[hp] Pure White Age

☆、Chapter113 Regulus' Memory (1)

The news of Bella's pregnancy is like a ticking time bomb.When Ron and Draco told it to Dumbledore, they couldn't help but wonder what the greatest White Wizard would think of it.Of course, they also wanted to know why Dumbledore suggested they bring Sirius into the necklace space, and what Dumbledore found in the second space some time ago.

Under the care of members of the Order of the Phoenix, Sirius' mobility is slowly recovering, but those who enter the space with the owner of the necklace will still consume a small amount of mental power, which is what Draco and Ron are most worried about.They still knew too little information, and a week before preparing to enter the space, they still couldn't figure out whether the Animagus form could help reduce mental power consumption or increase it.Anyway, the three of them stood in this corridor as planned.Merlin bless.

"You have to follow me." Draco turned his head and told Sirius. "Ron and I have the right to come and go here freely, but I have higher authority than him. So - in the worst case, if Ron gets separated from us, you can't go to him alone, understand ?"

"I'll stay with you every step of the way." Sirius said with a twist of his lips.It wasn't his fault, but when Sirius looked at other people with that kind of half-smile look, the other person's dignity was often offended.Ron believes that in this regard, Draco and Sirius are almost the same, which also makes the discord between the two people inevitable.Ron stepped forward and patted Sirius on the back, and the handsome wizard took out the bottle from his coat pocket and handed it to him.This is the blood that was just taken last night.Sirius and Regulus are brothers, and his blood is also effective on the space gate, which is also one of Dumbledore's discoveries.

Ron poured blood into the keyhole of the metal lock.The bright red blood flowed into the pattern on the lock again, which made Sirius' eyelids twitch violently.The tree on the metal lock is the same family tree as the one on the wall of Black's house, the only difference is that there is still a finely carved leaf in the place of his name in the genealogy.

"The pattern on the lock is a very important reminder, it symbolizes what the owner of the space cherishes most." Obviously, Ron also discovered the uniqueness of this family tree.

"I don't think so, Ron." Sirius pointed to the first door next to him with his eyes. "Do you think Snape valued Lily? If 'valuing' is saying love and never acting, then well, he I really value her."

Ron wanted to remind Sirius that Snape had paid a lot for atonement after Lily's death, but neither of them continued this topic in the end.Wearing invisibility cloaks, they waited quietly for the space door to open. If nothing else happened, they were about to land in the first important part of Regulus' life.

"This is our first day of tutoring. I'm seven and Regulus is six." As soon as he entered the spacious study, Sirius leaned into Ron's ear and said. "How do you know?" Ron was surprised.Sirius smiled again and shrugged: "Because Mr. Jones, our tutor, still has a beard."

Ron probably understood what he meant, but apparently Draco didn't.They looked at this classically decorated study room.It took Ron a moment to recognize that it was now the reference room in Black's house, where members of the Order went if they weren't meeting at a dinner table.Fred and George had dealt with it with Retractable Ears when the boys first joined the Order.

For Regulus, Ron's only impression was the photo on the family tree.Perhaps it was due to the marriage of close relatives, the genes of the Black family showed polarized characteristics, and the brothers Sirius and Regulus obviously belonged to the superior end.The two children sitting at the desk and writing quickly have handsome and similar facial features.Sirius wrote intermittently, and when Mr. Jones turned his back to them, he stared blankly at the paper in front of him, while Regulus kept his head buried in his pen.

"Regulus wrote very well." The old man with a long beard stroked his younger brother's head appreciatively.His gesture was rewarded with a coy smile, and a nonchalant grunt. "Sirius, you should fill the grid." Mr. Jones said, walking around to Sirius. "But I already know how to write." The young Sirius replied dissatisfiedly, "Why do I have to write it so many times?" That is to say, children are children after all, and even fearing the authority of adults, they reluctantly read the book again. Pick up a pen and write.Ron couldn't help laughing when he thought of Sirius' handwriting that didn't match his appearance.

Regulus was not of the same type as his brother.He is Kreacher's favorite little master and a good member of the Black family.All this can be glimpsed in his neat shirts and exquisite cursive letters when he was six years old.Ron even thought he was more like a Ravenclaw, but the child was a blank slate, growing up in a family like Black, and being led into a power-hungry Slytherin was almost doomed.Thinking of this, Ron subconsciously glanced at Sirius who put his hand on his shoulder.

"Your writing is far from meeting my requirements." Mr. Jones said helplessly, "You have to rewrite, Sirius." As he spoke, he turned his back and walked to his bag, ready to take out another practice sheet parchment.Behind him, Sirius had long impatiently dropped the quill on the parchment, flinging hideous black spots on the already scribbled letters.When Sirius was doing these things, Regulus didn't show any dissatisfaction on his face, his dark eyes watched his brother's movements with curiosity, and seemed to have a little bit of envy.Sirius met his younger brother's gaze, and his eyes suddenly lit up.He took advantage of his husband's inattention to get closer to his younger brother. "Do you want to watch something funny?" he asked.

Regulus glanced at Mr. Jones carefully, and nodded.Sirius pointed to the magic book that Mr. Jones had spread out on the table, which showed the teaching instructions for the Fire Curse—this was obviously not what should be taught on the first day.But Sirius was very interested in the Fire Curse, and he was staring at this page when he was in a daze just now. "Incendio." He muttered softly, "It doesn't seem too difficult, does it?" Regulus didn't dare to answer his brother's question, but Ron was sure that he was also silently chanting the curse in his heart.

Now even Draco understood why Sirius had mentioned beards.The little wizards of the Black family are no better than others, they got their own wands very early.Mr. Jones' beard suffered quickly, and although he quickly put out the fire himself, the tragedy became a joke for Sirius.The vicious little boy also fled the classroom soon after Mr. Jones left angrily. He didn't know which secret base he hid in, and Regulus was left alone in the classroom.

"Burn the tutor's beard on the first day, seriously?" Draco couldn't help muttering.He thought only a Gryffindor could do that. "People always have childhood." Sirius replied indifferently.

"What was your relationship with Regulus as children?" Ron asked.

The little boy in front of him sat obediently on the seat, writing the rest of his homework, as if this matter had nothing to do with him, and he seemed to be used to it. "You don't play with him very often, do you?" said Ron.He knew what his brothers thought, except when they treated him as a prankster, they wouldn't let him join in any fun.However, the Black brothers are only one year apart in age, and this gap is still a bit strange.

"That's right." Sirius nodded. "We are not as close as other brothers. We have been like this since we were young. You have also seen that he obeys the advice of his elders in everything he does. As for me, although I also valued family honor at that time, I was a person who didn't like to be asked. After going to school, we were assigned to different colleges, and I met James and the others, so we had even less contact. When I was 16, I had a big fight with my family, and then I moved to live with James. Even when he joined I also heard from his classmates about the Dark Lord."

The family tree has Sirius' name on it.In the heart of this younger brother who "has not been close since childhood", Sirius is not unimportant.The light in the memory fragment is slowly fading, and the three know they are about to jump into the second scene.Regulus' young figure gradually disappeared, Ron looked at Sirius, and the pale man was staring at the back of his young brother. "When I was tutoring, I often jumped out of the window and ran away to play with James and the others," the man finally said.

The next scene was familiar to them again—the Hogwarts Quidditch arena.It clearly belonged to the Slytherin team at the moment, and the team captain was a huge, freckled man.In order not to bump into the Slytherins participating in the selection, Ron and the others had to stand on the edge of the field.Regulus, who appeared for the second time, has grown much more than when he was a child. Draco and Ron glanced at each other, and they were surprised that there was a seven-year gap between the two memory fragments—if Regulus participated in the Quiz Di Qi's selection meant that he was at least in the third grade.The boy's facial features are wide open, more similar to the adult Sirius, but his temperament is more restrained, and there is a quiet melancholy in his eyes, as if he is worried that he will lose the election.

"Reculus Black!" a girl in a jersey yelled, "Your turn!"

Regulus trotted over hastily. "I signed up as a Seeker." The girl nodded at him.Ron noticed that when the girl announced this surname, many people around looked up at Regulus. The name of the 28 family is resounding, not to mention the appearance of the Black brothers is pleasing to the eye.This gaze made Regulus a little shy, but he tried his best to straighten his back, and rode his broom into the sky.

"He flies very well, doesn't he?"

"We learned to fly when we were six or seven years old," said Sirius, not taking his eyes off his younger brother, who was chasing the Snitch.

Regulus had indeed qualified as a Seeker.After leaving the arena, he chatted with friends by the fountain.The young wizards gathered in the sun and talked about the selection just now, bursting into laughter from time to time, Regulus seemed to be very popular in the academy, several boys patted him on the back, as if congratulating him on becoming the new A Seeker.

A commotion caught the attention of the students.Several Gryffindor students ran over from the lake, and Sirius visibly tensed up.He turned his back slightly, put his hands in his pockets, but his eyes were fixed on the visitor.

"That's Lily! And you and James!" Ron couldn't help saying after seeing the faces of those students clearly.Lily Evans and another girl were running in the front. They all had books under their arms, and they looked dissatisfied.

James ran at the head of the Predators line. "Evans! Evans!" He called Lily's name while running, looking a little frustrated and unwilling. "Can you stop running so fast?" But Lily didn't even turn her head.

"What a disgrace, James," said Sirius behind him. "Can you stop doing this in front of Slytherins? Don't you think you can't get laughed enough?"

"They dare!" Seeing that Lily and his female companion had disappeared, James could not hide his disappointment. "Tell me," he rubbed his hair and turned to look at Sirius, "how can you say I'm no match for that snot-nosed man? Why isn't Evans even willing to say a word to me? We're from the same academy, right? "

"The snotling must have said a lot of bad things about you in front of her." Sirius said with a sneer.When he was young, he had a kind of youthful handsomeness. Standing next to the Slytherins now, he attracted many girls whispering. He ignored those fiery gazes and continued, "What do you like about Evans?"

"What did you say?"

James was caught off guard by his beating. He subconsciously turned his head and saw a group of Slytherins standing behind him. He felt embarrassed and pretended that he didn't hear his friend's question, and just walked forward with his head buried.Sirius didn't seem to really want to ask an answer, and followed him to leave the vicinity of the fountain.At this moment, he saw Regulus among the crowd.

"Brother." Regulus greeted with a smile, Sirius nodded to his younger brother, but his expression was very indifferent.

"I'm a Seeker."

"Oh," Sirius raised his eyebrows, "Then congratulations."

Regulus got no more words, because Sirius turned around and urged Lupine, and walked away quickly with his arms around his friend's shoulders.Perhaps it was because the current Ron was a few years older than this Sirius, and he could see that in this relationship, the always arrogant Sirius seemed unnatural.

The disappointment on Regulus' face was palpable, but he concealed it well enough to smile back when he turned to face his friends.The real Sirius turned his head away from the phantom of his younger brother. "My wound hurts a little," he said.

"It's almost time." Ron winked at Draco, "I'll give you the medicine, and then we'll go to the third scene."

In fact, the time is not the same.Converted to the real world, the time it takes them to complete the two scenes is only four hours.The necklace does have an effect on Sirius' mental power.This realization upset Ron.He applied ointment on the hideous wound as his father taught him, thinking whether he should leave the space or not.

"I didn't expect to be sorted into Gryffindor."

Ron looked up, but Sirius wasn't looking at him.

"There are no Gryffindors in our family. When the Sorting Hat said that name, I thought it was wrong. It's not unheard of. But this time the Sorting Hat was right. I am indeed a Gryffindor."

"You have also seen my brother's results. I don't regret leaving the family, because I know that if I follow this path step by step, my ending will not be better than his."

Perhaps, Ron thought, Sirius hadn't expected him to reply, and it wasn't even meant for him at all. "...Your wound won't last long," he interrupted his thoughts, "whether to go on or go back, it's up to you."

Sirius closed his eyes.

"Go back after the third scene." He held Ron's hand. "I'm fine."

"He might know what the third scene is." Draco said after hearing Ron's message.Ron nodded and pointed to the bottle in his hand: "What is this?"

"A new spiritual potion." The blond boy put the bottle in his pocket.He patted Ron on the shoulder, "Let's go."

The third scene takes place on a night of thunder and lightning.

There was no light in front of his eyes, and the first thing he felt was the air with a sudden increase in humidity.Regulus' slender figure curled up on the bed, he tightly covered his ears, but he couldn't resist the curse from outside the door.

"You're not even a member of the Black family!"

"You think I want to be part of your family!"

The woman seemed to be startled by the words "your family", and the air condensed instantly.The lightning outside the window illuminated the unlit bedroom, and Regulus' red eyes flashed before the eyes of the three of them.

The two voices argued for a while, and then there was a sound of chaotic footsteps outside the door.The two people who were arguing downstairs seemed to be pushing and shoving upstairs, and the woman's heel smashed hard on the steps.Regulus was in a daze, but suddenly jumped off the bed, ran to the door and opened a crack.

Mrs. Black took Sirius by the arm and pulled him into the next bedroom.The light in the bedroom was turned on, and the dazzling light made Regulus dodge subconsciously.The figures of the mother and child were no longer visible, but their voices could be heard clearly.

"Your wings are stiff now." The woman said coldly, "The Black family doesn't raise a son like you, come on—" Then there was the sound of the wand hitting the wall, muffled like hitting someone on the back. "If you make up your mind, remove your name yourself, and there will be no one like you in the Black family from now on. Let me remind you, once your name is removed, the Black family will not give you any more money."

"You think I care about your money." The boy's voice was mixed with the thunder. "I'm happier not in this family."

"Brother, don't!" The young boy rushed out, and Ron subconsciously wanted to follow, but Sirius grabbed his wrist. "Don't." The man whispered the same words as his younger brother, which sounded like pleading.

"Brother, don't go... Mother... Mother is just too angry." The boy's voice was crying, and the shadows of the two brothers were cast on the wall of the corridor.Ron's throat tightened, feeling that the silence could kill.The shadows on the wall overlapped, the taller one turned his head sideways, and the clear outline seemed to be painted on the wall.After an unknown amount of time, the woman sneered.The laughter strengthened the boy's belief, and he broke away from his brother who was wrapped around him.

"Incendio!"

The Fire Charm was the first spell the brothers learned, and it is now used by the older boy to end his family identity.The walls must have burned with precision, or the young wouldn't have started crying.A figure rushed out of the room and ran down the stairs.

"elder brother!"

"Let him go!"

The woman's voice was still majestic, but sharper.The sound stopped the boy's footsteps, his back was frozen at the stairs, his hand holding the handrail was curled into a fist.

The rain entered the final climax, vowing to use its own tyranny to sweep away the residual heat of summer.Cool air blows in through the window, and the candles downstairs are still extinguished, weakly illuminating a table of dinner, reminding people inside and outside the house that this should be an ordinary summer vacation.

The hair on the boy's forehead was wet from the rain falling in from the window, but he dared not move.It wasn't until his mother slammed the door that he slowly walked back to his bedroom as if awakened from a dream.

"Kreacher."

"What's the matter, little master? You don't look well, let Kreacher make you a pot of hot tea."

The boy gave a sour smile that Kreacher couldn't understand.It still tilted its head, waiting for the little master's order.

"Just do it, Kreacher."

Regulus knew where his brother was going.That was the place where my brother used to go, and he never tired of jumping out of the window to escape because of it.There are his friends there, and they too share a pot of hot tea.For my brother, this home is a prison.

And there will be no more brother's name on that wall.Regulus forced himself to close his eyes, not knowing whether he should be happy for his brother or saddened by the loss of his brother.

☆、Chapter114 The memory of Sirius

Both the master and the young master of the Potter family have a sweet tooth, so in the afternoon, the slightly bitter sweet smell of chocolate will float from the kitchen into the hallway.At this time, the one of the two boys with glasses and the more frizzy hair would look up from what he was thinking, take a few deep breaths, and then turn to tell his companion that what they were about to enjoy was Cookie or cake.

like today.James put down the Marauder's Map in his hand. "It's cookies." He raised an eyebrow at Sirius. "How about coffee?"

After getting an affirmative reply, he habitually smoothed the curls on his forehead, jumped directly over the desk, and dexterously avoided the books and debris on the floor, just like in the arena, he never let the opponent with evil intentions Golfers get their way.When he returned, he had a silver tray full of cookies and a coffee pot in his hand.

"My father has divided up a lot, this cunning guy!" He sat down on the soft sofa in front of the window, pouring coffee into two identical porcelain cups on the small table. "Have you finished the drawing yet?" His words were muffled by chewing.

"Done," replied Sirius.He put down the quill, went behind his friend and handed him the Marauder's Map.This is their masterpiece.With the addition of the library's secret passage, it's even more perfect.They all had the confidence to figure out Ms. Ravenclaw's maze before graduation.

James nodded in satisfaction. "We'll go here next time we go to Hogsmeade," he said.Sirius put the Marauder's Map in his pocket, sat down on the arm of the sofa and picked up his coffee.Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows is a well-manicured lawn, a piece of bright green.The two boys chatted one after another, the Quidditch match, the number of times they were caught by Filch, the upcoming NEWT exam, of course, Sirius knew, and finally the topic would return to one person .

"Did you know that Lily can play the piano." James casually leaned his head on Sirius' arm, and raised his chin towards the piano in the corner which they had neglected. "And she played it pretty well. She played it to me when Filch made us clean up the classroom."

"If it wasn't for you, she wouldn't need to be punished."

"Hey!" James smiled and patted him on the arm, as if it was something to be happy about, before jumping off the couch and walking over to the piano. "The girls in your family can play the piano, right?" The boy's voice softened, stroking the keys as if they were girls' cheeks.

"An ancient social tradition." Sirius didn't follow, he felt a tightness in his chest, and subconsciously looked out the window. "They only learn a few popular tunes, which are used to cheer up the banquet, and they will forget all about it after they get married."

James wasn't listening to him, tinkling music beat the air. "It's a pity," he shrugged, closing the violin lid, "I thought you could teach me something."

So that you can start a conversation with her?Sirius snorted.He didn't like the atmosphere, his friend was becoming like the hero of a bad love poem. "Why do you want to learn this?" He couldn't help but say, "If she doesn't like you, you don't have to like her." Sirius has always believed that the goodwill between people is determined instantly, not earned of.He couldn't bear James being in love, of course, he knew Evans was a good girl.

"I say--"

He still couldn't resist jumping off the sofa: "Why didn't you confess to her after the Quidditch match?" That's what James was really good at.The offer made James turn his head in surprise. "You mean, confess to her next week?" The boy blinked and his ears turned red. "Will it work? I think she definitely knows that I like her, but she doesn't seem to respond."

"But you didn't really tell her." Sirius said angrily, "You two have a much better relationship now, don't you? Maybe she's waiting for you to bring it up." Make up your mind, he thought , so that Remus and I can suffer less.It was his only desire to bring the Marauder back to the time when he had "sworn a solemn oath to do no good."

"Just do it, you coward." He added fuel to his friend's hesitation. "Or do you not believe that you will win?"

"Of course I will win." James glared at him, as if suddenly remembering something, "By the way, this time Slytherin's Seeker is your brother, isn't it?"

Yeah?A drop of icy water fell into Sirius' brain.He recalled meeting Regulus at school last semester.His frail brother became Slytherin's new Seeker. "Then you don't have to worry," he said immediately.As the elder brother who had practiced Quidditch together for 11 years, he knew Regulus' strength.His younger brother worked hard, but when it came to Quidditch, Regulus wasn't as gifted as James.

"Regulus came to my house to look for you last month, and we happened to be away that day."

Sirius felt his chest tighter.He undid the second button of his shirt. "Is it going to rain outside?"

"How would I know." James replied lightly, and began to circle in the study to ponder his confession plan.When the other party deliberately avoided certain topics, James never pursued questions blindly like Peter, nor did Remus obey because of his empathy.His reaction is more like the open-minded instinct of the optimist, which is why Sirius likes to be with James.

He puts his thoughts of his younger brother behind him and turns to counseling his best friend.In the end, they decided to call in Remus for help, taking Evans to the fountain after the game.Who told Remus to be a prefect just like Evans, with a harmless face.

James sat in front of him and smiled, as if he had seen his successful confession and the sweet embrace with Evans.James is the best buddy, but he can be silly sometimes.Of course, (supposedly) he would too, so they all needed Remus badly.As for Pettigrew, Sirius occasionally forgot that he was a member of the Marauders, not a follower of the three of them.It was true, and James would never have been friends with a man like Pettigrew if he hadn't asked for it.

The picture in front of him suddenly blurred.Sirius stood up, and James on the opposite side was still immersed in his own world, as if he didn't notice his movements.No, something was wrong, not that James hadn't noticed him, but that James had frozen into a breathing animation, a photograph of the wizarding world.Instead, Sirius felt his mind thawing, and a few more drops of icy water dripped into his brain.

He remembered more.There is nothing sadder than realizing that the person smiling in front of you is long gone.He remembered the match "next week", in which Gryffindor had won without a doubt.Lily didn't agree to James' confession, but since then Lily and the Marauders have grown closer.Lily broke five school rules for them, three of which were for James.Their first date had happened after being elected Head Boy in seventh grade, and Sirius couldn't forget the smug look on James' face when he told them the next day.

They later had a child, a boy named Harry.They were being tracked by Voldemort at the time, and he became the keeper of where they lived.Later, he was the one who persuaded them to replace the secret keeper with Peter Pettigrew...

In the past, he thought that changing the secret keeper was a good idea. No one would believe that the predators would hand over the most secret tasks to the most dull and cowardly members.He directed his suspicions and firepower on himself in order to keep the frail Remus and the true Keeper secret.In the past, he thought that being loyal to his friends was the bottom line of being a human being. Later, he finally learned to be suspicious, but at the cost of losing his best friend.

He hated Pettigrew's betrayal, and he hated himself for trusting the wrong person.Over the years, the Eater of Souls has sucked away warm memories, but never anger and remorse.Sirius approached the James of his dreams.The boy still looked carefree, his chest heaved gently, and his flushed face showed exuberant vitality, as if he would open his arms to embrace him in the next second.He was only 21 years old when he left. In the letters he sent, he repeatedly complained that it was too boring to be stuck in the house, and asked him when he would come to see him and Lily.However, when he finally entered the room, it was their bodies that he saw.

Sirius knelt slowly beside James.

FideliusCharm. FideliusCharm. This is the mantra of the utterly loyal, we have recited in unison; the Marauder's map in our pockets is the result of our violation of dozens of school rules; and countless full moon nights have witnessed our friendship, prongs , Padfoot, Moon Face and Wormtail.The last time I saw you, you smiled and said, holding the newborn baby, this is Harry, and Lily and I want you to be his godfather.

Because you are my best friend, the person we trust the most.

The pain in his chest forced him to wake up from his dream.The frozen world gradually became blurred, and James' face was in front of his eyes, but he couldn't see clearly.Sirius heard someone calling his name in his ear, the voice sounded familiar, as long as he tried hard to identify, he would be able to recognize who it was, but he didn't want to do it.This time he wanted to retreat into the Chaos for the rare occasion because Jaime was here and seemed very happy.However, the gods in charge of dreams did not hear his wish, and Jaime disappeared completely, and the summer study was turned into nothing, and turned into Christmas night in Grimmauld Place.He saw members of the Order of the Phoenix sitting around the table, handing Christmas presents to Harry, who sat in the center.Harry smiled under the candlelight, his hands were full of brightly colored gift boxes, Dumbledore put his arms around his shoulders, and handed him the last gift - a newest broomstick. "Great, I can replace that old Nimbus!" he yelled.At this moment, he suddenly looked across the table.

"I'm curious—what will you give me, Godfather?" he asked him.All eyes were on him.

Sirius grasped the corner of the napkin unconsciously.His hands were empty, and Harry's expression changed from anticipation to disappointment. "You are the person my parents trusted most with their lives," he said, "but you have failed their trust. Well, I don't want your gift, please go upstairs and rest. Can you Taking good care of your body is the greatest contribution you can make to the Order of the Phoenix."

They ignored him, and the warm atmosphere in the house remained the same, except that he was excluded. "It's not true," he reminded himself.The funny thing is, even though he knew this clearly, the look in Harry's eyes in the dream still gave him chills.The voice calling to him sounded again, and this time, he decided to follow it.

"you're awake?"

The face in front of him looked a little strange at first glance.This was normal, after all he had only really known Draco Malfoy recently.The blond boy stood up, and the familiar chandelier on the ceiling made Sirius recognize that they were in Hogwarts.

"You fainted at the beginning of the fourth scene, and we took a lot of effort to pull you out." The boy paused, and couldn't help but continued, "A small mistake will lead to a big one in the space." Wrong. We warned you not to be aggressive. If you were honest with us about your physical condition, we could return after the second scene."

Sirius didn't want to respond to the other party's accusation. "Where's Ron?" he asked.

"He's gone to get you a psych potion," Draco said. "He's worried you won't wake up on your own."

"I thought you had that in your pocket."

The boy's body froze. "I'm done," he said.That pretended calm tone was familiar to Sirius, even when he wished to avoid a subject.So he stood up, pulling the bottle from his pocket before Draco could react.

"Give it back to me!" The mask on the boy's face shattered.He snatched the bottle from his hand fiercely, but both of them had already seen the remaining blue liquid in the bottle.

"I see why you don't want him to know," said Sirius.As early as when Ron asked the other party in the space, he had already suspected it.There are many people in Azkaban who rely on this kind of potion to live, and there are also many people who have been arrested because of illegal transactions. "I believe that Snape will be reasonable in dispensing the medicine for you, but it's better not to touch this kind of thing... You are still a child, so don't be too confident in your self-control."

"This is my own business." The blond boy's voice was cold, "Also, Ron doesn't need to know about this."

Sirius met the boy's eyes in surprise.There was tension in the gray pupils.He wanted to warn the other party not to let Ron get this kind of thing, but he was warned first instead.That's good, at least the other party won't do anything to hurt Ron for the mission.But after all, why did the Malfoy son listen to Dumbledore?

Maybe the other party has some similarities with him in the past.The faint voice in his heart was quickly suppressed by suspicion.After all, Draco Malfoy is not Gryffindor, and he still doesn't believe that the other party will take risks without sufficient benefits.

"Are you awake?" Ron's voice came from behind them.

Red-haired boy hands the potion to him