novelraw Chapter 192 Dancing in the Old House (Catching Bugs)
Chapter 192 Dancing in the Old House (Catching Bugs)
"How do you plan to tell Principal Dumbledore the news?" Harry pointed to the magic ashes that were gradually disappearing in the room, "Do you need me to speak?"
Sirius shook his head, "One letter is enough, I will write it for him."
At this time, Constantine had already left, and he didn't miss it, talking about how he obviously didn't come to contribute, and that Sirius owed him a favor and so on.
The burning of the family's dark magic items obviously put Sirius in a good mood, and he waved casually at Damian, trying to dismiss the boy who was in the way, "You run your Wayne branch, or a hotel or something Come on, I'll take Harry out to play."
"Really?" Damian pointed out unceremoniously, "As a fugitive who would never dare to appear in the wizard bank, do you have a good pound in your hand?"
It was only then that Sirius remembered that he had indeed not spent any money since he escaped from prison.Things in the wizarding world are fine, and the most important thing in his family's treasury is Galleons; but Muggle coins, he needs to go to Gringotts to exchange them... and living with Constantine and the others for half a year as their home, He has never been required to contribute to any action fund.
"Tsk," Sirius curled his lips, "Okay, then you can follow. But, you and Harry are not allowed to hold hands, hug, or even kiss."
Damian straightened his collar, as if he didn't hear it at all.
Nominally, Sirius "brought" Harry and Damian to play, but in fact, times have changed too fast, and some parts of London are no longer what they used to be.And in 13 years of wandering, he also completely forgot the layout of the Muggle city.So, it's actually Harley and Damian who lead Sirius, as a person, into reacquaintance with the Muggle life that he used to be very interested in.
Sirius unceremoniously asked Damian to pay all the bills.
They strolled along the Thames, with Damian thinking of hiring a car, but Sirius preferring to walk.Fortunately, he is tanned and stronger now, and he is a different person from the photo on the wanted warrant back then. He is mixed among the groups of tourists passing by from time to time. Surprisingly, it is not so exaggerated and conspicuous.As long as he doesn't take the initiative to rush in front of the police, there is no danger of being discovered for the time being.
"What do you Muggles think?" During dinner, Sirius stared at the flamboyant menu of the green Muggle restaurant they were in, with a serious expression on his face, "A salad for 20 pounds? Is it grass? Just mark it as 'organic food' and you can steal money?"
Master Black, who lives extravagantly, feels that it is not worth paying for a bowl of grass.
"You eat organic food at Wayne Manor." Damian didn't look up.
Sirius looked sadly at the two children who were chewing grass with gusto, especially his Harry—
"You need to enjoy life, Harley. Don't follow the example of big bats and little bats. They are too tired to live. Go, the godfather will take you to eat ice cream."
Of course Halle needs to bring the money herself.
"No, eating ice cream at night is too easy to gain weight. After I arrived at the magic school, I didn't exercise enough every day. You should at least try these salads, they are really delicious. This is the most natural taste of the food itself." Harry suggested sincerely.
Sirius had to eat grass in pain-it felt harder to live than when he absconded.What "the most natural taste of food itself" sounds more false than Snape's magic potion metaphysics.At this time, he missed the days of eating junk food with James, self-disciplined people hate it the most!
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Back at Black's old house in the evening, Molly had already left, but she left a note telling them that two bedrooms had been packed up for Harry and Damian to spend the night.
But the only dissatisfaction with Sirius is that these two rooms are actually next to each other...
According to his original plan, the two children's rooms should be separated by at least ten or eight rooms.Of course, it would be great to be separated by a few floors!
After washing up, Harry returned to the room assigned to her, yawned, and was about to go to bed—she had a very happy day today, and the relationship between the two was accepted by the two elders in the wizarding world, which made her feel very happy.
At this time, she suddenly heard a rustling sound from outside the door——
Pulling the door open, it was Sirius in the hallway, blowing up a mattress with his wand.
"I'm going to sleep among you." He pointed to Harry and Damian's room.
Damian also opened the door and looked at the busy Sirius with raised eyebrows.
"In the corridor—" the boy put his hands into his trouser pockets, with an expression of disbelief on his face, "Are you going to sleep in the corridor just to supervise us?"
"That's right." Sirius blew on the mattress and emphasized to Harry, "Maybe this kid doesn't count as an adult in American Muggles, but with wizards, 17 is already an adult! And I happen to know that 16, 17 What kind of filth is in the heart of a [-]-year-old boy every day!"
"You have been a dog by my side for three years, Blake." Damian shook his head and said coldly.
"As you wish," the boy said good night to Harry, and closed the door directly.
"Uh, well, then you...don't be frozen." Harry knew that she couldn't stop Sirius from sleeping in the corridor, so she had to tell him so.
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In the middle of the night, Harry suddenly opened his eyes. At first, he didn't understand why he woke up out of nowhere, until he heard a regular knock on the door a few seconds later - the repeated Morse code "DW", Damian Wayne.
Harry jumped out of bed and opened the door gently.
The boy stood by the door.
Harry pointed to the hallway, Sirius' makeshift bed.
"White noise distraction," Damian whispered, pulling out a small device. "He slept soundly."
"What are you trying to do by sneaking into my boudoir in the middle of the night at the risk of being discovered?" Harry tilted his head and smiled, turning sideways to let Damian into the room.
Pianpian boy's visit late at night is as exciting as those European novels.
"Don't get me wrong," Damian raised the small phonograph that he had been holding in his other hand, "I found this."
"I need you to test whether there is any magic in this thing," he put the phonograph on the small table in the room, "but Blake and the others have already swept through the black magic supplies in the house, this should be safe."
Harry poked briefly with her wand. She knew limited detection spells, but Molly was able to let go of this thing, which meant that it was at least harmless. "This may be a Muggle phonograph bought by someone in the Black family."
"Put a Silencing Charm on the door." The boy bent down and started tinkering with the phonograph.
"What do you want to do..." Harry threw a spell on the door as requested - with Sirius, an adult wizard nearby, Harry would have no problem using his wand.
At this moment, the melodious music was playing from the gramophone, Damian turned around, took the wand from Harry's hand, and put it on the table.
"Dancing," he then took her hand and held her waist with the other hand, "you and me. It's like your dance party."
Harley looked up at Damian in surprise, but at the same time... the boy's move made her heart pound even more.
Late at night, in the old house room, quietly dancing together in solitude.
The atmosphere was too...romantic, leaning on the boy's firm chest, surrounded by his breath, Harley felt a little dizzy.
"I'm wearing pajamas now." In order to wake herself up, she quickly had nothing to say.
"It's even better. No one is as lucky as me to see Miss Potter in her pajamas." The boy's deep and magnetic voice came from above his head, almost resonating in the chest next to Harry's face.