The Son of Light of the Snake House

Harry bid farewell to his friends and stood alone in front of the headmaster's office. He didn't know why he was called over, but it didn't bother him.

"Password." The stone monster at the door yawned lazily, and said casually: "It's really lively tonight—don't you all sleep?"

"Let me look for the password...what's the meaning of hilarious?" Harry asked while looking for it.

"Several people have come, and students from many years ago have come. It's really strange." The stone monster was so sleepy that it gnawed its mouth.

"Okay, uh, sour lollipops."

"Correct answer - but no gift, go in!"

The door opened in front of him immediately, and it was still a familiar scene. Dumbledore's office seemed to have not changed for a long time.

Several familiar people were there: Dumbledore, Professor Snape, even Daniel, and Sirius.

Why is Sirius here?

They seemed to be talking in a low voice, Sirius lowered his head, sighed deeply, looking very tired.

"...Unfortunately... Sirius—" he heard Dumbledore say.

Sirius arched his back and buried his head in his hands. He seemed to have aged many years for no reason. He was silent, shook his head, and pressed hard on his temple.

Harry originally thought that Professor Snape would be very happy seeing this picture, at least he would feel comforted, but he guessed wrong, Professor Snape pursed his lips tightly, looking in a bad mood .

It was Daniel who noticed him first. He stretched his eyebrows and waved to Harry, which seemed to wake up the people who were thinking.

"Oh... it's Harry, you're here." Dumbledore smiled at him, as if nothing had happened.Professor Snape snorted - Harry was almost used to it.

Sirius sniffed vigorously, then straightened up, patted the seat next to him, motioning him to sit down.

"So that's it?" he asked questioningly, and Harry could just barely see some redness in the corners of his eyes.

"You can take it if you want." Dumbledore looked genial.

Sirius hummed in a low voice.

Professor Snape stood up directly, and sneered: "It seems that you don't know him very well—why do you have to act like this now?" He got up and left when he walked to the door and turned his back to everyone , he stopped again.

"What's the point of calling another person, relying on this support? Jerome!"

"Yes!" Daniel stood up in a jerk.

"Go back to your dorm and stop wandering around like a homeless, brainless hippogriff!" And he was gone.

Daniel gestured slightly to Harry, and left quickly.

In the end it was just Sirius, Harry and Dumbledore left.

But Harry is still confused.

He listened blankly to the conversation between the two for a while, and finally after Sirius promised something.I followed him out blankly, feeling like I wasted half an hour of my life.

Are we all riddlers? ? ?

What is "You should know where he put things."

What is also called "If you can, take him back."

Harry walked and walked with Sirius, and for some reason, he didn't dare to talk to him—it wasn't that he was scary, but his state, his temperament... always felt that he was very sad now.

The two walked all the way to the top of Gryffindor Tower, the sky outside was completely dark, the stars poked their heads out from the clouds, but the moon was hidden.

"Sirius... why did you come to school today?" Harry asked after seeing him reach out to hold the railing, and he seemed to be in a better mood.

"...Harry, if you..." Sirius opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, then smiled again: "Forget it, what am I thinking about."

"You can tell me," Harry assured, patting his chest in a hurry, "we are family, aren't we? If you are in a bad mood, you can talk to me, just like I told you It's the same as telling."

Only then did Sirius look at him: "...I'm still thinking... Maybe it's because I still treat you like a child."

He sighed, sat on the ground, and patted the side: "Sit with me for a while."

Harry sat down calmly, knowing that the story was about to begin.

"You know, Harry. I have been a rebellious child since I was a child." Sirius looked up at the sky: "Like the only oak in a birch forest, I am out of tune with them. Although I am the eldest son, I hate This bondage. They are pure blood, they are noble, they are eternal family. Then I will do the opposite of them."

"I never advocate pure blood, I will enter Gryffindor, I will give up the identity of the eldest son, and I will not inherit the entire Black family."

"Mother was very angry, but fortunately, there was still one hope for the Black family at that time-Regulus Black, he was my younger brother. He was the perfect heir, except that he was not the eldest son, I hated him a lot , hate his hypocrisy, hate his cowardice, hate his lack of progress—why, after he has seen the essence of Black, the big ship that is about to sink, why does he still fight for it firmly?"

"So I parted ways with him." Sirius smiled slightly: "I said that I don't recognize this family, and naturally I don't recognize this younger brother. I have very good friends and don't need them anymore. With my own ability, I can support myself very well, and I don’t need to kneel down and kiss Voldemort’s toes.”

"I have never regretted it, and I firmly believe that I did the right thing."

"The rebels live well, but the defenders die young."

"Regulus has been stubborn since he was a child. When I was a child, I lied to him that the toy broomstick could penetrate the wall. He hit the wall for a long time. Later, his mother told him to support the great Voldemort. He has always supported him and followed He, too, became a Death Eater."

"I always thought he was cowardly, he never resisted, never complained, he was timid, not as gifted as I am, and I don't have the fighting spirit, such a brother must have been dealt with by Voldemort long ago?—— I think so."

"But... do you know this, Harry?" Sirius raised a hand, with a locket hanging from it, reached to open it, and took out the note inside.

The note was a little different from the last time Harry saw it, with some water stains on it, and the font was smudged.

"You probably don't know RAB, but I am very familiar with... Regulus Arcturus Black - this one in order to destroy one of Voldemort's Horcruxes, gave up the honor of the family, drank poisoned wine alone, sank into the The person whose body has been corroded at the bottom of the deep black lake is my own brother."

Harry looked at Sirius, and watched his tears running down his angular side face in the night, and he heard his painful moaning in his ears, like a trapped animal in a cage.

"It's my brother who I always thought was cowardly, incompetent, and without self-awareness!"

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