Chapter 210: Hogwarts without Della - Miss White's Dilemma
The puppet had previously commented on the simplicity of Sirius' plan, but Sirius had been incredibly successful in building a good relationship with the flat-faced cat Crookshanks, and had achieved some results.
When Gryffindor and Slytherin were playing against each other, Sirius transformed into a big black dog and, under the leadership of Crookshanks, risked his life to be discovered by Dementors to watch the game of his beloved godson. After coming back, he complained to the puppet about the Slytherin team's rude playing style.
"That group of people are just reckless. In their hands, the flying broom has become a deadly weapon!"
"Little Harry is so brave, he's not afraid of anything, just like James..."
"And that snarky-looking Slytherin brat who only relied on his broom to win."
The puppet extracted the point that made it angry from his indignation - "It's really like James". Now Sirius could accept the substitute?
As Sirius filled in the address for ordering a broomstick that he had gotten from Crookshanks, all the puppet could think of was "It's so unfair."
It had basically recovered by early December. Whenever it wanted, it could use Ximena's pure and beautiful appearance or Della's cold face to get along with Sirius. However, because the "Miss White" in Sirius's mouth had become more and more independent in recent days, the doll temporarily retained its appearance without facial features, but quietly changed its white hair into blonde hair.
But Sirius still enjoyed calling it Miss White, and his tone became more and more casual, as if he regarded the puppet Miss White as a friend.
This put the puppet in a dilemma. On the one hand, it believed that Sirius's feelings for it would be more conducive to its survival; on the other hand, it was not sure whether Sirius, who would become emotional when mentioning his friends, would kill it immediately after being provoked.
The puppet now possesses a transitional personality that was created. Previously, it only showed a cold and cruel personality due to 'ignorance'. After several months of communication with Sirius, its past ignorance was filled a little, allowing it to recognize its true color.
In fact, it is not very smart, otherwise its plan would not have gone completely astray. Although it has read about Della Riddle and Maggie, who are quite smart, meeting them does not mean that it is also like that. After all, it does not have the same experience as them.
It also had a timid quality. Several times the doll turned into the appearance of James or Lily, hoping to take advantage of Sirius, who was always tired after going out and was in low spirits, to realize its adult ambitions in one fell swoop. However, it was more afraid of not surviving, so it backed down at the last minute.
"Ms. White, do you think Harry will be happy to see his new broom today?" On Christmas Eve, Sirius put one hand on the window. Although he couldn't see, he put his head close to the window and looked out. "He should be happy. He dared to ride a baby broom when he was so young. Like James, he is a natural Quidditch player."
Same with James.
Sirius always adds this sentence after talking about Harry recently. The puppet was a little jealous at first, but now it has had enough.
"I think he will be very happy." Thinking so, the puppet replied in the same calm voice as always.
"The next Quidditch match seems to be in February. Ah, I really want to see Harry riding on that majestic rocket crossbow right now," Sirius sighed, and finally left the window where only a half moon could be seen. He walked to the bed and sat down, facing Miss White on the couch. "Are you curious about the outside, Miss White?"
Perhaps because there were always people talking to him, Sirius's grey eyes no longer had the madness they had at the beginning, and his face, which was slightly hidden by his messy black hair, had regained some of its former ease, especially when he spoke seriously, one could even see some of his former handsomeness.
"Why do you ask this suddenly, Sirius?" The puppet would give a perfunctory answer to most questions, but it has always been curious about what Sirius thinks of it.
"You hardly ever ask me about the outside world, as if you don't care about anything, but you, you actually—" Sirius frowned, trying to organize his words, "You actually haven't experienced anything, right? Then why don't you ask me more?"
Because if everything goes well, after it has completed its mission, this body will be able to experience everything.
"I—" The puppet didn't know how to answer this question for a moment. Its mission was to be "born" into this world, not to be curious about this world. In the end, it could only say, "I don't know either."
"I don't know, I don't know..." Sirius muttered in a low voice for a few words, and then burst into laughter, "This is still a good answer, much better than the 'pure-blood pride' and 'family honor' I have heard of!"
"Sirius?" The puppet didn't realize how his next sentence had any relevance to the topic of their conversation.
"When you say you don't know, doesn't that mean you're starting to seek knowledge? And seeking knowledge is better than accepting it," Sirius was still smiling, looking at the doll with admiration in his grey eyes, "So it seems that you've already realized that 'no one is born this way', Miss White."
"You seem to be praising me," the puppet suddenly said, "but I feel like you are praising yourself in me more."
"I swear this is a point worthy of praise, both on me and on you!" Sirius first retorted, then slightly widened his gray eyes, ran to the doll with a look of surprise and looked around, "Were you just taunting me, Miss White?"
it seems that......
Regarding Sirius's constant emphasis on the concept of 'no one is born this way', the puppet felt a little inexplicably guilty in addition to resisting it.
"No." The puppet denied, but could not give a reason to explain its behavior.
"Okay~" Sirius spread out his hands, as if he believed what the puppet said, but his tone was full of smiles. He took two steps and sat back on the bed facing the puppet. "Do you have any questions about the outside world that you want to ask me, Miss White? I will definitely tell you everything I know, um... such as the rules of Quidditch?"
"Chaser, Quaffle, Beater, Bludger, Seeker, Snitch." The puppet said a series of nouns, but its deliberate pauses showed that it knew roughly how to play the game.
"Did I ever tell you the rules?" Sirius tilted his head in confusion.
"You didn't, but you've talked about that Quidditch match many times," the puppet answered him, "and I don't ask, but I think."
Sirius opened his eyes slightly and looked at the doll in front of him. It was as if he had reacquainted himself with Miss White, who always answered his questions and obeyed his every command.