HP through the autumn

When everyone was in a mess and collapsed between the balls of butter, Sirius started to play "A Pot of Hot Love" with great interest.

"I really liked that song when I was younger, and Remus sure remembers it."

"Yes, Padfoot, you hummed it for a whole year, and I never wanted to hear it again," Lupine said, sipping his mead.

"I still like it," Sirius said, clinking glasses with Lupine.

"I'd love to taste what that tastes like," said Ron, staring at the glasses in their hands.

"Ron, we are not yet of age and cannot drink." Hermione actively corrected all unruly behaviors.

"Just a sip, just a sip," said Ron eagerly.

"I want to try it too." Qiu stared at the glasses of flame whiskey.

Mr and Mrs Weasley were dancing to the music, Lupine and Sirius were drinking, and no grown-ups would notice what they were doing.As for Percy, he was carefully adjusting his creamy and wrinkled robes.

"Let's go, let's get a glass of whiskey." She was eager to try, and secretly pointed a glass of flaming whiskey with her wand to let it fly over.

"Great!" said Ron. "A few more empty glasses."

A few more glasses flew over, and they poured that glass into four glasses, hid in the corner and began to divide the glass of wine.

"You shouldn't drink," Hermione said, frowning at the glass. "It's not good for your health, and you might get drunk."

"Just a small cup is fine, look, Hermione, that's all." Ron held out his hand and gestured.

"Please, Hermione, it's Harry's birthday, let's indulge." Cho joined the team to persuade Hermione, "Really? Harry? You want to try it too, don't you?"

Harry nodded quickly.

"We can't say no to birthdays, can we Hermione?" She managed to loosen Hermione a bit. "And, don't you want to try it? It's nothing like butterbeer."

"Okay, give me some too."

The four of them hid in the corner, raised their glasses and clinked together: "Happy birthday to Harry!"

Ron couldn't wait to take a big sip: "It's a bit spicy!"

Cho and Hermione took a sip, and Harry took a big gulp: "It's very exciting."

A glass of wine was quickly drunk by four people, and Ron aimed at mead again.

"I'd like to try the mead too," said Ron.

"Ron!" Hermione sternly stopped him.

"Okay, okay." He gave in, but within a few minutes, he asked Qiu secretly, "Would you like a glass of mead?"

"I don't drink it," she said. "I think the whiskey is too bad. You can ask Harry."

"Harry! Would you like some mead?" Ron asked Harry again.

"Okay."

"You can't drink any more after this one," she watched as the two of them stole another glass of mead, "or you'll get drunk."

"We promise it's the last one," said Ron and Harry as they toasted.

The people who carnivaled until midnight went back to their homes and looked for their mothers.

Because there is no connected Floo network available, Qiu and Hermione will continue to stay at 12 Grimmauld Place tonight.

"Ron, are you going home now or staying another night?" Molly asked, standing by the fireplace.

"I'll stay one more night, Mom. Good night."

One by one they stepped into the fireplace and returned to the Burrow, while Lupine was left behind by Sirius.

"You're drunk, Remus, just stay here for the night, you'll be fine today." He mumbled the last few words.

"Well, I'll stay today. And you're the one who got drunk, not me," Lupine corrected.

"I'm not drunk, I can have ten more." Sirius was helped into the room by Lupine.

"You guys go to bed early, too," said Lupine.

"Come on, it's time to rest." Hermione said, standing up from the sofa. "Good night, Ron, Harry."

"Good night, Hermione."

They each went back to their upstairs rooms and fell asleep.

At noon the next day, Hermione was the first of the six to wake up, and the sound of her getting up woke up Cho.

She and Hermione went downstairs and saw that the messy living room was exactly the same as when they left last night.

The two people who had breakfast still didn't wait for anyone to get up, so Hermione suggested tidying up the living room.

They let the golden and red ribbons fold themselves neatly, the cream in the room was cleaned up by a few "cleaners", the golden snitch was restored to its original state, and the messy wine glasses flew to the restaurant downstairs one by one wash yourself.

"Magic is so convenient." Hermione sighed.

They wandered around the well-swept living room, looking at the things in the glass cabinets.

"It's a strange thing to put in here." Hermione stared at a pile of antique seals.

"They're all collections of old wizarding families. Don't mess with them," Cho said.

She leaned closer to the glass, looked at a strange souvenir box inside, and smiled with satisfaction.

Ding—quest item drop: Slytherin's locket, Voldemort's Horcrux (1/7).

They continued to visit the various weird magical items of the Black family in the living room until Lupine and Sirius appeared from the end of the corridor.

"Good morning, girls," Sirius said.

"Good morning, breakfast is in the dining room," said Hermione.

"awesome!"

"Sirius, may I ask you what this is?" Qiu asked, pointing at the souvenir box.

"I don't have any memory, maybe it's some box my dad or mom collected." He walked over to look at the boxes in the cabinet and said, "I haven't taken the time to clean up the things inside, some useless things have already been cleaned up." Time to throw it away. I've been thinking about buying a new house."

"Can I have a look at it?"

"Of course, be careful of the magic that may be on it."

She picked out the souvenir box with a stick transformed from a length of ribbon, and followed Sirius to the dining room.

"The box doesn't seem to open," she said, approaching the sink where Kreacher was.

Sure enough, Kreacher got out of the hole under the sink. He saw the locket and rushed over eagerly to take it away.

"Little Master Regulus' locket!" He screamed, his bloodshot eyes fixed on the box: "That belongs to Master Regulus."

"Kreacher, I order you to stop." Sirius stopped while eating, "Now tell me, why does this thing belong to Regulus?"

Kreacher's move to get the locket abruptly stopped, he was fighting against his own instinct, his withered chest heaved sharply, and then a line of tears flowed from his eyes: "Kreacher didn't obey the young master's order , Kreacher made a mistake, Kreacher will punish himself—"

She handed the locket to Sirius, and then walked over to Hermione, watching as the secret that had been kept in dust for many years was finally revealed.

"Kreacher, I order you, tell everything."

"When Master Regulus was 16 years old, he joined the Dark Lord's organization..." The old elf finished the whole story while sobbing, about the cave guarded by the Infernal Corpse, about Master Regulus' order, and his All the experience of being dragged underwater at the end.Then he lay down on the ground as if he had collapsed, chanting Regulus' name while weeping.

Sirius didn't speak for a long time.

"Are you all right, Padfoot?" Lupine asked worriedly.

"It's okay." Sirius replied briefly, "I'm going to find Dumbledore now, this locket is very important."

"I'll go with you." The two of them stood up and walked towards the fireplace in the living room.

"Locket! Master's locket!" Kreacher screamed.

"I'm going to destroy it now, don't make a noise, Kreacher." Sirius said impatiently, went upstairs and disappeared.

Hermione looked at Kreacher lovingly, "Who is Regulus?"

"Looks like Sirius' brother." Qiu said.

"The Mudblood actually said the young master's name." Kreacher still didn't forget his blood discrimination at this time.

"Stop saying the word Mudblood, Kreacher." She stopped the elf resentfully.

"He's just used to it. I read that house elves dare not disobey their master's orders and be bound by their masters. But his previous masters valued blood, and he was just affected." Hermione shook her head.

When Ron and Harry finally came down the stairs, Kreacher had regained his composure, and he was eagerly watching the movement in the living room, lest he miss Sirius returning with the locket.

"Good morning," said Ron.

"It's already noon, Ron." Hermione pointed to the breakfast on the table, "This is yours."

"What happened to Kreacher?" Harry asked.

Hermione and Cho explained to them what had happened all morning.

"Reculus seems to be Sirius' brother," said Harry.

"So he stole something important to the Dark Lord?" Ron exclaimed. "Very brave."

They discussed their views on this matter, guessing what kind of treasure Voldemort hid in the cave, until Hermione went to the living room to get today's "Daily Prophet".The morning was so busy that they didn't have time to read the newspaper.

"My God." Hermione exclaimed at the cover.

"What's wrong?" Qiu leaned over to look.

Peter Pettigrew appeared on the cover again with a frightened face, and it was still a photo of him when he was in prison, but today's title is: Azkaban has another prison breakout, and a Death Eater is at large.

The author has something to say:

Going through the first chapter of the plot, I feel that the atmosphere is more serious, and it is not suitable for telling jokes

Speaking of Regulus, I didn’t find the source of his nickname Rael. The nickname of Regulus mentioned on nameberry should be Reggie

So I decided to let Sirius call him Regulus....

Hey, when it comes to naming, some authors name the main character sunnymoon... This is the same as foreigners saying his Chinese name is Moon...

It’s okay to apply the names of constellations, and many people use aquila and the like

There is also Akeer Marin... It's hard to say in one word, that word is quite beautiful, blue-green, but... who can call themselves blue-green? ?

There are also some English names that are said to be commonly used by strippers, such as crystal, cherry, candy, angel, etc. When you choose an English name, you should think carefully.....