[HP] Dark Godfather

Standing in front of No. 12 Grimmauld Place, Sirius Black took a deep breath, walked up the steps, and opened the door.

"Kritch!" Blake yelled.

"Bang" an ugly, wrinkled house-elf appeared in front of Black. It glanced at Black, bent deeply, and its nose almost touched the floor.

"Kritch welcomes back Master Sirius," he said high-pitched, and then muttered in another tone as he lowered his head, "the traitor of the blood is back, disheveled after he brought shame on Black." Go home, and the mistress won't be happy."

Blake raised his eyebrows, moved his lips and wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything, he walked slowly to the center of the living room, looked around, looked at the dark and dirty environment, breathed the stale air, Blake couldn't help fanning himself She slapped her nose, and suddenly there was a scream in her ear.

"You rebel, traitor of blood, you have the face to come back!" screamed Mrs. Volgar Black from the wall.

Black frowned, walked to the portrait of Mrs. Black, and carefully looked at the hysterical mother in the portrait.

"A rebellious son, a traitor of blood, an unworthy bastard..." Mrs. Black in the portrait cursed her eldest son with all the vicious words she knew.

Blake leaned forward, lowered his head, moved his mouth, and said something, the lady in the portrait yelled, "What are you talking about! Louder, Nizi, I can't hear you!"

"I'm sorry! Mom!" Sirius Black raised his head suddenly, roared angrily, and then strode towards the basement with his mouth tightly shut.

In the portrait, Mrs. Black suddenly silenced as if she was choking. After a moment of silence, she screamed as if she woke up, "Merlin, what did he say! Did I hear correctly?"

"Kritch!" cried Mrs. Black.

"Bang!" Klitsch appeared in front of the portrait, "The hostess is calling for Klitsch, what can Klitsch do for the kind hostess?"

"What did that Nizi just say, I heard it right, he seems to say again..."

"I'm sorry, Mistress, Master Sirius is saying 'I'm sorry' to you, he apologized to you, and Klitsch heard it very clearly..." the house-elf said loudly, unable to hide his joyful tone, it then muttered, "Master Sirius, the traitor of blood, has changed his gender, and he apologized to the hostess!"

"Yes, that bastard, he still..."

"He still called you 'mother', kind mistress, Krich heard it very clearly!" the house elf said with a choked voice, "...the son of a son, Master Sirius, has never called the mistress mother since he ran away from home , the traitor of blood has changed his gender?"

"Hmph, he thought I could forgive him by saying sorry, no way!" Mrs. Black in the portrait said arrogantly, but her tone was obviously not as sharp as the beginning.

"Where did he go?" Mrs. Black looked around. "Isn't his room upstairs?"

"Kritchie, let's go and have a look!" The house elf disappeared with a bang, and reappeared in front of the portrait in the blink of an eye, saying with a frightened expression, "Master Sirius drew the alchemy formation in the basement, Kerry has never seen it before." That array, but Master Sirius is drawing that array with blood, it’s too scary, Klicer can feel the evil black magic filling the basement.” Klicer hit his head hard on the ground, “Klicer must punish himself, Kritch can't stop the young master from doing terrible things."

"What does he want to do, ruin this family?" Mrs. Black in the portrait turned pale with fright.

Suddenly, the entire No. 12 Grimmauld Place sighed, and the house suddenly seemed to have life. A powerful dark force instantly enveloped the entire old house of the Black family, and a burst of giggles came from the basement.

Klitsch couldn't punish himself anymore, because an invisible force prevented him from destroying the floor, he was imprisoned, and all the portraits of the Black family were surprised to find themselves imprisoned, and then they were even more surprised happened.

The house is changing and updating at a speed that can be seen in the flesh. The carpets become clean and soft, the walls become tidy and warm, all the furniture instantly become new, smooth and brand new, and even the old-fashioned candle chandeliers in the living room have become dazzling crystals. The chandelier, the old house of the Black family exudes a noble and elegant atmosphere, and these are all completed in a few breaths.

"How's the new house decorated, Mom?" Blake came up from the basement, and the door to the basement disappeared after Blake walked out, as if it had merged with the wall.

"What did you do?" snapped Mrs. Black. "And what queer thing did you bring home?"

"It's nothing, it's just a house nightmare!" Black said indifferently, "Krich is too old, I'll find him a helper!"

"What, house nightmare, where did you find it?" The surprised portraits all looked at each other with attention, and when Krich heard this, he cried out and punished himself, banging his head against the wall violently. Richer is old, and Richer is useless!"

The walls go cotton-soft as Klitsch slams into them, causing house-elfs intent on punishing themselves to bang their heads on stair rails, fireplace corners, or door frames, only to find everything they hit turns jelly Just as elastic.

"Klitsch, I order you not to punish yourself!" Sirius said coldly, "Remember, this is my order from Black!"

"Yes!" Kerry sobbed aggrievedly, "The traitor of the blood couldn't wait to show the authority of the master, Kerry had to obey the orders of the rebellious young master."

Sirius Black was so angry that the word "底" appeared on his forehead, he gritted his teeth and growled, "You schizophrenic old fellow, if it wasn't for Regulus' sake, I would have given you a piece of clothing Alright, you trash who didn't protect your master well!"

"Master Regulus!" Krich wailed, "Krich is useless, poor Master Regulus!"

"What's the matter, why did you mention Regulus! My little Rael, what happened to him, have you found Regulus?" Madam Black asked in surprise, "I saw that the tapestry was dark, I thought he... .”

"No, Mom, you guessed right, Regulus is dead..." Black said calmly, looking at the portrait with his mouth wide open in surprise, "He died so uselessly, I don't think you would want to know."

"No, Master Sirius can't say that, Master Regulus is great, he saved Klich!"

Klitsch screamed, then hit his head hard on the ground when he realized what he had just said, "Oh no, Klitsch promised Master Regulus not to say it, Klitsch slipped it, Kerry Richie must punish himself."

"My little Rael is dead... what are you hiding from me, I order you to tell me, Kerry!" Mrs. Black was shocked.

Klitsch glanced at Black in awe, seeing that he didn't stop him, he had no choice but to tell exactly what Regulus risked his life to exchange for Voldemort's locket.

"Oh, my poor Regulus!" Mrs. Black wept bitterly, while the other portraits were chattering loudly.

"I buried his body in the family cemetery." Black said dryly, "He is with you now."

"Woooo..." The sad Mrs. Black turned her back and disappeared into the portrait.

"He's a boy," murmured Sirius Black, "and he doesn't have a portrait yet."

"Klitsch, I order you," whispered Sirius Black, "bring you the pendant!"

"How did Master Sirius know about the pendant? Krich swears he didn't tell anyone about it. Could it be that Master Regulus was not dead at the time, and he was in contact with Master Sirius..."

While hesitating to get the pendant, Klicer asked Blake hopefully.

"You don't need to know, Kerry, this is between me and my brother!"

Black snapped, "Don't you forget, Krich, that Regulus traded his life for this thing, and it's still intact, proof of your incompetence, and it's Black's house-elf K Shameful proof of Ritchie's incompetence."

Kritch wailed again, almost fainting, and Blake continued to yell at the poor house-elf without any sympathy:

"So what are you waiting for, wash me up and do your part, I order you as Black's current master, Klich, you must use your life to protect the safety of the members of the Black family, this order will override On top of all Black's future master's orders, I will not allow such a thing to happen again, your life is definitely not as precious as that of a member of the Black family, do you understand?"

"Yes!" said the house-elf Kricher loudly, "Kriche will protect the members of the Black family with his life, thank Master Sirius for giving him such a glorious mission, Kriche will use his life to defend the honor of the house-elves .”

"Then what are you waiting for, do you want me to pack and cook for myself?" Black shouted loudly.

"Yes, Master Sirius, Krichtzer will pack the master's luggage immediately and cook for the master immediately."

"Also, don't speak ill of me from now on, you must respectfully call me Master Black, otherwise I will give you clothes!"

"Yes, Master Black!"

Mrs. Black, who appeared in the portrait again at some point, sighed, "Sirius, what are you coming back for? The Black family has nothing to spoil you!"

"Mom, the current owner of the Black family is me, and how I corrupt it is also my business!"

Black stretched out his hand to straighten the portrait on the wall, stepped back a few steps, rested his index finger and thumb on his chin, looked at it with satisfaction, looked at his mother who was full of discomfort, and blinked slyly, "Besides, you have to be thankful that Black At least I still have me in the family. Although I don’t like you very much, I’m better than Rael. Infernal corpses cannot be passed on to the Black family. And don’t count on the married Narcissa or Bella’s cousin, you Do you want all the wealth accumulated by the Black family for generations to be fattened by those moths in the Ministry of Magic?"

Mrs. Black covered her nose with a handkerchief and sobbed fiercely, gave Sirius a fierce look, and cursed something in a low voice.

Black curled his lips, and said with a proud face, "So, if the prodigal son returns, even if I ruin the Black family, at least the Black family is not extinct!"

"You're a bastard, Sirius Black!" Volga Black finally couldn't help cursing.

"Thanks for the compliment, Mom!"