Chapter 284: Black family born noble

"You're not up there," Allen said, looking at the bottom line of the genealogy.
"It used to be above." Sirius said, pointing to a small black hole in the tapestry, like a trace of a cigarette.
"After I ran away from the house, my dear old mother destroyed me-Kreacher likes to whisper this story."
"You run away from home?"
"I was about sixteen years old that year," Sirius said, "I had enough."
"Where have you been?" Allen asked, staring at him.
Sirius fell silent suddenly, and for a long time, he said, "Jaime's house."
Allen touched his nose, pretending to be suddenly interested in the tapestry, and he saw his mother's cousin Druela Rozier Black on it.
The Druela Rozier, who was married to Sirius' uncle Signus Black and gave birth to the three sisters Bellatrix, Narcissa, and Andromeda, had both passed away with her husband before.
"Counting this, we are still distant relatives?" Sirius, who originally hated the family tree, followed Allen's eyes and noticed the original surnames of his cousins' mothers.
Allen hurriedly stopped the other person's thoughts of calculating the relationship: "My mother and her cousin have a bad relationship."
Sirius shrugged indifferently, he didn't want to recklessly rely on ties.
And the name at the bottom of the family tree attracted his attention: Regulus Black. There is a death date after the birth date (about fifteen years ago).
Sirius also bent down and looked at the tapestry more closely.
This performance made Allen more convinced of his judgment. Sirius may not be in line with his family's philosophy. This does not mean that he does not love his family and does not expect the warmth of the family.
"This is my brother, a fool." Sirius noticed Alan's gaze and stroked the part embroidered with Regulus Black's name.
"His temperament is too weak, and he actually believed the nonsense of my parents-as a member of the Black family, he was born noble..."
If Allen couldn't agree with Sirius, it was Regulus Black who bravely embraced death and took away Voldemort's "horcrux" hidden in the middle of the lake.
"He became a Death Eater!" Sirius turned his head and looked at the other names.
"Are your parents also Death Eaters?" Allen asked.
"No, no, but believe me, they think Voldemort's claim is correct. They all agree to maintain the purity of the wizarding blood, get rid of the Muggle-born people, and let the pure-bloods take control."
After a pause, Sirius continued: "Of course, they are not unique. Before Voldemort revealed his true face, many people thought that his claims on some things were correct..."
Allen increasingly concluded that Sirius might hate his parents' ideas, but he didn't really hate them.
"I haven't looked at this thing for years."
"This is Phineas Nigelles... my great grandfather, have you seen it?... The most unpopular principal in Hogwarts history..."
"And Alaminta Melifren... my mother's cousin... tried to forcibly pass a Ministry of Magic decree to legalize the Muggle hunting..."
"And my dear Aunt Eladora... The house elves chopped off their heads when they were too old to handle their plates. She initiated this family tradition..."
"Of course, every time there is a decent person in the family, they will declare that they have broken off with him."
Sirius curled his lips. Obviously, he was one of the decent figures.
Well, undecent characters enjoy the life of aristocracy at ease, but this decent character has been imprisoned in Azkaban for thirteen years!
Allen won't drink this bowl of poisonous chicken soup.
"Well, let's go, let's quickly complete the promise between us."
Sirius stood up straight, took Alan through the stairs of the hall, and climbed to the second floor.
"There are some collections there, maybe you will be interested." Black pointed to the dusty glass-door cabinets on both sides of the mantelpiece. "You pick and see."
With that, Blake wanted to open the tightly covered curtains.
Suddenly, Black let out a curse, and Allen turned to look.
Several adult foxes flew out from the folds of the curtains, their beetle-like shiny wings buzzing and flapping, and their tiny needle-like teeth were exposed. The small and exquisite body was covered with dense black hairs. Four small Fists clenched angrily.
Caught off guard, Black's hand was bitten.
Allen blinked, froze these foxes with Freezing Charm, and threw a bottle of antidote to Black.
"Has Kreacher not cleaned in the past ten years?"
Sirius said bitterly, sat down on a hollow armchair, then yelled in disgust and jumped up—
He looked down, and let go of his mind. It was not alive, it wouldn't hurt, it didn't matter-it was just a litter of dead puff.
Allen couldn't help laughing, Sirius was a bit unlucky.
Allen focused his attention on the cabinet in front of him.
The glass door is very dirty, and the dark magic objects inside are even more weird.
Alan pointed his magic wand to clear the cabinet. Then, gently opened the door of the cabinet and tidy it up the same.
Rusty daggers, animal claws, coiled snake skins, a decorative crystal bottle with an opal on it, a silver rhinitis box containing blood and biting people, containing sarcoma powder, more A tool like tweezers on the feet, a music box that can crawl like a spider and can hypnotize...
And-Slytherin's locket!
Allen didn't hesitate~EbookFREE.me~ threw the locket into the system storage space.
The familiar system sounded: "Found a broken soul, are you sure you want to continue storing it?"
"Of course." Allen replied.
The system stopped making a sound, and the locket disappeared from Allen's eyes.
I scanned the remaining things, a Merlin First Class Medal, a large gold ring engraved with the Black family logo, and a family photo set in a silver frame...
Alan didn't find anything more valuable than Slytherin's locket, so he stood up.
He was surprised to find that Sirius was actually sitting on his knees at a writing desk, looking stupid, crying silently.
And in front of him is—Harry Potter!
It was Harry's body lying horizontally in front of Sirius.
Allen's heart couldn't help but beat violently, but in an instant, he realized that it must be Bogut.
Harry happened to be staying at Hogwarts right now.
Allen quickly stepped forward and took care of the Bogut.
It turned out that the thing Sirius feared most was Harry's death!
"He will be fine," Allen said.
"I know that with Dumbledore, Harry will never be in danger." Sirius stood up with a sullen face.
"Nothing? But yes, a smart little wizard like you will definitely not be interested in Merlin medals, golden rings, etc." He looked at Allen's empty hand and said.
"There is a library upstairs, but the books in it are not old, if you want..."
"Of course." Alan is a Ravenclaw through and through. Greed is the nature of the raven.
He doesn't want to miss any opportunity to gain knowledge and grow strength.