Miss Planeswalker, are you free for romance?

Nagini thought that Mori Yuesha never needed to be urged for compensation. She made many requests to the eldest daughter of the energy group, so much so that she was asked to provide a "list" - not to mention gold, but also a lot of strange things.

Arrietty wanted a game that was unique to this world; Ansuna's artwork, some ancient Egyptian antiques that Imhotep wanted to take away that were "valuable" to him; Nagini asked for some cooking secrets and cookies...

Cookie wants a baby centaur and a baby dragon.

Good times.

Because of this, the eldest lady later asked Sen Yuesha about the food: how much is a Hungarian Horntail? She was going to give her 100 of them as a gift. Sen Yuesha said that if she could buy them, she would have bought them long ago. Those sweet little cuties are considered rare species, but you can't find as many as 100 of them.

Then the two girls started discussing the possibility of breeding this creature...

We can actually chat together...

The brain is not normal.

In short, the reward from the lady of the consortium was definitely generous. According to her, as long as it could be bought with money, she could get it for them. Unfortunately, Mori Yuesha was not short of money, so she just asked for some gold as a token of appreciation, and nothing else.

Well, she quite likes Ai-chan.

"Because she and you are both pretty much off the rails."

Nagini glared at her fiercely, clenched her palm into a small fist, and gestured under the table. "Can you please stop spreading your 'little hobby' around?"

"What's wrong with me?"

"What did you give her?"

The girl felt a little guilty: "Some...literary works. What's the matter?"

"The Duke and the Groom" is considered a literary work. Mori Yuesa, do you want to be hunted down by Saito?

“It’s a literary work with illustrations.”

"The worst part is the illustrations... you..." The maid had a headache just thinking about it. She still remembered the two sparkling eyes of Su Otome before she left - Mori Yuesha mysteriously pulled her into the room, and thirty minutes later, this girl was no longer clean...

"How can a novel be written like this?!"

"Oh, oh, oh... Yuesha, is this the comic version? And, there's this style... My father never bought me this... Hmm? Hmm, I'll keep it well... What? There's also a collector's edition?! It tells a side story about the Duke healing "that thing"? "

'The author is a genius!'

"I'll ask my men to check if he needs any sponsorship."

"I want this one too! The Sting? I like the name of this one..."

Anyway…

Ugh.

Wherever he goes, he rushes.

I hope this lady...

Never mind. Stop hoping.

Nagini sighed deeply. "I think Mr. Saito must have something in common with Master Ancient One."

Damn Duke, why do you always bother the groom for no reason?

Chapter 205 The Arrival of the Godfather

The day after Christmas.

One afternoon when Mori Yuesa was extremely bored (surrounded by girls on all sides), two unexpected people knocked on the door of Miles's house.

Ron, who was covered in dust, and a dirty adult man.

His half-dressed light grey suit was splattered with blood from someone unknown, and the light golden pattern embroidered on the suit was stained. The man had a high nose bridge and deep eye sockets. His black and shiny hair was covered with a layer of dust like snow.

This already disheveled fellow still moved with a nonchalant elegance, as if his messy clothes and gray face could not limit the unrestrained and unruly nature that came from his blood.

Charming man.

Unfortunately, it was Nagini who opened the door for him.

——When the maid opened the door, Mori Tsukisa tapped her feet, and the remote control was caught between her two feet, trying to perform the stunt of "I won't move the remote control and it will fly over by itself"...

Eyes facing each other.

Nagini didn't know the man, but she knew Ron.

"Were you kicked by a horse?"

Ron:…

The panicked boy couldn't utter a complete sentence. He tugged at the man's sleeve to call him back to his senses.

"gentlemen?"

"… Let's look for Mori Yuesha." He had seen the girl on the sofa who was holding the remote control with her feet like an overgrown little monkey. After thinking for a moment, he added: "…Mori Yuesha, professor."

Fine.

They were welcomed in and served hot tea to the two people, one adult and one child.

It's already very cold outside this month.

"I don't know where to start, ma'am, Professor Mori Yuesha. Haven't you heard anything?" The man introduced himself. He said his name was 'Sirius Black', which means Sirius. "The wizarding world is in big trouble."

Ron added, holding his teacup: "What a mess!"

"That person has come back to life..."

Ron: "He's back! He's back!"

"He led his men to attack and destroy Hogwarts..."

Ron: "Half the school was blown up!"

Sirius glanced at Ron and gave a dry, forced smile: "Thank you for your complement, Ron. Have your tea."

It's not hard to guess what happened. The pureblood of the Black family briefly told Mori Yuesha and Nagini what had happened during this period - it was like a blitzkrieg. First, a famous "devil" named William led the Death Eaters to raid Hogwarts, and then, Dumbledore, who happened to go to the Ministry of Magic because of the disappearance of Dolores Umbridge, was captured alive by Voldemort.

The raid was concealed by the cover of night and caught them unawares.

"The Death Eaters have taken over the Ministry of Magic..."

The man showed no signs of sadness or joy during the conversation. He just lowered his head and gently flicked the non-existent dust off his legs.

"We dare not speculate about Dumbledore's current situation...it would be fine if he was imprisoned, but if he is already..." Sirius Black frowned and said no more.

Perhaps it was to gain Mori Yuesa's trust, or perhaps he had 'other' purposes - after briefly chatting about the magical world, the man did not get to the point and seek help, but instead began to shift the focus of the conversation to himself.

He said that he had been serving his sentence in Azkaban for many years, and that he had previously thought that it was his fault that led to the death of Harry's parents. Later, when Voldemort returned, he discovered that the enemy who had deceived him in the past was still alive, and so he set out to escape from prison.

Then he talked for a long time about how hard he had found the organization, how he had met the Weasley family, how much effort he had put into helping them resist the Death Eaters, how he had relocated the family, and how he had helped them find a safe place to hide.

Nagini was acutely aware of the character of the man in front of her during this string of nonsense that should have ended in five minutes but was stretched into thirty minutes by him.

Arrogant, narcissistic, courageous and smart guy.

He is not annoying, and other girls might even find him attractive.

and…

what did he say?

He's Harley's godfather?

Nagini glanced at the empty corner of the wall, and when she found that there was no movement there, she understood everything.

"I understand your intention, Mr. Black."

Two purposes. First, to seek help. The organization created by Dumbledore has always been the backbone of the fight against the Dark Lord. He ventured here this time because of the task given to him by Professor Minerva - the Weasley family was just a coincidence.

Second...

I just want to see my goddaughter.

Harry Potter.

The daughter of his friend who had been almost like a brother to him for so many years.

The hero's child.

"She's visiting someone else's house." Nagini glanced at the corner again.

Unexpectedly, the maid's words made the man's face change instantly.

He put down the teacup heavily and stood up anxiously: "How can you let her go out alone! She is the child of the prophecy, the last hope, and the only daughter of James and Lily - do you know Harry Potter..."

There is both utilitarianism and emotion in these words.

Nagini just sat there with a smile on her face, listening to his anger.

"She is just a student who has just started to learn magic! Do you know how many Death Eaters are looking for her outside?! I am now beginning to doubt whether what Professor McGonagall said is true or not - she actually told me that Dumbledore only trusts her!" Black pointed his index finger, which was shaking with anger, at Mori Yuesha who was biting a strawberry nonchalantly.

The table was covered with strawberry butts.

"Dumbledore once told her like a will: If, if I die one day... Minerva. Find Mori Yuesha. I have a promise with her. Remember, this is the only way."

Black's face was grim as he repeated the 'secret' that Minerva McGonagall had told him and only him. His sharp eyes were fixed on the girl slumped on the sofa. "You really shouldn't have let Harry go out alone. You have no idea what she means to the wizarding world."

I don't know what she means to me.

"Oh."

Mori Yuesha placed the last piece of strawberry butt, sat up, and wiped her fingers on the corner of Nagini's clothes. She raised her face and looked at the anxious man with some amusement: "What does it mean... Well, I guess it means your compensatory psychology?"

His eyes sparkled with insight.

"I'm really curious, Mr. Black. You just said that you went to Azkaban to repent..." Mori Yuesha, like Nagini, glanced at the corner behind the man. "...At that time, did you know that Harry was still alive?"

Wha...what?

Of course he knew.

Because he trusted the wrong person (Fidelius Curse), James's family's residence was exposed, James and Lily died...but Harry survived.

Of course he knew all this!

"Tsk. I assume you are a normal person." Mori Yuesha leaned on the sofa and stuffed her feet into Nagini's arms. The maid glared at her and held her moving feet without saying a word. "I assume you are a normal person..."

"When faced with something like this, shouldn't the first thing you do be to transform your guilt into love and give it completely to Harley?"

Chapter 206 No One Wants to Be a Warrior

After listening to so many buzzing and headache-inducing words, this is the only thing that Mori Yuesa doesn't understand.

In the storyteller's mouth, he 'dedicated' himself to the 'cause of redemption' of the prisoner of Azkaban - without any resistance.

Even if the Ministry of Magic doesn't distinguish between right and wrong, he can still escape from Azkaban many years earlier like he is doing now. At least, with a 'dark wizard' hanging around the Dursleys, the three of them will never dare to bully Harry.

They'll be scared to death!

No matter how Mori Yuesa thought about it, she felt there was a bug.

"Either you are an idiot, or I was deaf just now." Mori Yuesa still felt that the probability of him being an idiot was higher.

Black was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead and he paced around the living room. "I don't have time to discuss with you who is the fool, Mori Yuesa. Tell me where Harry Potter is! I must protect her personally! How could you let her go out alone? Where did she go?!"

"Hey, I wish you could be so brave when she was little and was bullied."

It's a pity.

Mori Yuesha pouted, picked up a piece of strawberry butt, pinched it with her toes, and smiled as she stretched it towards Nagini's mouth. The shiny white palm-sized toes seemed to be wearing a bright emerald green gem.

"Ah~"

Mori Yuesa's habit of molesting maids in front of outsiders is getting worse and worse.

"Ah~"

The feet are dangling.

Sirius Black looked at the beautiful girl with her feet raised high with a complicated expression, and saw her maid looking at him with a gentle expression, and then...