Chapter 190: Black family's collection

Standing in the dimly lit hall, Ai Wen looked around curiously.
As the mansion of the Black family, No. 12 Grimmauld Place is a typical pure-blooded wizard's house. The decorations that can be seen everywhere are hundreds of years old. If you put it outside, it is definitely a valuable antique.
In front of them is a narrow corridor that does not see the end.
Right in front of the foyer is a tree-shaped decorative light, and a twig-shaped candelabra is placed on a rickety table not far away, which looks like a big snake.
After Voldemort returned, the house was used as the headquarters of the Order of the Phoenix. It should be used by no one now, and naturally it has not been protected by magic. From the thick dust around it, it has been seen that no one has been here for a long time.
Ai Wen didn't know why Sirius had to bring them here. It is reasonable to say that he should be full of disgust in this house. But he just mentioned that I want to come here to get a Christmas gift for myself and Hermione. I don't know what it is? !
"There have been no ones who have lived here for more than ten years. We'd better hurry up and leave here when we finish the thing." Sirius whispered, he took the lead in the foyer.
The shabby sound of the dilapidated floor sounded extraordinarily creepy in the old, empty house.
Ai Wen didn't know what they were going to get, but he knew that Slytherin's locket was kept here. If you can find it and destroy it, you should save a lot of trouble.
The locket should be kept in the room of Sirius's younger brother, Regules. I put it there, and Ivan did not know.
If there is a chance, he is going to look for it.
Evan hurriedly caught up with Sirius, and Hermione couldn't help but hold his arm. Harry walked in front of them, his face mixed with inexplicable tension and excitement.
In the dim, narrow corridor, they bypassed a large umbrella stand that looked like a broken leg with a monster.
On the left side of the umbrella stand is a dark staircase, and the wall next to it seems to be decorated with something.
Sirius did not go upstairs, and Evan, Harry, and Hermione were full of curiosity and gathered together to see the blurring decoration on the wall. Then, three people took a breath of cold air, and they saw a row of rumpled heads on the wall's plaque.
They are all the heads of the house elves, and they all have the same ugly big nose.
"I don't understand, this house looks like the most evil black wizard." Harry whispered, "Why do Sirius' parents live here?"
"Remember, except for Sirius, all members of the Black family are Slytherin College." Ai Wen also whispered, "Think about their taste, you should understand."
"Why are they hanging the head of the house elf on the wall?" The expression on Hermione's face was full of fear and confusion, and there was some anger hidden.
"That's not what they hang up. It should be the tradition of domestic elves. They have been serving in a wizarding family since birth, until they are still aging, and then they cut their heads and hang them. The wall of the host family is decorated as a decoration. For them, I am afraid it is the most glorious thing."
"I don't understand, this is the most ridiculous thing!" Hermione hesitated, "Dobby is not like this."
"He is an alternative. He is different from other house elves." Ai Wen patted Hermione's shoulder gently. "We better wait to go back to school to discuss this matter. It makes me feel bad." ""
I don't know if it is an illusion. Ivan always feels that there is something hiding in the house and secretly watching them in the dark. This feeling is very strong.
But looking around, I didn’t see anything.
In the three words of their speech, Sirius did not stop, his figure has disappeared in the corner of the narrow corridor.
They hurried to follow up, and then they walked through two long, worm-covered curtains that looked like they were hiding a door.
When Harry passed, he glanced glanced at the credit.
The next second, he involuntarily stepped back a few steps, panic, as if to see something extremely horrible.
"What is it, Harry?"
"In the inside, there is a portrait inside, above is"
Ai Wen turned his head and he saw the credit on the wall automatically slide to the sides, revealing something hidden behind him, and a portrait of a fierce old lady hanging on the wall.
Seeing three people, Evan, Harry, and Hermione, the old lady screams like a ghost, and she waved her claw-like hands as if to grab their faces.
"You are a group of beasts and stocks! Get out of here, who will allow you to enter my family's home, here is the Black family"
The expression on the old lady's face was horrible and embarrassing. Just as Ai Wen and the three of them stood in the same place, when they didn't know what to do, Sirius Black rushed back.
"Shut up, your terrible old witch, shut up!" he muttered, trying to pull the curtain back.
"You, you!" The old lady was pale and wide-eyed. She couldn't believe watching Sirius, and then made a more sharp voice. "It is your ruin, the shame of the family, the scorpion I gave birth to! You actually Have a face back, you this"
"I said it, shut up!" Sirius stared, and he took the effort to pull the credit.
The screams disappeared, followed by a reverberating silence.

Who is this?
Harry whispered, still looking worried.
"My mother, I think you should know it. When she was alive, it was this look." Sirius said with a slap in the face.
"She, she is yours"
"Yeah, my dear good mother." Sirius said, "I didn't say it before. This is my parents' house. They originally intended to leave him to my brother, but the Black family left me. People, so this house is now owned by me."
"What are we doing here?" Ai Wen asked.
"Come and give Christmas gifts to you and Hermione." Sirius explained, "I asked Lupin, Hagrid and others about your preferences. You and Hermione both like to read books, the Black Family Library. In this house, there are a lot of magic books that have been out of print. Many of them are in the Black family for centuries and are not seen outside. I think you will be interested."
"Precious magic books?!" Ai Wen stunned.
He knows the value of these books compared to Harry and Hermione, who are ignorant.
Because I have been waiting for the Magic Bookstore to collect magic books in this area, Ai Wen knows the actual value of the magic book.
The value of an out-of-print magic book is immeasurable and worthless.
These are the roots of the inheritance of the pure-blooded wizarding family. No one will have to come out. If there is no certain chance, the outsiders have no chance to check.
The longer the inheritance of the wizard family, the greater the value of the collection of magic books.
The history of the Black family can be traced back to the millennium, the most expensive and oldest Black family. It can be said that it is one of the only pure blood wizards in the world of magic. The collection of their family, Ai Wenguang is excited when he thinks about it.
He wants to hurry to take a look, but is it too expensive to use these magic books as Christmas gifts? !
It seems that I saw the fear of Ai Wen, Sirius explained in a plain tone, "Don't quit, you guys help me, not a few magic books can repay. Besides, if you don't look, those books are not. Put it there and moldy." (To be continued.)