My Hogwarts Day

12 Grimmauld Place, Britannia

After eating the lunch prepared by Kreacher, the four little wizards came to Harry's room on the third floor. In fact, Richard was somewhat resistant. After all, according to Kreacher's performance, who knows if it will add some special things to the lunch? thing.

There are two rooms on the third floor, Harry sleeps in the second one, a dark room with a high ceiling, there are two beds, a wardrobe, and a room that looks like it just moved in The desk, after all, it looks relatively new. And in this room the entrance can be seen through the window.

The four of them sat on two beds, Harry touched his lightning scar, hesitant to say anything.

"Harry, hurry up and talk." Ronald obviously knew something.

"That's right." After hesitating for a while, Harry still told about the terrible dream he had a few days ago.

"Just a few nights ago, when I was still at Dursley's house, in the middle of the night, I suddenly woke up with severe pain from my scar. After waking up, I found that I seemed to have had a dream, but The dream was so realistic that I couldn't tell if it was a dream or not.

Having said that, Harry still took a deep breath with lingering fear.

"What's next? Tell me about the dream." Hermione asked eagerly.

"It was a dark room with a fireplace, and on the rug in front of it lay a huge snake, and a little man, Peter Wormtail, and an old man I didn't know, and, have."

"What else? Don't hesitate, finish quickly." Seeing Harry pause again, Ronald was also anxious.

"There is also the voice of Voldemort, they seem to be plotting something? The old man suddenly fell to the ground, and Voldemort and Wormtail seemed to say, who did they kill? But I can't remember the name, and they It seemed that I was planning to continue to kill someone, and that was me. Then I tried desperately to see what Voldemort looked like, when I saw Voldemort, I suddenly woke up, but after waking up, I forgot what Voldemort looked like. Knowing how scary he must have looked."

Hearing this, Hermione and Ronald took a deep breath, but they didn't say anything, and they didn't know what to say, how to comfort Harry.

"Harry, have you ever told anyone else about this, Sirius?" Finally Richard spoke first.

"No, I didn't tell anyone. After all, it was just a dream of mine." Harry didn't want to make everyone known for a little thing, as if he was a coward, especially after meeting the dementor last year and only passing out .

"Harry, this is not a small thing, you have to know that every time your scar hurts something bad will happen, like Quirrell in first year, basilisk in second year, and your scar doesn't hurt in third year, this It also proves that Sirius is not a bad guy. Now that your scar is starting to hurt again, I think we should tell Professor Dumbledore or McGonagall to take over." Hermione concluded righteously.

"But, but, what shall I say, I had a nightmare?"

Hearing Harry's words, Hermione didn't know what to say, what if it was really just a nightmare?

"Then you should at least tell Sirius that he is your godfather.

And at this moment, Sirius' voice sounded from outside the door.

"Can I come in? I got some fruit, I think you might need this."

Ronald hurried over and opened the door, at this time Sirius was standing at the door with a plate of fruit.

After he came in, he put the fruit on the table and said.

"I just heard Hermione say at the door, you should tell me, is there something wrong?"

Harry glanced at the others slightly uneasy.

"I think you need some space, Hermione, Ronald, let's go to the living room to have a look. I remember there is a glass cabinet in the living room, and there seems to be some interesting things in it. Let's go and have a look together."

After speaking, Richard stood up first, and left Harry's room with Ronald and Hermione.

"Don't we need to explain to Harry?" Ronald asked.

"No, people your age, especially boys, will often pretend to be strong when they are around their peers, and only when the two of them are alone will Harry reveal more." Richard explained.

"Just like how old you are." Hermione muttered softly aside.

Coming down from the third floor, they came to the living room. When they first came in, they were patronizing Hermione's emancipated house elf, and they didn't even take a good look around. Now the master finally had time

Although the living room is much dilapidated, it can still be seen that it used to be gorgeous and exquisite.

There is a large window in the living room near the porch, from which you can clearly overlook the entire street in front of the house, and there is a fireplace in the innermost part of the living room, and there are two glass cabinets that go straight to the ceiling on both sides of the fireplace. On the wall hung a tapestry of what appeared to be a family tree of the Black family.

The three of Richard came to the glass cabinets on both sides of the fireplace. The dust on the glass cabinets proved that no one had opened them for a long time.

"Are we really going to open it?" Hermione swallowed, looking at the dirty cabinet door.

"I dare say that no one has opened it for a hundred years." Ronald also protested.

"Don't worry, it's just a little dirty." Richard snapped his fingers while speaking, and the dust on the cabinet was swept away immediately.

Then Richard came to open the cabinet door and looked inside. There were a lot of weird dark magic objects inside, and they didn't seem to want to leave the shelves where they were. These things included:

A rusty short sword.

Something like an animal's claw.

The coiled skin looks like snake skin.

A crystal bottle of unknown purpose, with an opal inlaid on it.

There are traces of blood red inside, seeing someone even rushing (cadh) towards Hermione, the silver rhinitis box that was slapped by Richard.

Filled with sarcoid powder, a multi-legged tweezers-like appliance that can crawl like a spider, immediately scared Ronald and shouted that it was a spider.

The music box didn't know what it was used for. After Hermione opened it, her head immediately became dizzy, and Richard quickly closed it. It seems that it should have a hypnotic function.

It was an ordinary box. After Ronald opened it, he found that there was a Merlin First Class Medal engraved on it to reward the Black family for their "dedication to the Ministry of Magic".

There is also a large gold ring engraved with the Black family logo and a family photo in a silver frame.

The last one was also Richard's target this time, a locket that couldn't be opened. Just as Hermione thought about it, Richard stopped her.

"This is not an ordinary thing, you'd better not touch it.

"What's that?" Hermione asked hastily.

"Wait a minute, wait for Harry to come down, I have to try it to find out." After speaking, Richard took out the gold box (the one that used to store Laek) from the storage, and then controlled the hanging The drop box flew to Box Chen.

Although Hermione and Ronald were very curious, they saw that Richard didn't mean to continue, so they didn't continue to ask.

"The Black family is definitely the Dark Magic family, look at the things here." Ronald said while looking at the spider-like implement.

At this time, Kreacher, the house elf who had been hiding from everyone, suddenly appeared in the living room and said to Richard.

"Take out that locket, it belongs to Master Regulus, you can't touch it."

"I can't see it. This locket is not an ordinary person's thing. How could your young master have it." Richard said intentionally.

Hearing Richard's words, Kreacher rushed to the wall, hit the wall with his head, and cried out in a crying voice.

"Kreacher is a useless house-elf. If he didn't fulfill the master's order, Kreacher should die."

Soon it was smashed to the ground, but it still didn't stop, as if it wanted to kill itself.

Seeing Kreacher bleeding, Hermione exclaimed, then kept pushing Richard, beckoning him to find a way.

"Okay, don't bump into us today and see if we can help you fulfill your young master's orders."

At this moment, Kreacher, who had been knocked out of his head, finally stopped, and asked Richard in a weak tone.

"Can you really help Kreacher fulfill Master Regulus' request?"

At this moment, Harry and Sirius Black upstairs didn't know whether they had finished their conversation or heard the movement downstairs, walked out of the door and entered the living room.

"What happened?" Sirius asked curiously looking at the bloody Kreacher.

"It's nothing serious, but I think you'd better call Bullido over as quickly as possible."

Hearing Richard's words, Harry immediately became impatient, "It's really not necessary, I've already told Sirius, I don't need to find Principal Dumbledore anymore."

Richard was taken aback for a moment before he realized that Harry thought he was called Dumbledore because of his affairs, so he explained.

"Harry, this has nothing to do with your business. I found something interesting in the cabinet, so I need to bring Dumbledore over."

"Oh, that's good, what is it?"

Considering what was found in other people's homes, it would be wrong to explain nothing, so Richard took the locket out of the box.

The moment it was taken out, Harry immediately crouched down covering his lightning scar.

"What's the matter, what's the matter with you Harry." Everyone rushed forward and asked.

"My scar, my scar, it hurts."

Seeing this, Richard put the locket back into the box, and Harry returned to normal.

Seeing this situation, Sirius also understood the importance of the matter, and said hastily.

"You wait here first, I'll go to Headmaster Dumbledore right away."

"By the way, you tell him to bring the sorting hat here." Richard suddenly thought of something and said quickly

Although Sirius didn't know the reason, he agreed, and then he disappeared in place. .