Golden glitter

Minato enjoyed Kreacher's well-prepared dinner as usual, and after so many days since the first transformation failed, he finally made some progress.

Since moving into Black's home, Watergate has deliberately kept most of the house unoccupied.He didn't ignore the fact that he wasn't the only one who could come in here. Just a few days ago, after he returned from going out, he found traces of someone coming back.It's Sirius. Although he just came in for a quick look, does that uncle finally want to go home?

Sirius opened the old house twice that day, Minato thought, maybe when he really made up his mind to go home, he should leave too.But he didn't expect that he would be greeted by such a situation!

It was the evening of a Sunday rest day, and Minato was sitting on the sofa enjoying Kreacher's handmade after-dinner mousse cake, when a green flame as high as a person suddenly shot up from the cleaned fireplace in the front left direction.Xiaolong or mother?What will they do at this time?Minato's guess was immediately dispelled by a group of noisy red-haired people, and there was a large group of people in front of the fireplace, especially Weasley's red hair was the most conspicuous.

A group of people obviously didn't expect that there would be someone else here. Moody first sensed the aura of a stranger. Reflexively, he cast a curse before he saw the other party clearly.But it emptied, and the couch in the back was blown to pieces.

The water gate was out of the way just as Moody's wand was pointed, and he leaped high, sucking on the ceiling and rushing over the head of his assailant before more wands were pointed at him and cast spells, The table knife in the left hand slammed into the right shoulder of the man holding the wand, using the strength to slow down and then fell down, and the table knife held in the right hand accurately pierced the man's elbow.

The water door that temporarily disabled the man's right hand jumped up the moment it hit the ground, and escaped to the second floor before the screams and the panicked crowd that was still increasing in number counterattacked.There are many rooms up there, so even if those people catch up, it will allow him to delay for a while before figuring out the situation.

The members of the Order of the Phoenix downstairs panicked. They didn't even see the face of the evil Death Eater who was ambushing them here.New and unknown members of the Order of the Phoenix kept coming in by Floo, joining them in the panic, until at the end Dumbledore and Sirius also arrived.

Dumbledore was taken aback by what he saw, but the old man who had gone through a century and a half of ups and downs immediately calmed down. "Quiet——" he cast a "loud voice" on himself, the old wizard's prestige was very effective, and the chaotic wizards quickly quieted down, and then they found out that only one person was slightly injured—crazy Eye Moody.

Dumbledore carefully examined Moody's injuries: "Two traumas, a silver fork on the right shoulder and a small silver knife on the elbow of the right hand." Dumbledore helped Moody pull out the knife and fork still stuck in the wound , A healing spell went down, and the wound healed immediately.

"It must be a black magic item made of mithril!" Arthur was still insisting, he had witnessed Moody being attacked with his own eyes, and the agility that transformed Remus must not be comparable to, "I Having searched those Slytherin manors countless times, those nasty nobles love this silver evil thing best!"

"No, Arthur, that's just an ordinary table knife and fork. Not only is there no trace of magic, there are even fresh cakes on it." But such a character is more dangerous, and can use tableware as a weapon.Dumbledore walked to the broken sofa, "Alastor, did your spell break it?"

"Yes, Albus, I found strangers here as soon as I got here." Moody rubbed his right arm. There was no trace of the injury on the healed skin, but he would not remember The pain was wrong, he thought, this is probably what it feels like to be hit by the Cruciatus Curse!

Dumbledore restored the "torn apart" sofa, overturned tables and chairs, and the silver dinner plate that fell to the side. It should have been brought down when he got up in a hurry, and...

"I think it's a misunderstanding," said Dumbledore, prodding a dark brown object on the carpet with his wand. "It's half a mousse cake. It's not time for dinner yet, and I think this gentleman or lady just I was accidentally interrupted while enjoying dessert." Dumbledore looked up at Sirius, "Siris, are there any members of the Black family living outside?" hands!

Before Sirius could answer, there was a "snap", and a small thing suddenly appeared with a sharp scolding sound: "Oh, the prodigal son who broke the mistress' heart is back! He also brought a pure-blood Traitors, lowly half-breeds and dirty werewolves and mudbloods have come to defile the house of the noble Black family!! Ah——he has the face to come back!!!" Kreacher, who was busy in the kitchen, sensed the message from the old house , came here and entered all the existences it hates the most in this life, it couldn't help screaming and hitting, making a huge noise.

"Shut up, Kreacher! Go back to where you should be!" After more than ten years as the eldest son of the Black family, Sirius reflexively gave the order.

Kreacher's voice seemed to be choked by something, he stretched out his slender fingers, and the "pop" disappeared again.Seeing this, Dumbledore felt relieved. Sirius could force Kreacher to prove that he was the most orthodox owner of Kreacher and the house, so the unknown occupant would not be a concern.

Dumbledore looked up at the stairs on the second floor: "May I invite this unknown guest to come out and talk?" After waiting for a while, there was no response. "Please don't be afraid. I am Albus Dumbledore. We have no malicious intentions." This time there was finally a movement, and a vague figure appeared at the exit of the corridor on the second floor.

Minato went back to the room to get the wand and ninja tools, and then returned to the corridor, hiding in the dark and watching every move downstairs.It wasn't until Dumbledore and Sirius appeared that Watergate was confirmed, and Sirius had contributed the old house to the Order of the Phoenix as a stronghold.Seeing the clamor of those people, seeing Kreacher's cries, and seeing Sirius' performance, it would be a lie to say that he is not disappointed.

"Nizi, why are you coming back! Don't you think that this home is not enough! What do you want to do now!" A sharper curse came from the end of the hall, and the portrait of Mrs. Black returned.

"Shut up, you old hag..." Sirius' voice froze the moment he turned his head.what did he seeWhat did he see in the portrait of his finally dead mother?His younger brother Regulus comforts their mother in the frame, also as a portrait.Of course he couldn't fail to understand what it meant, a portrait of magic that only dead wizards could have.

"The descendants of Black's surname here, I ask for your help as the last head of the Black family! Please protect Black's glory from being destroyed by these outsiders. For this reason, I order the old house and everything in the old house to obey your command! After the old woman yelled this, a thin, invisible golden thread extended down from the third floor, connecting the water gate and the tapestry of the Black family tree.

Minato felt a strange connection with the building.As long as it can help, the water gate is not a group of simple lions below, he can clearly hear that this is the last refuge that Grandma Walburga has preserved for her beloved son.Thinking back to the structure and restriction of Konoha Anbu base and prison, the walls of the old house moved accordingly.

The corridor twists and turns to change its direction, and the newly formed fork road does not know where it will lead; the floor and the wall squirm, forming a trap mechanism and then restoring the surface to be exactly the same as before; Attached to the black house's own magic and the restriction depicted by the water gate, according to the importance of the room, the level and number are not the same...

When all the shocks finally settled down, the mansion displayed in front of everyone seemed to have no changes, but only after actually walking through it would we know if there really was no change.After completing all the arrangements, the water gate called Kreacher and told it to send his things over after he settled down. Before the group of wizards who broke the tranquility rushed up, he activated his flying thunder magic and ran away.

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Dumbledore's face hidden under his beard and hair was ugly, he hadn't been able to see the true face of that 'Black with a foreign surname' when he went out in person, and let him do his hands and feet under his own nose - he couldn't believe the shock just now Just shake it.It is obviously unrealistic to spend a lot of effort to track it down: the Black family is also a well-known heir in the wizarding world, and it is not an exaggeration to say that the married daughter is all over the wizarding world, and there is nothing to check.Even I have quite a few around me, and Nymphadora Tonks is the closest and most qualified one to Black.In addition, there are the Potter family, the Longbottom family, and even the Weasley family. There is no wizard family that has never married Black's daughter. In addition to Black's rebellion in every generation, wizards have almost nothing to do with it.This is even more difficult than finding a prophesied savior in the entire wizarding world back then!

Dumbledore gave up on finding that person, and he ordered his men to explore the new Black old house here first, at least the old house itself is still in his hands, isn't it?Dumbledore turned around and planned to go back to the principal's office first, he needed to make a good plan.But before he could take a step, the impulsive commune members were the first to lose their temper.

"You old guy, what happened just now!" A member of the Order of the Phoenix who couldn't stand the feeling of being fooled changed his target, and rushed towards the portrait on the other side of the hall with his wand.Walburga raised his head high, without even looking at him.

The yelling wizard didn't take a few steps, and suddenly his feet were empty, thinking that he fell into the hole that suddenly opened on the floor.Seeing the sharp stalactite point stop less than an inch from the tip of his nose, the young man didn't dare to squeak again.Even if the superiors grabbed his companion in time and dragged him up a little bit, he was too stiff to move.

"Ahaha—well done, as it should be!" Puzzled by the silence of the rowdy lions, Walburga glanced over briefly.When the old house moved, she knew that there was a trap on the road, but she had never seen its activation, and she didn't know its effect, but now, she had completely let go of the arrangement left by the left water gate.This child is not a simple child who is ignorant of the world!

"You damned old witch! The flames are burning!" A young man who was not so fast rushed over with a spell, hitting Walburga's portrait right in the middle, but nothing happened.joke!How could the portrait housed in the oldest Black house have no magical defenses?And as for the curse unintentionally cast by the sorcerer without the consciousness of a wizard, she has been dead for a long time, hasn't she?