After hearing Draco's thoughts, everyone couldn't sit still.

The atmosphere downstairs wasn't very good. After all, Snape couldn't communicate properly with the stupid dog no matter how many times he tried. Before, they could barely coexist peacefully even if they didn't see each other for a whole morning or afternoon.

But today, Sirius insisted on coming over in the morning, saying that today was the most important day for Harry and as Harry's dog godfather, he must be with him from morning to night.

Yes, the Dog Godfather, although Harry preferred the Snake King who raised him.

But for five years, Sirius had been persistent in caring about him and had kept his promise to see a psychiatrist, yes, a psychiatrist.

Draco always thought that his uncle must be a little sick because he was crazy. But when he was taken to the Muggle hospital for a checkup, it was found that he did have some psychological problems. If the director of the Muggle hospital had not been a Squib and had some cooperation with the Malfoy family, Sirius would have been taken to a mental hospital long ago.

Considering that he spoke incoherently in front of the doctor and claimed to be a wizard while holding chopsticks.

Harry had initially been considerate of Snape's feelings and had refused to acknowledge Sirius as his godfather, and even Draco refused to call him uncle. Later, no one knew what Sirius and Snape had talked about.

In the end, Harry got a dog godfather thanks to Sirius's persistence and Snape's acquiescence, but when he turned back into a human, he was just Sirius.

How do you communicate with a dog? Draco and Snape invented a potion that allows people to talk normally to others while in the Animagus state.

Draco's wild idea led Snape to discover that the effect of the injection was much better than drinking it, lasting a month, while drinking it only lasted a week. (Snape holding the syringe with a sinister smile.jpg)

Lily even wrote to Snape to ask if there were any side effects. If not, she actually agreed with the injection method. As for Potter's opinion... is it important?

That was why Snape could tolerate Sirius appearing in his sight occasionally. But not now! This idiot with a brain full of slugs! Chattering beside him!

"Hey, Severus, do you think Harry would like the gift I gave him? Oh, and if you don't mind, I really wish he would call me godfather instead of Sirius."

Sirius sat on the sofa, fidgeting like he had ADHD, and kept glancing upstairs. "Hey, do you think Harry and Draco would be surprised to see me? Why doesn't Draco want to call me uncle? Were you the one who said something bad about me in front of them, old... Snape?" He muttered, looking at Snape with suspicion as he spoke.

Veins bulged on Snape's forehead. He gritted his teeth and resisted the urge to draw his wand and give Sirius an unforgivable punishment. Considering that today was Harry's birthday, he forced a stiff smile.

"Well, Severus is okay, Snape is fine. If I heard correctly, you want to talk about the old bat, right? I'm not like some people. I don't enjoy complaining." Snape obviously felt some subtle voices. He adjusted his posture to make himself look helpless from behind, but with a nasty smile on his face.

"Apparently the only lesson you learn from these five years is that you never learn anything."

Before Sirius could register what it meant, he heard a cry of surprise from upstairs, followed by hurried footsteps.

Sirius's face was still distorted. He was dazed by his beloved nephew and godson and was pushed away. He looked at Snape sneered at him in the midst of the two children's care and concern. His slow brain finally received the signal.

Sirius slammed the table and was about to point at this cunning Slytherin snake to expose his disguise, when he saw two children dressed like princes looking at him with disapproval and a hint of disappointment. After all, from their perspective, they could only see Sirius with a distorted face and talking aggressively to his godfather.

And their godfather, who was not good at speaking, was taciturn, occasionally sharp-tongued but very gentle, and was powerless, lowered his head in dejection.

Draco and Harry's imagination:

Sirius (with a fierce look): Today is my godson's birthday. I'm Harry's godfather. You poor little thing, do you know what first come first served means? Don't interrupt us being intimate, or I'll hang you up!

Snape (weak and pitiful): But I am the one who has always taken care of Harry, you stupid dog (disguising himself with a sharp tongue)!

Sirius (with a distorted expression): What did you say!

Actually:

Sirius (laughing foolishly): Sev, can you please let Harry call me godfather? It would be nice if Draco could call me that too. Blah blah blah blah, you haven't said anything bad about me, have you? (He wants to call me a nickname, but remembers Snape's excellent acupuncture skills, so he swallows it down, causing his expression to twist)

Snape (full of sarcasm) (feeling the cubs approaching): Just wait and see, I'll teach you a lesson. (Instant change of expression) (with forbearance and strength)

Snape's inner thoughts: What can you use to fight me, you stupid dog (→_→).

Sirius was speechless for a long time facing the gazes of the two children. He squatted there sadly and turned back into an Animagus, with his back to Snape and the two children, exuding a gloomy aura. Woo woo woo... Cunning Slytherin woo woo woo... Next time I will definitely woo woo woo... defeat you!

Snape coughed lightly and picked up his teacup to cover his upturned mouth. "Ah, today is another happy day. A beautiful day, starting with the persecution of Sirius."

Lucius, who had watched the entire process from the sidelines, twitched his lips slightly. "Don't be so ridiculous, Sirius! Is the Black heir so clueless? How many times has this happened? He's always been defeated miserably by Sev, and hasn't he learned his lesson?"

Is this some kind of taste he doesn't understand? Sev was the same, teasing the dog, ah, teasing Sirius so happily... "You two are indeed a little ambiguous." Lucius muttered to himself, then he realized what he had said and couldn't help but fall into a daze.

"Dad, Dad!" It was Draco's cry that brought Lucius back to his senses. He threw away the inappropriate thought just now, thinking that he was overthinking it, and simply put it behind his mind. He first gave Harry and Draco a kiss on the cheek, and looked at his two children carefully.

They were dressed alike today: white short-sleeved shirts paired with jeweled bolo ties in the color of their respective eyes, light brown vests, and knee-length suit pants. Both wore white, one-shoulder capes, their movements shimmering with the faintest glint of starlight. Lucius saw the two little ones' expectant gazes, and he understood.

He skillfully began to praise the two children from head to toe, making the two young boys so happy that they felt embarrassed.

Then he took their hands and walked towards the restaurant skillfully, ignoring the black mass on the ground. Harry hesitated and patted the black dog's head gently. Before Sirius could be happy, he heard Harry's instructions,

"Don't do this next time. Don't take advantage of Sev's softness and always bully Sev, Sirius." Sirius felt like he was about to break... Wuwuwu, cunning Slytherin...

In the end, Sirius would still go to the dinner table dejectedly. After all, there was no place for him in this family, he sighed with feigned deepness. But no one paid him any attention. The only one who might pay attention was Harry, who was discussing with Draco what products the Geminis had developed this year, their projected profits, and whether they needed to expand.

That's right, even though the Weasleys had made a lot of money in recent years by collaborating with Malfoy to introduce Muggle businesses, the Weasley twins remained true to their roots and, with Draco and Harry's sponsorship, opened a new Weasley's Joke Shop in Diagon Alley. At just 13 years old, they became one, oh no, two, incredibly wealthy business owners.

Arthur would wake up laughing in his dreams. His eldest son Bill was valued by Mr. Malfoy for his efforts in the cooperation between Malfoy and Weasley, and now he has become the head of multinational business. He is the one who is in charge of opening stores and introducing the wizarding world in France.

The second son, Charlie, didn't have big ambitions, but he was fascinated by dragons and went to Romania to raise them. The third son, Percy, had his sights set on the Ministry of Magic. Mr. Malfoy, the elder, was very interested in this rare Weasley family member and would teach Percy about politics whenever he had time, which often made Arthur very angry.

Sirius listened for a long time and found that he actually began to not understand. What funds and stocks? These were the words that two 11-year-old children could say. He felt that his nephew and godson had lost all the vitality of children because of Lucius.

He muttered quietly, and Snape heard it clearly. Snape rarely looked up from his potion book and looked at Sirius with disdain. "What if everyone is as idle as you?"

Snape pointed to the breakfast on the table, "It's air-shipped from France every day," and pointed to Harry and Draco who were looking over, "Did you see the clothes your nephew and godson are wearing? They are made by the best masters, and they are worth this much," he opened his hands.

"5, 500 gold Galleons?" Sirius felt that he could barely afford it. After all, all the Black family's property was in his hands. A mere 500 Galleons was enough for him to change one every day.

"5 Galleons." Snape calmly drank his tea and continued to look down at his potion book. "Only for this day."

Sirius couldn't believe it. He calculated Draco and Harry's different clothes every day and the top-notch gourmet meals. He sadly realized that if he didn't have an income, he really couldn't afford to support two children. One could barely support him, but two would be more than twice as much. You have to take into account the boys' excessive energy, and the expenses would be several times higher.

"Wait, are the Malfoys already this rich?" Sirius was shocked. After all, there were more than just two people at Malfoy Manor. Not to mention, Mr. Malfoy was incredibly generous to his friends and allies. He knew that Ginny had received a tiara from Narcissa for her birthday, supposedly from the Muggle Queen's collection. Its value was beyond measure.