The Bard of Hogwarts

Chapter 214 Black's Old House and the Fourth Horcrux

Time flows by like water.

Christmas in the third school year arrived as scheduled.

On the morning after leaving the Greek story, Ino was awakened by a rhythmic knocking sound.

When I opened my eyes, the second-floor window was already full of owls.

Snowy owls, scops owls, hawk owls... about a dozen owls of various types.

Similarly, he also saw his pet, the little guy whom the Owl Post Office had bought and rented to Hermione for £50.

As if sensing its owner's gaze, the little guy suddenly became arrogant among the group of owls, as if to say, "You are here to deliver a message, and I am here to go home."

But its actions drew scorn from the other owls, especially Harry's Hedway, who hunched over and pushed the little guy aside.

Watching the group of little messengers interacting outside the window, Ino immediately waved her wand, causing the second-floor window to open automatically.

With a series of cooing sounds, all the owls rushed in, put down their packages, and then quietly flew away one by one.

Before he could even deal with the packages scattered all over the floor, a slight touch on his fingers made him involuntarily look down.

As a standard scops owl, this little guy may not be the biggest in terms of size, but his looks are absolutely stunning.

Those adorable big eyes stared at people without blinking; they were so charming!

Stared at by those eyes, Ino was defeated in an instant.

"Wait here, I'll go find you something to eat! Hermione's practically turned you into a ball of fluff, and you still need to eat every day..."

Candy, ham, cheese, nuts... a large amount of stuff from the suitcase was dumped onto the table.

While the little one was eating at the buffet, Ino started unwrapping the gifts one by one.

Things are different now. With many friends now knowing the address of Hogsmeade, no one chooses to send gifts to Hogwarts anymore.

"A Draco commemorative Golden Snitch! A Weasley embroidered sweater..."

As Ino unwrapped the gifts, she also muttered about the different kinds of gifts.

Meanwhile, a suspended quill pen diligently recorded on the paper.

Perhaps it's his personality, but he's always reluctant to take advantage of others, especially friends.

Therefore, a tally was inevitably made, and then gifts were returned one by one according to their value.

As for missing the time, the owl might be late. But with Fid around, he wasn't worried about being late at all. As long as he bought the gifts, he could deliver them all in less than fifteen minutes.

Even before the owl that delivered the gift had returned, Fiddle's package was already delivered first.

After a brief statistical classification, Ino took the parchment she had written and went downstairs.

Taking advantage of the fact that Joko's joke shop and Honey Duke were less crowded in the morning, he planned to buy all the return gifts at once, and at the same time make time to go to Black's old house.

Some things have to be resolved sooner or later.

……

12 Morig Place.

As the green flames rose from the living room fireplace, Sirius immediately got up and stood outside the fireplace.

He knew very well who the person who came was, based on the agreement in the previous letter. He was able to successfully capture Peter and even clear his name, all thanks to the other party.

As the flames from the Floo Powder dissipated, Ino stepped out of the fireplace and saw Sirius directly in front of her.

The environment really can change a person. In just six months, I went from being skin and bones to being healthy and rosy-cheeked.

"Welcome! Ino, may I call you that? Actually, I wanted to meet you when I caught Peter, but back then I was still a criminal..."

Sirius Black stretched out his right hand and spoke with great enthusiasm.

"Of course, Mr. Black," Ino replied with a smile.

"Call me Sirius! Harry talks about you all the time, and honestly, I see a young Dumbledore in you."

Sirius Black speaks rather quickly, as if he has a lot to say.

However, Ino did not interrupt this rapid exchange, and simply listened quietly to the middle-aged man's rambling.

"Oh no, I was so busy talking..." Sirius slapped his forehead. "Kreacher, hurry up and bring the tea and snacks!"

Sirius gave the order instinctively, but by the time he realized it, he already regretted it.

The boy in front of him came from a Muggle orphanage, and given Kreacher's personality, he would probably utter some insulting remarks.

But when a figure suddenly appeared in the living room, Sirius knew it was too late.

Just as he was trying to come up with a reasonable explanation, the house-elf Kreacher bowed deeply to Ino.

"Distinguished guest! A noble and pure bloodline! Your presence is an honor to the Black family."

Unlike Sirius, who looked on incredulously, Ino observed Kreacher with great interest.

It wasn't because of the other party's extremely flattering remarks, but because he sensed the Horcrux-like quality in Kreacher.

It seems that prolonged contact with the Slytherin pendant has subtly influenced it, perhaps explaining its erratic personality in the original story.

After bowing, Kreacher disappeared again, leaving behind two very different tea snacks on the table.

Ino chuckled and glanced at the table. On his side were various exquisite candies and steaming hot black tea, while Sirius had half a glass of water and a half-eaten biscuit.

Such blatant discrimination made even the usually carefree Sirius feel extremely embarrassed.

He now feels like the guest, and an unwelcome one at that.

But this awkward situation didn't last long; a name he had long remembered caught his attention.

"Sirius, there's something I need you to know. It's about your brother Regulus Black..."

Ino made no attempt to hide anything and went straight to the point, explaining Regulus's story and the purpose of his trip.

"...Therefore, I will take that item left behind by the Dark Lord and destroy it."

……

Blake's old house.

After hearing about Regulus, Sirius became quite agitated, his red-rimmed eyes trying hard to hide his tears.

Ino understood the bond of kinship, so he chose to remain silent, giving Sirius some time to process it.

The spacious living room fell into a brief silence.

A while passed.

Sirius Black said in a hoarse voice, "I'm very grateful for everything you've done, but I want Dumbledore to know about this. It's not about distrust..."

"Then you can write the letter now," Ino coldly interrupted Sirius's explanation.

The divisions within the academy were truly deep-rooted. He had no doubt that if he were Gryffindor, Sirius wouldn't have thought about it so much.

"Never mind, I'll ask Professor Dumbledore for you!" Ino glanced at Sirius Black, who looked conflicted, and immediately gave the order to the air:

"Fied! Go pick them up."

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British Magic Classification Level: xxxx

Origin and distribution: The Evil Spirit is a mischievous spirit that is mainly distributed in the Black Forest of Germany.

Physical characteristics: Evil spirits are larger than goblins, averaging three feet (about 0.9 meters) tall, with pointed faces, and can make a piercing croaking sound.

Habits: Evil spirits lure children away from their guardians and then devour them. Abilities and Effects: Children become particularly fascinated by the cries of evil spirits.

(End of this chapter)