"This place seems different." Hermione followed close behind Su Er, looking around as she spoke to him in a low voice.
Su Er nodded lightly in agreement.
Compared with the pitch-dark Black Family Home they had seen before, the place had become brighter. Everything in sight might not have been spotless, but at least the thick layer of dust was gone. Yet its newly polished appearance made its age feel even more pronounced.
Hearing Hermione's assessment, Black raised his eyebrows proudly.
"Oh, pretty good, isn't it? Cleaning a house this big isn't easy. After all, plenty of people will be moving in here. Dumbledore and the others need somewhere to serve as the Order of the Phoe-"
"Sirius, watch what you say..." A woman's voice came from the kitchen. It was Mrs. Weasley. "It's because of you that George and Fred pester Arthur every day now..."
Mrs. Weasley came out of the kitchen with a plate piled with biscuits.
She thrust the biscuits at Black irritably.
Black gave a sheepish smile and did not dare say another word.
Meanwhile, Mrs. Weasley warmly pulled Su Er into her arms. "Wonderful! Dumbledore told us everything. Congratulations on your recovery."
"Thank you, Mrs. Weasley."
"Oh, look who we've found!" Two identical-looking boys came down the stairs, along with a tall, skinny redhead whose face was covered in freckles.
It was the Weasley brothers and Ron.
"We'd already started growing a few pots of fresh daisies and were getting ready for a good cry," the other twin said jokingly.
"What a shame. I'm afraid you'll have to keep growing them for a long time." Su Er smiled and stepped forward to bump fists with each of the three. "Long time no see."
The Weasley brothers burst out laughing and began arguing over which of