[HP] Disappearing Cat Raccoon

"Don't act like you're mentally retarded, don't act like... well, you've been in prison for ten years before you came out, but you're definitely not allowed to say things like 'Muggle stuff is so funny', or I'll strike."

After I said the last word, the two young masters... Forget it, let's stop playing this joke, the godfather and godson immediately stood up and nodded, and then Sirius smiled when we were going out: "Would you like to try me? motorcycle?"

"No need, three people, there's no place to put it after you buy it, unless you want Harry to walk home."

With a blank face, I tightened my scarf a little more: "Don't remind me that there is such a thing as a shrinking spell. Driving a motorcycle in such a cold weather is killing me, or you want me to strike."

"..."

I think the word strike is a big killer, no wonder the French like strikes so much... um, am I hacking something? Forget it is not important.

After walking into the supermarket, Sirius still showed an expression of "Oh my God, Muggles are so great". Looking at the goods on the shelves, he almost showed the feeling of worship: "Can we all take it?"

"Take it, at the end, pay."

"It's okay, I have money."

"Then you have to buy it first and then study it."

I forcefully pulled Sirius back from the various daily necessities, swept a lot of detergent, rags, mops and brushes into the cart, and pushed the cart to the food area, and threw a lot of Potatoes, tomatoes, mushrooms, and frozen meat.

"Is there a Freezing Charm in that cabinet in your house?"

"Yes, don't worry, it's absolutely clean and durable."

I glanced at him and motioned for Harry to bring in two bags of frozen vegetables.

Green peppers, red peppers and yellow peppers, onions, corn, broccoli, I nodded with satisfaction, and went to the kitchen utensils side to pound a bunch of pots and pans into the cart.

"Irina..."

"what?"

"No, nothing."

Harry shook his head obediently, feeling that his sister was strong enough to be a mother: "What else do you want to buy?"

"Flour, oil, salt, vinegar, sugar, kitchen wine, onion, ginger, and garlic, shampoo, facial cleanser, conditioner, body wash, dear Harry, remember to respect Mrs. Weasley in the future."

After I finished shopping and settled the bill, I asked Sirius to put this pile of things in a bag with a Shrinking Charm and go back to 12 Grimmauld Place, and put everything in the kitchen by category and instantly make the original empty. The kitchen has become quite crowded. Then……

"Okay, don't hang around, go out and buy a Christmas tree."

I looked at a **** dog and a small reindeer lying on the sofa that didn't want to move, and without hesitation I pulled the collars of the two of them: "Come on, don't do this today..."

"You go on strike."

Sirius said angrily, with a bit of resignation in his voice: "Okay, let Harry take a break..."

"You've become smaller and lighter, what else is he tired of?"

"Mental tired."

"..."

I put on a hat I just bought and was speechless: "How will Harry go shopping with his girlfriend in the future?"

"That's different, Irina."

Sirius obviously struggled for a while before stepping out of the gate of 12 Grimmauld Place again: "Shopping with my sister and shopping with my girlfriend are completely different attitudes."

"Like?"

"For example, with my sister, even if you are a cow or a horse, you have to endure until the end, and with your girlfriend..."

I watched Sirius suddenly get stuck, twitched the corners of my mouth and put on a mask: "Come on, single dog."

"I'm not single, you know that the girl who chased me at school can go around Hogwarts."

"And now they're all married and have kids, maybe they'll go to Hogwarts too."

"..."

I think my words are so deadly that when the Christmas tree and all kinds of pendants on it are brought back, the **** dog is still floating like an out-of-body spirit, which makes Harry a little confused.

"Irina, what happened?"

"It's nothing, I said that the girl who chased him back then married and had children, maybe it was your classmate."

I shrugged and gave Harry a helpless look: "I think you're almost at rest, we need to decorate this Christmas tree now."

"Oh no……"

The tree that Sirius and I chose was not big, or could only occupy a small corner. But even that was tiring enough—we couldn't use magic, and this kind of tiredness was all the more resentful.

"Didn't you use magic at first?"

"But I could fool around then, but not now."

I rolled my eyes at Sirius, hung up the last little colorful ball and slumped on the sofa: "Okay, I'll go and cook after a break."

"Would you like me to come..."

"No, I don't need to be busy with what I do today, just leave it alone."

I put the marinated steak on the tin foil, tossed the mushrooms, onions and butter in it and threw it straight into the oven, then lay on the sofa and threw the five-three to Harry to read to me.

"121 AD..."

"The first giant war broke out, which lasted three years, and then the giants were cut into a few species by wizards."

"Garon..."

"In 363 AD, Gringotts was founded, bartering into currency, creating the goblin economy. Seriously, this stuff isn't in the hands of the Ministry of Magic, and I really wonder how they sleep."

"The Muggle Protection Act?"

"This thing is now used to protect wizards, ordinary people and wizards have the same obligation and full power, and wizards who kill ordinary people will be punished like killing wizards, marking a further fusion between ordinary people and wizards. But at the same time It also laid the foundation for the future war between ordinary people and wizards, and was later used as a criminal evidence by the Holy See to sentence wizards."

"Irina, do you really need me to answer the question?"

"Who asked you to give me a history of magic, and something else."

Sirius couldn't help laughing at the side, then coughed twice and said, "If you can't use magic, then let's talk about Transfiguration Gamp..."

"There are five exceptions to Gamp's transformation. Food, intelligence, enchanted items, knowledge, and less is more. But in my opinion, it is impossible to change a girlfriend or something, and it is even more difficult for the hairline."

"..."

Harry covered his hair and looked at his sister with a look of horror on his face. Sirius fell directly on the sofa, expressing that he had been stabbed again. Isn't this something from the sixth grade? How could she know now!

Alas, how invincible is, how lonely.

After I finished memorizing it, I dragged three steaks out of the oven, poured a little black pepper sauce on them, and distributed them to the two poor people who were stunned by me. Harry walked past me. When I felt something, I reached out and grabbed him.

"Irina, what's wrong?"

"Harry."

I stared at his green eyes. Our two eyes are really similar, and it looks like they are related by blood. But now...

"Are you taller than me?"

Earlier today, I found that looking at him seems to be looking up slightly, but now it's just to confirm. Sirius, who was sitting on the side, jumped up suddenly, looking very excited: "Harry, turn around and let me take a look."

I stood up straight against Harry's back, Sirius stepped forward and put his hands on the top of our heads, and I personally felt that he was pressing me a little harder.

uh, force?

I pushed my neck up, he was pushing back, I pushed it, he...

"Sirius, don't press me so hard!"

Harry growled.

Sirius and I obediently ended the fight, pulled down my hair and concluded that Harry was indeed a little taller than me.

It's about half a centimeter, but it's definitely taller than me.

I touched my chin and looked at Harry, who was laughing from ear to ear, and suddenly remembered that he had said before that "the happiest day of my life was when I was taller than Irina", so...

"Go back to Hogwarts and ask Professor Lupin to use a Dementor for you to see if you can release the Patronus? Didn't you say that the happiest time is when you are taller than me."

"That, this, Irina, hehe, wait a minute?"

I rolled my eyes and sat back, then sliced ​​a steak and put it in my mouth.

Ah, delicious.

I used to make this dish often and got used to the taste. But looking at Harry and Sirius eating more cheerfully, I guess it might be because this dish doesn't require washing up.

"By the way, do you still want to come here during the summer vacation?"

"Can you?"

"Sure, I know Harry, you need to stay at your aunt's place for two weeks before you come to 12 Grimmauld Place?"

"Great, there's nothing better than this."

Just don't touch Sirius' **** portrait. I murmured, stabbed the mushrooms with a fork and threw it in my mouth: "I'd better live at the Leaky Cauldron, I feel like John wants to keep the bar for me."

"I remember there should be a Quidditch World Cup this summer, in England."

I looked at Sirius with a sly smile on his face: "Harry will live in Grimmauld Place, aren't you going to come over? You know this is the Quidditch World Cup in England, and even bar owners choose to go there. on site."

"you are vicious."

I shrugged, and after eating the last piece of onion, I carefully wrapped the rest of the soup in tinfoil and threw it into the trash.

"Of course."

Harry twitched the corners of his mouth and looked at the back of his sister returning to the room. He couldn't help but poked his godfather: "Sirius, if Irina comes over to live, wouldn't it be better for me to stay by my side?"

"Why?"

Why else! The awakened consciousness of the opposite **** told him that if he was not here, the two would most likely demolish the house!

Wait, it doesn't seem like there's a connection between the two? Forget it, just pretend he didn't say anything anyway.

I had a pretty happy Christmas, and when I left, I opened the curtain of Sirius's **** portrait under the disapproving eyes of the two, and then folded my hands at her under her curse, and bowed. bowed.

"I don't have anything to wish for, and I don't think of anything nice, so I wish you an early death and an early death."

"..."

No, wait, she is indeed dead!

"puff."

Sirius couldn't help laughing directly, and with Walburga Black's stunned expression, he swiped down her curtains: "Let's go dear, let's go to the station together."

As we said goodbye he put his hands on our shoulders and said something in Harry's ear that I couldn't hear, but when he turned to me I felt he seemed a little hesitant, and at last he leaned over and whispered to me. Say sorry, and then say thank you again.

"Why thank you."

I turned my head to look into his dark eyes, feeling a little amused: "You don't need to say thank you to me."

"Yes, thank you, Irina."

Then he pressed his forehead against mine, and his warm breath sprayed on my face, with his unique closeness and blessing. Before I could feel it for a while, Sirius withdrew his hand and pushed the two of us onto the train with a little force to the sound of the departure whistle.

"See you in summer!"

He laughed and waved at us, attracting the attention of others and waving even more vigorously: "Remember to write a letter."

"Definitely."

Harry and I spoke in unison, then smiled and waved to him as well.

"Irina, I suddenly feel like I have a place to call home. It's not that the Leaky Cauldron is not good enough, but it's real, it can be said that I can go home as smoothly as I can go back to Hogwarts."

"Yes, I think so too."

Although Sirius insisted on calling the house 12 Grimmauld Place, Harry and I both felt the same way.

Next time we talk about going home, we really have a home.

The author has something to say:

I feel like this chapter should be released, I feel uncomfortable when I hold back... I can't save the manuscript because of my own hands [Angry clapping on the back of the hand

Irina: Good morning then...

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