[hp] Pure White Age

It hasn't appeared yet, and we really have to worry about it. "

Harry wasn't in the bedroom, though, or anywhere he might be.Ron and Hermione approached Hufflepuff's Quidditch captain to inquire about the situation, and the other party said that Harry left because of physical discomfort in the middle of the meeting.

"He said he had a headache and I took him to the infirmary. He looked bad and I put him on the bed and he fell asleep right away. What? Is he not there? That's terrible." It's a strange thing."

Captain Hufflepuff's words made Ron's heart rise in his throat.He was sure Harry had another dream about snakes and crystal balls, but no matter how bad the nightmare was this time, there was no reason for Harry to disappear, especially at Hogwarts where Umbridge was in charge.They persisted in searching for a long time, but it seemed that Captain Hufflepuff was indeed the last to see Harry.

"You can't use Apparation to go to the outside world at Hogwarts, and Harry doesn't have an Animagus that can fly." Hermione grabbed Ron's sleeve tightly, "It's the weekend, Umbridge isn't here, And Filch would never go into her office. If Harry wanted to leave school, the fireplace in Umbridge's office would be the way to go, wouldn't it?"

"We need to contact Sirius with the fireplace first!" said Ron. "If I were Harry and I had to go out to do something urgent, I would go to him first."

☆、Chapter111 cooperation、Mystery Affairs Department

The students who got up early had already lit the fire in the lounge, and the temperature in the room was just enough for the hands that had just been washed with cold water to warm up slowly.Draco sat in the seat he'd been used to since first year.Crabbe and Goyle certainly wouldn't be up so early.Since life taught him to deceive, he began to like the deserted morning.Insomnia made the curtain of night heavy and suffocating, and the pale morning gave him a sense of lightness.

But today he is not the only one here.There was a book open upside down on the soft sofa not far away. That person came earlier than him and just left temporarily.Draco subconsciously paid attention to the cover of the book, one glance and he was sure it was from the Restricted Section.The sound of footsteps came from the corridor outside the lounge, he turned his eyes away, and turned his attention back to the exercise set at hand.

"Ha, what a coincidence."

Theodore Not said.Draco nodded at him.

"Did anyone tell you that you look old-fashioned sometimes."

Draco pursed his lips.Theodore's tone of voice always carried a kind of casual intimacy, and the other party used this trick to seduce many girls and boys in the academy.However, as the two most reused by the Dark Lord in the younger generation, Draco and Theodore don't have much in common.Yes, their family status is comparable, their parents have a very good personal relationship, they are both only children, and even their favorite subject is Potions, which is enough to form a strong friendship for Draco in the past.For him now, these things are like excessive packaging of high-end gifts.Once you don't value it, it adds nothing to the actual value of the gift.

The chair beside him was drawn closer.

The book was dropped on the table in front of him.Draco's indifference didn't seem to bother him at all. "I'm thinking that we haven't had a good chat for a long time." The boy's tone showed a rare softness, which made people feel more dangerous.Draco put down the quill in his hand, "What do you want to talk about?"

Theodore tilted his head to look at him, then narrowed his eyes and smiled. "Why are you so defensive? I just think you look tired recently...in fact, who isn't? I have also mixed some spiritual potions myself, and I have to drink a little every week. I have been drinking for almost five months. Of course the professor does not That kind of stuff will be allowed, but in special times people have a need to numb their nerves, and that's the price of doing the right thing... we don't deserve to be judged, I mean - especially you and me, don't you think so ?"

Draco lowered his eyelashes.He didn't like the way Theodore spoke, which suggested that he was a more talented Death Eater than he was.The last Death Eater meeting had taken place just five months ago, the younger generation hadn't been allowed to attend, and the father had kept the meeting secret.No doubt the only son of the Knotts was hinting to him that he had useful information.The other party also mentioned spiritual potions, which made Draco a little nervous.If the other party is really taking the medicine, he will naturally be able to identify his own kind; and if the other party just wants to lure him to admit the fact of taking the medicine, it means that the other party is indeed investigating him intentionally.

No one within the Death Eater community was actually told of the necklace's existence, except members of the Black family and Snape.People are always more in awe of incomprehensible power, and the Dark Lord knows this truth well.Therefore, other Death Eaters only knew that Draco had been taught some amazing magic by the Dark Lord himself, but they didn't know that he also needed to sacrifice his spiritual power.For as long as the Dark Lord didn't reveal this secret, Draco's status among the Death Eaters would be higher than that of other young people.However, not all young Death Eaters are comfortable with others.Nott's father failed to hold his ground after the Great War, and the Dark Lord adopted the same strategy with his family as he had with the Malfoys: punish the father and use the son instead.Theodore has the ability not to lose to Draco, and the eagerness to make up for his mistakes, which makes him unable to accept Draco's "luck" as calmly as Crabbe and Goyle.This is why they have drifted away recently.

If he is not a traitor, he doesn't need to care about Theodore's curiosity at the moment, and he can ignore the other party's overtures.But now he was powerless to guard against another poisonous snake stalking from the dark.The search for the Horcruxes had reached a bottleneck, and it might take longer than expected in the event of Dumbledore's disappearance, and he had to keep the mission top-secret.

"You're right." The blond boy's eyes flashed with hesitation, and he subconsciously stroked his temple. "I may indeed need some potions... What I need to learn will consume two or three times the mental power of ordinary magic. This is also the Dark Lord's punishment for our family."

"This punishment is not as bad as you think, trust me." Theodore said with a smile.He took out a small glass bottle from his pocket: "This is what I prepared for today." Draco took the bottle, and the liquid in it flashed blue light under the fire: "Your level of potion making is indeed better than mine." powerful."

Theodore found a more comfortable position in the armchair, and could see that Draco's acceptance of his kindness had relieved him a lot.Then, taking out his wand from his pocket, he cast a Isolation Charm that Draco was all too familiar with over the area.Now, even if someone enters the lounge, their conversation will not be heard.

"I've actually been wondering for months now, why can't the two of us... I mean... build a stronger relationship?"

Draco put away the potion quietly, signaling that he was listening.

"Our abilities are unquestionable, and we are in very similar situations. We both know the importance of each other's missions from the Dark Lord, and our fathers are both veterans of the Death Eaters. If we cooperate, the information we have will be completely different." times."

Theodore was right.Due to the suspicious nature of the Dark Lord, the most important tasks within the Death Eaters have traditionally been fixed on a family basis.It has been 17 years since the deaths of the Potters. Now that the Dark Lord has returned, the first batch of loyal families have reunited, and new forces are constantly joining in. In this chaotic situation, these most secret family tasks have never been was not exposed.It was only after Draco officially became a Death Eater that he was informed of the highest task of the Black and Malfoy families - protecting the necklace - and became the new guardian of the necklace.

"Is this your father's, or yours?" Draco asked.If this is a cooperation between the two families, the matter is much more serious, because although this kind of interoperability does not directly betray the Dark Lord, it betrays the long-standing management system within the Death Eaters, and it is also disrespectful to the Dark Lord .But that doesn't seem to be Theodore's intention.

"No, the exchange of information can be limited only between the two of us." Theodore replied. "You and I both know that it is impossible for our father to be reused. They all made mistakes, and their thoughts were solidified, their hearts were cowardly, and their abilities were very mediocre. The Dark Lord needs to rely on family power, but now there are many magicians People from the ministry have joined our camp, and a new family is rising, if we can't prove our strength now, we will be abandoned sooner or later."

"So, this cooperation is more beneficial to you." Draco said softly. "At least the Black and Malfoy families are connected, and the Notts are isolated."

"I thought you were a smart man." Theodore sneered, "Do you think the Dark Lord really cares about Black, and does Black really care about Malfoy? From the moment our family swore to serve the Dark Lord, it is quite Yu handed him the other end of the penis that was tied to him. Do you remember which old Death Eaters betrayed him during the disappearance of the Dark Lord and handed over the list of members in exchange for a reduced sentence? Which of them now Still alive? Bella Lestrange is considered the oldest Death Eater, and has a close personal relationship with the Dark Lord. If the Dark Lord really puts the Black family in his eyes, how could Regulus Black die in the first place? So quietly?"

The boy with a sullen temperament stood up and approached. "Admit it, Draco. No one cares about the life of the incompetent, that's the way it is here. If our father died, we would still continue to serve the Dark Lord; if it was us, our fathers would, too. Make the same choice. Since you can't choose which side to take, at least make yourself strong."

Only then did Draco realize that he had never read Theodore Not.In the past, he thought that Theodore, like Aunt Bella, was a fanatical follower of the Dark Lord and a staunch defender of pure blood, but he did not expect that Theodore was a person who completely denied his beliefs.Just because there is no belief, so I don't care about right or wrong, whichever side I sit on, I will grab benefits from that side.Theodore is very aware that his personal life is separated from the fate of the family, and he will not sacrifice himself for the so-called family glory.

A photo floated onto the desktop.Draco subconsciously glanced at it, and his heart twitched violently.The photo was taken in the evening, in the corner of the back door of the Potions classroom.The blond-haired boy and the red-haired boy kissed each other with sweet and selfless expressions.

"Don't be so nervous, Draco." Ignoring Draco's fierce gaze, Theodore stretched out his hands in surrender. "I just want to prove my sincerity to you. I got this photo from someone else, and that girl just took it by accident. Don't worry, I have cast an oblivion spell on her."

"When I saw this photo, I knew that we are the same kind of people." Theodore watched Draco destroy the photo with a calm expression. "Danger can't suppress our desire, on the contrary, it will make it worse. What's more, we are looking at the same prey... I'm curious, how does it feel to make the "Lightbringer" fall? This guy is also like Ha It's easy for Lippert, it should be a pleasure to fuck him, right? I'm really jealous to be valued by the Dark Lord and conquer such a great lover."

Even though he had known Theodore's virtues for a long time, these words still made Draco furious. "It's not that bad." He comforted himself, forcing himself to calm down.Indeed, at least Theodore didn't discover the biggest secret.Besides, if this photo fell into the hands of other Death Eaters, the consequences would only be more disastrous.Those cunning people who have no faith are sometimes the best trading partners. As long as they give enough benefits, they will never betray.And what Theodore wanted, Draco had almost understood.

"You already know about my family mission, don't you?"

"It's almost inseparable. Your ability is so eye-catching, there should be no family that can't guess it." Theodore replied with a smile, "But guessing is useless, I hope you can use the time and space magic that your family protects. Teach me. If you agree, I will exchange my family's secret mission, and in addition, as long as it is the information my father has the authority to know, I will share it with you."

"It sounds like I don't give as much as I get back."

"No, you just don't get it yet," said Theodore. "The information I can give you is as important to the Notts as time and space magic is to the Malfoys. You'll soon discover that this It's a great deal, and it's a deal you have to do."

On the afternoon of Draco's conversation with Theodore, Ron and Hermione entered Umbridge's office, evading Filch's eyes.Harry had no news so far, and they urgently needed to meet someone they could trust, and that person was Sirius.

"What are you doing with this?" Ron panted, handing the bag of Floo powder to Hermione, "Isn't this the two-way mirror that Sirius gave Harry?"

Hermione hummed. "When you got the Floo powder just now, I saw it stuffed under Harry's pillow. Harry usually packs it in the box. This only shows that Harry planned to use it to contact Sirius at first, but He didn't do that afterward."

"When Sirius gave Harry the two-way mirror, he didn't say when he could use it." Ron said, "At that time, he also said that my mother would never allow him to do it. Maybe Harry didn't dare to use it. The reason. But at least it tells us that it really has something to do with Sirius... Could Harry have dreamed that Sirius was in danger?"

"The double-sided mirror itself is just an ordinary communication tool. Sirius said that Mrs. Weasley would not allow Harry to do this because this method of communication would violate school regulations, and it is no different from a stove fire. I think it is now used Good timing, this is Umbridge's office, no one will find out." As soon as Hermione finished speaking, Sirius appeared on the mirror.

"Hey, Ron, Hermione, what do you want from me?"

It looked like Harry wasn't in touch with Sirius.Ron and Hermione looked at each other. "Hey, Sirius," Ron waved to the man in the mirror, "we want to know... how was your day?"

"It's not good." Sirius frowned, "Lupine was injured. I've been upstairs treating his wounds. You contacted me just as I was going to take a rest. Did something happen at school? Haha How is Leigh, why isn't he with you?"

"This matter is a bit complicated, we'll come find you right away." Hermione said immediately.She hung up the double-sided mirror, walked into the fireplace first, sprinkled the Floo powder in her hand, and read out the address of 12 Grimmauld Place.

The moment Ron sprinkled Floo powder, an unexpected person rushed into Umbridge's office.

"Draco? What are you doing here?"

"Don't ask." Draco grabbed Ron's hand, his voice was trembling, and he was obviously in a hurry, "I've been looking for you for a long time, come with me to Dumbledore's office."

"I can't... wait, Dumbledore?"

"That's right," Draco replied, "he came out of the necklace... we both know what you're going to do, trust me, put the Potter thing aside."

They split up and arrived at Dumbledore's office, where Snape was also applying medicine to Dumbledore's arm.Long time no see, Dumbledore looked haggard a lot.His right arm was covered by a long sleeve and gauze so that Ron could not see the wound. "Are you okay?" He couldn't help asking, "You didn't come back on time, we were all in a hurry."

Draco answered the words calmly: "During the time you didn't come back, we didn't follow your instructions and entered the memory space, please forgive me."

Dumbledore waved to Snape who had bandaged his wound, and Snape packed the box and left.

"It's not your fault, it's me who miscalculated the speed of time passing inside the space. How is it? Have you gained anything during this time?"

"Yes." Ron said quickly, "I got some clues from Helena Ravenclaw recently. We all think that in Snape's mind, Lily Evans corresponds to Helena, and he himself Corresponding to the bloody Barrow. So we guess, he thought he killed Lily, as long as we retrieve the missing memory, hand it over to Lily Evans in the space, get her forgiveness, and unlock the Nepe's heart knot can make his power overcome the shackles of the Horcrux, and let the Horcrux escape from the space..." Dumbledore's pensive look made Ron anxious: "But this is not the most important thing , we can't find Harry now, he's missing! I heard Draco say you know what's going on?"

"Have you and Hermione contacted Sirius?" Dumbledore didn't look surprised, but he didn't explain it to him.

"Yes. But Sirius doesn't know anything. Hermione has gone to 12 Grimmauld Place."

"The Black House is under a protective spell, you can't go there through the fireplace, Hermione should still be in the square now," said Dumbledore.He stood up and took an ordinary zelkova leaf out of his pocket. "Ron, use my fireplace to find Hermione immediately at 12 Grimmauld Place, stand between 10 and 14 and blow on this leaf, and Black House will appear. After you meet up with Sirius, make sure Let him stay there, no matter what happens, don't let the people in the house leave, I will take care of Harry's business, understand?"

Ron nodded solemnly.He set off from Dumbledore's fireplace, quickly joined Hermione, and entered Black House.However, no matter how hard they searched, they couldn't find Sirius.Another person disappeared right under their noses.

"What the hell is going on here?" Ron threw himself into the sofa angrily.Kreacher walked past the two calmly and pulled a silk scarf from behind Ron's buttocks.

"Kreacher!" Hermione turned her head excitedly, "You must know where Sirius went, right?"

"That black-hearted guy who betrayed the family made the mistress heartbroken. Even if he never comes back, Kreacher will not regret it at all..." Kreacher ignored Hermione's question and said to himself.Its behavior ignited Ron's anger, and he grabbed Kreacher's ear: "Tell us where Sirius went!"

"Ron! You can't do this to him!" Hermione yelled.At the same time, Kreacher's scolding became louder: "Now anyone can enter the Black family's mansion. In the past..."

They are not its masters, and there is no way to order the nasty creature to tell the truth.Ron snatched the silk scarf that was said to be the hostess' favorite from it: "Tell us where Sirius went, or I will destroy all your useless collections!"

"Ron!" cried Hermione again, "you've got to be gentle with him!"

"I can't be gentle when threatening people, let alone this guy is not human!" Ron was so angry that it seemed that there were thousands of crystal balls bumping back and forth in his mind.At this moment, a thought flew out from the gap in the crystal ball and hit him.He jumped up from the sofa and rummaged around the fireplace for Floo powder.

"What are you doing with Floo powder?" Hermione asked after him.

"The place Harry dreamed about is probably the Ministry of Magic!" Ron noticed that Kreacher lowered his head, and he was a little more sure of his guess. "There are many rooms in the corridors of the Ministry of Magic, and there are many mysterious places that even my father has never entered. Sirius has contacted Harry, and he must be able to guess the location from Harry's description, so he should now It's there too. Whether I'm right or not, I have to tell Dumbledore that Sirius is gone!"

"Then how can I help you?"

"Stay here, don't disturb other people in the house, and make sure no one leaves this house!"

Unfortunately, by the time Ron returned to his office, Dumbledore had already left, and Draco was nowhere to be seen.Why do you always miss today?Ron advised himself to calm down. He believed that no matter what Voldemort's conspiracy was, Dumbledore could help Harry and Sirius solve it smoothly.The only thing he can do now is not to cause trouble for Dumbledore, go back and guard the injured Lupine with Hermione.As for things at school, he believed Snape would take care of them.

In the evening Dumbledore returned with Harry and Sirius.They startled everyone when they appeared in front of the fireplace, Sirius lying on top of Dumbledore and Harry, his chest stained with blood.Dumbledore told them that he was wounded by Bella Lestrange.The crazy woman cast a Killing Curse on her younger brother during the melee, but fortunately Dumbledore arrived in time and pulled the curse a few inches to the side, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.Harry looked so devastated that he didn't say a word over dinner.Everyone spent the night in a silent and oppressive atmosphere.

In the middle of the night, the three children huddled in a room and tossed and turned, each knowing that the other was not asleep.Hermione and Ron had a thousand questions they wanted to ask Harry, but they didn't dare.The glowing crystal ball lingered in Ron's mind: what happened today should be what the Death Eaters had been planning for five months.However, the crystal ball had been smashed by Harry himself.Ron's intuition told him that the story Voldemort wanted to know might be the same story he wanted to know.

If the crystal ball was smashed, where would they find the memory that Snape had erased?I don't know how long I have been thinking about it, but when Ron came back to his senses, Harry and Hermione's breathing had become heavy.At this moment, Ron heard footsteps outside the door, and he knew that Dumbledore had come out of Sirius' room.After all, he couldn't hold back and carefully got up from the bed.

Dumbledore was sitting on the sofa in the living room, his right hand still tightly wrapped in his sleeve.Ron guessed he was badly hurt.Is the second memory space really that dangerous?He had so many questions to ask Dumbledore that he didn't know where to start.

"Good night, boy." Dumbledore joked at him.Ron was encouraged and sat beside him. "Pour me a cup of tea, with more sugar," said Dumbledore, and Ron did.

"...how about Sirius?"

"Frankly speaking, it's very bad, and the aftermath of the Killing Curse could be fatal." Dumbledore took a sip of tea, "We didn't expect Bella to kill him, after all, they have gone to great lengths to force him to Join them."

"That's because they wanted him to be the owner of the necklace." Ron said hesitantly, "They didn't want to believe that Sirius had really abandoned the mission of the family. Later they chose Draco, and Sirius didn't care about them." meaning."

Dumbledore gave Ron an approving look. "You've grown a lot. The mission has grown both of you a lot."

The sound of quiet breathing from the upstairs room gave Ron the illusion that time didn't exist, and the universe measured itself in the sound of breathing.

"Don't blame me, Ron," said the old man in the silence.

Late at night is dull, and Ron thought for a long time before realizing what the other party was referring to.He shook his head, "We can understand your intentions. In the face of the life and death of the whole world, it's too much of a fuss to get into a corner for a little lie. We will do what you entrusted to us... I think Harry can too. "

Dumbledore smiled and shook his head. "Harry is different from you. His task is much simpler than yours, but it is also much more difficult. As you already know, he has Voldemort's soul fragment in his body, which is why he and Voldemort can connect with each other. Voldemort was Lily's love hurts, and now the love in Harry's heart can also torture him. This is Harry's sharpest weapon. If I tell him the truth, it will only dull his weapon. You may want to ask, if you face A bleak life can deepen your faith, why not deepen the love in Harry's heart? All I can say is, I can't predict this, and I can't take the risk."

Intellectually, Ron understood Dumbledore's choice, but he still couldn't accept it emotionally. "Does Harry really have to sacrifice for this?" he finally asked it, though the question choked his heart.

"All I can say is that a head-to-head confrontation between Harry and Voldemort is inevitable."

"It's getting late." Dumbledore interrupted Ron's thoughts.He stood up and took a small bottle from his pocket. "You may have guessed that the crystal ball that Harry smashed today is the memory you are looking for. At the beginning, Trelawney predicted to me the coming of the savior. Snape overheard part of the prophecy and reported it To Voldemort, who indirectly killed Harry's parents. I took my memory out, and this is the complete prophecy...You guys take it to Lily in the space."

Ron silently put away the bottle. "Are you in good health?"

Dumbledore put the teacup in his hand. "I'm fine. After destroying the first Horcrux, you can enter the second space."

"The second dimension is related to Sirius, right?" Ron said sullenly. "We were discovered by him when we entered the space. He insisted on entering together, otherwise he would not provide us with blood... But now his body may not allow blood supply."

Dumbledore touched his chin. "I will solve this matter." He said, "In fact, I did find a lot of new discoveries when I entered the space this time."

"The second space belongs to Regulus Black, Sirius' younger brother. Maybe going in there will be good for Sirius' body."

☆、Chapter112 Our Christmas

This was the first time Ron had met Sirius since the First World War in the Department of Mysteries.It's Christmas again.This year Molly said that she wanted the children to go home for a reunion. The sadness of parting spread in her heart too early. Mothers are always sensitive.

They are to spend the night in Grimmauld Place tonight.The students had just finished their OWL exams, so it was a good time to relax. However, when they walked into Black's house, the hearts of several people were inevitably a little heavy. Even George and Fred quickly hid in the room and could not come out.Ron had made an appointment with Draco to enter the second memory space after the holidays, and as he threw the box under the bed, he thought maybe they could make up Christmas.

Arthur Tonks and the others hadn't left work yet, only the injured Lupine and Sirius were in the room, and Molly was cooking in the kitchen.Lighted candlesticks are placed on the dining table, making the gloomy Blake house sway in romantic light and shadow.Mollie put extra effort into the dinner: while the hot dishes hadn't arrived, the silverware, wine glasses and colorful salads were festive.

Harry reached for a fork. "Lupine said it was from my father's house. It was the tableware that the Order of the Phoenix used for dinner." Sirius sat on the armchair in front of the fireplace, tilted his head slightly when he heard these words, but did not speak.

The fire in the fireplace was burning loudly and crackling.Hermione walked over to Sirius. "Would you like something to eat first? The roast chicken is ready," she looked back at Harry and Ron with some unease. "You know, we don't have to wait for them to come back to start. The Ministry of Magic doesn't know what will happen." How long will you keep them?"

Sirius' complexion was indeed too pale.This reminded Ron of when the other party had just escaped from Azkaban, could he pour him some red wine?Draco told him it was good for suppressing the pain.

But he didn't do that.Because Sirius acted as if he didn't hear Hermione's question at all.He had just combed his hair, with slightly curly hair hanging down the side of his neck. He was wearing an old-fashioned patterned blanket. He folded his hands and stared at the fire in front of him. He looked more like A member of the Black family.

Ron winked at Hermione, and the three of them left the living room tacitly.Despite all that Dumbledore and Snape had done, Sirius still had gauze wrapped around his chest, and Ron couldn't imagine the wound.When he thought that what he was waiting for that day was probably the news of Sirius' death, his heart was tightly clenched by a hand.

"You stupid boy!"

Molly snatched the knife from her younger son's hand suddenly: "How can you cut an onion directly like this! You have to put it under running water and wash it as you go..."

"Sorry, Mom."

Mother's quick movements stopped.She looked at Ron's back in a little bewilderment.Ron's eyes were hot as hell, and in the blur of tears, he heard Sirius' voice: "Let me do it, Molly."

"What's the matter? You have to rest now!" Molly said immediately, and the kitchen fell into silence.Ron couldn't see what was going on, and finally there was the sound of pots and pans and lighting again, and the man took the knife from him.

"Have you never chopped an onion before?"

"Of course I have." Ron's vision had not yet fully recovered, and he retorted with squinted eyes, "I was just distracted."

Sirius gave a small laugh. "Can you cook?" Ron was curious. "No, I don't," Sirius said, "but at least I can chop onions. I can also make simple pastries, back when I was at James's..." He probably didn't realize he was saying this, "At James' house, we'd make our own pies. James' mother didn't like sweets, and we didn't want house-elves to interrupt our private time, so we waited for them to nap and run to the kitchen, whatever Get something."

"It is interesting."

The onions under the running water no longer exude a tear-piercing pungent smell.Their layers of annual rings are steadily cut into pieces, waiting to be turned into condiments for a certain dish.After finishing this, Sirius took a strawberry and put it in Ron's hand.Ron noticed the cut on his right arm, a very deep, thin gash.

"They're back!"

Molly was alarmed by Harry's voice, and she hurriedly put down her wand to greet them.There were only two people left in the kitchen.Ron worked up his courage: "I told Dumbledore that you wanted to go to the memory space, and he said it might be good for you. That space... belongs to your brother."

Sirius looked flat. "Dumbledore told me that night," he said. "He thought that in my current state, it would be better to go to the space for a while."

Ron frowned.Although since Dumbledore discovered the connection between the necklace and the Mirror of Erised, the mental power they need to sacrifice has been greatly reduced, but entering the space is still a mind-consuming chore.He wondered what new secrets Dumbledore had discovered in the second dimension.

"That's my brother's space." Sirius seemed to see his doubts, "Dumbledore probably thinks his will can help me." He ate another strawberry, smiled at Ron, turned and went out went.At the entrance, Harry and Ginny were embracing Arthur and Tonks who hadn't seen each other for a long time. Tonks' hair had turned silvery white, and she happily told Molly that it was snowing outside.

Ron didn't understand why Sirius wasn't going any further.He stood in the corridor, watching his old friends and children from a distance exchange pleasantries.Ron wanted to go over to hug his father, but the back of Sirius immersed in the dark also made him stop in place.

"Have you seen the family tree on the wall?"

"Yes, in Mrs. Black's room."

Sirius looked back. "My brother died 15 years ago, when he had only one child."

"Was he killed by Voldemort?"

"I don't know, but at least he was killed by Voldemort. I don't know what happened after he became a Death Eater, because I was out of the family by then. I only know that he later regretted it.