HP in the name of Slytherin

Chapter 101 The Clown? Sirius

Catherine thought it was finally here, but the expression on her face was calm, "Of course."

She paused, looking very relaxed compared to Sirius' tense state, "But it's getting late today. You guys have just experienced such an interesting adventure. Don't you plan to rest first and talk about it tomorrow?"

The girls were obviously tired. Even James, who was always full of energy, felt that he really needed a rest now after Catherine said this.

But Sirius was very stubborn. The problems he had accumulated in his mind were not just a day or two, nor the short period of time since school started. Instead, they had been bothering him ever since he learned about the ancient magical contract of the Black family.

He said stubbornly: "If Miss Slytherin doesn't mind, I want to know tonight."

James felt that his friend was a bit aggressive, but Catherine just smiled and said in a good-natured way: "Of course."

She sent the others away on Fawkes, not even Severus.

The Phoenix family was born with the ability to apparate, and Catherine received Dumbledore's permission to ask Fox for help. Several young wizards grabbed each other, James and Severus grabbed Fawkes's feet, formed a circle and were teleported out in the firelight.

"Fawkes will send them directly to the lounge. After sending Severus off, he will come back to us." Catherine said to Sirius.

Halpo was let out for dinner, and Catherine took Sirius to the stairs at the door of the secret room. There was a large platform here. Going up required climbing stairs, which Catherine would definitely not do.

The distance was far enough. As long as Sirius didn't deliberately look towards the Poseidon statue, he wouldn't be able to see the bloody scene of Halbo and a group of snake demons getting together.

It took Sirius more than a minute to sort out his thoughts, so after Catherine finished speaking, he continued to ask: "Miss Slytherin can use ancient magic. If a family has been bound by the ancient magic contract, how can it be broken? Woolen cloth?"

Catherine did not expect him to be so roundabout, but asked: "You have been hostile to me since then, isn't it because the contract magic requires the Black family to belong to Slytherin College for generations?"

"...Yes." Sirius frowned.

Catherine said: "I'm afraid the detailed content of the contract depends on the contract stored in your home."

Sirius gritted his teeth and said, "I looked for it but couldn't find it. Father said there is no such thing."

Afraid that Catherine would not understand, he added, "My father is the head of the Black family of this generation."

"That means your family's contract may have been lost," Catherine smiled jokingly, "Then you can choose not to fulfill it."

Sirius heard the irony in these words and was not angry at all. He said with a dark face, "We wouldn't do this on purpose."

Catherine tilted her head, "But you're asking me how to break the contract, aren't you?"

"I……"

That's not what he meant at all!

What he means is that he wants to know what the content of the contract is, and he...he can quickly fulfill his promise and end this long bondage!

But he said this as if he had completely surrendered to his family and was following in the footsteps of the Blacks - he had no such intention at all!

He is who he is, and he only does what he thinks is right in this life!

Catherine looked at Sirius's handsome little face turned red with anger and was not comforted. She folded her hands as if watching the fun and remained silent with him.

Sirius choked for a long time and said fiercely: "There are two copies of the contract. Slytherin must also have it."

As he spoke, he felt that he had found the direction of "revenge", and said in a pretentious manner: "Miss Slytherin didn't get the contract, right? I remember that Salazar Slytherin also has a son."

"You are so unpleasant, Sirius Black. Now it seems that you are begging me to answer your questions." Catherine was not angry, and her expression did not even change. "You think you are irritating me, so let me talk to you." Can saying bad words alleviate your embarrassment? That’s not a very smart idea.”

The more Catherine exposed him in an understatement, the redder Sirius blushed.

Catherine even smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "Stop struggling. It's not shameful to tell the truth. It's shameful that you are so stubborn."

Sirius took a few steps back, his expression suddenly flustered, as if he had been touched by something dirty, and he slapped his body frantically.

After two hits, he found that Catherine still looked calm and relaxed. At this moment, he did feel that he was a little...

...Like the clown I saw in the Muggle world when I sneaked out with James before.

Sirius felt like he had lost all his face today!

Of course Catherine would not admit that she hadn't gotten the contract yet. These things had been stored in the goblin warehouse by Salazar. In other words, they were now being closely guarded by Gringotts. There was no way she could prove that she was the heir of Slytherin. Can't get it.

No one stipulates that if you don’t get angry on the surface, you must not get angry in your heart either.

Sirius, this awkward boy, just needs a little blow.

"The magic contract was made between my father and your ancestors, Sirius," Catherine said calmly, "You don't have to execute it, but when making this promise, both parties were completely voluntary, and only the Black family will fulfill their promise. Only then will this contract end.”

Sirius was now grateful that Catherine took the initiative to speak, which completely relieved his embarrassment.

He no longer dared to be awkward and muttered: "I can fulfill it..."

Instead, Catherine shook her head.

"What do you mean?" Sirius asked with a frown.

Catherine spread her hands: "You are too reckless, you are still a Gryffindor, and it does not conform to my Slytherin aesthetics."

Sirius was simply shocked: "Are you kidding?!"

Since it is such a serious contract, how could Catherine refuse to perform it for such a ridiculous reason!

Doesn't that mean the contract will continue to be extended? !

"Ah, seeing how uncomfortable you are, why don't you make a joke to lighten the mood." Catherine said innocently.

Sirius:...

If it weren't for the fact that Herbo wasn't staring at her while he was eating, and that he really couldn't beat Catherine, Sirius would have really wanted to have a wizard duel.

He had completely lost his temper and said with a stern face: "Please tell the truth, Miss Slytherin."

Catherine put away her cynical expression and said seriously: "When the ancient magic contract was signed at the beginning, it was completely based on free will. Both parties must have corresponding responsibilities and obligations. It is still in effect for so many years because your ancestors were firm at that time. He is loyal to Slytherin and this contract, and he has this obsession so deeply rooted in his blood that no one from other houses has come out of your family."

Sirius was silent. He knew the Black family very well, including himself...they did have paranoia of varying degrees and directions buried deep in their bones.

The Black family is always pure.

As a child, he thought it was blood and scorned it as an outdated madness.

But Phineas Nigellus Black, who once told him stories and first told him what chivalry was, was also the one he respected very much, the most honorable member of the Black family, and the first Slytherin. The great-great-grandfather of the Headmaster of Hogwarts told him...

——Of course not, little Sirius, when you grow up you will understand that it is not simply pure blood.

——What’s more important is our indestructible and unswerving heart since the time of our ancestors.