Vernon Dursley's cheek twitched and he was about to refuse.
"Of course! And I will cook the dinner. This is what I learned at Hogwarts."
Before Uncle Vernon could finish speaking, Harry nodded quickly and agreed.
He knew very well that if Sirius Black left at this time, the cake and birthday party in the evening might all turn into bubbles - Uncle Vernon might thank him for not saying bad things about them, but he would never give him too much
What a good look.
Besides, in Harry's opinion, the Dursleys' plan to entertain the Masons did not conflict with his birthday.
"That's great! I haven't had Hogwarts food in a while."
Upon hearing Harry's answer, Sirius Black's face brightened significantly and he said excitedly.
"Um, uh, then...Mr. Dursley, do you need any help from me? Or, Harry, see if you need me to ask Kreacher to come over and help...Forget it, that old guy can only do
The kitchen was a mess.”
"If possible, I hope you can change into a different set of clothes instead of this... strange robe."
Looking at Black sitting down on the sofa in the living room with excitement on his face, Mr. Dursley's cheek twitched again.
"At least it looks a little decent, and my important business partner, he doesn't know anything about your side, and I originally planned to discuss some business matters with him after dinner..."
"This is simple. It's just clothes that Muggles usually wear. That's all."
Sirius Black nodded easily and waved his wand. The wizard robe on his body disappeared instantly and turned into a dark gray classic suit. This was not too difficult for him.
"……Fine."
After looking at Black, who had instantly changed into a sophisticated suit, Uncle Vernon replied rather reluctantly.
"Well, well, it's getting late, I'll go drive first... Harry, come and entertain your godfather. Petunia, please help keep an eye on things at home. Dudley, come with me to the city.
Show your cousin a birthday cake here."
And just when Mr. Dursley was about to open the door, there was another knock on the door.
Opening the door, two men wearing dark gray trench coats stood at the door.
"You, you..."
Vernon Dursley was about to say a few words when his eyes fell on the hands of the two men and he subconsciously took a few steps back.
Damn it! Two wizards with sticks again!
"Hello, we are officials from the Ministry of Magic, here to investigate the situation and handle the incident."
Ignoring Mr. Dursley who was standing by the door, the two wizards walked into the living room one after another, looked directly at Harry who was still standing by the sofa, frowned, and said quickly in an unhappy tone.
"Mr. Harry Potter, we received reports that you used the Iron Armor Curse, the Disarming Curse, the Disapparation Curse and other spells continuously at your residence. At the same time, someone witnessed a flying motorcycle landing on you.
residence..."
Vernon Dursley's eyes lit up, he quickly turned his head to look at the two strange wizards, and was about to add a few words.
However, before he could organize his words, a voice had already replied to the two wizards from the Ministry of Magic in advance.
"Wait a minute, are you the Office for the Abuse of Magic, or the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters?"
Sirius Black stood up and asked with great skill.
"Our amnesiac and investigator in the Department of Magical Accidents and Disasters, who are you?"
The two Ministry of Magic officials were slightly startled, frowning and looking at the man in suit standing in front of them.
"We have no records of any wizards, other than Harry Potter, living in Little Whinging."
"I am Harry Potter's godfather, Sirius Black. All the spells you detected were cast by me, and the Flying Motorcycle is also mine. Is there any problem? As an adult wizard, I don't have much to do.
Curse restrictions.”
"Sirius Black? Your flying motorcycle..."
"I know, it's just a fine... You will send the fine to the Black family's old house in a few days. I will go to the Ministry of Magic to pay the fine when I have time. It's just that a Muggle accidentally saw the magic item. I know this process very well.
"
Sirius Black waved his hand and replied quickly disapprovingly.
The two officials from the Ministry of Magic hesitated for a moment. One of them hesitated, took out a notebook, looked at it a few times, cleared his throat, and read quickly as if he had caught a loophole.
"Then, Mr. Black, you will also be accused of casting a spell in front of Muggles..."
"They are Harry's legal guardians. According to the law, they are persons related to the wizarding world. The registrant is Dumbledore."
Sirius Black grinned and responded in a relaxed tone.
"In other words, you don't need to cast a forgetting spell on them to make them forget these things, and there is no reason to punish me for this matter - it's just a false alarm. Gentlemen, don't be too nervous.
.”
"Forgetting curse? Forget?"
Mr. Dursley, who originally planned to complain to the officials of the wizarding world, opened his mouth and asked in confusion.
Although he could not fully understand the conversation between the wizards, just a few keywords from Sirius's mouth were enough for him to instinctively sense that something was wrong.
"Yes, in order to hide the existence of the magical world, theoretically, any Muggle who accidentally witnesses a magical phenomenon - well, ordinary people like you who have no magical ability will have their memory erased by the memory cancellers of the Ministry of Magic.
.”
Sirius Black turned his head, spread his hands and explained to the horrified Mr. Dursley.
The look of panic on Vernon Dursley's face became even more intense, and he subconsciously reached for the umbrella by the door.
"What?! Erase memory?! That means casting a spell on us!"
"Oh, don't panic, that's just for those who have no contact with the magical world."
Looking at Vernon Dursley who seemed to be frightened, Sirius Black comforted him with a smile.
"As long as I can prove to them that you are indeed Harry's relative and guardian, they will not and cannot attack your memory casually. You can go about your business with peace of mind. I will take care of it here."
"Oh, um... um, okay... I'll go first then?"
Vernon Dursley hesitated a few times, and his shrewd little eyes wandered among the wizards in the room. He quickly made the right decision, took a deep breath, and pulled Dudley as if nothing was wrong.
Walked straight out of the door.
On the one hand, a wizard of unknown origin cast a spell to erase his memory, and on the other hand, Harry and his godfather were asked to have dinner and then leave.
Obviously, this is not a complicated and difficult decision.
As for filing a complaint against the wizarding government?
Ever since Mr. Dursley heard Sirius Black's easy response and the rules about memory erasure, he had completely removed this self-destructive approach from his mind.
"Okay, Mr. Black, we will verify what you said."
"It's okay. If it's okay, I have to help start preparing for the dinner."
"Oh, there are some accident questionnaires at the end, I may need your help to fill them out..."
This was the last conversation Vernon Dursley heard before closing the door.
…
Harry had never experienced anything strange like this at Number 4, Privet Drive.
Aunt Petunia was setting the table downstairs while he and Sirius Black were upstairs tidying up the bedroom and opening presents.
Uncle Vernon and cousin Dudley were blowing up balloons and laying out ribbons for his birthday party in the living room. Of course, part of it should also be to welcome the Masons - Mr. Dursley would not forget his big client.
.
Perhaps considering that he did not want to alarm the Ministry of Magic again, Sirius did not use magic in the afternoon to help. Instead, he rolled up his sleeves like an ordinary person and helped Harry and Aunt Petunia to run around the house.
In fact, Sirius had 10,000 magic tricks to accomplish all this in the blink of an eye.
It's just that this way he won't be able to enjoy the joy of working with Harry and get the opportunity to talk to Harry alone. For Black, who has been idle at home for a long time, it's just a good time to move his body.
"Maybe you're tired of hearing this, but I still have to say, you look really like your dad." While he was cleaning up the bedroom, Black suddenly said to Harry, "Except for your eyes, you have a pair of eyes exactly like your mother's.
.”
"...I haven't seen them yet." Harry said gloomily.
Over the past year, he had heard similar comments from many people, but he himself could not remember the appearance of his parents at all. The only time he saw them was when they were reflected in the sky during the trial of Peter Pettigrew.
Blurred light and shadow.
"Hmm..." Sirius pondered for a few seconds, "Let me think about it - I remember there may be some photos of my old classmates - if you give me some time, I can write to you and ask if you can
Can I help you organize a photo album?"
"Photo album? The kind that moves in the wizarding world?" Harry raised his head in surprise.
"Of course he can move. James was a star in the school at that time." Black said with a smile, "Besides, as your godfather and your father's best man, there should be a lot of him and Lily in my old residence.
Photos - when the two of them were together, they often ordered a few of us to take photos of them."
"By the way, speaking of this, other than that..."
Sirius Black glanced at the corridor outside to make sure that the Dursleys couldn't hear, then he looked at Harry unnaturally and said softly, "That's right, you should know that I am your godfather, that is, you."
Legal guardian in the magical world..."
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