Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God - Vol 7 Chapter 12

“Shut up, you horrible old witch, shut up!”

In the gloomy hallway, Blake rushed over in three steps and two steps, grabbing the curtain.

The old lady’s face suddenly turned pale.

“you you!”

As soon as she saw Sirius, her eyes widened and she shouted sharply, “Prodigal son, shame on the family, the seed I gave birth to!”

“I said – shut up!” Sirius shouted loudly, this pair of mother and son, who should have been the closest to each other, turned out to be enemies who hated each other at this moment.

Black struggled to get the veil up again.

The old lady’s screams disappeared, leaving only a reverberating silence.

“Feel sorry.”

Sirius panted slightly, pushed back his long black hair that covered his eyes, and turned to look at Clark, the guest, and his godson, Harry.

Whether it was Kreacher, the house elf just now, or the portrait, he felt that his face was a little bit unbearable.

“Let you meet my mother under these circumstances.”

“Your—?” Harry asked suspiciously.

“Yeah, my dear good mother,” said Sirius. “I’ve been trying to get her out of here for a month, but she seems to have cast a permanent affixing spell behind the portrait.”

“Why did she hang the portrait here?” Harry asked.

By this time they had re-traversed the corridor and stepped up the stairs to the second floor.

“Who knows, maybe like Kreacher, guarding the oldest and noblest Black family or something.”

Clark found that Sirius’s tone was very stiff and cold.

But high sentience and the psion’s insight into the human heart told him that wasn’t the case.

The colder Sirius is on the surface, the more hurt he is in his heart.

Like the old woman in that portrait—

Clark turned his head, his eyes seemed to be able to penetrate the curtain and see the portrait inside.

A man who clearly still has hope in his heart, hoping that his own parents can change their minds and return to the family, but can’t help but use cursing instead of caring.

The other one is clearly still thinking of family affection, and he is very sad when he is alone, but he pretends that nothing has happened.

Sure enough, these two are worthy of being mother and son, and even their personalities are exactly the same.

However, Clark also has no intention of interfering in other people’s family affairs. Many times, it is not something that can be resolved with a few words from outsiders. It is not only useless to talk deeply, but it will be annoying.

So he followed Blake to the second floor without a word, which is the most important room in the whole house – the living room.

As a place for the Black family to receive guests and show off its strength and glorious past to outsiders, it used to be gorgeous and refined.

Beautiful and intricate chandeliers hang from the high ceilings, and a large floor-to-ceiling window on the right-hand wall overlooks the entire street in front of the house, giving you an unobstructed view of everything, whether it’s to open your mind or It’s an excellent place to observe incoming enemies.

Opposite the window, a large fireplace is flanked by two ornate glass window display cases, which should contain alchemical items used by the Black family to display their wealth to visitors.

As for the side of the window, that’s where it gets the most attention.

Visitors walk up the stairs, and as soon as they enter the living room, they can see a huge wool tapestry hanging on the entire wall in front of them.

On the tapestry, the embroidered gold threads shone brightly in the sunlight outside the window, and Clark clearly saw a tree-shaped family tree with branches and branches, dating back to the Middle Ages.

On the top of the tapestry are embroidered in large characters:

The oldest and noblest Black family

“Toujours Pur”

That’s the motto engraved on the Black family coat of arms, which means “forever pure” in French.

Of course, at this moment, Clark and the others had no chance to see the luxurious scene of this living room when the Black family was at its peak.

In front of them, after removing some of the mysterious colors, there was nothing but a dilapidated, dirty old room filled with all kinds of strange objects.

The huge floor-to-ceiling window by the street was already full of dust and smudges, and the sunlight shone on it, making it impenetrable for a while.

On the olive green wall on the other side, the family tree tapestry representing the glory of the Black family has also been covered with dust.

The originally pale yellow wool blanket had turned dark gray at this time, and there were even small holes in the corners that had been eaten by foxes, which was unimaginable for the previous Black family.

The three of Clark stepped on the carpet in the living room, not even daring to take heavy steps, for fear of stirring up a large pile of flying dust.

They first came to the tapestry of genealogy.

“You’re not up here!” Harry asked curiously after looking around.

Sirius Black glanced at it and pointed to the bottom row of the tapestry genealogy, where there was a small charred black hole, like a trace of cigarette burn.

“I was on it once, but my dear old mother wiped my name off the family tree when I ran away from home—Kreacher should have enjoyed whispering that story.”

“You ran away from home?”

“Yes, I was about fifteen or sixteen years old, and that was the time to be bold,” said Sirius.

“Where have you been?” Harry asked, staring at him.

Sirius suddenly fell silent, and after a long time, he said with a smile, “Go to your father’s house.”

“I still remember that your grandfather and grandma were very considerate, they almost regarded me as their second son.

Yes, I stayed at your dad’s house temporarily during school holidays, and when I was seventeen, I found a place by myself. However, Mr. and Mrs. Potter always welcome me to their house for dinner every Saturday. ”

Speaking of this experience, Sirius had a happy smile on his face, and it was conceivable that it must have been a very pleasant time.

“But… why are you…?”

“runaway?”

The smile on Sirius’s face subsided, he smiled wryly, and combed his long messy hair with his hands.

“Because I hate all of them, for more than ten years, I’ve had enough!

My parents, who were madly obsessed with pure blood, believed that being a Black family was inherently noble… As for my foolish brother, too weak in temperament to believe what they said… that’s him. ”

Sirius stretched out his finger and pointed to the bottom of the family tree. Next to the scorch mark representing Sirius, there was a name: Regulus Black.

“He was younger than me,” said Sirius, “but I was constantly reminded that he was a much stronger son than I was, and my parents were always proud of him, but he died in the end.”

Sirius bent down, as if to look more closely at the tapestry.

Clark stood aside, and he could clearly feel that the wave of sadness emanating from him also made Clark more confident in his judgment.

After all, they are close relatives, blood is thicker than water, and Sirius may not agree with his family’s philosophy, but this does not mean that he does not love his family and does not long for the warmth of home.

It’s just the failed education method and the wrong communication method that caused this deep regret.

“Dead?!” Harry looked at the Xiangxiang family tree again, only to notice that there was a line of small characters behind the name, which was the date of birth and death of Sirius’ younger brother. It seemed that it was about fifteen years ago.

“Yeah,” Sirius said with a mocking smile on his face, “that stupid idiot…he joined the Death Eaters.”

“You’re kidding!” Harry said in shock.

Clark opened his mouth at this time.

“Harry, in those chaotic times, most of the pure-blood wizards were on Voldemort’s side.

After all, with the development of the times and the progress of society, without the persecution of the Holy See, and the implementation of the “Wizard Secrecy Act”, there are more and more half-blood wizards and wizards from Muggle families.

These increasing numbers of half-blood wizards and Muggle wizards naturally touched the interests of many pure-blood wizard families.

After all, these people also have to eat, work, and even enter the Ministry of Magic.

Under this historical background, pure-blood wizards naturally believe that Voldemort’s proposition is correct, and it has become a very common thing to support the maintenance of the purity of the wizard’s blood and to reject Muggle-born wizards. ”

“Yeah, his temperament is too weak to actually believe the nonsense of my parents – as a member of the Black family, you are born noble… In fact, he is not suitable for doing that kind of thing at all, he doesn’t have that ability.” Sirius said with a hatred of iron.

On this point, Clark couldn’t agree with Sirius. It was this Regulus Black who bravely embraced death at the last moment of his life, and what he did was to take away the “horcrux” that Voldemort hid in the middle of the lake.

He even sacrificed himself for a house elf!

“So—are your parents also Death Eaters?” Harry asked Sirius.

“No, that’s not it.” Sirius shook his head in denial.

“Although they agreed with Voldemort, they were timid and withdrawn when they found out that Voldemort would do anything to gain power.

But I think my parents must have thought that Regulus was a brave little hero in the beginning. ”

“You can’t say that either.” Clark spoke kind words for Sirius’ parents at this time.

“Judging from the sparseness of the Black family at the time, they were no longer allowed to take greater risks.

However, under the increasingly violent conflict, the pure-blood faction represented by Voldemort will not let your family sit on the wall and watch, so your brother joined it as a last resort. He may not be happy to join it, and your parents must be very of worry.

It’s just that you, the eldest son, were not at home at the time, so he could only carry this burden. ”

Clark’s words left Sirius speechless, and he could only remain silent.

At this time, Harry hurriedly smoothed things out, and asked a little uncertainly: “Then he was killed by the Auror?”

“Oh, no, no,” said Sirius. “And that’s the most ridiculous point. He was killed by the Lord Voldemort whom he admired. Or, more likely, at the behest of Voldemort.”

“Actually, I suspect that Regulus is not that important, and Voldemort needs to kill him himself.

From what I’ve seen since his death, he was already deep in Voldemort’s ranks, and then he was terrified of what was being asked of him and wanted to quit.

Alas, you can’t just hand Voldemort a resignation report and you’re done. Either die for life or die. ”

“Sorry!” Harry said dryly, not knowing how to comfort him.

“Okay, that’s all over now.” Sirius wiped his face, wiping the little tears from the corners of his eyes, in case Harry and the others saw them.

“Honestly, I haven’t seen this thing in years.”

“This is Phineas Nigellus…my great-grandfather, see?…he was arguably one of the most unpopular headmasters…in Hogwarts history.”

Sirius pointed to the names on the family tree and showed them to Harry.

“And Alaminta? Melifron…my mother’s cousin…trying to force a Ministry of Magic Act to legalize Muggle hunting…”

“And my dear Aunt Elladora… House-elves cut off their heads when they’re too old to hold their plates. She started the family tradition of UU reading www.uukanshu.com…”

“Of course, whenever there is a decent person in the family, they declare that they will cut off ties with him.”

Sirius pouted, obviously, he is one of the decent people.

Clark was also intrigued by the tapestry, on which he saw his father’s aunt, Lucretia Black, the eldest daughter of the fourth generation of the Black family, who later married Ignatius of the Prewetts. Hughes Prewett, that was Grandpa Clark’s brother.

“So, we are still distant relatives?” Sirius followed Clark’s gaze and noticed the surname of his aunt’s husband.

“Yeah, to say that, I have to call you cousin.”

Both laughed.

In addition to this, Clark also sees Harfon Longbottom of the Longbottom family, Melania McMillan of the Macmillan family, Ursula Flint of the Flint family, Ya Lysandra Yaxley of the Kesley Family…

This map includes most of the pure-blooded wizard families in the entire magic world, and it is compiled into a big net. Nothing more than the Black family is proud of “forever pure”.

Clark even saw Lucius Malfoy in it, a double-strand gold thread connecting him to Narcissa Black, and then a single-strand vertical gold thread from their names to the Draco Malfoy’s name.

“You are related to the Malfoys!”

Harry’s voice was so loud that Clark couldn’t tell for a moment whether he was talking about himself or Sirius.

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