Chapter 212 Big Scattered Coins (Ch 212)

Kaisen touched his chin: “What does it have to do with me?”

Hermione pushed him cryptically, and he finally responded: “Oh, here it comes.”

He casually patted the sofa he was sitting on. “It’s a Muggle brand. They even made mattresses for the Queen.”

He stood up again and casually touched the wallpaper on the wall. It was founded by William Morris in 1861, which means it is less than 150 years old, but it is older than Dumbledore, which is worthy of praise.

“And let me think about Grimmauld Place. I learned about it when I was in school… Construction began here in 1815. And it’s not right that this is the center point as Kreacher said. The center point of Grimmauld Place is Grimmauld Chapel, and number 12 was also built by Muggles in the beginning, but now it seems that it was taken away by the Black family.”

“How do you know?” Hermione asked quietly.

“I saw the design drawings of the square in the library when I was in school,” Kaisen responded.

“So if it is true as you said, Mr. Kreacher, that this building embodies the history and glory of the Black family, then their history and glory is at best…” Kaisen patted Hermione on the side halfway through his speech.

The latter rolled his eyes and muttered something.

After hearing Hermione’s answer, Kaisen said in one breath, “Only one hundred and seventy-eight years. I am counting from the day when Grimmauld Place was started, not the day when it was completed, and certainly not from the day when the building passed into the hands of a certain Black ancestor… Otherwise, I might have to subtract another thirty or forty years.”

“That’s it. A house that’s only over a hundred years old isn’t even as old as the Malfoy family’s castle… Why are you still sitting here? Take anything you like, otherwise it will just be a bargain for the next tenant.” Sirius said casually.

“Master Sirius, don’t you care about the honor of the Black family?” Kreacher asked sadly.

“A bunch of lunatics and dark wizards, where is the glory?” Sirius curled his lips, and after a while he turned around and glanced at Kreacher.

“As a master, I don’t care. I don’t need a house-elf like you to pity me or the Black family.”

As he spoke, he walked towards a wall not far away where there was a family tree drawn on it.

He squatted down and pinched a raised part of the wallpaper, then tore off the entire wallpaper: “Throw this garbage out later, don’t scare the next tenant.”

“That’s your family tree, right? So…” Lupin reminded hesitantly.

“What’s the big deal? The ones I liked were all killed by them. I’m very generous of me not to bear grudges against the remaining ones.” Sirius said casually, “Besides, why are you still standing there? Just do what you like, learn from Kaisen… He has already started to stuff the sofa into his ring.”

It was only then that everyone noticed that a considerable number of leather sofas were missing from this huge living room.

“……………Why are you looking at me? Do you think this brand of sofa is cheap? Sirius is spending so much money, why don’t you move in quickly?” Kaisen said quickly after a moment of silence.

Harry and his friends felt a little embarrassed. After all, they were still children and did not have the thick skin of adults. However, under Kaisen’s leadership, they also started an adventure trip which was called searching but was actually just strolling.

“Hey! Kaisen, wait for me.” Sirius watched Kaisen take the coffee table away and quickly followed him: “Thank you so much for what you did just now.”

“Just don’t blame me for offending the Black family.” Kaisen responded.

“What’s the big deal? What I just said was from my heart. What kind of honor can there be for a family made up of a bunch of lunatics and dark wizards?” Sirius said consistently.

“Um, are you planning to buy a house on Privet Drive? Do you have a favorite decoration style?” Kaisen asked.

“Well…just ordinary English countryside. I like that kind very much.” Sirius replied.

“As a young master, you like the pastoral style?” Kaisen was a little curious.

“Because James’s house had a pastoral style at the time, Sirius fell in love with the decoration when he first went to James’ house.” Lupin added quietly.

“Anyway, I think that style gives people a very comfortable feeling. After all, whether it is here or Hogwarts, it gives people a cold feeling, but James’s family gave people a very warm feeling back then.” Sirius said a little embarrassedly.

“Hmmm, like Hufflepuff?”

“A little brighter than Hufflepuff.”

“I know, I was just talking about that temperament.”

“Yeah.”

“Have you found a decoration company?” Kaisen asked again.

“…………………” Sirius’s brain crashed for a second: “How about you come?”

“Give me the floor plan.”

“…I haven’t had time to buy it yet.”

“Notify me when you buy it.”

“no problem.”

The few of them continued to rob wherever they went, of course the robbed here refers to Kaisen and Lupin, until the two of them came to a slightly gloomy wall.

“Wow, what are you going to do with all this?” Kaysen asked when he saw a bunch of house-elf heads hanging on the wall.

“Let’s burn it down later,” Sirius said succinctly.

“………….Eh? Sirius, the floor in your house is nice.” Lupin squatted down at some point and said while looking at the smooth and delicate floor under his feet.

“…………Can you please stop being so ridiculous? How can I sell the house if you dug up the floor for me?”

“Speaking of selling the house…has your house been registered with the Land Bureau?” Kaisen suddenly asked.

“………………What Land Bureau?”

“Who are you going to sell this house to?” Kaysen changed the question.

“Selling it to Muggles, what’s wrong?”

“Oh…it’s okay, let’s continue strolling.” Lupin said quickly, standing behind Sirius and winking at Kaysen.

“Oh…let’s go.”