Chapter 168 Padfoot and Moon Face
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Chu Ni Fan Wan
No. 12, Grimmauld Place, a place that does not exist in the eyes of Muggles, but where the ancient wizard Black family lived.
Even though there is only one person left in the Black family, he doesn't like to stay in this slightly old or even gloomy place.In the huge house, only one old house elf lived all year round.If there are any other living beings, there are only some sojourning ghouls and foxes left.
A middle-aged man carrying an old suitcase stood opposite Grimmauld Square, staring at the gate of No. 12, without moving for a long time.
Occasionally passers-by would look at him curiously.After all, this middle-aged man who looks a bit down and out is really a bit strange, standing here on a weekday morning, staring at the air in a daze.
A kind old lady came up to him and asked him if he was looking for the way. He shook his head apologetically, and finally walked towards the destination under the surprised gaze of the old lady.
But he stopped soon, because a broad palm suddenly patted his left back shoulder heavily, and then an arm went around the back of his neck, hooking his left arm, the movements were familiar and done in one go, as if he had been repeating this for a long time Been many times.
"Cough..." He was caught off guard and staggered. Fortunately, the person hooking his shoulders stood firmly, which prevented him from falling directly to the ground.
"Why do you still have such a thin body?" The visitor was a little surprised, "I saw you standing here for a long time, so I came here..."
He glanced at the instigator of the backlash, and sighed: "After so many years, you are still like this."
"Isn't that good?" The visitor raised a smile, "Let's go, Remus, if you stand here again, you will attract the crowd of Muggles."
As Remus Lupine was being led away, he asked, "Sirius, aren't you working for the Ministry of Magic now?"
"Yes, as Dumbledore requested."
"... But today, isn't it a working day? Why are you here at this time?"
"Well, this..." Sirius touched his nose, "As you can see, I missed work. But it doesn't matter, my colleague is a capable person, and he won't mind my sudden disappearance."
"You really don't mind?"
"Maybe?"
"You should at least say something."
"Then he might be even more angry, ahem. What should I say? Hello, my friend, I slipped away today, but please don't care about my whereabouts?"
"...To be honest, I deserve a beating."
Taking advantage of no one else paying attention, they quickly entered the gate of No. 12.The dust that hit their faces made both of them cough uncontrollably.
"Well, Remus, you know, I don't come here very often, and apparently, I'm not very good at cleaning."
Sirius waved his wand, trying to make it look less bad in here, but it certainly wasn't a short-term fix, and he quickly gave up.
Lupine glanced at the big and dilapidated five-storey attic, and he could vaguely see the shadow of the grandeur of the past, but unfortunately, because the owner ignored it for a long time, it has become a beggar's house.
A spacious and cluttered beggar's house full of Slytherin decorations.
He frowned and said, "Didn't you tell me in your letter that you wanted to invite your godson...invite Harry as a guest this summer, but this room seems not suitable for entertaining guests?"
"You're absolutely right." Sirius didn't show any embarrassment on his face, "I never regarded you as an outsider, you know. So...well, I think we can try together to make it seem , be more presentable."
Lupine looked at him in surprise: "What do you mean? You wrote to me and asked me to meet here because..."
"Yes, I need a helper, so I thought of you at the first time, my friend, Moon Face."
Lupine froze for a moment. It had been a long time since he had been called that.After a while, he shook his head slightly and smiled: "Papafoot, you are really rude. Then, after you left there, where have you been living all this time?"
"Let me think about it." Sirius cleaned up two chairs, sat on them and said leisurely: "I was in Hogwarts last year, there was a teacher's dormitory there, and I was there most of the time. I only came back Both times, it was for my worrying younger brother."
"It's a strange feeling to hear you say that others are not worried."
"Well, I'm working at the Ministry of Magic this year, and the Ministry of Magic doesn't provide staff dormitories, which is far worse than Hogwarts. But I rent a small house in Surrey, not too far from Harry." He said Glancing at the person in the picture frame on the wall, he lowered his voice and said, "Of course, no one knows that I rented that place. After all, I can't reveal Harry's location at any time. You know, the mysterious man doesn't He will come back without actually leaving. I have to consider Harry's safety."
Lupine followed his gaze to the painting on the wall. It was a portrait of a middle-aged witch who seemed to be dozing off at the moment.
"I see. It sounds like you're doing pretty well." Lupine turned his gaze back, only to see an owl suddenly fly in through the half-open window.
Sirius also seemed a little surprised: "At this time, who is writing to me? Could it be my hardworking colleague? But it doesn't seem to be his owl."
Seeing that the owl looked familiar, Lupine was very enthusiastic about Sirius, and he was not in a hurry to leave after delivering the letter, but stood on the back of his chair and began to comb its feathers.
"Well, I seem to have seen this gray forest owl at Hogwarts." Sirius stroked the hair on the owl's head and opened the letter.
After a while, he showed a hearty smile, and seeing Lupine looking at him puzzled, he even laughed outright.
"It seems that it's not your colleagues who came to trouble you."
"It's not him, it's his daughter." Sirius waved his hand, "My former student, an interesting Hufflepuff girl."
"Hufflepuff?" Lupine repeated softly.
"Yes, Hufflepuff. A funnier Hufflepuff than many Gryffindors I've seen, hahaha!"
"What did she say to make you so happy?"
Lupine glanced at the owl who seemed to be staying with Sirius: "Does this owl know you?"
"I don't know, maybe it likes me?" Sirius shook the letter paper, "She said in the letter that I gave her a birthday present that made Hufflepuff lose five points." So it was from Gryffindor Conspiracy!' Hahaha... Although her words are very polite, I guess she must have lost her temper when she wrote the letter, and wanted to rush over and beat me up."
"Uh, it seems that the students you admire are really special."
"I think so too. She's very gentle, isn't she?"
"Gentle?" Lupine raised an eyebrow in confusion.
"I gave her a simulated dementor, and she didn't come to beat me up, isn't she gentle? It really is Hufflepuff. If it was Gryffindor, I might have received a Howler letter. "
"...Why did Dumbledore ask you to be a professor." Lupine sighed with a headache, "How can you just..."
"Bullying her? Oh, you misunderstood, I will not target Hufflepuff, let alone despise Hufflepuff." Sirius read the end of the letter again and folded it again.
He took out a chocolate candy from his pocket and handed it to the clingy owl, patted its gray wings, and watched it leave reluctantly.
"Okay, that's good. I admit that I was really worried about this just now... But I think, you must be more reliable now than before, right?"
"It's normal for you to think so. After all, the former predators have a lot of bad records. But I didn't bully Hufflepuff at that time." He turned his head and looked around, and after a while, he shouted helplessly: " Kreacher!"
An old house-elf dressed in tatters suddenly appeared next to Sirius's chair, it looked very reluctant, and was still cursing, especially when it saw Lupin at the side, it even started cursing .
"Master! Master bastard Sirius has brought his lowly friend! Oh, master bastard and his bastard friend have come to the noble Black's house! They are going to destroy everything here! Kreacher, old Kreacher Can't do it! Madame... Madam won't forgive you after knowing all this!"
"Shut up, Kreacher, I don't need her forgiveness." Sirius said coldly: "Go and get me some pens and paper. Also, I don't allow you to scold my friend anymore, otherwise, I will put you Take away everything left by Regulus in your hand."
Kreacher covered his face and left, weeping and cursing.Lupine looked at Sirius with some surprise.
"Don't mind, Kreacher is old and confused, he scolds everyone like that. Anyone who is not scolded by him is already dead."
Lupine shook his head: "I'm fine, but what are you going to do?"
"Write a letter to dear Miss Sun." He picked up the pen and paper that Kreacher hastily put on the floor, and flicked the dust on it, "Moonface, just right, I need you to help me with one thing."
Lupine nodded resignedly: "Okay, tell me."
Sirius was silent for a moment, uncharacteristically showing some hesitation.
"I... need you to help me teach a student." He twitched the corner of his mouth, "It's not difficult, but it is very important to me. Among the people I trust, the most reliable is you .”
"What kind of student?" Lupine hesitated a bit, "but my identity...maybe it's not convenient for me to do such a job. You know, I can't take this risk. If it hurts others, then I... "
"Don't be nervous, Moony Face, you don't need to go often, it's enough for you to avoid those few days." He kept writing in the letter, "I believe you can do well, as long as you are willing to help me."
"Okay." Lupine let out a soft breath, "Padfoot, but besides Harry, who else worries you so much?"
Sirius stopped writing with his pen, and after a while, he smiled wryly and said, "It's a Hufflepuff girl."
"A Hufflepuff girl again? Is that Miss Sun just now?"
"No." He shook his head, "About this matter, I... I will tell you everything. Moonface, you will soon find out that every Hufflepuff girl is unique. It is difficult Use a specific word to describe them, but they are definitely the most tolerant and friendly existence you can meet at Hogwarts."
Even though there is only one person left in the Black family, he doesn't like to stay in this slightly old or even gloomy place.In the huge house, only one old house elf lived all year round.If there are any other living beings, there are only some sojourning ghouls and foxes left.
A middle-aged man carrying an old suitcase stood opposite Grimmauld Square, staring at the gate of No. 12, without moving for a long time.
Occasionally passers-by would look at him curiously.After all, this middle-aged man who looks a bit down and out is really a bit strange, standing here on a weekday morning, staring at the air in a daze.
A kind old lady came up to him and asked him if he was looking for the way. He shook his head apologetically, and finally walked towards the destination under the surprised gaze of the old lady.
But he stopped soon, because a broad palm suddenly patted his left back shoulder heavily, and then an arm went around the back of his neck, hooking his left arm, the movements were familiar and done in one go, as if he had been repeating this for a long time Been many times.
"Cough..." He was caught off guard and staggered. Fortunately, the person hooking his shoulders stood firmly, which prevented him from falling directly to the ground.
"Why do you still have such a thin body?" The visitor was a little surprised, "I saw you standing here for a long time, so I came here..."
He glanced at the instigator of the backlash, and sighed: "After so many years, you are still like this."
"Isn't that good?" The visitor raised a smile, "Let's go, Remus, if you stand here again, you will attract the crowd of Muggles."
As Remus Lupine was being led away, he asked, "Sirius, aren't you working for the Ministry of Magic now?"
"Yes, as Dumbledore requested."
"... But today, isn't it a working day? Why are you here at this time?"
"Well, this..." Sirius touched his nose, "As you can see, I missed work. But it doesn't matter, my colleague is a capable person, and he won't mind my sudden disappearance."
"You really don't mind?"
"Maybe?"
"You should at least say something."
"Then he might be even more angry, ahem. What should I say? Hello, my friend, I slipped away today, but please don't care about my whereabouts?"
"...To be honest, I deserve a beating."
Taking advantage of no one else paying attention, they quickly entered the gate of No. 12.The dust that hit their faces made both of them cough uncontrollably.
"Well, Remus, you know, I don't come here very often, and apparently, I'm not very good at cleaning."
Sirius waved his wand, trying to make it look less bad in here, but it certainly wasn't a short-term fix, and he quickly gave up.
Lupine glanced at the big and dilapidated five-storey attic, and he could vaguely see the shadow of the grandeur of the past, but unfortunately, because the owner ignored it for a long time, it has become a beggar's house.
A spacious and cluttered beggar's house full of Slytherin decorations.
He frowned and said, "Didn't you tell me in your letter that you wanted to invite your godson...invite Harry as a guest this summer, but this room seems not suitable for entertaining guests?"
"You're absolutely right." Sirius didn't show any embarrassment on his face, "I never regarded you as an outsider, you know. So...well, I think we can try together to make it seem , be more presentable."
Lupine looked at him in surprise: "What do you mean? You wrote to me and asked me to meet here because..."
"Yes, I need a helper, so I thought of you at the first time, my friend, Moon Face."
Lupine froze for a moment. It had been a long time since he had been called that.After a while, he shook his head slightly and smiled: "Papafoot, you are really rude. Then, after you left there, where have you been living all this time?"
"Let me think about it." Sirius cleaned up two chairs, sat on them and said leisurely: "I was in Hogwarts last year, there was a teacher's dormitory there, and I was there most of the time. I only came back Both times, it was for my worrying younger brother."
"It's a strange feeling to hear you say that others are not worried."
"Well, I'm working at the Ministry of Magic this year, and the Ministry of Magic doesn't provide staff dormitories, which is far worse than Hogwarts. But I rent a small house in Surrey, not too far from Harry." He said Glancing at the person in the picture frame on the wall, he lowered his voice and said, "Of course, no one knows that I rented that place. After all, I can't reveal Harry's location at any time. You know, the mysterious man doesn't He will come back without actually leaving. I have to consider Harry's safety."
Lupine followed his gaze to the painting on the wall. It was a portrait of a middle-aged witch who seemed to be dozing off at the moment.
"I see. It sounds like you're doing pretty well." Lupine turned his gaze back, only to see an owl suddenly fly in through the half-open window.
Sirius also seemed a little surprised: "At this time, who is writing to me? Could it be my hardworking colleague? But it doesn't seem to be his owl."
Seeing that the owl looked familiar, Lupine was very enthusiastic about Sirius, and he was not in a hurry to leave after delivering the letter, but stood on the back of his chair and began to comb its feathers.
"Well, I seem to have seen this gray forest owl at Hogwarts." Sirius stroked the hair on the owl's head and opened the letter.
After a while, he showed a hearty smile, and seeing Lupine looking at him puzzled, he even laughed outright.
"It seems that it's not your colleagues who came to trouble you."
"It's not him, it's his daughter." Sirius waved his hand, "My former student, an interesting Hufflepuff girl."
"Hufflepuff?" Lupine repeated softly.
"Yes, Hufflepuff. A funnier Hufflepuff than many Gryffindors I've seen, hahaha!"
"What did she say to make you so happy?"
Lupine glanced at the owl who seemed to be staying with Sirius: "Does this owl know you?"
"I don't know, maybe it likes me?" Sirius shook the letter paper, "She said in the letter that I gave her a birthday present that made Hufflepuff lose five points." So it was from Gryffindor Conspiracy!' Hahaha... Although her words are very polite, I guess she must have lost her temper when she wrote the letter, and wanted to rush over and beat me up."
"Uh, it seems that the students you admire are really special."
"I think so too. She's very gentle, isn't she?"
"Gentle?" Lupine raised an eyebrow in confusion.
"I gave her a simulated dementor, and she didn't come to beat me up, isn't she gentle? It really is Hufflepuff. If it was Gryffindor, I might have received a Howler letter. "
"...Why did Dumbledore ask you to be a professor." Lupine sighed with a headache, "How can you just..."
"Bullying her? Oh, you misunderstood, I will not target Hufflepuff, let alone despise Hufflepuff." Sirius read the end of the letter again and folded it again.
He took out a chocolate candy from his pocket and handed it to the clingy owl, patted its gray wings, and watched it leave reluctantly.
"Okay, that's good. I admit that I was really worried about this just now... But I think, you must be more reliable now than before, right?"
"It's normal for you to think so. After all, the former predators have a lot of bad records. But I didn't bully Hufflepuff at that time." He turned his head and looked around, and after a while, he shouted helplessly: " Kreacher!"
An old house-elf dressed in tatters suddenly appeared next to Sirius's chair, it looked very reluctant, and was still cursing, especially when it saw Lupin at the side, it even started cursing .
"Master! Master bastard Sirius has brought his lowly friend! Oh, master bastard and his bastard friend have come to the noble Black's house! They are going to destroy everything here! Kreacher, old Kreacher Can't do it! Madame... Madam won't forgive you after knowing all this!"
"Shut up, Kreacher, I don't need her forgiveness." Sirius said coldly: "Go and get me some pens and paper. Also, I don't allow you to scold my friend anymore, otherwise, I will put you Take away everything left by Regulus in your hand."
Kreacher covered his face and left, weeping and cursing.Lupine looked at Sirius with some surprise.
"Don't mind, Kreacher is old and confused, he scolds everyone like that. Anyone who is not scolded by him is already dead."
Lupine shook his head: "I'm fine, but what are you going to do?"
"Write a letter to dear Miss Sun." He picked up the pen and paper that Kreacher hastily put on the floor, and flicked the dust on it, "Moonface, just right, I need you to help me with one thing."
Lupine nodded resignedly: "Okay, tell me."
Sirius was silent for a moment, uncharacteristically showing some hesitation.
"I... need you to help me teach a student." He twitched the corner of his mouth, "It's not difficult, but it is very important to me. Among the people I trust, the most reliable is you .”
"What kind of student?" Lupine hesitated a bit, "but my identity...maybe it's not convenient for me to do such a job. You know, I can't take this risk. If it hurts others, then I... "
"Don't be nervous, Moony Face, you don't need to go often, it's enough for you to avoid those few days." He kept writing in the letter, "I believe you can do well, as long as you are willing to help me."
"Okay." Lupine let out a soft breath, "Padfoot, but besides Harry, who else worries you so much?"
Sirius stopped writing with his pen, and after a while, he smiled wryly and said, "It's a Hufflepuff girl."
"A Hufflepuff girl again? Is that Miss Sun just now?"
"No." He shook his head, "About this matter, I... I will tell you everything. Moonface, you will soon find out that every Hufflepuff girl is unique. It is difficult Use a specific word to describe them, but they are definitely the most tolerant and friendly existence you can meet at Hogwarts."
