Hogwarts Homecoming

The expected thing - when Harry and Hermione found Professor Dumbledore and Professor Bryan in the crowd, they realized that they must not be able to hide, since Harry received this incident on Christmas in the first grade Since the precious Invisibility Cloak, this is the only wizard who can see through the disguise of the Invisibility Cloak.

"Potter, and Granger?"

Professor McGonagall looked at the two little wizards who were approaching here, and asked in surprise,

"How did you find out?"

"It's an obvious thing, Minerva—"

A sarcastic sneer tugged at the corner of Professor Snape's mouth.

The two little wizards of her own college followed the professor's whereabouts in a grand manner, and were exposed in front of the principal. Professor McGonagall was a little helpless. She was about to reprimand severely, but at this moment, Sirius turned his head, kindly waved towards Harry and Hermione,

"Come here, Harry. Also, your name is Hermione, isn't it? Remus told Amosta and I about you—"

Hermione blushed in embarrassment, but followed Harry closer to Sirius.

Harry came to Sirius, he looked at him, there was a lingering sadness in Sirius' eyes, but his complexion was still much better than that night in the Forbidden Forest a month ago. The criminal in the prison uniform and with a vicious expression on his face was completely different from the handsome young wizard standing beside his parents in the photo album that Hagrid had given him.

Sirius put his hand on Harry's shoulder very naturally, and Harry didn't feel any discord in his heart, as if the two of them had known each other for many years.

But the actual situation is not the case. Before that, the two of them met once, and it was still under the condition that the misunderstanding had not been resolved.

The breeze sang softly, and the gold-like light and shadow cast by the red-gold sun through the leaves on the ground were constantly changing shapes. Dumbledore sniffed, and his voice was deep and deep that Harry had never heard before.

"That's all there is to it, Sirius—"

Dumbledore said apologetically,

"I understand your desire to have a big funeral for your brother, but like I explained to you, it's not appropriate to go out and tell everyone where Regulus stands and die for fighting Voldemort. It involves some extremely important secrets that are not suitable for the public to know."

"Your brother?"

Harry asked subconsciously, but in fact, when he saw the face of the young wizard lying in front of him, he already had a similar guess. He thought the wizard was Sirius' son or nephew or something, after all, they His appearance is six or seven points imagined, and he is very young.

But dying for fighting Voldemort? Harry was terrified.

In the eyes of the public, Voldemort had died twelve years ago, and even if he hadn't died, it would have been out of date, but Harry and the others knew that this was not the case. One of the professors in the world tried to steal the Philosopher's Stone from Hogwarts. Could it be that Voldemort made a similar move recently, and Sirius' younger brother was sacrificed for it?

"I've run out of ideas, Dumbledore—"

Sirius said,

"Also, I think Regulus will be very satisfied."

Kreacher's wailing voice suddenly became sharper, and Harry and Hermione discovered that there was another one hidden under the table. Ugh!

"Dobby, how could you... oh, you weren't!"

Harry blurted out Dobby's name, but he immediately realized that the house-elf in front of him was not Dobby. Although he couldn't tell the subtle difference between their facial features, he could at least see the The elf is probably much older than that.

"It's Kreacher, the loyal servant of the Black family—"

Sirius explained to Harry.

Anyway, Sirius is the only surviving direct descendant of the Black family, and his approval means something different to Kreacher. After hearing Sirius' evaluation, the old Kreacher cried and beat the ground, muttering non-stop.

On the contrary, Hermione couldn't bear to see Kreacher's tearful appearance, and after hearing the word 'servant', her lips pursed, as if she wanted to express her opinion.

"I don't think you've figured out what's going on, Harry—"

Sirius put his arm around Harry's shoulders and smiled sadly,

"Regulus Black is my real brother - he did some things wrong in the past, and after he came to his senses, he decided to do something to make up for the mistakes he made. Because of these things, he paid his life. This is not The most recent thing, he has been dead for many years."

Harry nodded, combined with Dumbledore's previous words, he had a basic understanding of the situation.

"-I didn't know the situation before, thinking that he had been firmly following Voldemort. After I escaped from Azkaban, with the help of Amostar, I figured out the truth of his death, although it was too late , but I still hope to give Regulus a decent funeral."

Professor Blaine again.

Hermione and Harry couldn't help but glanced at the stern-faced Professor Brian, and unconsciously recalled the details since they met Professor Brian in their minds.

This is a particularly magical wizard, as if everything can be related to him, and he himself seems to be omnipotent, always able to solve all difficulties.

The funeral began, and everyone stood in a circle around the unknown hero.

Everyone looked solemn, starting with Dumbledore, everyone expressed some admiration for Regulus' courage to correct himself and resist Voldemort's courage when he was in the limelight. Those who once knew Regulus Black will also recall Some past, even Snape, who regarded Sirius as his mortal enemy, said a few words dryly.

Amostar waved his wand, and dazzling white flames shot out from Regulus' body and around the table, and the flames rose higher and higher, covering the body. White smoke curled up into the air, and in a trance, everyone seemed to see a handsome young man with an unruly smile on his face, standing in the air and waving to them.

When all this is over, the setting sun has disappeared, only the tragic red glow all over the sky is still stubbornly guarding the junction of the sky and the earth.

Snape strode away as soon as it was over, and the occasion was quite frustrating for him.

"Potter, Granger, for stalking the professor,"

When they walked out of the Forbidden Forest and stood by the sparkling lake, Professor McGonagall's stern voice showed no emotion,

"After returning to the castle, you still need to go to Filch to listen to his orders!"

Professor McGonagall has always been unselfish, and Harry and Hermione had foreseen this possibility. However, Harry decided to feel a little uncomfortable being deducted points and placed in confinement in front of so many people, especially the headmaster, while Hermione, Ashamed, he wanted to cover his face and jump into the black lake a few steps away.

"I personally think that this punishment is very appropriate--"

Dumbledore's silver beard fluttered in the wind, and he noticed that Harry was secretly observing his expression, so he said this witty remark.

Everyone laughed lightly, and even the corner of Sirius' mouth twitched with a heavy face,

"I don't think it's a big deal—"

Sirius patted Harry in embarrassment, his eyes full of admiration,

"If I have time, I will share with you some interesting things we did with James' invisibility cloak!"

"Please don't make me regret my decision, Sirius—"

Dumbledore said a little helplessly,

"You must understand that the responsibilities of the professor's position are not just to teach knowledge. In many cases, you need to lead by example to guide children correctly—"

"professor?!"

Harry's mind froze for a few seconds before he understood what the conversation between Professor Dumbledore and Sirius was about. He first showed an unbelievable expression, but then he looked down at him with a smile on his face in surprise. looking at his Sirius.

"As you guessed it, Harry—"

Sirius nodded and gave an affirmative answer.

"Some people—" Amosta, who had known about this for a long time, shook his head and said with a smile, "they always lack the ability to learn from the lessons of their predecessors."