Chapter 507

Harry woke up on Christmas morning to find a pile of presents at the foot of the bed, and Ron's was a bigger one, which he had already dismantled in half.

"Great harvest this year," Ron said to Harry in a pile of wrapping paper, "thank you for the broom compass, it's amazing." "

Sirius and Lupin gave Harry a beautiful set of books: Practical Defensive Magic and Its Restraint against Dark Magic, all of which were illustrated with colorful animations. Harry eagerly flipped through the first book, seeing that it would be useful for him in preparing for D.A.'s activities. Hagrid gave him a fur purse with fangs, presumably an anti-theft device, but Harry was in danger of having his finger bitten off when he put money inside. Tonks' gift was a small model of a firebolt, and Harry watched it fly around the room, hoping that the real one was still in his hands. Ron gave him a large box of flavored beans, and the Weasleys presented them with hand-knitted jumpers and meatloaf.

Harry sat on the bed, thinking back to what everyone had comforted him yesterday, and although Sirius and Lupin both said that they were thinking too much, and they also said that Voldemort's desire to control himself was not an easy task, Harry still thought that unless he could be sure that he would not be controlled by Voldemort, it would be better for him to stay away from the crowd.

With a "snap", Fred and George apparitions appeared at the foot of the bed.

"Merry Christmas," said George, "don't go downstairs just yet." "

"Why?" asked Ron.

"Mommy is crying again," said Fred heavily, "Percy has sent back the Christmas jumper." "

"Not even a note," said George, grim face, "didn't ask Dad how he was, and didn't look at him." "

"We want to comfort Mom," Fred said, walking over to look at the painting in Harry's hand, "and telling her that Percy was nothing more than a pile of rat—"

"—to no avail," said George, taking a chocolate frog to eat, "so Lupin took it, and it was better to wait until he had persuaded her, and then we would go down to breakfast." "

Just as Harry and the others were eating around the table, there was a knock on the door outside. Sirius hurried to open the door, and just as Harry and the others guessed who it would be, Sirius's mother suddenly began to scream, "Damn brute, I shouldn't have given you birth in the first place!"

The people at the table looked at each other, shrugged, and ate their breakfast. They had long been accustomed to the portrait of himself hanging in the hallway, and depending on the situation, it should be Tonks, the gruffy Auror who would wake up the portrait of Sirius's mother every time he came over.

Solim looked at Sirius in embarrassment, he had not taken two steps through the door when he tripped over the crumpled carpet on the floor, and if he hadn't grabbed something around him, he would have been lying on the ground. Because of the movement he made, the Walburga in the portrait. Blake was awakened, and the next second he opened his eyes, the woman saw her eldest son, and suddenly a loud curse rang out.

"Oh, shut up, my dear mother!" Sirius replied as if on a routine basis, and he even managed to lift Solim's down-to-back stool.

"You've brought in another little crumb today, haven't you? Kreacher! Kreacher! get all these mudbloods out of my house!" exclaimed Walbga.

"I'm so embarrassed. Solim said to Sirius, "I didn't expect to get tripped over. "

"It's fine. Sirius laughed, "Tonks gets tripped every time he comes. "

Solim straightened up, looked at Walburga in the portrait and said, "I'm sorry ma'am, I'm not some 'little writter'. "

"Is that a mudblood?" Wolbuga looked at Solim viciously.

"Alright, Solim, you don't need to say anything to my dear mother, she's crazy. Sirius walked over and tried to pull up the curtain in front of the portrait.

"Why didn't you die in the first place!"

"Damn madwoman! Regulus was killed by you!"

The matter of Regulus seems to have had a great impact on Sirius, and he is even ready to argue with the portrait of his mother.

"If it weren't for you, he wouldn't have joined the Death Eaters! He wouldn't have died! You don't even know what he went through before he died!"

Walburga clearly loved Regulus, even her portrait. When the name Regulus was heard, the fierce expression of the Sirius mother in the portrait relaxed.

"Regulus, did you find him?"

"Found it, corpse. Sirius, apparently not wanting to say more, saw Harry's heads poking out of the kitchen door, looking this way.

Seeing Sirius about to close the curtain, Walburga suddenly and ferociously asked his eldest son, "Who killed him?"

"Of course it's you, my dear mother. With that, Sirius closed the curtain with a gloomy face, and Walburga's voice disappeared completely.

If it weren't for the extreme ideas he was exposed to since he was a child, and if it weren't for the subtlety of the elders around him, Regulus's final result might not have been a tragedy - Sirius thought so, if Regulus hadn't become a Death Eater, he wouldn't have discovered Voldemort's secrets, and he wouldn't have sacrificed himself.

"I'm so sorry to let you see this. Sirius said.

"Trust me. Solim said, "Your mother is fine, and if you have met the elders of our Selwyns, you will find your mother amiable." "

"That's terrible. Sirius couldn't imagine what kind of comparison it would take to appear that his terrible mother was "amiable".

"yes, bad elders. "

Solim then asked, "When are we leaving?"

"Right now. Sirius said, "We're going to see Arthur in the afternoon." So we'd better get things done in the morning. "

"Hey, Solim!"

Fred and George ran over.

"We're going to St. Mungo's this afternoon. George smirked.

"And there's a pink toad there. Fred didn't mean it either.

"We're going to let her go there a little longer. "

"At least until our Quidditch match is over. "

"So......" the twins looked at Solim together, "do you have any good advice?"

"A fine bottle of poison?"

"A curse that's hard to break?"

"As long as you can keep Umbridge lying until the end of the semester. "

"Then I advise you to kill her. "Solim and Sirius were walking through the hallway inside.

"I remember Umbridge had already been punished on the spot, you know?" Solim reminded, "so whether she's at Hogwarts or not, there's no way you're going to play." "

Leaving the brothers standing, Solim and Sirius took a turn and entered the living room.