But this does not mean that I can accept such a close blood relationship, I still have my own parents and relatives - even the Muggle world in the UK is not easy to find the lunar calendar at this time, I myself took the quill and pushed it backwards when I was bored, and in the past three years, every time it was the Mid-Autumn Festival and other days, I would silently follow the custom to buy a little, and I was worried about the past: the old pedantic parents who didn't have time to honor themselves, and the theory that I didn't have the opportunity to prove to the world.Although sometimes I think that my parents might be more interested in my unannounced death or disappearance, and find some clues.I really don't have much blood affection for Sirius, and with all due respect, I even know that he is destined to disappear after that veil, unless I can think of a way not to endanger my own life and prevent him from setting foot in Heaven, and this possibility seems extremely small now—I spent a long time deducing it last night, and I couldn't think of a way to save Cedric's young life, let alone Sirius.Based on two points, subjective and objective, I am repulsive about Sirius.After Professor Dumbledore asked, I didn't say anything, my eyes turned to the side where Phineas could not be seen.Before Professor Dumbledore could say anything, Phineas had already pushed and squeezed several former headmasters who were watching the excitement, raised his delicate cane and scolded me: "Your father is not a good fellow, and you didn't inherit the bloodline of our Black family, so you went to Ravenclaw......"
Several of the headmasters in the headmaster's room (who seemed to be wise professors from Ravenclaw) all let out disapproving voices, and raised their wands menacingly at Phineas - judging from this bad situation, They seem to have moved their hands at least once before.Phineas ignored the other headmasters, but seeing that I looked indifferent, he changed his strategy, adjusted a little, and said subtly: "At least you didn't go to the barbaric Glendeor House—ah, that, Mr.
White, the Black family will always be a strong backing for every good offspring, anyway." ”Phineas's nervousness towards me was not because I was so good or anything, but mostly because the surname Blake was on the verge of disappearing, and the only remaining male was not only no longer on the family tree, but also did not know whether he was alive or dead on the way to the fugitive - at least not many people knew that he was now in that cave a dozen miles away - the family that valued inheritance and lineage had fallen into this situation, and Phineas naturally had to find a way to maintain their poor and almost extinct surname as much as possible.I saw that the former headmaster was hung on the wall, and that he had to go to great lengths for his withering family, and I thought Phineas was a little pitiful, but at the same time, I still thought that the surname White was more likely.Phineas was a little angry, and Professor Dumbledore said, "Vincent, everyone needs family.Your life has just begun, and you need more reliable support from your elders in the days to come, and I don't think your mother will blame you too much for accepting your father. ”If I were Vincent, I would have been moved, but I knew Sirius's destined death, so I also knew very well that going up and accepting this blood relationship at this time would soon become a burden.Before I could say anything, Phineas, a little annoyed by my lack of time, picked at me and said, "I don't think Sirius is a reliable elder, Merlin is above, he might be hiding on the other side of the earth now, this bloodthirsty villain." ”Dumbledore shook his head and said, "Phineas, I've told you many times that Sirius is innocent—even if we can't find evidence to exonerate him at the moment.You should have some faith in your great-great-grandchildren. ”Phineas snorted through his nose, he didn't have a good attitude towards Sirius anyway.I watched them talk silently, and Dumbledore blinked, turned back to me, and asked, "You don't seem surprised that Sirius wasn't wronged." ”I'm certainly not surprised, because I already knew.But Vincent didn't know everything in this condition, but fortunately I reacted quickly, paused, and put on an indifferent tough posture and said, "I don't think there's anything wrong with being wanted." ”Helen has also been wanted by the Boyle family and her own mother, the Bonnet family, for more than nine years, just like being wanted by the French Ministry of Magic.Headmaster Dumbledore was silent, then apologized, saying, "Although the measures are too extreme, your mother's insistence on supporting equality and freedom is still admirable. ”He tapped his fingertips, considered something, and said, "Now that the school is going to improve the protections of the tournament and prepare for the first game in two weeks, it is a busy mess, and it will not be possible to help you contact Sirius for a while......
(Phineas interjected, "If you can get in touch - please, please, please contact him, please inform the Ministry of Magic, it is illegal to harbor fugitives. ”For all his anger for his great-great-grandson now, I'm sure if Sirius had been caught, he would have been the first to try to hide him.These pure-bloods are always like this, with a good face and unprincipled shortcomings, especially now: at this moment when the Black family is thin, it is useless to emphasize political positions. ）Professor Dumbledore ignored Phineas and continued, "......
But just as you have the right to accept or reject your identity, Mr.
Black has the right to know your existence.You know, Vincent, neither Harry nor I have any reason to hide this fact for you - oh, Harry is your father's godson. ”"Well, he's Sirius's godson, I know, Mom told me."
I said that I think it was a lot of work to know what I should know and what I didn't in the midst of a sea of information about the world.Phineas heard something at this time, and said slyly, "Oh, so do you and the Potter boy know how to contact my unscrupulous great-great-grandson?"
”I noticed that the headmasters in the headmaster's office all turned their heads to look at Dumbledore, and Dumbledore's face did not change, and he still said flatly, "Phineas, you must know that Sirius is innocent.And on this basis, there is no evidence that anyone was able to contact the innocent person. ”Since Professor Dumbledore insisted on playing dumb, there was nothing anyone else could do with him.Since I didn't have any desire to recognize my relatives or anything for the time being, he didn't force it, but seemed to want to finish the series of bad jokes about trolls, house-elves and dwarves last semester, I shuddered, and when I said goodbye, Professor Dumbledore made another joke: "I suggest you don't let those two drippers know that you are Vincent White, your name has been said so many times in front of them, I don't think you want to know how strong their revenge is." ”I quickly shook my head, indicating that I wouldn't be stupid enough to run up and introduce myself to the Dripper, and after closing the door, Phineas's urgent comment entered my ears through the crack in the door: "Oh my God, Dumbledore, I see no reason why you shouldn't be guarding against this kid - if anyone has a wicked talent comparable to that guy, I think it's him."
Look at his parents......"
I pondered for a few seconds, and then realized that the "guy" Phineas was referring to might be the you-know-who, just as I was out of the spiral staircase, and I stumbled and almost fell to my knees at the feet of the dripping beast, (causing them to make a sound of stones rubbing, I guess they were laughing) - what a pleasure it was to compare me to that one!
I found two friends in the library, who had finished their Transfiguration papers for the week, and were flipping through some of the magic books recommended by Professor McGonagall, and I sat down, pulled the rest of Benelli's parchment, told them the information I had received from Professor Dumbledore, and then buried myself in my papers, listening to their opinions intently."
P.A.
It seems that Trojan is called internally, and the girl in Beauxbatons said yesterday that their organization is called Trojan Horse."
Dan Qi got up and glanced at Mrs.
Pince's position, and then folded a few corners in a few important places in the library books."
Of course they wouldn't call it a Trojan - that would be stupid, wouldn't that be tantamount to publicizing their plan to break into the purebloods?
However, in this way, Vincent, it seems that you have forged a high status within them before you have done anything, and even told you this kind of thing, and you are already regarded as a core member. ”Benelli pulled out a book on herbology and stared at one of the plants.I stopped and looked up and said, "I'm curious why he wants to get in touch with the mysterious man, and why you read books on herbology when you don't have to." ”Herbology is Benelli's weakness, and every time he does his homework, herbology must be the first to be done, and then the textbooks and homework are pressed to the bottom of the bag, and they will never be taken out again before the next class.Benelli and Danqi both looked a little bad when they heard the name of the mysterious man - this is a normal reaction of English wizards, and we looked at each other and agreed that Bruce was a radical lunatic."
If he chooses to take it one step at a time and slowly dismantle the pure-blood diehards, I will still think highly of him - when the Mystics first rose, they were honest recruiters.It would be stupid if he planned to destroy the pure-blood forces from the source, the mysterious man had been missing for so many years, life and death were still two words, and now his appeal and status significance were far less than before.What's more......"
Dan Qi swallowed the rest of the words into his stomach and grimaced.What's more, that little rookie gathered a bunch of wizards (mostly French) with no combat experience, and even if the mysterious people were really weak, it would be easy to kill them."
Why did he choose England to be his non-pure-blood wizard?"
I pressed my temples and figured that this guy was really a big bomb from time to time, or a big bomb wrapped in a sinister nail brick corrosive potion.Danqi and Benelli laughed."
If he's a snail, you're the only thing the snail likes to eat - thank goodness Professor Hagrid didn't pick you out of the wide range of foods that could be absorbed by the snail, otherwise they'd be attacking Hogwarts tomorrow."
Danqi said and glanced at his left hand with a pretended melancholy look, and now the back of the hand was still dark red, which was the mark left by the cute hybrid critter in Wednesday's magical creature conservation class."
It's not a good analogy."
I dipped in the ink and began my description of the transformation spell: there was a delay in speed, and there was no more than a 1 in 10 chance of random mutations, such as the hedgehog turning into a needle pad that sometimes swayed slowly like a soft aquatic weed underwater, making it look a little disgusting.Compared to Bruce, who was already a big trouble in our hearts, Benelli and Danki were obviously more concerned about my fable, theoretical dad."
Listen to the headmaster, Sirius is innocent?
Slow down - you think about it, Sirius went straight to Hogwarts after escaping from prison last semester, and nothing happened in the end, if he didn't kill so many Muggles back then, and he didn't come to kill Potter this time, then what did he want to do if he didn't run away for so many years, and he escaped from prison last year?
”Danqi stuffed the book in his hand into his bag and carefully analyzed it with Benelli, who was also in high spirits.I'm a little confused in the Headmaster's office, and I'm not sure which secrets to tell Dumbledore, which to tell my friends, and which ones only to keep Bruce rotting in his belly......
I shook my head, but it was easier to cope with my metamorphosis homework, at least at this point I could write everything I knew without any scruples.Maybe he's just getting impatient in Azkaban, maybe he's just figured out how to escape, maybe it's going to take years......
"I'm helping them come up with some reasonable explanations, I can't tell them that Sirius came out to catch rats, right?""
So the first thing he did when he escaped from prison was to visit his godson in the locked-down Hogwarts?"
Dan Qi sighed twice, "If it's true, it's really affectionate and righteous."
He and Potter's dad must have had a good relationship. ”Danqi, who didn't know anything about that story, bypassed the bonds and friendships of those people back then, entangled in resentment, concealed the secrets and twists and turns that had been revealed for many years, but directly told the truth, which made me sigh a little.Benelli closed the herbology textbook and tapped on the cover (the winged narcissus on the cover rolled up petals in fright): "The headmaster asked if you wanted to see him—and since the headmaster asked, Sirius wouldn't be too far away, like in Vietnam or something......
And he cared so much about Potter, Potter was chosen for the tournament again - we've been guessing here for a long time, maybe he's lying on Hogsmeade right now, staring anxiously at the Daily Prophet!
”After saying that, he was amused by his divergent thinking, and he didn't take it seriously, turned around and began to organize his school bag.I:......
Dan Qi thought about this possibility for a moment, and then said objectively: "I don't think it's likely, he is wanted now, and no matter how close he is to Hogwarts, he can't rush in to help Potter, so why take this risk?"
Even if he cared about Potter, he could get out of Azkaban and not even think about it. ”I:......
Seeing that Sirius's hiding place was about to be circled by them because of the few revelations I had revealed, and as a result, his own choices were too impulsive and reckless to save the situation, it seems that smart people can only deal with smart people, and can only do nothing about those who don't play their cards according to common sense.I put my unfinished paper in Danki's bag, pocketed it and walked with them to the auditorium for lunch, and as we walked out of the library we met Malfoy and Parkinson, who wore "Support Cedric Diggory" badges, while Crabbe and Goyle, two guys who clearly didn't fit the library's style, didn't show up."
White, come here, I have something to tell you."
He said to me in a commanding tone, dragging an arrogant emphasis."
What's the matter?"
I wondered when I was going to drag the underwhelmed guy out where no one was around, and let Malfoy pull me aside, leaving Dange, Benelli, and Parkinson big eyes on small eyes."
That boyle—" he said, lowering his voice and squinting his eyes, "what does he mean?"
Actually wrote a letter to search for the whereabouts of the Dark Lord?
And P.A?
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Does he want to surrender?
My dad said we had nothing to do with the Dark Lord anymore, so don't come to us in such a big way and smear our family's reputation. ”Mr.
Malfoy is now very clear on this matter, but judging by the face of little Malfoy, it is obvious that Draco wants to be connected with Voldemort, who has a suppressive attitude towards all non-pure-blood wizards, which has something to do with his view of wizarding.I also lowered my voice slightly: "Then you go and talk to him yourself."
I have nothing to do with him.Don't talk to me. ”Malfoy pouted: "Didn't I meet you, I'm sure I'm going to talk about him on his side, I just want to give you a wake-up call, so that you can see your brother clearly......"
His words were interrupted by Danqi's curse, and we subconsciously turned around, just in time to see Danqi narrowly and narrowly dodge a powerful kick from Parkinson's absolutely vicious force, temporarily avoiding the risk of physical means of cutting off children and grandchildren (but honestly, even if the kick is really accurate, I believe Madam Pomfrey has a way).Malfoy and I gasped, forgetting about Bruce and Voldemort for a moment."
Are you crazy?"
Danqi stood far away with a little anxious eyes, and at the same time leaned over slightly, refusing to face Parkinson's head-on.I noticed that Benelli didn't know where to go, and Parkinson lifted his chin, pulled her neat short hair, and said impatiently to Malfoy, "Are you done?"
”"We're done!"
Out of some innate mentality, I didn't have any desire to stay in front of this witch for a second longer, so I pushed Malfoy, who didn't react, to that side, and walked away with Danqi quickly."
What's wrong?
What happened?
Where's Benelli?
”I asked."
That madwoman, I'm going to cast the most vicious transfiguration spell on her!"
Dan Qi patted his chest with palpitations, "She said that she didn't like me, and the reason was too." ”The author has something to say: 1.
Parkinson's male god has not changed, he is still a Malfoy classmate, and it should last for a long time.But I had a whim two days ago and gave her a happy rival It doesn't seem to be bad, the feeling of disgust between the two is cute, and Danqi's classmates will definitely be able to hold the Mu haha 2.The brain hole is open to the second game, and the mermaid will guard the most precious person of the warriors at that time, since Fleur has been replaced by Bruce......
Silently fantasized about Vincent's petrified expression after being called away.That's right, Vincent is indeed attacking, no matter how sticky Bruce is to him, he can't shake it off, but the attributes of attack will not change!
Fist!
- Looking forward to that game~3.As for Professor Snape, I was reminded that I was often not a fan of him, and it seemed that there were not many appearances == Professor is very charismatic, and he will often come to shake the field in the future.Chapter 37 We walked to the Ravenclaw table, Danqi carefully chose a position to guard against the direction of Slytherin and sat down, we ate Benilli while we ate a meal, it turned out that when I was talking to Malfoy just now, Benelli suddenly remembered a useful book on magical herbs that he had read before, and hurried back to the library, leaving Danqi and Slytherin's Parkinson's and a stiff atmosphere.When Benelli appeared smiling with a stack of books all about plants, we were talking about the Slytherin girl, Miss Parkinson.Danqi took a sip of orange juice and moved to the left, making room for Benelli, who was holding a large stack of books: "This is obviously not 'a book I read before'. ”Benelli peeked his head out from behind the pile of books and grinned happily, "It's a lot.Danqi, don't chew the words anymore, you will be disgusted by girls like this. ”The corners of Danqi's eyes twitched, obviously remembering a certain witch with ruthless footwork just now.Benelli patted the stack of books on his seat that was almost as high as his shoulder, and said with relief: "My Christmas present for my mother has been settled." ”Danqi moved, stretched his legs, and accidentally kicked me: "Oh, sorry......
Christmas gifts?
Do you want to send a book flower or something?
Is it worth looking up so many books in herbalism?
”Benelli explained: "I wanted to give my mom a gift, but since I went to Hogwarts, I saw her a lot less, and her mind became more and more unpredictable, and for four years Christmas, birthday, Thanksgiving, and so on, I gave me clothes, jewelry, books, and my own quill made from butterflies - but she wasn't very satisfied......"
"You can just ask her what she wants." ”I say."
Oh, baby, as long as it's something you give, mom will love it."
Danqi and Benelli said in unison.Dan Qi continued: "You don't know women, Vincent, and the more they want something, the more they want you to find out that she wants it, and buy it for her—Benelli, your mother must have hinted at you something, but you didn't receive it. ”Benelli licked his oily fingers and retorted, "Impossible!
Not only do I pay attention to the magazines and flyers she reads, but I also keep knocking on the sideways - but she's an Oro!
How could I possibly come out of the mouth of an Oro?
”He shook his head in frustration, indicating that it was not his fault that he didn't know what to send.Dan Qi asked, "So you want to give her a magic plant that can eat people or something?"
”Danqi had a few big words written on his face: This is not a good idea.Benelli smirked and wanted to pat the stack of books again, but suddenly remembered that his hands were full of oil, so he withdrew his hand in time, and while casting a cleansing charm on his fingers, he said, "Of course not—I want a potion that will help me imitate the thinking of a middle-aged woman, Mrs.
Orohornby......"
Danki and I were a little surprised, I swallowed the food in my mouth, and said" What are you going to do if you think that generic potion is above O.W.L.S., and several ingredients haven't been discovered for more than 100 years?
”Benelli was inscrutable: "I'm going to change that recipe and replace it with something else." ”Danqi said: "Change the old recipe?
That's a big project – are you sure you can get it done before Christmas this year?
”Benelli smiled and sandwiched a chicken leg between Dan and me: "So I need you two to help me do experiments and adjust the formula!"
”Dan Qi looked at the chicken legs on his plate in disbelief: "It's hard to change a recipe that has been practiced for a long time, so you're going to buy the two of us with chicken legs mass-produced by a house-elf?"
”Benelli insidiously used the agitation method: "Then you mean you can't do it?"
”Out of the young Ravenclaw's confidence in his innate intelligence, he held his head high and said, "Isn't it just an old recipe, the three of us together can't do it!"
”Out of the corner of my eye, I swept to Bruce, who seemed gentle and harmless at the moment, and I remembered what Dumbledore had said that Dange and Benelli were worried about a lot of things for me, and I felt that it was not impossible to monitor Bruce while researching potions with my good friends, but it would take a little more effort, so I nodded and said, "I'm fine—as long as I don't make any trouble." ”"Always so low-key, your Animagus must be a mouse."
Danqi elbowed me and made a little joke.But I suddenly remembered Peter Pettigrew and choked and coughed.Benelli laughed happily, "Most people's Patronus and Animagus are animals, we can try this spell another day and see what we can conjure......
Why is that Slytherin girl so fierce?
”He watched Parkinson's leave after eating, "She just glared here, did any of us provoke her?"
”This time it was my turn to gloat: "Ask Danki, that Slytherin's Pancy Parkinson was very enthusiastic about Danqi after you entered the library." ”"Very enthusiastic indeed," Danqi had to tell the story again, "She knows that she can't do magic like me, and Madame Pince is right behind, so she just raises her leg and kicks ......"
Benelli excitedly said, "Where did the kick go?"
”Danqi snorted: "Of course not-she has long looked at me unpleasantly, and she wants to do it on the train when school starts, she is just a little sister, how does the Parkinson's family educate children?"
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”"Slytherin students are generally not very educated," Benelli said objectively, "how did you provoke her?"
”Dan Qi said indignantly: "How do I know?
Do the gangsters – male and female alike – need a reason to look at others unpleasantly?
By the way, Vincent, you're familiar with that Malfoy kid, can you help me ask his little girlfriend which tendon is wrong?
”So now Malfoy and I have reached the level of "acquaintances"?
I smiled and nodded.Things always turn out unexpectedly, and I didn't have time to ask Malfoy why Parkinson wanted to beat Danqi during the week, and I was busy with the course; I also meditated with my friends on the potion prescription that simulated other people's minds; At the same time, the most important thing for me is to make a little contact with some of the important people of the moment, such as Cedric and Fleur, etc., every day, and observe my influence on these people and the reaction of order as if I were doing an experiment, so as to refine my guiding formula with more and more complex parameters......
As a result, on Friday afternoon of the week after Harry was drafted for the Warriors, something happened that caught me off guard.Because Benelli was going to experiment with his modified formula, he often came to Professor Spruelette with a lot of questions, and this afternoon there was a herbal class, so we took a short break and went to the greenhouse early without taking a nap.Professor Sprout had a relieved look on his face when he saw the three of us, and we were indeed motivated students who had nothing to do, and because the questions were wide-ranging and tricky, Professor Sprout was a little distressed.As Benelli asked Professor Splitt with a serious face in his notebook with a pile of questions, I turned my face and saw something black squatting in the trees by the lake in the distance......
Well?
I jerked my head back and almost twisted my neck, squinted my eyes at the tree, and saw a big black dog.Normally□□ a large dog would not be so comfortable standing among the branches of a leafy tree......
Anyway, how did it get up, or did he?
My heart hung - why was he in Hogwarts?
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I almost cursed, did I run in so recklessly to be executed right now?
Merlin's crystal ball, Sirius, you are destined to throw yourself into the arms of death next summer, why are you in such a hurry!
It's another place that doesn't match the plot, I've been used to everything going in the predetermined direction for three years, I'm a little hysterical, staring at the tree with the big black dog squatting and trotting over, Dan Qi shouted from behind, asked me what to do, I left a sentence to help me ask for leave, and hurried to the lake without caring about anything else, with only one thought in my head: don't let this reckless guy get caught.Otherwise, if he lost his life more than a year ahead of schedule and harmed the pond fish, wouldn't I be even more innocent?
The closer I ran, the more I felt that the big black dog was Sirius's Animagus, and that the eyes were different from ordinary animals, full of complex emotions, illustrated this.It wasn't until I got closer that I felt a little hesitant, how could I talk to him?
Also, is it because he knows that he suddenly has an extra son out of nothing?
Before I could draw any conclusions, I noticed that the big dog seemed to be even more cramped than I was, and when he saw me approaching, he walked restlessly on the branches, and then jumped into the lake in my daze, and disappeared in an instant, splashing water that even wet the hem of my robe.The sound of a heavy object popping into the water attracted Durmstrang's idle students, who didn't see anything in the water, looked at me a few times and went about their own business, two of whom greeted me warmly, and I guessed they were the D.A. members of Bruce.I thought about it for a moment and used the Tracking Charm: fortunately, the "big dog" himself couldn't use magic to cover his whereabouts.I squinted and saw a long, unrecognizable pale cyan ripple floating on the surface of the water, stretching to the edge of the Forbidden Forest.I looked around, hid myself, and ran along the lake in the direction of the Forbidden Forest, but I turned around for more than ten minutes without seeing the shadow of the black dog.Just when I was about to give up looking, I realized that this location was very close to the beating willow.Professor Snape had caught Sirius in the Screaming House, so it was no longer safe......
Sirius: He's not going to run back to that place.I paused, thinking it was still necessary to go in and have a look.I commanded the branch to poke the scar, and the cat bent through the branch.Even though it was noon outside, the underground path was dark and gloomy, too narrow for me, and uneven.I stumbled forward, rubbing my head on the top of the aisle several times, and I was disgraced.After walking for a while, I finally found myself in the Screaming Shed, which was covered in cobwebs and winds, and really looked like a haunted house that was famous all over the country.The structure of the shed was not complicated, I roughly turned around and did not see Sirius.Since I tried to look for him and couldn't find him, the chances of him being bumped into by someone without a heart are very small.The last room was also empty, and I didn't find Sirius in the shed, and I didn't think he was as uninhibited as I had remembered, or rather adventurous and aggressive.Looking at the time, there were still twenty minutes before the bell rang, and I was about to rush back to Professor Splett's class, but when I turned around, I found a man quietly appearing at the door.His beard appeared to have been scrawled and a little unkempt.The hair seems to have been repaired with a little gentle magic, and it is a little weirdly fluffy and supple.In this way, the best part of his body is his eyes, which are burning and shining, revealing exuberant vitality and positivity.My facial features are six or seven points like his.There was an eerie silence in the room.In front of me stood Sirius.More than twenty years ago, he was a mischievous but well-graded, handsome boy at Glendewdo College; Fourteen years ago, he was a heroic young man who was soaked by rain in the living room of an old house in France, and was full of hope even when the times were difficult; A year earlier, he had been hunted down for betraying his best friend, massacring Muggles, and escaping from prison.His life flashed before my eyes, and I looked at him with mixed feelings, and found that although his clothes were still shabby and dirty, he was in good shape, and although there was still the haze of torture in Azkaban, there was no doubt that he was gradually coming from the past.A year later, the guy's reinvigorated guy will disappear behind the mysterious curtain in the Department of Mysteries, and will never be seen again.After a few seconds of confrontation, it was Sirius who opened his mouth first, and he hesitated a little before he spoke, but as a few words were spit out a little stumblingly, the one behind him became much more fluent, and his demeanor became natural: "Oh, okay, don't be nervous, kid."
Well, Professor Dumbledore has already told you—I didn't kill those Muggles......"
Maybe after the loss of his best friend, Sirius was dead set on the accusations, but at least for the moment, in the face of his own flesh and blood, he was nervous about the false accusations, and was full of fear that I wouldn't believe that he was a good man of integrity and innocence.Of course I do, because I always knew it.But the son Vincent he really cared about was long gone.That night not long ago, Sirius said goodbye to Harry and Hermione at the top of the tower, and I hid outside the door and watched quietly, when the wisp of obsession in me that belonged to the real Vincent was truly gone.