[HP] The Elegance of the Night

Two weeks later, Sirius led Harry Potter into 12 Grimmauld Place, and Tom Slytherin personally received the savior of the wizarding world and took him into the study for a friendly conversation.Sirius didn't know that his godson had met the red-eyed man beforehand, so he lingered at the door of the study all afternoon.

"Harry, would you like a cup of black tea?" When Harry Potter came out of the study with a solemn expression, Sirius greeted him courteously, but the blue-eyed boy shook his head and politely declined him. It's a dull look.

"What's the matter, Harry?" Sirius's smile froze, "You don't get along well?" He pondered his words with a nervous expression on his face.Although the people in the study were not the murderers of Harry's parents, they were indirectly related. If Harry couldn't accept it, he really didn't know what to do.

"No, I just..." Harry lowered his head and his eyes were a little dark, "I got an honor that doesn't belong to me, and it's been..." Thinking of the conversation with Tom in the study, Harry couldn't be happy, from the title of savior No. [-] in the current grade, nothing really belongs to him.

"Harry, what are you talking about, Harry!" Sirius yelled, and even though it was only for a moment, he caught Harry's displeasure.What the hell did Tom say to his godson?Sirius wanted to reach out and pat Harry on the shoulder, but the blue-eyed boy had moved out of his reach and touched the wooden banister of the stairs.

"I want to see how my room is, and take out all the things in the luggage." Harry paused before going upstairs, smiling at Sirius, "Mr. Slytherin is a very Kind man, he said I could call him Tom."

"Oh, really..." Sirius forced a smile, "Tom, that's what I call him too, hehe."

Harry nodded to Sirius and went up the stairs. As soon as he passed the corner of the stairs, Sirius' smile collapsed. He didn't think that his godson would be able to get along with that person for the first time, so he hesitated After a long time, Sirius still mustered up the courage to knock on the door of the study.

"What's the matter?" In the study, Tom Slytherin was writing something on an open piece of parchment, he glanced at Sirius who was hesitating to speak, and put the quill in his hand into the ink bottle .

"The first time we met, how did you get along with Harry?" Sirius stammered. After these two weeks of life, he already knew that he had made a mistake about the relationship between his brother and this man. The first time he saw him, Sirius couldn't help sweating.

"We get along very well, isn't that the case?" The red-eyed man smiled and his voice was full of magnetism. He didn't say that this was not the first time he met Harry, and a proper misunderstanding could save a lot of trouble.

"He said you were very kind, but..." Sirius swallowed, "What did you say to him? It made him feel that he has been getting honors that are not his own..."

"Oh, does he think so?" Tom Slytherin tapped the armchair twice with his slender fingers, and his smile remained unchanged. This was exactly the result he wanted to see, and Harry had Dumbledore has a stronger self-esteem than ordinary people, and Dumbledore didn't realize this when he was protecting him-what he gives is often not what others want.

"I told Harry that I heard an interesting prophecy from Dumbledore. Next semester, he will become the No.4 player in the Triwizard Tournament. Dumbledore has tried a lot to prevent this from happening. Just don't know how it will work out."

"Merlin," Sirius was stunned, he pointed at the red-eyed man and couldn't restrain his anger, "You told him! Dumbledore asked me to use the Fidelity Charm to keep it a secret, but you said it!" Reese said in a questioning tone, and Tom Slytherin looked at him pointing at his finger, his eyes were a little cold.

"Siris, I'm Dumbledore's collaborator, which is different from you. I have thought about everything Harry said, not on the spur of the moment. Do you think it's true that Dumbledore is hiding something from Harry? Okay?" Tom Slytherin gave Sirius time to think, and since he returned to the Black family, he would correct all of Sirius' ideas.

"Knowing how much Harry will be hit, but letting things develop, he is unprepared to face the doubts of his future companions, the rumors and gossips from the outside world, and the death he faces directly." Waiting for Sirius to think about it. , Tom Slytherin calmly added weight to one end of the scale, "All I did was to remind him a little bit, Sirius, you are Harry's godfather, what would you do if it were you? "

"I..." The balance in Sirius' heart tilted, he lowered his raised arms, he didn't know what to say, he had never doubted Dumbledore's decision before, but this time it was about Harry—his godson, James, the only blood left in this world, was confused.

The corner of Tom Slytherin's mouth curled into an imperceptible arc, and he picked up the quill again, signaling the end of this conversation.That's when someone touched his detective magic around the study—it was Harry Potter, and that was a very insecure kid.

"Sirius, I told Harry that it was prophesied that you would lose your life because of him." Now that Harry has arrived at the door, let him watch a good show. The arc gradually widened, "Do you regret it? You are still so young, if there is such a day..."

"You shouldn't have told him this!" Sirius interrupted him, "If there is such a day, it will be my own business and has nothing to do with him!"

"Sirius, some things can be completely avoided," Tom Slytherin didn't care about Sirius' suddenly tough attitude. This lion always thought he could protect others, but he didn't know that the people he wanted to protect were not simple, "If you Regulus will be sad if something happens, and when Harry is in danger, you stay here and don't go anywhere, nothing will happen to him with me and Dumbledore around."

"...Let me stay here when he's in danger!" Sirius clenched his fists and let out a wry smile, "I can't do this kind of thing."

"Interesting answer." This ridiculous sense of justice is the answer the red-eyed man most wants to hear, "Then, I know what I should give you for Christmas this year - an amulet that can resist the death curse."

"Harry!" When Sirius exited the study, he saw Harry Potter standing not far from the study, his beautiful emerald green eyes shone with a strange brilliance.

"The room is ready, I want to come down and have a cup of black tea." Although he heard all the conversations in the study, Harry pretended not to know, "I went to the living room to find you, Sirius."

"Harry, today's muffins are delicious, I think you will like them." Sirius didn't think too much, he put his hand on Harry's shoulder happily, and introduced the specialties of Black's family.Harry didn't avoid him this time, but looked up at the tall, thin man, something touched deeper in his eyes.

Two weeks before leaving school, Igil received a letter from Draco. In the letter, the platinum-haired boy invited Igil and Sirius to watch the Quidditch World Cup together, and emphasized that the invitation to Sirius was from his father. Meaning, he himself was extremely reluctant.

After Igil received the letter, he fed some high-grade owl food to the huge horned owl from Malfoy Manor. He wrote back expressing his understanding. Because of the exposure of the "Daily Prophet", Sirius is now in the limelight. If you are sociable It was strange that Mr. Malfoy only invited him at this time and ignored Sirius' words.

At the same time, Harry also received an invitation from Ron, and on Sunday he set off for the Weasleys' house, while Igil and Sirius stayed overnight at Malfoy Manor.The hostess Narcissa received them. The portrait of Mrs. Black chased into Malfoy Manor from No. 12 Grimmauld Place, for fear that Sirius, the unfilial son, would do something disrespectful, but under her tight scrutiny, Instead, Sirius made the knife and fork rattle frequently while eating.

Before the sun came out the next day, Malfoy and his party changed into Muggle costumes and used the Portkey to reach a desolate, foggy swamp.This was the result of several months of busy work by the Ministry of Magic. This Quidditch spectacle attracted about a hundred thousand wizards to watch. They had to find such a place to accommodate the audience and took all measures to prevent Muggles.

The reception was attended by two tired, sullen wizards, one with a large gold watch and the other with a thick roll of parchment and a quill, who were dressed as Muggles. They looked like they were too good at it, and Igil guessed that they must have never taken Muggle studies as an elective when they were students.

"Good morning." Lucius said to the wizard in charge of recording.

"Good morning, Mr. Malfoy... Oh, you're that Black!" The wizard in charge of recording recognized Sirius at once, and the Daily Prophet has been reporting about him recently.

"Hello!" Sirius said, when Lucius asked, "Where is our camp?"

After getting the location of the camp, Lucius told everyone to follow him. It was almost impossible to see anything in the dense fog. It took about 10 minutes for them to reach their destination.Already, there were hundreds of tents of strange shapes climbing up the gentle slope of the large site, stretching out to a dark forest on the horizon.In the center of the camp, there is a tent that stands out in particular.It uses a lot of striped silk so extravagantly that it looks like a small palace, with a few live peacocks tied at the entrance.

"We're here. I asked the house-elf to decorate yesterday. Although it's a bit rudimentary, it's enough for a night." Lucius said reservedly. The wizards along the way greeted him politely. They responded one by one.To protect her skin, Narcissa entered the tent first, and the gray air here made her unbearable.Lucius also went in to make some news not long after. It was not yet six o'clock in the morning, and there was a long time to wait before the start of the game.

"I want to go and see Harry," Sirius said. At this time, a house-elf in an old pillowcase came back from the direction of the woods with firewood in his arms. As soon as he saw Sirius, his big protruding eyes instantly become soggy.

"Master! I finally see you, Master!" The little elf dropped the firewood, quickly crawled on the ground and grabbed Sirius' trousers, "Dobby has always wanted to see you...Master!" It screamed.

"Dobby!" Before Sirius could react, Draco stepped forward and pushed the house elf down. "Go back to the manor, now!" he shouted angrily. Do you want to lose face in front of wizards all over the world!But Dobby held onto Sirius' trousers tightly and refused to let go, which made Draco stomp on it a few times in annoyance.

"No, I'm not going! Master! I'm your Dobby, Master Sirius!" The elf let out a heart-piercing scream, and there were already wizards nearby looking over here.

"You are Dobby," Sirius recalled, he rescued the tearful elf from Draco's feet in embarrassment, and helped it up, "Why are you here?"

"Master, please take me away!" the elf whimpered, and the old pillowcase on it rolled around on the ground, turning into mottled gray. "Dobby wants to follow Master, Dobby wants to go back to Black's house!"

"Okay..." Sirius almost nodded in agreement, but Yigil glanced at the elf in disgust, and said coldly, "No!"

"Igil?" Sirius cast a questioning look at the boy.

"Dobby is an elf of the Malfoy family, Sirius. He can't go anywhere without his master's permission." Igil said resolutely, with a tough tone.Sirius let go of Dobby when he heard that, since Igil said so, he couldn't object, and Dobby cried even louder when he saw Sirius' attitude.

"Draco, how are you going to punish it?" Igil asked the platinum boy, and Draco's pale face turned red.

"I don't dare to keep such an elf, this is not the first time it has brought shame to the Malfoy family." Draco took out a handkerchief and planned to throw it on the ground to restore Dobby's freedom. For the elf, the biggest punishment is what Dobby desires so much.But before Draco let go, Igil had already taken the handkerchief from him and pinched it in his own.

"Draco, if you don't want to keep this elf anymore, can you give it to me?"

"Of course." Draco said, Dobby stopped crying, and his big watery eyes stared at the little master of the Black family full of prayers.

"Dobby, I can get you back to the Blacks," Igil said to the elf, "but if you dishonor my family, I'll cut off your head."

"Dobby, you will be obedient... Dobby is a good elf." The house elf shrank his neck in fear, "Dobby wants to return to Master Sirius, and Dobby wants to serve Master Sirius with all his heart ’” it begged, grabbing Sirius’ pants.

"Igil..." Sirius looked at the black-haired boy in embarrassment. Dobby was his exclusive elf before he left Black's house, which made it hard for him to refuse.

"You can't even pick up firewood, how can I rest assured that you will serve Sirius." Igil snorted coldly at the elf, he used his wand to push away Dobby's hand on Sirius' pants, and cast a range Sexual cleansing spell. "Today you can relive the past with Sirius. After returning to Black's house, I will let Kreacher teach you the rules." Igil put the wand back in his pocket, and finally glanced at Dobby, "Study hard, if you want If you save your head.—and, now, hide yourself, so that no one will see you looking so slovenly."

Boom!Dobby shrieked and disappeared with a loud bang, fearful that Igil would lose his head if there was even a little bit of shame for the Black family.

"Draco, how about this?" Unable to see the obtrusive elf, the gentle smile on Igil's face reappeared, and he said to Draco, "If one day you miss it, I'll put it back Send it back."

"Come on, Igil, I can't bear it," the platinum-haired boy smiled viciously, "Its job at Malfoy Manor is to weed."

"Don't worry, I have a lot of lawn waiting for it to clear." Igil understood what Draco meant.He has a lot of properties to his name, Black, Slytherin and his father bought them in the Muggle world, so it can be predicted that Dobby will be very busy in the future.

Papa...Suddenly, there were two knocking sounds nearby. Pan Xi, who had been watching the show for a long time, tapped her palm twice with her closed fan. Only she dared to do so blatantly.

"Igil, I just saw this scene when I came here. The sole heir of the Black family is really majestic." Pansy spread her small fan bordered with gold thread to cover her mouth and chuckled, but her eyes were paying attention to Sirius' reaction.Recently this hero has been in the limelight on the pages of various newspapers.

After what happened just now, the surrounding wizards looked at Igil with a little more respect, which made Pansy sneer. Did they think that Igil's status would be shaken by the emergence of Sirius?She never felt that a Gryffindor expelled from the family could threaten the status of an excellent Slytherin.

"Pansy, what a coincidence, I haven't seen your beautiful face for more than a month." Igil smiled, acquiescing to her statement, "Why didn't I see Blaise, didn't he come with you?"

"I'm here!" A voice sounded not far from them, and Igil watched as a man with a dark face and a match in his hand ran over from a nearby tent.

"Brace! How did you do this?" Draco made fun of it. Blaise's image was really bad. Pansy closed the fan and held it tightly in his hand, and couldn't help but want to go up and educate him.

"Senior Zabini became like this because he taught me how to light a Muggle fire." A melodious female voice said, the beautiful girl followed behind Blaise, her long golden hair reflected the bright light in the early sun. shine.

"Good morning, Malfoy, Black and Parkinson, it's a pleasure to meet you." Astoria Greengrass - Ginny's roommate, excellent Head of Years and a year younger than them in Slytherin House The only blond girl among her juniors appeared in front of everyone.

For a moment, Panxi and Igil's expressions were not very good-looking.