Back in the room, Alexis put down the paper bag, took off his windbreaker, threw it casually on the bed, and pointed to the sofa.

"Sit anywhere."

After speaking, he rolled up his sleeves and took out the contents of the paper bag.

It was some fruit, and a big bag of cream, and various colors of food coloring.

The room Alexis booked at the Byron Hotel was a suite, almost as big as a three-bedroom apartment.

Because it was a long-term reservation, there were some Alexis' personal belongings piled up in the room, and the hotel didn't care about them.

At this time, the living room was littered with tools. Tables were pushed together and put together. There were several messy cream cakes on the table.

Alexis held the turntable and put it on the ground. She followed him and sat in front of the turntable. He reached out and grabbed a piece of cake, cut it into squares in twos and threes, and placed it on the turntable.

He took another handful of blueberries, crushed them and scattered them randomly on the bread. After thinking about it, he mixed a tube of cream with gray pigment and spread it on top.

Alexis was concentrating on making the cake. He put all his energy on it, as if Harry and others next to him didn't exist.

After writing the letter and having two drinks in the bar in Diagon Alley, Alexis bought tools and returned to the room to start making cakes.

The messy cakes that were smashed on the table were all made by him, but he didn't seem satisfied with his work.

Hermione squatted beside Alexis curiously, observing Alexis's methods, while Harry and Ron quietly wandered around the room.

Dumbledore stood aside and watched for a while, then started wandering around.

Alexis used the clean and tidy room for just one night, but it was in a mess. Dessert tools were scattered everywhere. Cakes, chocolates, candies, cookies, etc. were everywhere. The walls were even stained with pieces of semi-dried cream. .

Everything in the room made Dumbledore frown.

Alexis is a regimented person.

Although he doesn't have mysophobia or obsessive-compulsive disorder, where he lives, everything will be neatly arranged, which is definitely not like the grocery store now.

Dumbledore remembered that the last time Alexis made his place look like this was 11 years ago.

Alexis is a simple man, and everything around him fully reveals his inner self.

He can easily whip up a sophisticated and delicious cake if he's in the mood.

Look at the messy desserts in the house and the cream marks on the wall.

These perfectly reflect his inner state.

Dumbledore paused slightly.

He bent down and lifted up the bedside and picked up a bird from under the bed.

This is an ordinary sparrow, with a small body and gray feathers. It is no different.

However, it is dead.

Dumbledore reached out and wiped some residue from the sparrow's beak, then brought it up to his nose and smelled it.

Onions, daisies, the bitter one should be bezoar, a few plants from the Far East, thin dragon's blood, a lot of cream, a small amount of chocolate, white sugar...

What is Alexis going to do?

As far as Dumbledore knew, Alexis was very accomplished in pharmacy. He could combine various medicinal materials reasonably and cook a pot of delicious porridge, which could not only fill his stomach but also exert its medicinal effects. It also provides delicious food.

This is his unique talent!

He had never failed, and the most serious one was just causing Mrs. Norris, whom Filch raised, to suffer from vomiting and diarrhea.

That time, he wondered if Alexis did it on purpose.

What about this time?

Dumbledore reached out from under the bedside table and pulled out a dead mouse.

This time, only two people died from what he saw.

Death is not allowed in the process of experimental potions. Even Dumbledore knew that every potion had caused the death of many lives during the maturation process, and many of them were even human beings.

But it is unusual for this kind of thing to happen to a pharmacist who never fails.

"Alex." Dumbledore hid the mouse and sparrow and returned to the living room.

"I haven't been to London for a long time. Can you take me for a walk?"

With quick movements of her hands, Alexis carved each strawberry into a bird, placed it on the cake, and said "No" without raising her head.

Dumbledore choked, not knowing what to say.

"Mr. Alexis." Hermione also noticed that the atmosphere was unusual, and she asked cautiously, "Can I have a piece?"

Alexis finished decorating, casually spread a handful of butter on her hand, and then smashed the delicate cake into pieces with one punch.

"No."

"You can't eat this cake." Alexis explained as he cleaned up the mess and threw the freshly baked cake on the table aside.

"Not for you."

After saying that, he grabbed another piece of cake, spread it on the turntable, and started again.

Hermione looked at Dumbledore and asked with her eyes, what's wrong with Mr. Alexis?

Dumbledore responded with silence.

What's wrong? You're competing with yourself.

"Alex, we should talk."

Seeing Alexis smashing the sixth cake with one punch, the aura around him seemed to be getting more and more manic, and Dumbledore had to speak out.

Alexis made a movement with her hands, and the decoration turned into a spiral-shaped pile of excrement.

puff-

The seventh was scrapped.

"Talk about what?"

Dumbledore sat down next to Alexis, organizing his words.

It was already noon. After asking for Dumbledore's permission, the three of them went out to play. Dumbledore and Alexis were the only two people in the room.

"Talk about Blake."

Dumbledore reached out and grabbed Alexis's hand, which was about to spread butter on the slices of bread, and said seriously.

"This is not your fault. Including Jaime's matter, and Godric's Hollow."

Dumbledore didn't seem to see Alexis' reaction and continued.

"Actually, since that night in Godric's Hollow, I have always wanted to talk to you about what happened that night, but I never had the chance."

It's you who've been avoiding it!

"Now we must talk about it and face it, Alex." Dumbledore said seriously. "It has become a knot in your heart, and we must untie it."

"Untie what?"

Alexis asked in a hoarse voice.

"I had a fight with James and left Godric's Hollow in anger. James had to find other people to help him for little Harry and Lily."

"Blake introduced the ever-daunted Peter Pettigrew, who became the Secret Keeper."

"Then leak the location of Godric's Hollow."

"When I got the news, I was rushing to Godric's Hollow."

"But Tom Riddle had already prepared. He sent Bellatrix, Peter Pettigrew, Lucius Malfoy, and a large number of people to intercept me."

"When I arrived, he had already killed James and Lily."

"I got there late, and I only saw Snape standing in the flames holding Harry."

"All of Godric's Hollow was in flames."

Alexis looked at Dumbledore with blank eyes.

"It's over."

"Do you want to continue?"

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