Chapter 285： The Black Chamber

After briefly browsing the library, Alan regretted that he had all the books here.

"I promise, you will be rewarded next." Seeing this, Sirius took Allen through the dark stairs and walked back to the first floor. He looked at Allen and warned: "Next, maybe It will be a bit noisy. "

Allen looked at him puzzled, and saw Sirius suddenly kicked the umbrella stand and pulled the curtain.

"A prodigal man, a stupid idiot, defiled my house--" Mrs. Black's portrait screamed.

As the curtains were fully opened, she saw Allen standing directly in front of him at a glance: "Pure blood? Hmm-very familiar."

Alan was horrified, could she still see her soul?

"Who is it, ah, the little boy of the Harris family!" She suddenly laughed nervously, "Harris, from the fleeing of Germany to counsel the goods! Not even the ancestral house can't keep it! The only stupid Luo Zil will accept you! Do n’t expect me to admit that there is a distant relationship between Black and Harris! "

Allen suddenly realized that it was no wonder that as a pure-blood family, the Harris family was far less powerful than other families.

The root cause is here. Although they knew that their ancestors were connected to Germany, they did not expect it to escape. Although the mother's family has branches in other parts of Europe, England has no relatives.

The Harris family will not give up their dignity for this distant marriage relationship and pray for these native families with their own problems.

"Only our oldest Black family is the true pure-blooded family in England! We are born noble!" Wen Yan said, impatient Sirius quickly groped along the lines below the frame, and Allen could not see his action.

Suddenly, he jumped back, and Mrs. Black climbed half of her body from the portrait, spreading her teeth.

Unexpectedly, Alan was almost caught by her.

"Oh, sorry!" Black said embarrassedly.

"It's okay." Allen stepped back with two fears.

Nervous middle-aged and old women are terrible!

The portrait of Mrs. Black suddenly shrank back a bit with the back wall, and then was inserted into the side wall gap like a Muggle elevator door.

Her figure disappeared completely, leaving only the aftertones like "Prodigal son, traitor ..." echoing in the room.

Allen realized that the Black family's secret room was on the first floor, in the most prominent position.

"Only the people with the worst personality and the most bitterness can stay in this portrait. Few people can stick with my mother for so long, or even enjoy it." Black said helplessly.

"Wonderful, this idea is wonderful." Allen praised heartily.

No matter who it is, it is difficult to resist Madame Black's cursing and screaming.

I'm afraid it's too slow to cover it up quickly. It may directly use a coma spell, let alone look closely at what is famous after this portrait.

The entrance behind this portrait can only accommodate one person.

Black headed in, and Allen followed.

Although the entrance is narrow, walking a few steps further widens the passage.

The terrain here is slope-like, the more spacious it goes down.

However, at this time, Black and Allen had to bend forward, and barely could go side by side.

So one hundred and fifty steps forward, they were suddenly stunned by the shout: "Password?"

At the same time, they saw a magic wand shining in the darkness, reflecting the reflection of Allen's wand.

A mirror appeared in front of them, but there was only Black in it, not Allen.

"The oldest and noble Black family is always pure." Sirius said indifferently.

The mirror suddenly flashed sparkling waves and turned into a light curtain.

"Let's go in." Sirius said to Allen.

Seeing Allen's inquiring look, Sirius explained: "Only true, pure-blood Black can open this mirror door. The password is not very important, but they like to listen."

The moment they stepped in, the torch on the wall burned automatically.

Everything is legible.

In front of them, three arches were lined up, with the main entrance in the middle.

One side of these arches is the corridor where Sirius and Allen are located, and the other side faces the square hall.

The hall was lined with grooves, which led to the three giant stones standing in the center.

Black didn't know where to get a dagger, cut his arm all of a sudden, blood gurgled out and dripped into the groove.

Like being summoned by Blake's blood, in the groove, a sea of ​​blood suddenly appeared, and rushed to the three giant stones.

Allen suddenly realized that if it wasn't Black, even if the outsider had broken through the portrait and passed the mirror door, I'm afraid he wouldn't get the Black family's treasure.

Because they cannot summon so much blood.

If this were not the case, I am afraid that draining a person's whole body's blood would not meet the needs of those three boulders.

The three boulders seemed to **** up blood soon, exuding a dark red, strange light.

The roar sounded, and the three arches opened arms to Allen.

"There are three rooms in this room, one is a library room, the other is a gold room, and the other is a collection of antiques. Now, they are all yours."

Black looked at Allen seriously. The unbreakable oath is not a joke, since the promise has been made, it must be fulfilled.

Allen nodded solemnly to thank him.

They first went to the library ~ www.novelhall.com ~ The books inside were extremely impressive, with bookshelves on all four walls, from the ground to the ceiling, stuffed up.

Allen was pleased to see it and wanted to take a look, but Black stopped him.

"Boy, be careful. Most of the books here are not for your little wizard of your age. You know, many books have black magic on their covers."

Allen nodded, and of course he knew that the "Secret of Soul" had almost caused him a big loss.

Allen took out a pair of dragon leather protective gloves that he had prepared and put them on Black's shocked eyes. He just wanted to move, and Blake said again: "Allen, I still have a heartless request."

Allen couldn't help but stop again, looking at Black.

"The knowledge covered in these books, please use it well, don't become a wizard like a mysterious man. And--" Black looked deeply into Alan's eyes, as if to penetrate the young man's soul before him, Teach Harry this knowledge and hope you do n’t indulge in it yourself. "

In an instant, Allen produced a sense of sight that he was a bad boy and was told by other parents not to bring his own good boy.

This makes Alan, who has always been a child of others, have a novel feeling.

Allen nodded and treated Black ’s fairly genuine concern. He agreed very sincerely. Now that he and Harry have drifted away, they will naturally not take the initiative to teach Harry magic, let alone these black magic. Too.

However, he is not in a mood to flip these books now.

"Can I move the bookshelf together?" Allen asked.

"Of course." Sirius looked at Alan, who had no long objects, wondering how he would move away.