"Chapter 182: An Invitation from Sirius"
As soon as Michael arrived at the field, he went to find Padma. Wade didn't follow since that was where all the girls were, and instead found an empty spot to watch the match.
He wasn't particularly interested in Quidditch, but he always felt he should support his own house's team.
"Look! The players from both teams are out! We can see some changes in the Hufflepuff team's lineup; they have a new Seeker, Cedric Diggory, who has a face I envy—"
"Jordan!"
"Sorry, Professor, just got carried away. Alright, let's get back to the match. The Quaffle is currently with Ravenclaw—"
Lee Jordan's commentary filled the entire stadium. Wade was trying to identify the Ravenclaw players—most of whom he didn't actually know—when someone suddenly sat down next to him. Wade turned to look.
"Harry?" Wade asked, "Is your arm better?"
"All the bones have grown back."
Harry showed off his arm; his movements were still a bit stiff.
"Madam Pomfrey told me to move it more, and it'll be back to normal in a few days."
"Magic is really convenient," Wade couldn't help but exclaim. "If you were a Muggle, you'd be disabled for the rest of your life."
"Yeah," Harry said, relieved.
"Where's Sirius?" Wade asked casually, looking at the figures in the sky.
"He went back this morning," Harry said. "Sirius asked me to thank you. He wants to get you a birthday present and asked me what you'd like. Of course, I told him you like reading."
Harry smiled.
"He said the Black Family is a very old family, and they have a lot of books—"
Wade looked over again, his eyes suddenly lighting up.
"So Sirius wants to invite you to the Black Family Ancestral Home for the Christmas holidays. He said you can explore the library as much as you want, and if you like them, you can even take all the books with you."
Harry nodded emphatically as he spoke, as if to emphasize that everything he was saying was true.
Wade couldn't help but laugh.
"That would be too rude…" he said primly. "I only need to copy them."
"I knew you'd like that," Harry said. "But Sirius also told me to give you a heads-up… the Black Family is the most evil Dark Wizard family you can imagine. It's neither grand nor elegant, and it might even be a little dangerous."
"Wouldn't that be even better?" Wade said, raising an eyebrow.
Harry also laughed, equally full of anticipation.
Granian Farm's buildings were unremarkable, but its many magical creatures were quite wonderful.
Though the Weasley Family was poor, magic made every ordinary day seem unique and interesting.
Lupin's home was warm and cozy, the best home Harry could imagine.
Sirius had also been decorating his house recently. Harry had planned to go help him over the weekend, but yesterday's injury had ruined his plans.
Even though Sirius described the Black Family Ancestral Home as gloomy, terrifying, and boring, Harry thought it was probably because he grew up there that he was so accustomed to everything.
But for them, an ancient, mysterious mansion was far more worth exploring than an ordinary Wizard family home.
As they chatted, a long whistle sounded from the sky.
The match was over. Cedric had caught the Golden Snitch, and Hufflepuff won the match by a margin of 20 points.
Applause and cheers erupted in the stands. Even the Ravenclaw students, aside from the very dejected team members, mostly clapped politely.
For example, Wade and the others, even though they no longer needed Cedric's help with purchases, were still quite happy to see Cedric win.
Especially the girls; most of them had little interest in the match and didn't care who won or lost. They came to the stadium simply to openly admire that pretty face.
Harry, however, looked a bit serious.
"We're playing Hufflepuff in March," Harry said worriedly. "I thought Cedric would be clumsy as a Seeker…"
Wade suddenly remembered that in the original story, the second year's match was apparently not played smoothly due to the Basilisk attack.
In the third year, Dementors appeared on the field, and Harry fainted, losing the match against Hufflepuff.
As for the fourth year, that was the Triwizard Tournament. Quidditch matches were canceled, and Cedric was eventually killed by Peter Pettigrew.
So in that story, Harry never truly faced Cedric as a Seeker on the field.
Wade thought about these plot points, then patted Harry's shoulder indifferently, saying sympathetically, "Looks like Wood will make you train twice as hard."
Harry nodded, still feeling a lingering fear. "Luckily, the Christmas holidays are almost here…"
No matter how much Harry liked Quidditch, he found Wood's brutal training a bit much.
He wasn't homeless this Christmas holiday, so he didn't plan to stay at Hogwarts. After the match, Harry went to find others to extend his holiday invitation.
"This is my first time inviting friends to my house for Christmas holidays… I could even say it's the first time in my life… Sirius told me to bring a few friends over to help with the cleaning."
Harry said happily as they parted ways.
He seemed to think Sirius was joking, so he said it in a joking tone as well.
But Wade's smile suddenly froze.
"What... I have to clean too?"
The Black Family Ancestral Home was caked with years of grime, and the House-elf, due to its disdain for Sirius as its master, refused to work.
In the story, Mrs. Weasley, as an experienced homemaker, brought several children with her and worked for days just to barely get a few commonly used rooms in order.
Wade's expression immediately turned troubled.
He could tirelessly practice magic, forgetting to eat and sleep, but he didn't want to spend a lot of time on repetitive and trivial chores.
Should I send the magical puppets to work?
Or should I re-engineer the Cleaning Crab again?
He could do both, but the problem was, what if that rebellious House-elf secretly caused damage? These Alchemy creations weren't that indestructible.
I still need to deal with that House-elf... I remember its name should be Kreacher, and the strategy is all written in the book...
Wade had originally planned to go to the cave after Sirius had recovered more fully.
But now, for the sake of the books in the Black Family Ancestral Home, and to do less housework—or rather, to have more time to study magic—he quietly moved his plan forward in his mind...
Thinking of the cave, he thought of Horcruxes, then the Resurrection Stone in his bag, and then Dumbledore.
Wade noticed that Dumbledore wasn't watching the match from the teachers' stand this time.
Yesterday, did Dumbledore come specifically for Harry?
Because Harry was injured in the maze, he was worried someone would attack Harry again during the match, so he...?
Wade's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
When Harry had invited Ron and Hermione and then walked past Wade again to find Michael, Wade waved at him. Harry walked over, puzzled.
"What is it?" he asked.
"I forgot to ask you..." Wade said somewhat seriously, "Yesterday, after the match, why did you suddenly fall from the sky?"
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