Hogwarts Slytherin

"And Alphard." He turned his head to Reggie. It was hard to imagine that this formerly unruly man would have such a peaceful and nostalgic light in his eyes. "He took me to see the real Muggle world and let me know that Black still has something to offer. Those guys are so…ignorant.”

"You really love him, and your cousin, and Lucretia, I guess she's your aunt?" Reggie said in a relaxed tone as much as he could. He wasn't quite used to Sirius' current state, but he knew What does the other person need now?

"You know, sometimes I think, if it weren't for them, I don't think I would be who I am now." He showed an indifferent expression on his face, "I might be sorted into Slytherin - and then go with those crazy people Being friends and then becoming a lunatic like Rey or Bella is the most terrifying thing in the world, isn't it?"

"No," Reggie's voice was firm.

"You will still be who you are now, although you will not resist so fiercely, and you may not know James, Peter, and Remus. But I know that you will never become a supporter of blood theory, yes, because ——" At this point, Reggie paused, and Sirius himself didn't realize how surprised and expectant his eyes were.

Reggie thought of the man who was imprisoned in Azkaban for more than ten years, the man who was filled with guilt for his brother and finally chose to self-exile. He no longer hesitated, "Because you have a clear sense of justice in your heart."

Sirius smiled, but his eyes seemed a little moist, but he shook his hair to conceal it and strode forward.

When he turned around again, what Reggie saw was the familiar, disgusting, unruly smile on his face again.

Sirius had already relaxed and looked at Reggie's clothes and laughed and said, "Oh! If Lestrange sees it, I bet they will be very angry - you are really dressed like a Muggle." .”

"I think this is cool, what about you?" Reggie looked down at his clothes.

"Yes, I also think Muggle clothes are very convenient."

"You're dressed quite...ceremoniously today."

"Thanks for the compliment! But it took me less than ten seconds to just take this outfit out of the closet. It's ridiculous, right? Reggie, believe me, I'd rather wear Muggle clothes."

"No, I think it's a nice dress."

"Really?" He looked at Reggie suspiciously, knowing that he went out too hastily today and chose an old dress - it would be lucky if he wasn't embarrassed!But now, since Reggie thinks it’s pretty good?You know, after meeting James, he laughed at him for a long time.

"I'm not bored enough to lie to you."

"Then I will reluctantly believe you once. Now, go find James! Let's go!" Sirius laughed and ran, he seemed to think this was cool.

Rui Ji was also led and rarely became childish, but the two of them did not consider the danger of running in a field with so many people.

"Sorry!" The young Asian girl picked up Reggie who fell to the ground.

She wasn't much older than Reggie, or so it seemed, and she was clearly a student.At the Quidditch World Cup, you can see Quidditch enthusiasts from wizarding circles from all over the world.

"It's okay." Reggie adjusted his robe, "Sorry, I ran too fast."

When he was about to hit her, the Asian girl moved quickly and easily dodged the running Reggie.

Of course, due to inertia, he fell heavily to the ground.

"I'm sorry, I'm still very sorry, I shouldn't have avoided it." The black-haired girl said apologetically.

"It's okay." Reggie rubbed his legs and shook his head.

"Do you need magic healing?"

"No, I think I can handle it myself." Reggie declined the offer.

This is so embarrassing!Moreover, he is so strong, doesn’t he just fall? !If you can bear it, you need to use a healing spell.

"Are you Asian?" In order to avoid the other party's staring eyes, he decided to change the subject, and then felt the stupidity of the question he blurted out - isn't this an obvious fact?

"Yes." The girl hung her disheveled hair behind her ears and nodded gently, "I am a student at the Japanese Magic Institute, Yui Hata."

"Hello, I am Regis Duke, a student at Hogwarts, a British magic school." He stretched out his hand, but he quickly remembered that the Japanese custom is to ask for a bride when meeting, so he stretched out his normal hand and froze. Living.

Fortunately, Hatano Yui held his hand considerately and avoided the embarrassing scene.

After running a certain distance, Sirius realized that Reggie had not followed, so he turned back to look for him.

"This is my friend Sirius Black."

"Oh, do you support the England team?" Hatano Yui said friendly after greeting politely.

"No," Sirius blushed strangely, "Who will support the England team?! I like the Irish team. But it's a pity that it did not enter the final this time."

"So," Yui Hata said in a soft tone, "who do you think will win between Croatia and Madagascar?"

Reggie shrugged: "I don't like either team very much. Of course, I think Syria has a better chance of winning."

Hatano Yui showed a slight smile: "I think so too. I'm sorry that I have to look for my companion. I hope you are okay. I think we will meet again. Goodbye, Duke, Black. "

She left.

"Are you okay?" After Hatano Yui left, Sirius remembered to care about his good friend.

"It's okay, I just fell a little, but at least this reminds us not to run too fast."

Sirius shrugged: "This means you need to try playing Quidditch, Reggie. When there are many people like this, your flexibility will help you avoid what just happened."

"I'm good enough." Reggie didn't bother to argue with him, just reflecting that he shouldn't be so immature, but strangely, James and Sirius always seemed to have the magical ability to make people as childish as themselves.

"Quidditch is not that simple." Sirius hummed, and continued to drag him to find his good brother James.

******

"I hate Petunia Evans so much!" James complained loudly, waving his wand disguised as a disguise tube.

It seems that he also got a reminder.

"By the way," he immediately turned pitiful again, "Is it true that Lily won't come back?"

"That's right! This is the fifth time you've asked this question!" Snape said irritably.

"What? Only five times?" Reggie asked exaggeratedly.

"I also think it was more than five times, probably eight or nine times." Sirius cooperated.

James was obviously defeated by the two men who were singing in harmony.

"You! You don't understand the pain of missing me at all." He shouted angrily.

Although Snape was also very upset about Lily's departure, he still mocked: "Just to correct me, it's just you who misses you alone. Lily wishes you disappeared from the world."

"I don't believe it!" James said confidently, rolling his eyes.

Upon seeing this, Snape decided not to reason with someone who had a troll in his head.

"What are we going to do next?" Sirius asked lazily.

For a moment, everyone looked at each other and had no idea.

Peter, who was standing aside, opened his mouth and wanted to show off to his good brothers that he had learned to call upon gods to protect him.But there seemed to be some premonition that blocked his speech.

"This is a surprise." He thought, hiding it as long as possible.

"I'm hungry." Peter opened his mouth and finally said.

"It's not dinner time yet, Wormtail, you are a mouse not a pig." Sirius sneered.

"But I'm hungry, Padfoot." Peter, who had always been timid, protested in a rare voice when it came to the issue of food.

Since it's still early before the game starts, few of them have thought about what to do next. Reggie looked at it and said, "I think Peter said it, we can go get something to eat first, Siri?"

"Siri?" James was a little confused at first, but he quickly reacted.He held his stomach and laughed crazily. His wild laughter made the wizards around him cast puzzled looks.

And Sirius' eyes seemed to be about to cast several Cruciatus Curses on him, oh yes, and Reggie, and the instigator.

Alphard, who was yawning in his tent, suddenly sneezed.

"Man, I finally know why you didn't let us know your nickname." James gasped a few times to avoid dying from laughter, "If my nickname was this, I would rather pull out all my hair! Hahahahaha—— ” He started laughing uncontrollably again.

"James Potter! Shut up!" Sirius pounced on him, and the two of them started to struggle on the spot. Anthony applauded enthusiastically, hoping that they would fight harder.

Others stood aside and watched the two fighting. Even Remus just smiled helplessly and did not step forward to stop them.

It ended with both men messing up the other's hair - James having the upper hand in this, and Sirius grabbing at his long hair in an imageless attempt to restore its original appearance.

"Come here." Marlene raised her chin to him. If it weren't for the Ministry of Magic officials patrolling, he would have used magic spells to tidy up his hair.

Because Lily left temporarily and Amelia had something to do, she ended up hanging out with this group of people.

Sirius didn't know what she was going to do, but he still bent down and put his head in front of her.

"You need to comb it with a comb. Have you never combed your hair?" Marlene combed his hair with her fingers and couldn't help but feel glad that he had washed it.

"You're not using a comb either."

"Because I usually use magic spells to comb my hair!" Marlene said confidently.

"Me too."

The messy-haired boy James looked at her movements curiously and scratched his hair.

"Why is my hair still so messy even if I comb it every day?" he asked in confusion.

"Are you sure you call combing your hair a few times with your fingers?" Marlene said harshly.

"Then what are you doing?" James said, blinking innocently.

"Shut up!" A few syllables burst from her lips, and James wisely accepted her offer.

"Hey, Marlene! You hurt me," Sirius said half-jokingly.

"Take care of your hair yourself."

"Oh! No-"

"Then shut up." Marlene combed Sirius's hair, and by the time it was over, most wizards had already started making dinner.

Marlene sniffed and smelled the aroma and said, "Have you prepared dinner? Why don't you go to my tent to eat."

"What do you think?" Sirius said.

So everyone rushed to the McKinnon family's tent.

Mr. McKinnon was making a fire outside the tent with a confused look on his face, while Mrs. McKinnon stood giggling.

"Hey! Marlene, are these your friends?" Mrs. McKinnon greeted enthusiastically, shaking the "Daily Prophet" in her hand.

"Hello, madam!" the boys said in unison, they still knew what to say on any occasion.

Of course, if they dared wink at Mrs. MacKinnon, she would jinx them.

"Dad, what are you doing? Shouldn't you light the firewood with a match now?" Marlene said matter-of-factly, and Mrs. McKinnon laughed so hard that she burst into tears.

"God! You wizards can't live without magic!"

Mr. MacKinnon wiped his hands in embarrassment, and the children looked at each other not knowing what they should do next.

"Can I try something else?" said Mr. MacKinnon softly, cautiously, timidly, continuing to rub his hands together.

"Marlene told me you can't use magic spells, but are you the kind of person who follows the rules?" Mrs. McKinnon pushed up her glasses and asked in a weird tone.

"I guess I am," said Mr. MacKinnon nervously, picking up and putting down the camouflage tube at his side.

"It's not that you can't use magic spells, it's mainly because officials from the Ministry of Magic are patrolling." Marlene explained at the side.

"Oh, it's just a group of chattering wizards. We live in the deepest part of the camp, and no one will come here to patrol. Besides, if you continue to insist on making fires, we can wait to starve to death here."

"We are wizards, mother. Who can guarantee that those guys didn't place traces in the camp?"

"Oh, Marlene, it wasn't that long ago that your dad was using magic spells to build tents."

Marlene swallowed.

"Mrs. MacKinnon is right," James said animatedly.

"We don't need to be afraid of those Ministry of Magic officials. Eating is the most important thing!"

"I'm not afraid of those officials!" Marlene said angrily, "I'm just worried that my wand will be confiscated!"

"So you can practice wandless spells, right?" Sirius gloated.

Marlene rolled her eyes and said, "Sounds good." She didn't have high hopes for the success of making a fire the Muggle way.

"The flames are blazing!" She waved the camouflage pipe in her hand, and the firewood was successfully ignited. She looked around and found no Ministry of Magic officials.

"It's hot now, dear Mr. MacKinnon, what are you going to do to entertain your dear friends?"

"Uh, maybe, do you like roast goose?" Old MacKinnon asked stammering. He usually only showed off his cooking skills in front of his family - strictly speaking, his proficiency in housework spells. Suddenly A visiting group of boys made him feel uncomfortable.

The boys looked at each other, and Sirius nodded quickly while covering James' mouth with Remus.

"I like it very much! Sir."