[HP] The Order of the Phoenix Family

Albus Dumbledore half a century ago was somewhat different from what Sirius envisioned.First of all, the headmaster—now still a professor of transfiguration—had long hair and beard still reddish-brown, and secondly, this man was more gentle and refined than the Dumbledore he remembered, with no expression of emotion or anger.It seems that Dumbledore has experienced a kind of reverse growth, first restraining his sharpness, (failingly) pretending to be gentle and harmless, and then gradually learning to let conceit, naughtiness, comfort, and distress emerge at will, just like spring water breaking through the ice.How should I put it, a hundred-year-old Dumbledore is far more human than a 60-year-old Dumbledore.

The non-human Dumbledore asked him, "Then what have I done for you?"

Ah, that's not an easy question to answer.Sirius and Dumbledore had very little personal interaction, first as students and headmasters, then as members and leaders of the Order of the Phoenix, and Dumbledore had no reason to do anything "for him".

"You recruited one of my best friends who was a werewolf and had no chance of admission." Sirius said, "You changed his life."

"That's my job," said Dumbledore. "As long as measures are taken to ensure safety, there is no reason to keep werewolf students away. Has Hogwarts recruited werewolves become a common practice?"

"Well, no." Sirius replied, "I guess I'm also responsible for that part."

"Then I haven't changed anything," remarked Dumbledore.

Dumbledore obviously used two systems for self-evaluation and student evaluation, and Sirius couldn't help but feel a little aggrieved.Most of the headmaster's best-known achievements came after defeating Grindelwald, but even now Dumbledore should know that he has a lot to do in his life.

"If you ask me, your presence is enough, sir," he added, "to inspire us to fight and do justice, and that sort of thing. We believe in you, which is why after dying and showing up half a century ago, it occurred to me to find The first person you want is you."

Dumbledore nodded, his expression unchanged, and Sirius couldn't guess whether his answer met his expectations.But anyway, he is just a product of space-time disorder, and Dumbledore doesn't need to care about what he said.

"Do you trust me, sir?" Sirius asked. "What do you think about the next step?"

"Why do you assert that you are dead?" asked Dumbledore. "It wasn't a fatal spell that hit you. You fell into the veil of death, but you are here."

"Hmm...it's hard to say." Sirius stroked his long hair, "When the curtain whispers behind you...that's a feeling, I don't know how to describe it, anyway, when you die, you will know. I know I don't deserve to be here, with living people of any age."

"But you may have the opportunity to change some of the misfortunes that have happened in your life, including your own death." Dumbledore said, "Are you willing to give up this opportunity and return to the world of the dead?"

It would be a lie to say Sirius hadn't considered it, but he arrived nearly 20 years after his own birth, and it didn't look like there was much chance.Voldemort, who was still unknown at the moment, was going to prevent his parents from getting married so that no one would persuade James to change the secret keeper in the future?If it was to wait ten or even decades to save James and Lily... He didn't know if he had that long, and he wasn't sure what the consequences would be if he prevented James and Lily from dying.Such a complicated issue should be left to the living to worry about.

"Don't tell me you approve of that idea, sir," joked Sirius. "I'm pretty sure it's seriously illegal."

Dumbledore nodded slowly, still not revealing any information, but Sirius couldn't help asking—"Is there anything you want to change anyway? Even if you have to die to go back to the past?"

Considering that Dumbledore was now so keen (and good at) disguising himself, Sirius had reason to believe that the other's slight stiffness was not a faux pas.A stupid thing Albus Dumbledore regretted?Well, it couldn't be about the girl... He thought wildly that Dumbledore's celibacy like a saint—no, a monk—maybe stemmed from the sad beauty of being a hero who was unforgettable in his youth.Sirius wasn't much of a gossip, but he couldn't believe anyone wasn't interested when it came to Dumbledore's distant teenage years.

"I'm not sure what you expect me to do." Ladies and gentlemen, he managed to divert Dumbledore from the subject! "I have never encountered an example like yours. The Ministry of Magic has a complete mechanism for dealing with space-time accidents."

"Have them imprison me in Azkaban again without trial until I disappear?" Sirius snorted. "If that's what you suggest, sir, I might try it."

Dumbledore was silent for a moment, and Sirius couldn't help but regret his own words.In any case, his anger wasn't Dumbledore half a century ago.

"Where was I when they put you in Azkaban?" asked Dumbledore. "You said you worked for me. What did I do?"

"Honestly, I don't know." Sirius could only reply that he had no control over what Dumbledore was doing at the time.If he had said it, Dumbledore would probably have been checking if Voldemort was really dead and cleaning up the Death Eaters, but he'd better stop talking.

"I made them do it," Dumbledore said decisively. "You risked your life to work for me, but I did nothing while you were wronged."

Damn, he really needs to think about his idea about monks.Because Dumbledore was really like the kind of guy right now, whipping himself with thorns for any reason, and maybe Dumbledore was still wearing a torture garment under his robes.

"What I'm saying is that I don't know. And even if you really didn't do anything, there are good reasons." Sirius was a little helpless, why isn't James here?He is good at making people believe in himself. "We're keeping something from you, telling you I'm James' secret keeper. Also, didn't I just say something about my werewolf friend? I made him almost bite a student, and I guess you Know that I do have the potential to become a murderer."

"Did I ask you why?" said Dumbledore, skipping the part asking "How did you let your friend bite?" "Confirmed to you that it was indeed you who did it?"

"Even if you came to ask, I would probably admit it directly." Sirius shrugged, "And you must have been very busy at that time."

Dumbledore just nodded.Disappointing him with his future self is not what Sirius wants to achieve with this trip, but it doesn't seem to help that Dumbledore is the greatest wizard who ever lived. Hey, Dumbledore can definitely hold up past this.

"So, what's your suggestion?" he asked. "Just go to the Ministry of Magic - maybe you know someone? Because I really don't know who to go to."

"I can help you find a place to live first." Dumbledore said thoughtfully, "Maybe in Hogsmeade, since you come from half a century later, you don't need to think too much about avoiding your living circle. "

"In the Hog's Head?" Sirius asked. "Oh, I don't know when—"

"Aberforth?" Dumbledore asked suddenly, and Sirius was taken aback: hope suddenly surged in the air, and the person in front of him changed from an exhaustive controller to an anxious elder brother, who wanted to know his future Whether he can reconcile with his younger brother, but also afraid of the answer.It was strange to think he could empathize with Dumbledore, but if he had heard that Regulus was still alive, he probably would have been.

"He was one of the founders of the Order of the Phoenix that he and I joined together." He said, subconsciously softening his breath, "When you need to discuss something with people outside the school, you will always go to Hogsmeade The Hog's Head, where Aberforth is the proprietor - but you'd really have to advise him to clean his glasses."

Dumbledore nodded, "Thank you, I will remember."

"I don't know if you will send greeting cards to each other or not, but at least you trust each other and take care of each other—much better than Regulus and me." Sirius said, he heard that when you comfort someone, it will always be miserable. Can't be wrong, "I haven't seen him since he was 16, and he had been dead for about 16 years when I died."

"..." said Dumbledore, "I should be glad indeed. But since the Hog's Head doesn't exist yet, you'll need to find another place."

"As you arrange it, it can't be worse than the one I lived in before I died." Sirius smiled. "But—forgive me, sir—what kind of brotherly entanglement are you and Aberforth? Don't tell I used to be a wizard-first black magic lover."

He was worried that he would offend Dumbledore, but Dumbledore raised his reddish-brown eyebrows slightly, looking more like the elder he remembered.

"Actually, quite the opposite."

What?

"Is this a joke?" Sirius asked, because he really couldn't see it. "Are you saying that Albus Dumbledore used to be a fan of the Dark Arts?"

"Not exactly," said Dumbledore mildly, as if he hadn't acquired this virtue of old age, "but there was a time, when I was young and stupid, that I was with a dark wizard. A shared dream. That ended in utter tragedy."

Sirius slowly digested the explosive news, it was still difficult to connect Dumbledore with the dark arts, but...well, if this guy did something a hundred times more crazy than riding a motorcycle to the sky in his teenage years, that would be a shame. Not surprising at all.A person with Dumbledore's talent didn't poke a hole in the sky when he didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, the wizarding world should be thankful.

Um?Wait a minute, wait.

"Are you talking about Gellert Grindelwald?" When he said this question, Sirius could feel his eyebrows tangled into a strange shape.

"Your presence itself revealed a key message to me." Dumbledore replied, "I am still alive and free after half a century."

It wasn't his fault: the world he had been born into had been based on Dumbledore's defeat of Grindelwald, and it would have been too hard for him to think that the outcome of that battle was uncertain before it happened.

"Aw," Sirius said, "I thought I'd had enough drama in my life."

"At least I didn't become an Animagus until I was sixty," Dumbledore said lightly.

"You can think about it, it's fun." He would not miss the opportunity to encourage Dumbledore to break the law. "Maybe you can become a phoenix and fly around with Fox every day."

Dumbledore, who was still a professor of Transfiguration, showed a pensive expression, "Very attractive."

After the conversation about Aberforth, Sirius relaxed a lot. He was more used to being in awe of Dumbledore, but that was fine.They chatted happily for a while, and Dumbledore introduced him to the general situation of this era and the details of life such as clothing, so as not to make his presence too obtrusive, which made Sirius suddenly have an idea.

"Have you considered getting a dog, sir?" he asked, and Dumbledore blinked to convey 'you don't mean that I think', but Sirius meant it, "I mean, it's more convenient that way , dogs don't have to worry about dressing and talking, and I really think you need to walk the dog more often, or get a dog hug. You look too nervous, and I am very good at being a dog-maybe more than a human Better at it."

"I'm afraid I disagree with your self-assessment." Dumbledore said a little harshly, this Sirius was not afraid.

"What about the other part?"

Before long, the students were surprised to find that the Transfiguration professor, who was always at his desk, began to appear on the lawn in the afternoon.He was always accompanied by a frighteningly large black dog, which ran vigorously, chasing its own tail in circles.

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