Chapter Six Hundred and Eighteenth Unsuitable Place for People to Live

Chapter 618 A place not suitable for people to live

He glanced at Blake. "My approach may be a little rough, if you don't mind."

He explained, "Removing all the picture frames that are hanging will affect the magic network of the house. I can put all the portraits on the picture frame into one picture frame, which will make them a bit crowded. But only take off With a picture frame, the impact on the house will be much smaller.”

Blake said happily, "That's too much trouble for you, thank you so much, please dispose of these portraits at will."

George took out his wand, and with a slight tap, the worm-eaten and moldy curtain rolled to one side, revealing a huge picture frame.

Inside was a mean and fierce old lady who was about to scold her.

As George's wand waved again, it was like an invisible rope was wrapped around the portrait characters, and they were dragged by the invisible rope to the border of the photo frame and disappeared.

"You bastards, scum," the old lady was yelling.

Suddenly, on the border of that huge photo frame, it was like rain. An old lady fell, and an old man fell. Another old lady fell, and another old man fell.

The old man and the old lady, like rain, kept falling from the border of the photo frame.

Bang, bang, bang.

The old lady in the photo frame, the old man who was smashed down like raindrops from the sky, was crushed by the old ladies. The swearing and swear words in her mouth were suppressed alive.

George waved his hand again, and the sound of raindrops also disappeared.

I saw that the photo frame was crowded with grim-faced old ladies and old men.

In the photo frame, the portraits that were huddled together and stepped on others, all opened their mouths wide, as if they were cursing something, or they were simply howling. A scene of a group of corpses coming out of the cage and zombies rampant.

Watching this scene, Blake and Lupin couldn't help but feel the chills in their hearts and broke out in a cold sweat. Such a scene is truly breathtaking.

"Where do you want to put this picture frame?" George looked back at Blake and asked casually.

"What? Where is what?"

Blake hadn't reacted from the shocking picture, he asked inexplicably, but he quickly understood.

George flicked his wrist, and the tip of the wand shot out a white light, and the huge photo frame immediately slid to the ground.

With a bang, the photo frame fell to the ground. The old men and the old ladies in the photo frame were bounced up in the shock, and then fell down heavily. They were all shaken and dazed.

Blake subconsciously pointed with his hand, and the big golem dog ran up immediately, and it opened its bloody mouth.

In an instant, the huge photo frame was also swallowed into the stomach of the golem.

"Forehead!"

Everyone was stunned.

"Actually, you can find a box to put it in."

George said calmly, after all, it is a portrait of the Black family of all generations, it seems a little bad to dispose of it like garbage.

"But since that's the case, let's throw it away." Blake said casually, "It's finally quiet now."

Seeing the picture just now, he didn't dare to put away such a picture frame. If one is not careful and makes them noisy, that group of old men and old ladies will make people crazy.

"It always feels a little bad." Lupin said a little embarrassedly, such a picture always felt embarrassing.

As a result, the portraits of so many generations of the Black family were wiped out and thrown into the garbage.

"Continue to clean up the second floor."

Blake didn't care about these details. He headed towards the second floor with a look of arrogance, as if he was going to launch a campaign to destroy the entire old house and the entire degenerate and old Blake family.

Black walked quickly to the second floor, and he continued to command the golem dog to attack the garbage on the second floor.

The first to be cleaned up were the heads of house-elves who had served the Black family all their lives on the walls. Those wrinkled, withered heads are enough to frighten any normal person who walks into the house.

This is yet another perverted tradition in the Black family, when house-elves, too old to carry their plates, chop off their heads and hang them on the wall as decorations.

While watching the golem dog swallow the heads of one after another ugly and twisted house-elves into the bloody mouth, he said disapprovingly, "I don't know which idiot ancestor of the Black family invented this idiot. Tradition."

Although he lost his memory, seeing the unbearably perverted scene in front of him, Black said with certainty, "I believe, I must be the only normal member of the Black family for so many generations."

As long as you are a normal person, you cannot accept that the walls of your home are covered with so many ugly, perverted heads.

Blake let out a long sigh of relief when the wrinkled, filthy, twisted heads of house-elves were cleared away. There is nothing more relaxing than cleaning up these perverted traces.

They continued on to a spacious living room, a long, high-ceilinged room on the second floor, with filthy tapestries hanging from the olive-green walls.

When one puts a foot on the carpet, a small puff of dust kicks up, and the long, yellow-green velvet curtain hums as if many invisible bees are flying inside.

They stood so far away that they didn't dare to approach. Blake looked at it with disgust, "It's like a garbage dump. You really should throw this garbage away with that useless house elf."

Blake instructed the Golem to start cleaning up the trash, and the Golem stepped forward and opened his mouth wide.

Just like the passing of a typhoon, all the dirty things, the dense dust, and the flood of vermin, were like hitting the most powerful vacuum cleaner, and were sucked into the stomach of the golem dog.

After the golem dog ravaged, the living room is finally a little normal now.

The entire carpet, tapestries, velvet curtains, and the vermin crawling behind the curtains were all sucked into the stomach by the golem dog and devoured.

Black walked over to a writing desk and tapped lightly with his hand, which immediately vibrated and rattled. "There should be a Boggart inside."

"never mind."

He looked at his palm, which had become pitch black because he touched the writing desk, and simply instructed the big golem to swallow the entire writing desk, along with the possible Boggart inside.

Black continued to rummage around, throwing everything he didn't want on the ground and letting the golem dog clean it up.

(To be continued.)