Grimmauld Place, Not Escaped

Vizet suddenly thought of something. Earlier, when he had been discussing with Serena Pendragon in the Map Chamber how to modify the map, she had mentioned matters concerning the Black Family's property;

At the time, Ominis Gaunt had interrupted the topic with coughing, and had also reminded Serena Pendragon of something: the decline of talent was often accompanied by the loss of wealth;

But from the looks of things now, Ominis Gaunt's judgment had been a little off. At least in Sirius's generation, the Black Family's wealth was still astonishing.

Perhaps worried that Vizet would not believe him, Sirius shrugged, his expression turning somewhat heavy. "After my name was cleared..."

"Gringotts sent me quite a few letters, all about having me inherit the estate. Mm... a great many... and very hard to face..."

"Actually, you should know by now too... what kind of role I was to the former Black Family, right?"

Vizet and Luna nodded at the same time. What they had experienced at Grimmauld Place over the past few days was enough for them to understand what Sirius meant;

Whether it was Walburga Black in the portrait, or the House-elf Kreacher, their attitude toward Sirius could be called awful;

The insulting words in their speech, in fact, all made one thing clear—Sirius had already broken away from the Black Family;

As for the reason he had broken away from the Black Family, it was probably because of a clash in beliefs. The members of the Black Family believed in "Pure-blood supremacy," and Sirius clearly would have none of it;

Only fate made fools of people. Sirius's full name had always been Sirius Black, and after the other members of the family died one after another, he naturally became the last Black, the head of the Black Family.