HP When Harry is a Genius

Chapter 130

"Dude," said Ron, who couldn't stand it any longer. He pushed Harry, "let's get out, we'll only make trouble for the elves here. I don't think you're doing them any favors by sitting here."

"Dobby agrees with young master Ron's words!" cried Dobby.

"Kreacher doesn't want to be picked and picked by the Prodigal Young Master when he's working!" Kreacher said.

"I just went out to clean up the foxes and flying insects in the curtains. Aren't our two little wizards looking forward to a big adventure? Let me check your Defense Against the Dark Arts learning results." Lupine said with a smile.

Harry and Sirius had no objection.

Just as they stood up and were about to walk out of the kitchen, Ron pointed to a door on the wall and asked curiously, "Is there any room over there?"

"Yes, it's the dining room connected to the kitchen." Dobby replied.

"Why don't we sit there?" Ron said. "I mean, I eat in the kitchen at home. There is no special restaurant yet."

"Oh, there's nothing to see there, it's similar to here, dirty and messy." Sirius said disgustedly, and he explained: "This house was originally a Muggle townhouse. Hundreds of years ago, the Black family's A member took a fancy to this beautiful house, and he made a deal with the Muggles to obtain the house. Therefore, the layout here is still in accordance with the Muggle habits, such as this unnecessary restaurant."

However, Ron was more eager to try, and they stepped into the restaurant together.

It is said to be a restaurant, but the Black family in the past obviously did not use it for eating and resting.There were a few cupboards and cupboards in the room, and a few chairs here and there, but not even a table.Ron was very disappointed.

Sirius sat down casually on a dusty chair, Crookshanks still in his arms.He smiled and said to Ron: "This is used as a utility room. If you want to see the dining room, you can move the dining table here in the future."

Harry pointed to the upholstered corners of the two couch chairs, "But this seems to be where Dobby or Kreacher slept, and we can put two beds here in the future to make them a little more comfortable."

He heard the clinking of pots and pans in the kitchen, and then the low but clear voice of the house-elf—

"Dobby told you a long time ago that little master Harry is different from others, and little master Harry will allow Dobby to have his own bedroom!"

"The little master said that there are two beds, and that will be Kreacher's bedroom in the future."

"You're in Dobby's favor! It was Dobby who set up the mats there first to sleep on."

"Kreacher has lived in the hole under the cupboard sink for a long time, and Kreacher is the elf who has served in this house for generations."

Crookshanks jumped out of Sirius' arms, stared at one of the cupboards and meowed, and anxiously tugged at Ron's leg with his mouth.

"What's the matter, Crookshanks?" asked Ron, who now took a liking to this big cat who looked ugly with the door panel, but was very smart. "What's in it that you like?" Is it your baby? Is it a fox or a big mouse? I'll catch it for you!" He rolled up his sleeves.

Harry had a bad feeling, but Ron, who was helping the cat, had heroically opened the cupboard door.

Something black flashed by, and a spider as big as a saucer jumped on Ron's face!

"AHHHHHHHHHH!!!" Ron screamed like a pig, "You are the worst stupid cat in the world!"

Harry burst into tears with merciless laughter, Sirius was rocked with laughter, and he clapped and shouted, "Nice job, Crookshanks!"

Lupine amusedly thought of the Boggart that Ron turned into a spider, waved his wand to remove the spider, and said with a smile: "Don't forget, Sirius, you promised Arthur and Molly that you would take care of it." their youngest son."

Sirius rubbed his stomach and waved his hands with a smile: "But Arthur and Molly said they don't need me to take care of them, they gave Ron to you!"

Ron had already rushed out of the dining room, and Harry heard him screaming from the kitchen, "Whatever it is, get me something to drink, Dobby, or hot water!"

For the next hour, Ron refused to re-enter the kitchen and dining room - which might have been called Dobby and Kreacher's bedroom.So they went to see the bedroom that Sirius had improvised for two 13-year-old boys.

They walked around the big umbrella stand made of the troll's broken leg, and walked up the narrow staircase, with a row of crumpled heads gathered on the plaque on the side wall.Taking a closer look, Harry saw that they were the heads of house elves.They both had the same big ugly nose.

"What's this?" Harry asked.

Sirius replied with some disgust and nostalgia: "They are all elves who serve the Black family all their lives. Kreacher's greatest ideal in life is to cut off his head like his mother and stick it here."

Ron frowned in disgust.

Harry nodded thoughtfully in agreement and said, "Perhaps it is indeed an honor for them, because it means that they are remembered by future generations instead of forgotten."

They came to the second floor.Sirius led them down the dimly lit corridor to the second door on the right, and he turned the bedroom doorknob in the shape of a snake's head to open it.

It was a dimly lit room with a high ceiling, two single beds side by side, two sets of desks and a wardrobe.

The stripped walls were bare except for a blank canvas in an ornate picture frame.As Harry passed by it, he seemed to hear someone hiding in the shadows laughing softly, as if he had heard this laughter somewhere before.

"Phineas!" Harry remembered.He had heard this voice in Dumbledore's office. It was Phineas Nigellus Black, the headmaster of Slytherin house, who claimed to be the most popular headmaster in the history of Hogwarts.

"What?" said Sirius.

"Nothing," said Harry.

"You and Ron will live here temporarily." Sirius said, "I only cleaned this room, and I have to prevent Dobby from secretly restoring the fruits of my labor to the original state. When everything is packed, I can give it to you Get a better room."

"That's fine," said Harry.

"Several times larger than my own bedroom, as long as there are no strange things, it's fine." Ron said, he looked suspiciously at the corner of the ceiling, trying to find the spider web that Sirius had missed.

After arranging the simple salutes, they went to the formal living room on the second floor.

It was a long, high-ceilinged room on the second floor, and it took great pains to discern its former splendor and refinement.

Dirty tapestries hung on its olive-green walls, and the floor was equally covered in moth-eaten rugs.No sooner had they stepped in than a choking cloud of dust rose from the carpet.The long, chartreuse velvet curtains buzzed as though they were filled with unseen bees.

It had a large window overlooking the street in front of the house, but it was littered with street lamps and rubbish.

The desk swayed from side to side, and there seemed to be something hidden inside.There was also a litter of dead pudding on the sofa.The ornate glass doors that flanked the fireplace were filthy, and the dark magic items inside were oddly queer and didn't look like they wanted to leave the shelves they were on.

"So, this place was once cleaned up by Dobby. But, it was arranged back to its original appearance?" Ron said dumbfounded, he squeezed Harry's hand vigorously, and said, "How hard are you to think about it?! "

Harry walked to the wall and carefully studied the foxes flying around in the curtains.He recited sternly: "The fox is often mistaken for a little fairy, but in fact it is a completely different creature from a little fairy. Like a little fairy, it has a human body shape, but is very small. It is covered with Thick black hair, and two extra arms and two legs. Humeizi's wings are thick, curved and shining, much like the wings of a beetle. Humeizi has two rows of sharp and poisonous teeth. If If you are bitten by them, you need to take antidote. Humeizi likes cold climates and can be found everywhere in northern Europe and the United States. They can lay up to [-] eggs at a time, and then bury them. The eggs hatch in two to three week. They thrive in rooms, generally in fabric."

Ron said angrily: "Don't use endorsements to hide your remorse! Little adventurer, Mr. Potter!"

Sirius and Lupine giggled.

"To deal with foxes, you must use foxes spray. That kind of medicine is as black as the bottom of the pot, and the smell is particularly disgusting and pungent. Every time my mother sprays it, she has to wear a thick mask. The medicines accumulated here for ten years Pests, we have to spray for three days and three nights alone!" Ron said, "Mr. Potter, how are you going to solve it?"

"Ahem," Harry looked at the buzzing curtains in embarrassment, and said angrily, "Then I'll show you how I deal with foxes more scientifically!"

Harry lit a fire.

Immediately thick smoke billowed in the living room, and the pests buzzed and roared collectively in the curtains and fled towards the open window. The Blacks in the portraits all ran away in panic, and Sirius and Lupine stunned the portraits several times. curse.

Kreacher appeared in a panic: "Little Master Harry, what is this for? Are you going to burn the house down?"

"No, Kreacher, I just burned these curtains. There are too many foxes in them, burn them and buy new ones to hang up." Harry said kindly.

Ron laughed and said, "He always only likes to burn things, not to wash them. It's like his sheets, which can be washed after a while, but he just burns them!"

"Sheets? Harry, why did you burn the sheets?" Sirius asked strangely, and Lupine kicked him.

Harry rolled his eyes weakly at Ron.

Kreacher looked at the burning curtains, his lips moved, but he finally left the living room without saying anything.

It turns out that burning the curtains is the most effective method.In less than 10 minutes, Humeizi and their eggs were cleaned up, and turned into ashes together with the curtains.

Harry continued his efforts and burned the carpet too.

The author has something to say: * Kreacher lives in a hole under the cupboard sink, with a moldy, torn blanket in the hole, and the environment is filthy.

*They gorge themselves on breakfast and head upstairs, Kreacher bows and promises to have a steak and kidney pie ready for them when they return. "God bless him," said Ron emotionally. "Come to think of it, I used to fantasize about cutting off his head and nailing it to the wall."

*Since getting Regulus' locket, Kreacher's cooking skills have greatly improved, and today's French onion soup is absolutely the best Harry has ever tasted.

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读者“神性的流出”,灌溉营养液+162019-05-2710:30:56

读者“凉拌粉丝白玉盘”,灌溉营养液+12019-05-2508:44:52

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