Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

Standing in a dark hallway, Ivan curiously gauged the surroundings.

12 Grimo Square is a typical pureblood wizard's house, a centuries-old decoration that can be found everywhere, and is definitely an antique to the city if you put it outside.

In front of them is a narrow corridor with no end in sight.

Opposite the hall is a tree decorative lamp with a branched candlestick on a swinging table not far away, which looks like a big snake.

After Voldemort's return, the house was used as the headquarters of the Phoenix Society. No one should have used it by now, and naturally no magic has been applied to protect it, as can be seen from the thick dust around it, which has not been here for a long time.

Ivan doesn't know why Sirius brought them here, but he should be disgusted with the house. But he just mentioned coming here to pick up Christmas presents for himself and Hermione, don't know what it is?!

“Nobody's lived here in over a decade, so we'd better hurry up and get out of here as soon as we're done.” Sirius whispered that he was the first to walk into the hall.

The old floor made a squeaky sound, sounding extra creepy in an ancient, empty, large house.

Ivan didn't know what they were going to get, but he knew Slytherin's locket was kept here, and if he could find it and destroy it, it would save him a lot of trouble.

That pendant box should be kept in Sirius' brother Regulus's room, where he wouldn't know.

If there's a chance, he's going to look for it.

Ivan hastily followed Sirius' footsteps, Hermione couldn't help gripping his arm, and Harry walked in front of them with unknown tension and excitement on his face.

In a dark, narrow corridor, they bypass a large umbrella frame that looks like a giant monster with a broken leg.

On the left side of the umbrella stand is a dark staircase, and the wall next to it appears to be decorated with something.

Sirius did not go upstairs, and Ivan, Harry and Hermione were curious enough to gather together the past to see the blurry decorations hanging on the wall. Then, three people sucked in a full breath of cold air, and they saw a row of wrinkled heads gathering on the wall deck.

They're all heads of little elves, and they all have equally ugly big noses.

“I don't understand, this house, it looks like it belongs to the most wicked black wizard.” Harry whispered, "Why did Sirius' parents live here? ”

“Remember, with the exception of Sirius, all members of the Black family are from Slytherin College.” Ivan also answered in a low voice, "Think about their taste and you'll understand. ”

“Why do they hang the heads of the elves on the walls?” Hermione's face was full of fear and confusion, and there was a bit of anger hidden in it.

“That's not what they hang on to, it's supposed to be a family elf tradition, where they serve a family of wizards from birth until they're too old to dry, and then they chop off their heads and hang them on the owner's wall as decorations. I'm afraid that's the most honorable thing for them. ”

“I don't understand. This is the most ridiculous thing!” Hermione hesitated to say, "Dobby doesn't...”

“He's an alternative, he's not like any other elf in the family.” Evan patted Hermione on the shoulder gently, "and we better wait back at school to discuss it, which makes me feel bad. ”

Don't know if it's a delusion, Evan always felt like something was hiding in the house, sneaking around in the dark, and it was a strong feeling.

But I looked around and I didn't see anything.

Sirius did not stop at their three speaking kung fu and his figure had disappeared at the corner of the narrow corridor.

They rushed to follow, followed by two long, worm-eyed curtains that looked like a hidden door.

As Harry passed, he looked curiously behind the curtain.

The next second, he couldn't help but take a few steps backwards, panicking, as if to see something extremely horrible.

“What's up, Harry? ”

“Inside, inside is a picture, above is...”

Ivan turned his head and saw the curtain on the wall slide automatically to both sides, revealing what was hidden behind him, with a portrait of a fierce old lady on the wall.

When she saw Evan, Harry and Hermione, the old lady screamed like a ghost on her side, waving her clawed hands as if to grab their faces.

“You bastards, bitches! Get out of here, who allowed you to enter my ancestral home, this is the Black family..."

The look on the old lady's face was horrible and frightening, just as Ivan and the three of them stood still, not knowing what to do, Sirius Black came back.

“Shut up, you horrible old witch, shut up!” He yelled as he tried to pull the curtain back up.

“You, you!” The old lady's face was white, her eyes widened, she couldn't believe looking at Sirius, and then she made a sharper voice, "you are the loser, the disgrace of the family, the sin I gave birth to! You have the face to come back, you..."

“I told you, shut up!” Sirius roared, trying his best to pull up the curtain.

The screams disappeared, followed by a silence of echoing aftersounds.

“Who is this?” Harry whispered, still seemingly palpitating.

“My mother, I think you know each other, that's what she was like when she was alive.” Sirius starboard said in his face.

“She, she's yours...”

“Yeah, my dear good mom.” Sirius said, "I told you, this is my parents' house, they were going to leave him to my brother, but I'm the only one left in the Black family, so I own the house now. ”

“What are we doing here?” Ivan asked.

“to get you and Hermione a Christmas present.” Sirius explained, "I've asked Lupin, Hagrid and others about your preferences, and you and Hermione love to read, and the Black family's library is in this house, and there are a lot of magic books that have been out of print, many of which are inherited from the Black family for centuries and never seen outside, and I think you'll be interested. ”

“Precious Magic Books?!” Ivan stunned for a moment.

Compared to Harry and Hermione, who knew the value of these books.

Evan knows a lot about the real value of magic books because he's been asking the Ritchie Bookstore to collect them.

The value of an out-of-print magic book is simply incalculable and immeasurable.

These are the fundamentals of a pureblood wizard family heirloom, no one will take them out, if there is no chance, no outsider will have a chance to see them.

The longer you inherit the family of wizards, the more valuable the magic books are in your collection.

The history of the Black family dates back to a thousand years ago, the noblest and oldest Black family, arguably one of the only remaining pureblood wizards in today's magic world. Their family's book collection, Evan, was excited just to think about it.

He can't wait to go and take a look, but is it too precious to use these magic books as Christmas gifts?!

It seemed to see Ivan's fears, Sirius explained in a plain tone, "Don't make excuses, you guys are not helping me, not a few magic books can repay me. Besides, if you don't read it, those books just get moldy there. ”