Harry Potter: Badger's Flathead

"Dirty mud, tainting the sacred Black family! If the old master knew, he would definitely split my head in half."

Vicious whispers reached Alvin's ears. He looked in the direction of the sound and saw the owner of the voice in the dark corner of the third floor.

He was thin, half the height of a man, with pale skin full of wrinkles, a lot of white hair growing in his bat-like ears, and was wearing clothes made from a piece of dirty rag.

Kreacher! The Black elf.

In the kitchen, Mrs. Molly was cooking. Logically, he should help. Was he kicked out? No way. Even if she treated the elves as slaves, Mrs. Molly wouldn't be so bad.

Ivan walked over and met Kreacher's contemptuous eyes.

He didn't pay attention to his look, but looked at Kreacher's condition. His hand was wrapped in dirty gauze and he seemed to be injured.

Kreacher huddled in the corner in annoyance, regretting the curse he had just blurted out. This time he was blocked by this guy, and he couldn't leave even if he wanted to. Moreover, as an elf, he couldn't chase people away.

"Clean up!"

Ivan took out his wand and cleaned the dirty guy. He also opened the bandage on his hand, which showed a burn mark.

"Hands out!"

Kreacher ignored Ivan. As the elf of the Black family, he had the right to refuse some orders from outsiders.

Seeing that Kreacher didn't move, Ivan grabbed his arm and took out a bottle of potion and dripped it on him.

Kreacher closed his eyes the moment he saw Ivan stretch out his hand. He thought Ivan was going to hit him, but there was no pain. Instead, a cool feeling appeared on his burned hand.

Kreacher looked at Ivan in disbelief.

"It will be fine in a moment. Don't talk nonsense in the future and don't learn those crazy words. This will be good for you. Do you understand?"

After saying that, Ivan turned and left, leaving Kreacher alone in a mess...

Kreacher: He...isn't he angry? He didn't scold Kreacher, nor did he hit Kreacher! What a strange little wizard...

"You beast! You slut! You filthy and sinful bastard! You bastard, you freak, you ugly bastard, get out of here! How dare you defile my ancestral home!"

As he passed the corridor, Alvin heard another round of cursing. If nothing unexpected happened, it was definitely that painting.

Sorry Mr. Black, I wasn't the one who spoke first!

Also, I'm sorry to have embarrassed my family members!

"Who are you scolding?"

"I'm cursing you, you filthy bastard!" In the portrait, Walburga Black cursed viciously!

"You fucking &%**###****" (Allegro sound!)

"You ***#%&&##" (birds chirping and flowers blooming)

"F**k you ￥##%****" (cyber electronic sound)

Walburga Black was stunned by the violent storm of scolding. He couldn't even talk back and could only endure Ivan's scolding in a daze!

Chapter 291 Ivan's Output

In the portrait, Walburga Black opened and closed her mouth to greet Ivan's output. It was obvious that she wanted to talk back, but she couldn't get a word in!

Other people in the room also heard the noise and came out to check what was going on.

In addition to Hermione and Neville, Professor McGonagall also came to see her former student, as well as several representatives of pure-blood families, the children of the top partners of the Serpentine Institute.

They had sent the children here after receiving a message from Lucius, because Draco would come and Ivan would also come, so since the adults didn't get along well, they had no choice but to send the children here.

Professor McGonagall anxiously covered Ginny's ears, then covered Luna's ears, but she was so flustered that she didn't know whose ears to cover.

Although Alvin used both Chinese and English pinyin and she couldn't understand the Chinese part, but judging from his manner, he must have been swearing quite vulgarly!

Professor Snape stood aside, took out a small notebook and turned it back to everyone, quietly writing something down.

Sirius stared in amazement as he watched Ivan create a portrait of his mother. Although he couldn't understand some of the language, the parts he could understand shocked him greatly!

It was the first time he saw his crazy mother being unable to fight back when arguing with someone.

This way of cursing sounds a bit familiar.

Ron: "Hey, hey, hey, forget it, Alvin, why are you fussing over a painting of yours?"

Draco: "That's right, give me some face, we are not the same as her."

Harry: "Forget it, forget it. We are here to have fun today. Let's not dwell on these unhappy things~"

Theodore: "Yes, yes, we are all gentlemen, we should pay attention to our image."

Several young men came up and grabbed Alvin, then quickly dragged him back, trying to separate him from the painting.

"Huh? Why are you all out? Stop it! Let me go! I want to compete with her! Besides, she was the one who started it, I'm just fighting back!"

Alvin exerted force and shook off these thin guys in two moves.

Little guy! Use brute force on me!

"Oh! You ugly mudbloods, get out of my ancestral house!"

Seeing that Ivan's scolding was interrupted, Walburga suddenly felt that he could do it again!

"You're talking nonsense! I'm the most handsome young master in the world and you say I'm ugly! Are you blind?" As a high-quality hybrid of Slavic and Germanic ancestry, Alvin is very confident in his appearance!

"Hey, hey~ What do you mean by mudblood? Look carefully, okay? I am the heir of the Malfoy family! A real pureblood, you should look carefully before you curse at me." Draco was immediately displeased.

Walburga was choked by Draco's words. He wanted to continue scolding, but he didn't know what reason to find! So he continued to point the finger at Ivan.

"Then I'm talking about this ugly Mudblood, a lowly inferior being!" Walburga pointed at Ivan and cursed in the painting.

"I'm being *stupid* to you, you *****! My family has been granted the title of earl since the Hanoverian Dynasty. In the past, you had to bow to me when you saw me. Even if you are now hanging on the wall, you still have to bow to me!"

Although this is a painting, I can't bear this anger, I will never accept this loss! Besides, my family already has this status and strength, why should I hide it, just use it!

Although he has no real power at the moment, his family's title has not been stripped away in the past 280 years, and they still have the title of descendant of an earl, but have simply switched from politics to business.

Giving up power and becoming a businessman seemed like a loss, but it did allow the Margrave family to survive the turmoil more than a hundred years ago, and they lived a comfortable life with their huge wealth.

But... that doesn't stop Alvin from moving out and scaring a painting!

"Go ahead and yell! Keep yelling! In terms of status and strength, do you think this young master is inferior to you?" Ivan pinched his waist and prepared to continue yelling.

"That's right, you still dare to look down on Ivan, right? You... woooo~" Draco also joined in, but his mouth was covered by someone!

Seeing that Ivan was about to start outputting again, Sirius quickly took a piece of velvet cloth to cover the portrait of his crazy mother.

Neville also came up to help carry Ivan away, and the Weasley brothers also covered Draco's mouth and carried him away.

"Shut up, Ivan is scary enough, don't make more trouble!" Ron covered Draco's mouth and scolded him in his ear.

Just like that, after a flurry of activity, Alvin was brought back to the banquet hall.

"Huh? What are you doing?" Sirius, who was walking at the end, noticed Snape writing and drawing in the corner.

"It's none of your business! You just need to prepare the food and entertain us. Remember, I am one of the people who saved you. If I don't entertain you well, you will be ruined among the students of Hogwarts!"

After saying this, Sirius shook his hair and strode back to the banquet room, leaving Sirius with a disheveled face.

Sirius: Is this the same Snape I know? Why does something feel wrong?

"Huh? Professor Snape, you're here too?" Ivan, who was being scolded by others, suddenly noticed the man coming in from the door and was immediately surprised! He immediately got rid of the crowd and came forward.

Professor Snape actually attended the banquet at Sirius's house!

"Why, do you have any objections?" (Snake King rolls his eyes)

"No, no, no, I just felt very surprised, because I heard before that your relationship was not good, so I thought you were determined not to come."

"Humph~ Someone paid for the meal, how could I not come! After all, I am one of his saviors. If he doesn't treat me well, I won't be satisfied."

Sirius snorted coldly, crossed his arms over his chest and raised his head proudly. It was not difficult to tell from his appearance that he came here specifically to enjoy Sirius' service.

"Oh~ I didn't expect you to have this side of me, Professor!" (? ? ?)?

"Are you surprised? I learned this shamelessness from you." Snape stared at Ivan with a wicked smile on his face.

“Huh??? I…you…” (*゜ロ゜)!

Ivan's expression instantly broke. He didn't expect that he would say such hurtful words! How hurtful it was for this shy child!

"So this is how students are in the professor's mind. It's so sad~

Never mind, it was a mistake after all. From now on, I will stay away from the professor, so as not to get too close and make the professor unhappy~"

After saying that, Alvin shook his head and forced out two tears, which were about to fall from his eyes.

Snape: What? Stay away from me from now on? That's a good thing!

But just when he was about to be happy, he suddenly stopped being happy...

"Ivan, what's wrong with you?" The careful Astoria noticed from the side that there was something wrong with Ivan's expression.

"It's nothing. It has nothing to do with the Church. Let's go take a seat. The meal will be served soon."

Ivan smiled at the little girl and looked like nothing was wrong.

But to some bystanders with more complicated thoughts, this scene seems a little bit wrong.

There was something wrong with the look he gave Snape...

Snape's face sank. Damn, I underestimated his shamelessness!

"Hey, Alvin, how did you make your words so powerful? Can you teach me? I'll be home alone so I can argue with that painting."

Sirius, who missed this plot, is still looking for Ivan to be his apprentice.

But then, he also felt that something was wrong with the atmosphere...

"What's wrong?" Sirius asked curiously.

"It's nothing, Ivan is there." Snape narrowed his eyes slightly and pointed in the direction of Ivan.

Sirius shrugged and walked towards Ivan without asking any more questions.

I hope that the unpleasantness just now has not affected the guests’ mood.

Snape looked at Sirius' back, a gleam in his eyes.

Chapter 292 Black is cracked