Together [HP]

Snape strode upstairs and pushed open the door to Dumbledore's office, where his headmaster was sitting behind the ornate desk with lemon cake on a plate in front of him.

"Ah, Severus." Dumbledore pushed the half-moon glasses on the bridge of his nose, "It seems that you have received my message for you."

"What do you need from me, Headmaster?" Snape asked coldly.

"There is one person I want to ask you to pay special attention to for me." Dumbledore smiled and took a piece of cake from the plate and broke it in half. Miss Jie suggested that after I pay them wages..."

"I have something to do, Headmaster." Snape interrupted Dumbledore mercilessly.

"Yes, yes." Dumbledore calmly tucked down a small piece of lemon cake, and said to his sullen Potions teacher with a smile, "Pay attention to Professor Moody, will you?"

"You don't trust him, Headmaster," said Snape sharply.

"Ms Graham thinks he's unreliable." Dumbledore blinked his eyes. "Terrible things happened to him, these are her exact words."

"When did a family known for their ancient runes become proficient in prophecy?" Snape sneered disdainfully.

"We don't know anything about them, do we?" Dumbledore still smiled good-naturedly. "And, I doubt even they have fully understood all the secrets of their family."

"As you wish, Headmaster." Snape opened his mouth slightly, his voice almost whispering.

"There is another thing." Dumbledore put all the lemon cake in his hand into his mouth, and snapped his fingers towards the plate, and a piece appeared again immediately, "The thing we are worried about seems to be going on. Happened, Severus. I would like you to teach Harry Occlumency if necessary."

"With all due respect, Headmaster. We discussed it at the beginning of term, and I don't think Potter has a talent for Occlumency."

"I still hope you'll try it, Severus," said Dumbledore, laughing. "Maybe he won't be able to grasp it all at once, but maybe someday it will work?"

"As you wish, Headmaster." Snape turned and walked out of the headmaster's room, his black robe billowing and not touching the floor.

"The Grahams are such an amazing family, Albus." The portrait of Armando Dippet on the wall of the principal's office sighed, "Arthur, Kay, Gawain, I never remember a student giving Slughorn and I have caused as much trouble and glory as they. Arthur and Kay are still Riddle's companions, Merlin bless. They are one grade below Riddle, probably the only students he looks up to. I always thought They will be Riddle's best helpers, think about it, Arthur rejected Riddle, Riddle must be mad. And if you told me at that time that Kay would become a dark wizard in the future, I wouldn't mind at all would be suspicious."

"When you have four of them, it's like having a dozen Weasley brothers," said Dumbledore, laughing, with amused expression on his face. Well one day they'll be mad at them. If they don't give or take a hundred points from Slytherin one day, it's going to be a normal day."

"That's because you haven't seen their ancestors." In the picture frame next to Dippet, an old witch, De Winter, with long curly silver hair, interjected, "Several teachers resigned from me because of them. "

"They will never flaunt themselves like other prestigious families." Evra, the yellow-faced wizard with short black bangs next to Derwent, looked at Phineas Black and said, "Although they Your family has probably existed longer than Hogwarts."

"Nobody ever knew that," Dippet said. "They're like normal kids, but the naughtiest ones. Always polite, but they're thinking about something illegal. No one ever knew about this family, not even the history books. There were only a few strokes on it, and no one cared at all. There was no headmaster, no Minister for Magic, not even a name that can be remembered forever."

"The only thing people remember is that they are good at potions and ancient runes. The prefects came out one after another. But the attack of the mysterious person on their family caused us to suffer the most, and suddenly found that they were in almost every There were people everywhere that mattered, and Merlin knew how they did it. The entire wizarding world almost collapsed, and the Ministry of Magic was in complete panic. Those old guys who knew a little about their family, Nick Flamel, the Foley family, The Shafiq family was so scared that they hid in their cellar."

"Look what happened to that man. Avery, Carlo, Lestrange, and of course a few Blacks, more than half of the Death Eaters, all of you are the henchmen of You-Know-Who, and there are also a large number of werewolves , the giants are all dead there. But look at them." Phineas Black said loudly, "the next day as if nothing happened, run up and down in order. No family has ever been in After going through such dangers, I still live well like them."

"Gracefully invited all the Aurors out," Evra said. "The little girl named Yuna led the rest of the town to clean up the entire church by herself. Merlin bless, she My boyfriend is still suffering from the aftereffects of the Imperius Curse. Not a single chair has not been soaked in blood, and there are stumps everywhere. The cemetery behind the church is filled, and the smell, many Aurors Can't stand it. They used to say in the Auror's office that such a person is either crazy or stupid"

"Some people say that Hogwarts is what that person is most afraid of, but I think it's them." Deventer let out a sigh, "If he went, he might be buried there too."

"That was probably the wisest choice he made." Dumbledore said, suddenly paused, he stood up, walked quickly to the Pensieve, pressed his wand against his brain, and pulled out a long He looked at the thought fibers stuck to the wand, and put them into the stone basin.

"What did you think of? Albus." In the principal's office, several ex-principals who were awake stretched their necks.

Dumbledore watched his thoughts swirl and float in the Pensieve, and after a moment he sighed, raised his wand again, and tipped the silvery substance.

A figure is looming. "Born on a dreadful festival...of that ancient and mysterious family...from one of two heirs...his sisters will bring destruction...he will rebel, will be the Dark Lord's right-hand man... He wouldn't be a hero... a hero wouldn't be a hero without him..."

"That's it." Dippet and Phineas shuddered at the same time, subconsciously looking towards their lower left corner, "His prophecy?"

"Whose?" Several other principals asked at the same time.

Dippet and Phineas glanced at each other and remained silent.

"Lugh? Graham." Dumbledore propped his hands on the supports of the Pensieve, staring at the liquid inside.

"That's my student." An old portrait far away from them said, they looked over, and it was a wizard with short brown hair.

"Felix," said Deventer, "you know him?"

"I can't claim to know him," said the wizard, pulling up his beanie. "It's very eccentric. Even in the Graham family he was a freak, his own brother, the twin brothers I dare not approach him. Moody, purely a lunatic. If he hadn't retired in seclusion later, he might be a dark wizard more terrifying than Greenwald."

"I hired him to be my Potions teacher." Phineas shook his head heavily, "Although I wanted him to be my divination teacher at first, he is too good at divination to ever make a mistake But he's only interested in teaching potions, and that's definitely the worst decision I've ever made in my life, bar none. He can pour potions into students without blinking an eye, and won't let them spit them out, Merlin knows how many people he puts in the school nurse. He also cancels classes for no reason. Thanks Merlin, his son and daughter are not as bad as him."

"Only taught me for one year." Dumbledore snorted, as if he was very reluctant to recall that period of history, "In the second half of that year, he made this prophecy, and then disappeared the next day, I don't know where it went."

"Not even a hello." Phineas continued to shake his head. "It took almost a week to find out that he was gone, and his students thought he just didn't want to go to class as usual. I didn't think much until the end." I went to his office after I was satisfied, and although nothing had changed inside, he was not there. But this prophecy was so famous in our day, no one didn't know it, people called it 'lugh's last prophecy' I can't wait to see who it will be fulfilled. To be honest, when I heard that Sirius is the other side, I thought this prophecy was fulfilled." Then he raised his voice, "But, Abu Si, why did you think of this?"

"I don't know, Phineas, I don't know." Dumbledore still stared closely at the Pensieve, "Maybe it's just because we mentioned the Graham family just now. Maybe it's something else."

The principal's office fell into silence.

"Do you think there's something wrong with that Moody right now, Albus?" Dippet asked.

"I know Yuna, Dippet." Dumbledore raised his head and looked at the former headmaster, "She will not say a word casually, nor will she doubt someone easily. But Dippet, no, I don't Thinking that Alastor will fall to the other side, if Yuna says he has a problem, then I think, maybe someone is impersonating him."

"Then why do you let him stay here?" Phineas asked puzzled.

"I want to know what he is planning, not to mention that he has the real Moody in his hands."