HP Wendy's crossing running account

The atmosphere in the ornate and gloomy dining room of the Blakes was dull. The family ate from their own plates, and there was no sound other than the clashing of cutlery.Except for Signus, who is just 5 years old, and he is still at the age of recklessness, even if he shouts at the house-elf at meal time, he can still get his mother's appreciative gaze.

"Okay, honey." Mrs. Black wiped the cream paste off her little son's chin with a napkin, "Dirty and lowly elves don't deserve your anger."

"You can chop off its head," his older sister Walburga interjected, "but not today, your brother will be upset." Walburga had graduated from school and was not looking for a job.How could it be possible for a pure-blood young lady to do chores like a "Mudblood"?Even if it's the Ministry of Magic or St. Mungo's, it's still a job.

Alphard ate a rich breakfast in silence, his face looked as usual, mild and temperless.

"Brother won't be mad," Signus yelled. "He's a jerk."

Mr. Black and Mrs. Black did not refute. They were somewhat dissatisfied with the eldest son: his grades were not top-notch, his personality was not too strong, and most importantly, he was with half-breeds, mudbloods, and pure-blood traitors all day long.They wouldn't think Alphard was rebellious, it's just that "Alpha" was too soft-hearted to sympathize with those scum!

The only one who knows something about the "Tree of Wisdom" is Walburga who has been "convinced" by Tom. "Don't underestimate..." Walburga closed his mouth in the middle of Alphard's slight glance.When she thought of the agreement with Alphard yesterday, she was both happy and annoyed.

Finally, everyone finished eating.The elves removed the plates, knives and forks for the hosts, and replaced them with black tea.

"It's Alphard's birthday today," said Papa Blake. "You're an adult. We were supposed to have a big dance, but you nixed the - oh - 'extravagant' idea a week ago."

Alphard lifted his gray eyes.

"You are an adult, you always have your own ideas." He said politely, but the expression on his face was full of disapproval.

Alphard took a deep breath: "I plan to move out when I become an adult."

"What!" screamed Mrs. Black, her hands shaking. "Live with whom?! A Muggle girl from some gutter? Or your messy friends?"

"I……"

"I won't allow it!" His father stood up directly, "If you dare to leave, I will cancel your inheritance right!"

Mr. Black was about to get his cane and leave, but fortunately Walburga stopped him: "Father, calm down. At least listen to what Alphard has to say." She winked at Alphard.

But Alphard did not meet her expectations, and what he said almost made Mr. Black angry: "I voluntarily renounced the right of inheritance. The magic contract is here, and even the Ministry of Magic can only recognize it as legal."

Even Mr. Black's hands began to shake now.

Signus sat silently in the tall baby chair, his eyes rolling.What happened today completely surpassed his common sense.

"Are you going to abandon Mom and Dad?" No matter how indifferent the feelings are, Mrs. Black has tears in her eyes, "Abandoning the pure and noble family? I raised you so much..."

Alphard lowered his head slightly, but his expression did not loosen: "I'm sorry, I will send money back every year."

"Blake is not short of money." Dad recovered his voice, and he stared at Alphard with cold eyes.

"I know you are not short of money. I just..." He looked up, "I want to prove myself."

"Oh, I get it, you got a job. I get it, I get it. I should have figured it out, long before you weren't home all summer long."

"I think differently from you and my mother." Alphard breathed a sigh of relief, and experience told him that his father's expression now is a signal that he can continue talking, "I hope to be able to create wealth with my own hands, just like The earliest ancestors of the Black family." The same meaning, but the words are euphemistic enough.

The cane tapped the carpeted floor one after another, making muffled sounds of "Duk" and "Duk".

"Your disinheritance is disinherited," pronounced Master Black, "as punishment for your infidelity. But I allow you to visit every Christmas."

Alphard nodded, summoned the box that had been prepared a long time ago, turned around and walked out the door.As soon as he left, the defensive magic of Black's old house would block him from now on, except every year on Christmas Day.

Walburga chased her out and hugged her younger brother who was already taller than her.She didn't calculate the inheritance she could get now, but she was more reluctant to part with it. "You have to remember to write to mom." She said softly, "Dad doesn't need it, but mom loves you in her heart."

"That's the whole story." Alphard leaned back on the rattan sofa with a glass of fruit wine floating in his hand.

"Your mother gave birth to you in vain." Tom commented, but didn't mean much accusation. "I've never been with my parents," he shrugged, "I can't understand a special family like yours. But I think only your mother was hurt in the whole incident."

Wendy circles the living room of Alphard's new home.The room is decorated very warmly, the floor and walls are logs, and the floor is covered with thick coarse woolen blankets.Several fully transparent circular glass lamps float high and low in the air, emitting soft orange light.There are many photos decorated with wooden strips hanging on the wall, including family portraits of Alphard when he was young, and group photos of the "wisdom tree".

"Come on," Alphard said, "I live with her so I quarrel every day, and sooner or later the relationship is worn out. It's good now, and the distance produces beauty. My sister is happy, I am happy, and Dad doesn't have to worry about choosing an heir. Mom's temper has improved a lot, Signus—Signus is still young, but he doesn't like me."

After reading it, Wendy chose a rattan sofa next to Tom to sit down on.She deliberately changed the topic: "Your house is really nice."

"Of course." Alphard rarely showed a smug expression, "I took my fancy for this tree a year ago, and it took nine months to complete the formalities."

Mr. Alphard Black's new home is located deep in a forest in the south of England, inaccessible and full of sunshine.The special climate and ecological system have created a dreamy double-layer structure of "grassland-deciduous forest" with few shrubs.In spring, bluebells spread a blue carpet for the entire forest; in summer, raspberries and blueberries are in season in the valley hundreds of meters across the creek; in autumn, the world is golden, covered with fallen leaves On the ground, rodents are active in the forest looking for food for the winter.

The tallest oak tree in the entire forest was enchanted, and its base diameter increased to a full six or seven meters.The heart of the tree is dug out, and another door is opened to form the cloakroom and storage room on the first floor of the "oak tree cabin".

Going up the stairs is the living room where they are now.

Further up, the width of the trunk is not enough, and additional space needs to be built on the branches with wood, thus forming a tree house structure with half embedded in the trunk and half built on the branches.The dining room, study room, master bedroom, and guest bedroom are all taller than each other, and most of them have an open balcony leading to the branches. In the morning, you can stand on the balcony and take a deep breath facing the rising sun.

Every part of the excavation and drilling has been carefully designed to ensure the number of conduits and screens sufficient for the survival of large trees.Coupled with the blessing of magic, the oak tree whose main trunk is almost hollowed out grows healthier than other trees—it is lush and green.

"I have a lot of vacant rooms here, you can live in any one you want." Alphard said to Tom here, his eyes narrowed and a teasing smile appeared, and he lowered his voice so that only Tom could hear: "I want to live in the same room." Time is also possible."

Tom said softly, "I'd be more than happy to save you room..."

"Huh?" Wendy looked at them, "What saves space?"

"...but we can't be mean to ladies." QAQ

Alphard: ... Boss, are you so cowardly?How about your decisiveness at work?

Wendy found a little squirrel that strayed in through the window in the newly chosen room.It was blocked in the corner by Virgil who came to deliver the letter, shivering and shivering into a ball.Wendy drove away the huge black-headed hawk, and half-kneeled on the ground to coax it with hazelnut pine cone almond macadamia nuts.The plain skirt made of cotton and linen spread out on the ground, like a cloud full of temptation.The blond hair was tied behind the white and slender neck, and was dyed a slightly pink color by the light.

While admiring the beauty, Alphard whispered to Tom: "You won't...you haven't done it yet, have you?"

Tom smiled wryly: "Who would have such a thought! Her resistance to the drug is getting stronger and stronger, and she drinks the magic-suppressing potion as water every day."

"Ah! Aren't you guys developing new drugs all the time?"

"Apple No. [-] and Apple No. [-] are only a little better than the magic-suppressing potion. She is also in a hurry, so," he took a deep breath, the fragrance of trees filled his nostrils, "I will take her out to relax. "

Alphard also became worried, but he still wanted to comfort Tom: "Potions can be boiled in the semi-basement. You make a list, and I will go to Diagon Alley tomorrow to complete the materials."

"Thank you." When Tom was speaking, his gaze stayed on Wendy who was teasing the little squirrel, and he didn't look away for a long time.

The author has something to say:

I want to be coaxed by the hostess with hazelnut pine cone almond macadamia nuts.