Harry Potter: This savior is a bit bad

Chapter 280 Welcoming a New Life

"Well... the only requirement is love for your destined partner."

"Aurora and I are able to live in good health because of the true love that our father and Lucius have for us."

Sirius fell into deep thought.

"I won't rush you like your aunt...his (her) birth is up to you."

"Thank you, Sissy..."

His hand gently stroked the woman's cascading hair.

Once upon a time, he and James had discussed the possibility that Narcissa was a Veela.

James teased him that he couldn't tell the difference between silver and platinum.

However, James also believed that even the Veela, who were famous for their beauty, were not one-tenth as beautiful as Narcissa.

"She might be the doppelganger of the vampire ancestor! That's why she looks exactly like the portrait in my house!" James said excitedly.

In addition to the huge portraits, the Potter family has a room full of portraits.

All kinds of expressions, nothing is lacking.

Sirius begged old Potter to take one of the portraits away.

He carefully gathered up the lock of platinum-blond hair and placed it with the statuette in his ancestral home at 12 Grimmauld Place.

"Mother……"

"Rebellious son! Why did you come back? Are you willing to make me angry and come back to life?"

Walburga was still angry at Sirius for bringing Lupin back to the ancestral home.

"The Black family will not be extinct in my hands..."

"What do you mean?"

Sirius' expression softened: "The next generation of Black is about to be born..."

"You finally..." Walburga was overjoyed. Suddenly, she seemed to have thought of something: "Who is the mother of the child?"

Sirius did not answer her question directly: "Don't worry, the child's mother is pure blood..."

"That's better..." Walburga seemed relieved: "You finally let her go..."

"..."

Sirius didn't explain further, "The mother of the child is very beautiful..."

"What matters most is that you like her..." Walburga was delighted. "Can I meet her?"

This was the first time she used a tone of request.

"I'm sorry, Mom... The child will be raised in the ancestral home. You have also met his mother..."

His eyes flickered, and it was obvious that, as a Gryffindor, he was not good at lying.

"You seem to have gotten what you wanted?" Walburga narrowed his eyes. "Will Lucius agree?"

"Mom, don't ask, I will bring the child to you..."

"Don't bring trouble to yourself! The Malfoy family will never forgive you!" Walburga looked anxious.

"My child will have nothing to do with the Malfoy family... He will only inherit everything from the Black family."

Sirius vowed.

"That's good... You're so old, but you still make me worry about you every day..."

"Who made you choose to be a mother..." There was no more impatience in Sirius' eyes.

"You and Regulus are both my pride... Unfortunately, I didn't tell you in person when I was alive..." Walburga burst into tears.

"..." Sirius turned his back.

He didn't want his mother to see him in such a state.

His beautiful facial features were all squeezed together because of crying.

His shoulders trembled slightly.

He held his forehead with one hand and scratched his hair with the other hand in confusion.

At this time, Walburga no longer held her son's arms to comfort him.

Kreacher, who was not far away, silently stepped back.

He wanted to give the hostess and the eldest master an independent space.

The regrets and missed opportunities of the past will eventually pass.