Hogwarts: I'm Harry's older cousin

Chapter 351, page 345: Really? I don't believe it!

"Harry, should we renovate this place too?"

Dudley frowned as he looked at the peeling wallpaper on the walls of the corridor and the tattered, blackened carpet on the floor.

It wasn't that he was a germaphobe, it's just that this place was hardly cleaner than his doghouse.

No, most dogs are actually very clean, and this is the greatest insult to a doghouse.

"I don't think it's necessary; I basically won't live here."

His old house in Godric's Hollow has been renovated, and Dudley Castle next door has also reserved a room for him, so there's no need for him to travel so far to stay here.

"It's fine as a temporary place to stay, as long as it's kept clean."

After casually crushing a vixen who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, Neville said, "I can't believe it, this place is even dirtier than Nurmengard Castle. That place hasn't been cleaned for fifty years."

Yes, the number of vixens hiding in the curtains and the dirty carpet alone is more than the entire Neumont Castle.

As the group approached the stairs leading to the second floor, Harry suddenly said, "We should go upstairs from the other side."

Sirius said there was something bad about that staircase.

"Something bad? What is it?"

Neville patted the dust off his head, dust that had fallen from the ceiling.

Harry shook his head: "He didn't tell me the specifics."

Everyone said it didn't matter, since Blake's old house had more than one staircase anyway.

The moment they reached the second floor, they were stunned by what they saw, or more accurately, they were frightened by a wall at the top of the stairs.

The wall was covered with countless dried-up heads, or more accurately, the heads of house-elves, which seemed to be enchanted so that they would not be easily weathered away.

Sirius said these were all house-elves who served the Black family for their entire lives.

Harry, standing nearby, explained somewhat embarrassedly, "I was startled when I first came here, and I almost used Fiendfire."

If it were actually used, Blake's old house would become history.

"These ancient pure-blood families have really strange quirks."

Ron quipped, then added his usual dig at Draco: "Draco, does your family have this habit too?"

"The Malfoys aren't that barbaric and bloody; you've been there before."

Draco rolled his eyes at him, annoyed.

"What if your family keeps the heads of house-elves in a secret room?"

Ron pressed on with his questions.

"Who would be so bored as to hide their Pokémon head in a secret room? Rosiglitazone sodium tablets, sometimes I really want to pry open your head and see what's inside."

Draco was amused by Ron's wild imagination: "And don't forget, the history of the Weasley family is no less than that of the Black family."

"Really? I don't believe it!"

Believe it or not!

Draco glanced at Ron with disdain and clearly moved aside, as if afraid of being infected by this ignorant idiot.

Ron was hearing this for the first time. He only knew that their family was pure-blooded. After all, Arthur (Mr. Weasley) and Molly (Mrs. Weasley) would never mention bloodlines to their children, much less tell them how long or how ancient their family history was. They didn't care about such things.

The second floor was no smaller than the first floor, and it also had a very elegant and luxurious living room that looked like it had once been. In the center of the living room was a large fireplace, and on both sides were two ornate glass cabinets filled with all kinds of dark magic items. On one of the walls next to it was a Black family tree-shaped family tree tapestry.

There are so many vixens in the living room that they could form an army; the curtains are densely packed with their eggs.

"Hilarious! Hilarious!"

Neville's voice came from the side. He was standing in front of the writing desk, with a severed slug rolling around next to him.

They even have Boggarts, dark magic creatures.

Dudley unceremoniously acquired the Boggart.

Black's old house is more like a miniature magical creature headquarters than Potter's old house, even though Black's old house is protected by a spell that allows it to be hidden.

"If you're going to stay here for a while, you'll have to clean it up properly."

"I don't want to get bitten by these annoying little things."

Draco said with a look of disgust, "There have never been any vixens at Malfoy Manor."

These little creatures only breed in the homes of wizards who basically don't clean. The vixens reproduce in large numbers, similar to cockroaches, and are as annoying as fleas. Although a bite from them is not fatal, it is extremely uncomfortable.

Fortunately, they were all wizards, so although cleaning such a big house was a lot of work, it was just a matter of moving their hands and waving their wands.

"Harry, where's Sirius? Even though he gave you the house, where does he live?"

"He does live here, of course, but he said he had to go to a faraway place to take care of some business, so he won't be here anytime soon."

Several divisions of vixens were taken away by Dali; these little things, if used properly, can be very powerful weapons.

Even the weakest organism can be terrifying once it gains a numerical advantage.

A swarm of breadworms can eat a snake, and a colony of ants can devour an elephant.

In ancient times, "locust plague" referred to swarms of locusts that covered the sky and were extremely terrifying, leaving no vegetation in their wake.

Dudley plans to turn these vixens into a similar secret weapon—the "Vixen Calamity".

"The Black family's entire book collection is here."

One of the rooms on the second floor is a study, where the magical books collected by the Black family over the generations are stored.

For Hermione, this room was paradise.

Generally speaking, powerful magic books are protected by magic, and cannot be read without finding the corresponding way to remove the magic. However, even the most powerful magic cannot withstand the passage of time, and can easily be damaged if not properly stored.

The Hogwarts library is managed by Mrs. Pince, so all the books in the library are as good as new, even the restricted books that require professors to get permission to read.

The Black family

"Many rare copies have been damaged."

Hermione casually picked up a few books, her eyes filled with heartache as she looked at the weathered marks on many of the pages—these were all precious pieces of knowledge.

Even the sturdiest and easiest-to-preserve parchment scrolls are riddled with holes by insects.

Sirius said he gets a headache and feels sleepy whenever he sees a book, so he hasn't stepped into this room since he took over the Black family business.

Harry explained that he had only been to Black's old house once and there was nothing he could do about it.

Leaving aside the fact that Sirius Black was imprisoned in Azkaban for more than ten years, even after being acquitted, he never entered this study, let alone took the time to maintain it.

At this moment

A loud curse came from outside the door.

(End of this chapter)