took out a wizard's staff full of malice, and Chaos knew that it was a member of the Norton family.

The Slytherin they were protecting had a superior appearance, his dark eyes noticed Chaos standing there, and seemed to be a little concerned about him.

Chaos knew that it was a big shot in Slytherin, the prefect of the fifth grade, the favorite student of their headmaster Slughorn, and the best wizard in Hogwarts.

He seems to have a lot of ties to the Gaunt family.

The Gaunt family is recognized as the direct descendants of Slytherin.

Chaos smiled generously.

Hagrid's personality, which was different from his size, made him at a loss for such a scene. He held the box in his hand nervously, for fear that the acromantula inside would be discovered.

Fortunately, this farce ended perfectly after the arrival of Gryffindor's prefect.

Chaos leaned against the wall and saw the big man walking towards him.

"Chaos Finola?" It was an unexpectedly deep voice.

Chaos let out a "huh" and said very Gryffindor: "No, I'm Thatcher Selwyn."

3.

Selwyn scolded him directly all afternoon and night, and was still scolding him at dinner.

Chaos rubbed the bridge of his nose with a headache, picked up a piece of bread and stuffed it into Selwyn's chattering mouth, "It's a good thing, you were noticed by him, maybe your mother will be happy to hug you and call you Selwyn baby."

Selwyn was often hugged by his mother and called Baby Salwyn, and Khaos was lucky enough to see it once.

Selwyn, who was in the second grade, blushed angrily, and said his question again: "How could you be a Slytherin, you guy, I can't understand at all, how could you be a Slytherin?"

"This is an arrangement of fate," Chaos said lazily, "It seems that you are destined not to escape from me."

Selwyn left the table angrily.

Chaos smiled wildly from behind for a while, and asked curiously to the unexpected visitor: "I'm not a first-year, great prefect."

The one sitting in front of him, Chaos noticed that his pale skin was different from ordinary people, and even his dark eyes were a little dark red.

But this can't conceal his handsomeness, Chaos reluctantly agreed.

"Are you also interested in black magic?" the other party asked suddenly.

It was the book that Selwyn forgot to take away. Chaos flipped through it with a little interest, and wrote his name on the first page with a pen in front of that person.

"Yeah." No one knew what he was thinking when he was doing these things, Chaos met those bottomless eyes, "Maybe you can teach me?"

4.

Sirius took a while to adjust.

There seemed to be a spell barrier imposed on the Pensieve, and that was all he could see.

He found it was dawn.

The Muggle clock showed seven o'clock. Sirius hadn't slept all night, and he couldn't use the wizard's staff outside. He took a cold bath for himself, and was almost awake when he got down.

Ogg noticed his tiredness, poured a glass of milk and handed it over, "Did you sleep well?"

The white-haired women were having breakfast on the other side, and if she hadn't been talking close, she wouldn't have heard what they were saying.

Ogg only told his mother that Sirius was her friend, and Kainer didn't even know the gender of this friend.

Sirius snorted, "Take care of me, good friend."

Ogg didn't notice anything, and said strangely: "Of course."

Now it was Sirius' turn to be weak, he didn't know why he started to laugh, he seemed to be in a good mood, "I slept well."

Although he actually stayed up all night.

Grimmauld Place was less lively during the day than at night. Ogg didn't wear wizard robes. She put on the Muggle clothes left at 47 Grimmauld Place, a white hoodie and blue jeans.

She had to buy Sirius a dress first.

Sirius was very curious about those Muggle clothes. Standing in front of the window and looking at the jacket, Ogg glanced at it casually, "Is it too cold to wear it now?"

After all, it's not summer yet, and it's easy to catch a cold in April.

Sirius had no objection, and went to change into the sweater that Ogg had chosen for him, and Ogg was stunned when he came out.

She had only seen Sirius in suits and school uniforms, and the clothes at Black's house were all the kind of clothing that made her feel daunted, and even Sirius felt that school uniforms were more comfortable than his regular clothes.

"Good friend, do you look silly?" Sirius knelt down and shook his hand at her.

Ogg pulled his face violently and jumped up in a panic, "Do you think it's okay?"

Sirius said "No".

The sweater is brown, and the style is similar to the one on Auger, so there is nothing I am not satisfied with.

"Aren't there any white ones?" Sirius pretended to have a headache.

Ogg didn't think much, "Do you like white ones? I'll go and have a look."

The brown-haired girl walked into the clothes rack again, her hair bouncing back and forth following her master's movements, Sirius stared at her back and lowered his head and chuckled.

5.

Ogg suddenly thought about it.

Both of them were wearing white sweaters, and Sirius also bought a pair of blue jeans, walking on the road... It felt awkward.

But looking at Sirius' performance, it seemed that he didn't think so.

Ogg feels that she has changed, becoming narcissistic and weird, thinking about strange things all day long, she is no longer the lazy Ogg she used to be.

She squatted there, and suddenly covered her head frantically and whispered a few times, then stood up again and pretended that nothing happened, preparing to enter the house.

Grimmauld Place is quiet at night.

Ogg suddenly heard laughter, she looked up, and Sirius threw a candy to her.

The throw was accurate, and Auger barely moved.

She stepped onto the roof and was jolted by the sound of firecrackers.

The night wind messed up their hair, Ogg found a place to sit not far from Sirius, and heard the people beside him say, "There will be fireworks later."

As soon as the words fell, a string of fireworks lit up the sky.

Ogg gasped in shock at his words.

Sirius laughed, "I heard this afternoon, I don't have the blood of a prophet." He handed the telescope to Ogg, a gadget he bought himself that afternoon.

Ogg took it over. It was the first time she played with this thing, she squinted her eyes for a while, and suddenly her shoulders sank.

Sirius closed his eyes.

"Pick me up and lean on me a little bit, good friend."

Auger didn't dare to move, and sat there stiffly, lowering the binoculars from his eyes.

The wind at night is very warm, fireworks are falling from all directions, the sky is full of light, and the moon finally peels off the clouds.

The lights are bright, the mossy road is covered with leaves, and occasionally birds stay.

6.

Star Yingying.

The moonlight is beautiful.

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It's almost Chinese New Year. There are so many things going on hahaha