Hogwarts: What bad intentions could a little badger have?

Rebecca's luggage was just a small backpack.

In addition to a few sets of clothes, the backpack also contained a small orange cat and a magical animal translator.

When Rebecca walked out of the door, Black was waiting for her.

On the afternoon when Rebecca controlled Obscurus, Sirius immediately pulled Amelia over and adopted Rebecca through formal channels with his Muggle identity.

But Amelia was really busy recently. After meeting Rebecca, she hurried back to the Ministry of Magic.

Since Sirius agreed to help Amelia, Rebecca had to go home with Black temporarily.

Rebecca had no objection to this and was even very happy.

Because Sirius is her cousin, but in fact, for Rebecca, she just met him today, and she is still very reserved when getting along with him...

Compared with Black, a peer who has always cared about her, Rebecca is still more willing to go with Black.

So, in the end, things turned out like this...

"Brother Black, I can go now." Rebecca stood in front of Black with her backpack on her back.

The little orange cat poked its head out of Rebecca's backpack and meowed at Black.

"Okay, let's wait in the yard first. Let's say goodbye to Lady Marianne first, and then leave." Black said.

Lady Marianne is still handling some follow-up procedures after Rebecca's adoption, and has not returned yet.

Rebecca nodded obediently and sat on the bench in the yard with Black.

Suddenly, an owl descended from the sky and dropped a letter into Black's hand.

Rebecca watched curiously as Black fed the owl a cookie.

She had long heard that wizards used owls to send letters to each other. However, this was the first time she had seen it in real life.

Black opened the letter and saw that it was from Cassandra, who wanted to invite Black to her home for two days.

Obviously, she wanted to take this opportunity to ease the relationship between her father and Black...

Black curled his lips, feeling a little reluctant. Mr. Wally was too much of a daughter's slave, and he never had a good face for him.

But...Mrs. Wally was very reasonable.

He looked at Rebecca next to him, then took out a pen and wrote a reply on the back of the letter.

The gist of it is that he is busy with some things recently and has no time for the time being...

He is not lying. He is really busy recently. First he is looking for Horcruxes, saving Harry, and then saving an Obscurial.

By the way, he also promised to take Rebecca to Diagon Alley. How can he have time to go to Cassandra's house now?

Let's go there when we have the chance... Then we will meet that old Den again!

After writing the reply, Black folded the letter paper.He stood up and handed it back to the owl.

The owl had just finished eating a small cookie, and when it saw the reply, it picked it up and flew into the sky...

"That's great..." Rebecca said softly as she watched the owl gradually shrink.

Having seen so much magic, her longing for the magic world has become very high.

"Do you like it? How about I take you to buy one when we go to Diagon Alley? By then, you can use the owl to send me letters at any time." Black smiled.

"Well... or, I still don't want an owl." Rebecca hesitated.

"Hmm? What's wrong? Why is this?"

"I...Brother Black, I don't want to be too far away from you...It's best to see you every day, then, there will be no need for an owl..."

"Aha! Silly girl! I can't take you everywhere with me. Besides, when Sirius and the others have time, don't you want to go home?" Black rubbed Rebecca's little head.

Rebecca turned her head and looked away, and her mood instantly became much lower. "I...I don't have a home anymore..."

That's right, Brother Black is not hers, how could he coax her every day...

A good man like Brother Black must be liked by many people. The more Rebecca thought about it, the more confused she felt.

"Ding! Extremely disappointed emotions detected!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining a golden treasure chest!"

Black couldn't help scratching his head. Obviously, this was the treasure chest contributed by Rebecca, and... he obviously said the wrong thing.

After lamenting that Rebecca was better at dropping treasure chests than Hermione, Black said, "Actually... well... I think it's a bit inappropriate for Sirius to be your guardian. As a grown man, it may be difficult for him to understand a girl's mind. How about you come to our house? In my family, Aunt Ariana and Sister Nagini are all women, and you must have a lot of common topics."

"Your family?! Okay! Okay!" Rebecca nodded immediately.

"Ding! Joyful emotions detected!"

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for getting a gold treasure chest!"

"Ah?" Blake was stunned. This was too quick to agree... Moreover, this emotional fluctuation was too big...

However, Blake didn't think there was anything wrong. After all, if there was a little witch who knew nothing at home, he could always brush the treasure chest.

Although Cassandra and Hermione could also produce good treasure chests, they had been with him for too long and had seen too many magical things. As a result, ordinary miracles were no longer enough to cause them to have violent emotional fluctuations...

Rebecca was more cost-effective...

Besides, Rebecca didn't have any daughter-slave relatives now, like Sirius, who should agree with his suggestion.

Then Blake briefly introduced RebeccaAbout her current family background.

"Ah? So you are living in the headmaster's house now?"

"Well, for some special reasons, I was actually adopted by Professor Dumbledore."

Rebecca saw that Black didn't seem to want to say more about this matter, so she didn't continue to ask. Instead, she led the topic back to Diagon Alley.

Black was moved again, how well-behaved this girl was. If he didn't want to say it, she really wouldn't ask, and would change the topic herself.

"Have you packed everything?" Lady Marianne came over with a suitcase.

"Yes, ma'am, I'm ready." Rebecca stood up and said.

"Well... good boy, take good care of yourself in the future... These are some clothes I prepared for you. I saw that you like to wear this type of clothes, so I went to buy some. I just hope you like it."

"Thank you! Lady Marianne! You are so kind!" Rebecca happily took the suitcase.

"Then, let's go. I'll write to you often."

In order to let Rebecca not miss the scenery along the way, Blake stopped a taxi.

Intended to take a taxi directly to the Leaky Cauldron.

When Blake and Rebecca got in the car, Blake suddenly realized that the taxi driver was the same taxi driver who told him about Rebecca.

"Aha! Child, it's you! Oh, and...ah..." The taxi driver immediately found Rebecca.

Seeing Rebecca's eyes now regained their spirit, the taxi driver immediately understood.

Obviously, the little girl is fine, and it seems that she should have been successfully adopted.

"Ah, Mr. Driver! I met you again! What a fate."

"Do you know each other?" Rebecca asked curiously.

"Of course! In fact, I know you because of this driver..."

"Great! I like to see a happy ending! I won't charge you this time!" The taxi driver said happily.

"No, how can we ride in your car for free?"

"It's not a free ride, kid, you have already paid the fare, right? You gave me a good mood for the whole day! You know, good mood doesn't come every day..."

...

"Ah..." Cassandra lay on her desk, feeling very melancholy.

She looked at the letter in her hand again, and then sighed deeply.

"Baby, what's wrong with you?" Mrs. Volley stood at the door, looking at her baby daughter with a little worry.

"No... nothing..." Cassandra said listlessly.

"Merlin, you look like a daffodil without water, almost wilting..." Mrs. Volley walked into Cassandra's room.

"Mom..." Cassandra opened her arms and hugged herself's mother. "Tell me, is Black angry? I wanted to invite him to our house for two days... He would never refuse before, but now he tells me he's busy..."

"Black is a good kid, baby, he won't be angry with you."

"Then why doesn't he want to come?"

"I think he must be really busy."

Cassandra sighed again, "It's all Dad's fault, he always treats Black like that... If I were Black, I wouldn't want to come either..."

"I'll have a good talk with your dad. You... don't stay in your room all the time, let's go out for a walk, how about going to Diagon Alley?" Mrs. Wally looked at Cassandra, and suddenly smiled and said, "My baby girl, you've grown up a lot, I think it's time to buy you some new size clothes."

"Mom..." Cassandra blushed and covered her chest.

"Oh, don't be shy, baby, this is very normal, you are still growing, right? Let's go, let's go to Diagon Alley."

"I still won't go..."

"Go, my little baby... What if Black happens to be in Diagon Alley?"

"I... I won't go..." Cassandra was not so determined this time.

Mrs. Wally said: "Okay, then I will go by myself. If I see Black, I will say hello to him for you."

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"Wait! Then... Then I... I will go for a walk reluctantly... Don't think too much, I... I don't want to see that guy..."

Mrs. Wally: "Ah, right, right..."

...

Diagon Alley, Black, who was completely unaware of the danger, just walked into the Leaky Cauldron with Rebecca.

"This is a wizard bar. Only people with magic can see the sign of the Leaky Cauldron... and this is the entrance to Diagon Alley."

While introducing Rebecca, Black walked into this historic wizard bar.

Rebecca looked around curiously at the wizards who were dressed completely differently from the Muggles.

For Rebecca, these wizards dressed strangely were still a little scary.

She couldn't help but move closer to Black.

"Merlin! It's Black Green!" An old wizard ran over and extended his hand enthusiastically to shake hands with Black.

"Um... hello." Black was also slightly stunned.

At this time, the entire Leaky Cauldron became chaotic immediately with the shout of the old wizard.

People came up one after another, vying to shake hands and talk with Blake...

Rebecca looked at this scene in shock. If she hadn't held Blake's sleeve tightly, she would have been squeezed out...

Blake was sweating profusely.I just remembered that now, he is already a very famous figure in the wizarding world.

The two Order of Merlin medals alone are enough to make him go down in the history of magic...

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Not to mention the spells and potions he invented, who knows how many people they saved.

Plus, Grindelwald instructed the Daily Prophet to write articles to Black to promote them for a long time...

So, strictly speaking, his fame at this time is even greater than that of the savior Harry Potter.

Therefore, as soon as he entered the door, he was surrounded...

Before, Black used the dimensional gate to travel directly, so he basically had never encountered such a situation, so he neglected this point.

"Everyone, calm down! Black must have something else to do, why don't you disperse and let this kid do his own thing." Tom, the owner of the Leaky Cauldron, said loudly while standing on a chair.

Blake keenly noticed that Hannah was wiping a cup on the counter behind Tom and smiling at him.

Then, it took Blake and Rebecca a long time to get out of the Leaky Cauldron and come to Diagon Alley...

Although the "fan meeting" just now made Blake happy to brush a wave of treasure chests, but... that feeling is really hard to describe.

I can only say that it is painful and happy...

"Hannah, thank you, if you hadn't asked Tom to help, we wouldn't be able to get out until now." Blake said gratefully.

"You're welcome, Blake... By the way, I'm looking forward to the trip next month." Hannah said with a smile.

"Of course, after I finish this month, I'll meet on time next month." Blake is also looking forward to the trip next month.

"Well... It seems that you have made new friends?" Hannah turned her eyes to Rebecca.

"Yes, this is Rebecca Black, um... she just awakened her magic not long ago, and she comes from the same place as me."

"Oh... so that's it." Hannah knew what Black meant by coming from the same place, that is, this girl came from the orphanage where Black was born.

"Hello, Rebecca, I'm Hannah, Hannah Abbott, Black's classmate. I think you should be able to call me senior soon." Hannah smiled and stretched out her right hand to Rebecca.

Rebecca stretched out her hand and shook Hannah, "Hello, senior Hannah... I'm sorry, I... I don't understand a lot of things, and this is my first time in Diagon Alley today. So, if I say something wrong or do something wrong in the future..."

"Don't worry, Rebecca, in fact, there are many young wizards from the Muggle world every year, you will soon adapt to the life in the wizarding world, and don't you have Black to help you?" Hannah finally mentioned it casually.

“By the way… Rebecca, where do you live now?”

“Oh… I live in Black’s house now.” Rebecca told the truth.

“Bang…” The wine glass in Hannah’s hand fell to the ground and broke into pieces…

“Oh… Sorry. Restored to its original state!” Hannah calmly took out her wand and pointed at the wine glass, and the wine glass immediately returned to its original state.

“Well… No one should have seen it…” Hannah seemed to look around with a guilty conscience.

In Diagon Alley, it is still no problem for young wizards to use magic, of course, provided that no one else sees it.

“Well… I wish you all a good time today. I still have work to do in the Leaky Cauldron…” Hannah said, and before Black could speak, she ran back to the Leaky Cauldron and died.