"Tonight is my birthday party. If you leave, you won't be able to blow out the candles with me. I don't want to have friends come to celebrate my birthday only to have to leave before even staying at home for a few minutes.

Already."

"Harry, that elf..." Blake frowned and couldn't help but remind him again.

"I know it's the Malfoy elf, but what does it matter?"

Harry Potter nodded quickly and replied firmly.

"I believe Draco, he is not the kind of person you said. Besides, he is already my first friend in the wizarding world and my best friend in Hogwarts. If I don't have him on my birthday,

I will feel very sorry for you."

"Even...he is a Slytherin?"

As if something suddenly occurred to him, Sirius Black said in a leisurely tone.

Harry turned his head and looked at his godfather, who was half a head taller than him, and mustered up the courage to respond seriously.

"No matter what house he is from, a friend is a friend. Slytherin, Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw...it doesn't matter which house he is in. This is what the eldest sister has always said, and it is also

Something we’ve always believed in.”

"……alright, I got it."

Sirius Black raised his eyebrows and glanced at Harry's green eyes.

"You are really the son of Lily and James. You are exactly the same as your parents. You have inherited all the advantages of your father and mother's characters...James will definitely be proud of you, and you will surpass you."

Father’s.”

"As for you, kid...you just said that you escaped secretly?"

Sirius turned his head, looked at Draco who was standing next to Harry, and pursed his lips.

A kid who ran away from an ancient wizarding family that upheld the concept of pure blood. Why did this script sound so exciting and familiar to him? He always felt like he had seen it somewhere before. He was indeed his nephew.

What?

If you think about it carefully, because you insisted on being friends with Potter, Lily, and Lupine, you had to completely break with your family in the end, and even your name was removed from the family tapestry by your gentle and lovely old mother. Isn't this the kind of person you are?

?

Sirius Black had a thoughtful look in his eyes and looked at Draco standing in front of him.

In this case, why not... just help him again.

"Malfoy, um, I mean Draco," Sirius Black paused for two seconds and asked seriously, "After tonight's dinner, Harry will stay at my house for a while. If you

If you don’t know how to go home and face Lucius’s stinky face at the moment, why not… consider hiding in the old house where your mother once lived for a while?”

You know, the house located at 12 Grimmauld Place has almost all the confidentiality measures known to the wizarding world.

It cannot be plotted on the map, and a house number invisibility spell has been cast. Except for the door that can be entered, all the windows have been solidified and transferred to seal off the external intrusion channels.

In other words, except for the Black family, almost no one can visit.

Sirius Black smacked his lips, holding the two boys' shoulders and walking towards the living room downstairs with excitement on his face.

If Lucius Malfoy found out that his son suddenly ran away from home and disappeared into an unknown corner of the world, his expression would be quite wonderful - just thinking about it makes people full of expectations.

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