Hogwarts: The Founder Reborn

Harry's last summer vacation was fairly enjoyable, except for the occasional distress.

After Godric returned to Black's old house, he was immersed in making potions in the basement, and Sirius always liked to run down to disturb him, even with Godric's fierce eyes, he did not change his behavior.

Salazar muttered secretly: "Is this the courage of Gryffindor? Even I wouldn't dare to bother him while he was researching potions."

Harry also felt that it was better not to disturb anyone at this time.

But Sirius always seemed to be a little bit happy, because he would run down to ask Godric because he saw a beautiful flower.

"Let's buy some more, it will be a great room decor!"

"up to you!"

Occasionally, when there was a new dessert, or something novel to eat on the Muggle side, he would bring the food to Godric.

"Try this! I heard people say, you don't like too sweet, how about this? Isn't it interesting?"

"..."

Harry and Salazar would not do anything about these behaviors of Sirius. After all, he seemed to be trying to please his son who was still a stranger to them, although Godric was getting more and more irritable.

"Let's go to see Quidditch!" Sirius said excitedly, holding up a few tickets. "Go to Italy, after the game, we will go... What's so interesting in Italy? Where do you want to go?"

Harry's eyes glowed green when he heard the Quidditch match, and looked at Godric with genuine affection.

Salazar asked curiously: "Italy? Are there any special desserts there?"

"We can go and see," said Sirius.

Godric looked at a few people, and he understood that he must be going, after all, the three of them were very interested.

So, the group went to Italy to watch a Quidditch match, and then went to the Muggle world to play for a few days.

And do you think they will go back to the UK?No, Sirius managed to bring out his sullen son, how could he let him go back, and why would he care about researching potions in the basement?

With a big wave of his hand, he took the three teenagers around half of Europe.

On the last day, I went back to Black's old house.

Without dementors, then Harry's school opening dinner this year is also normal~~

After sending away the little boy at home, Sirius became a little depressed.

Lupine went to Hogwarts. He searched around and found that he had no one to chat with now.

I had to chat with the portrait of my mother.

"I think there might be something special about Feeney."

"Hmph! So what?" Walburga looked at Sirius, it was really eyes not eyes, nose not nose.

"He seems to be different from the child from Principal Dumbledore's family."

"What do you mean?"

"Tell me, is there a possibility that Finny likes boys?"

Walburga: "..."

"I didn't say that casually!" Sirius danced and flustered. "He's just close with that kid!"

"Ah!"

"It's the kind of intimacy without distance. Of course, Finny and Harry are also very close. They have a very good relationship, but I can still see the distance between them."

"So you may not understand."

Sirius said: "For example, if Phineas has something to tell Harry at night, he will knock on the door and get Harry's permission before going back in. Even if he goes inside the tent, he will call in advance."

"And then?" Walburga flattered Sirius in a perfunctory manner.

"However, it is different for the other child. He will go in directly unless the child locks the door."

Sirius and Walburga looked at each other and said, "It's different, isn't it?! You can understand that too!"

"Actually, I don't understand," Walburga said.

"Okay, maybe I didn't understand clearly, let me put it another way, when Harry said that the food was delicious, and when he recommended it to Finny, he would ask me to buy him a new one!"

"What about the other one?"

"He would directly share it with the child, even if it was food, and would ask the child if he wanted to share half of it with him. If it was something, he would say let me try it too."

"So you understand?!"

Looking at the expectant eyes of Sirius, Walburga was very helpless, she was just a portrait infused with memory!But this guy in front of her actually made her think like a living person!

"Even if I understand what you mean! Then what do you want from me?!"

Walburga was lucky, and said loudly: "Do you want me to maintain a position with you to correct the child's wrong love? Or do you hope to get other ways from me to make Phineas like you normally? A girl!?"

Sirius frowned tightly.

"Why do you think so? Could it be...he just might like a boy! Not sure if he likes that at all!"

Sirius looked a little disappointed, he said in a low voice: "No matter who he likes, as long as he likes that person sincerely, we should understand and tolerate him!"

He whispered: "I knew it, you are just stubborn!"

Walburga snorted coldly: "Understanding? Tolerance? Stubbornness? That's right, I am such a memory! So, what do you expect from me?!"

Sirius opened his mouth and looked at Walburga's portrait, his eyes were confused and mixed with sadness.

"I'm dead! Sirius," said Walburga. "I'm just the memory of her resentment towards this world and her despair towards you many years ago."

"I know..." Sirius' voice was hoarse. "I know about this, I understand the difference between you, I just... just a long time, I haven't talked to you, Mom."

Walburga in the portrait suddenly became quiet when she heard the phrase "mother". Through the hazy canvas, she pressed her face into that layer of canvas, as if this could shorten the distance between herself and Sirius.

There was a silent silence between the two of them.

If he could do it all over again, would Sirius go to Azkaban without looking back?

He knew very well in his heart that if he did it again, he might not have the courage. He might want to spend the last time with his aging mother, and he might even want to be with the two children Phineas and Harry. Be there and watch them grow.

[I can take them to play Quidditch together. I play very well. I didn't join the academy team at the beginning because I didn't want to face Rael. 】

If he hadn't been there, Harry wouldn't have had such a sad childhood at his aunt's house, and Phineas wouldn't have been the breadwinner at a young age.

"I'm sorry..." Sirius said in a low, inaudible voice.