There are obviously simpler, safer and more reliable methods, why choose a more difficult method?
There must be something wrong here!
As soon as he thought of this, Edward was shocked: since he didn't know when his past self would come out of the mirror, he had been carrying the Mirror of Erised with him these days. This seemed very dangerous. /餿?飕\暁`税￠网. !冕-废\越·读,
Nicolas Flamel coughed repeatedly at this time, and Dumbledore quickly brought him a glass of water, "Take a rest, Nico."
"Thanks."
He held the cup with trembling hands and took a sip. "This is all I know about the Mirror of Erised. In fact, after sending it back to Hogwarts, I also tried to follow the traces left by Slytherin and continue to track down its news. Unfortunately, there was no result, because Slytherin seemed to have disappeared into thin air after returning the Mirror of Erised."
"All right, old man."
Dumbledore said gently, "I will take you to rest now. When Harry comes back, I will trouble you to help check his health."
"No problem." Nicolas Flamel sighed, "After all, whether it is the Philosopher's Stone or the Mirror of Erised, they are all caused by me. These are what I should do."
A few minutes later, Dumbledore returned to the office after settling Nicolas Flamel. "What do you think?"
Audrey spoke first, "Slytherin's disappearance, could it be because... he entered the world in the Mirror of Erised?"
The others nodded in agreement.
"But if he was so afraid of the Mirror of Erised, why did he choose to go in?"
Grindelwald glanced at Edward and smiled, "Is there a possibility that he was forced to go in?"
Audrey blinked and stared at Grindelwald and said, "Mr. Grindelwald, did you mean something else when you said that?"
Grindelwald: "..."
This little girl is too sensitive.
Edward quickly interrupted and said, "Based on the information we have so far, we can basically conclude that the Mirror of Erised is the entrance to the so-called abode of the gods. The remaining question is whether there are really gods in there. If so, what kind of existence are they and what kind of power do they have?"
Grindelwald pinched his chin and said, "How about we try to go in as well? It doesn't make sense that Voldemort would dare to go in. We would be scared instead. _Bi! Qi* Zhong? Wen^ Wang* _ Geng? Xin· Zhi? Kuai/"
Dumbledore thought for a moment and said, "This is the only solution. Let's wait a little longer."
Edward, Grindelwald immediately understood what he meant - waiting for the past Edward to come back from inside, perhaps bringing back more information about that place.
Even though Audrey was not a spectator, she could see the tacit understanding between the three men present. She puffed out her cheeks and gently hit Edward.
...
Morning of December 24th.
Edward and Audrey went to St. Mungo's Hospital again, and this time Neville was there too.
As soon as he saw the two of them, he ran up excitedly and said a lot of words of thanks. During the holidays, Neville spent most of his time in the ward with his parents.
Compared to before, Mom and Dad are obviously in much better condition. They can obviously recognize their own identities, and Mom Alice even occasionally utters a few words - she is trying to talk to herself.
The old lady took the opportunity to invite them to spend Christmas Eve together, but since she had already promised Sirius, she could only refuse apologetically.
Afterwards, Audrey treated the Longbottoms for more than two hours, but unfortunately they were stuck at the final critical stage - the so-called messenger.
Unfortunately, she didn't get any more useful information from little Luna last time - she only saw the Scimitar-Horned Snorkeller once on the day her mother died.
But combining two completely unrelated events, we can tentatively speculate that the appearance of the Scimitar-Horned Snorkeller seems to be accompanied by death, or close to death.
However, during the "Battle of Hogwarts" on the 20th, many people and goblins died, but the Squiggle-Horned Snorkle did not appear at the scene, so the matter was temporarily at a standstill.
In the evening.
Edward Audrey brought Lilith and Susie to 12 Grimmauld Place in northwest London.
However, this place does not exist for ordinary people or most wizards, because when you come here, you can only find No. 11 and No. 13.
But once you are allowed in, just stand between numbers 11 and 13 and say "12 Grimmauld Place" in your mind, and a tattered door will appear out of nowhere between numbers 11 and 13, as if an extra house suddenly expanded and squeezed out everything on both sides.
"Hi~ Welcome!"
Sirius led the three little ones to stand at the door, opening his arms and showing great enthusiasm. ?Zero+point·墈·book· `Has been*published.Published′ Drunk, happy·show*clean.
"Good afternoon, Sirius, and Harry, Ron, and Hermione."
"Good afternoon, Edward, Audrey~"
After greeting each other, the two people, the cat and the dog followed them into Blake's ancestral home.
Perhaps because it had been cleaned in advance, this place was not as dirty and dark as described in the original book. The wallpaper and carpet seemed to have just been replaced with new ones, and everything had been cleaned with magic. Not only was there no musty smell from being uninhabited for a long time in the house, but there was a faint fragrance everywhere.
However, the wall leading to the second floor was covered with a huge sheet, which looked out of place. Edward knew that behind it was the portrait of Sirius's "mother", and the reason why she was covered was that once she was awakened, she would scream desperately in the most horrible voice, curse everyone around her, and try to wake up the people in the other portraits and make them scream as well.
Unfortunately, Sirius' mother cast a permanent fixation spell on the portrait before her death, so no matter how much Sirius hated her, he couldn't take her away.
When Edward saw this passage in the original book, his first thought was that if he were Sirius, he would have directly torn down the wall.
"What are those..."
Audrey was suddenly startled and pointed at a row of hideous and scary elf heads beside the stairs on the second floor.
"Feel sorry."
Sirius said with an unhappy look, "Those are the heads of house-elves who once served the Black family all their lives. Ha. Pure-blood families more or less have this disgusting habit. They think they can show off their status."
"I wanted to scare them away, but Kreacher went crazy immediately. I was worried that he would spread feces all over the house we had cleaned with great difficulty, so I had no choice but to give in."
At this he shrugged, "Oh, Kreacher was also a house-elf, and he thought it was an honor to have his head hung on the wall after his death."
Ron muttered quietly, "You definitely don't want to meet that lunatic, Audrey."
Hermione immediately said unhappily: "Kreacher is not crazy."
"What is he then? His greatest ambition in life is to cut off his head and stick it on a plaque like his mother did. If he is not crazy, what is he?"
"He...he has become like this only because he has been brainwashed generation after generation."
"Oh, isn't a brainwashed madman still a madman?"
"you!"
Harry silently spread his hands to Edward and Audrey, with an expression that said, "I'm used to it."
Soon, the group walked into the carefully decorated restaurant.
The place is filled with all kinds of beautiful little lights. A Christmas tree that almost reaches the roof is hung with gift boxes, and various things are piled underneath.
There was a huge turkey on the table, as well as a variety of delicious food.
"We ordered these from a high-end Muggle restaurant. They must taste good."
Sirius said, clapping his hands: "Well, although it's not time for dinner yet, I'd like to welcome everyone who came to the dinner today. Thank you!"
Everyone applauded immediately.
At this time, a house-elf with only a dirty rag around his waist, who looked very old and had bloodshot eyes, walked out slowly.
He seemed to be in a bad mood. After glancing at Audrey and Edward, he muttered softly, "Another pair of scumbags of unknown origin."
Then he sat down under the Christmas tree and started to daze, but every once in a while he would suddenly bang his head against the wall, and then start to cry again.
He looked a little different from what I remembered, most likely because Dumbledore had taken Regulus' locket.
Sirius soon lost his patience: "Kreacher, get out of my sight right now!!"
He stood up slowly, muttering to himself, "Oh, my poor mistress, if she knew what kind of scum they had brought into her house, what would she say to old Kreacher? Oh, what a shame, poor old Kreacher, what can he do?"
After Kreacher left, Sirius took a deep breath and forced a smile again: "Sorry, this bastard has learned all the bad habits of my mother who was poisoned by pure blood. He is just a house elf, but no one looks down on him."
Of course, Edward and Audrey couldn't comment on such matters.
"Then please take a seat, everyone."
There were only six people present, but Sirius arranged eight seats. Harry and the others thought that other people were coming, but Sirius seriously invited Lilith and Susie to sit in a seat as well.
Lilith immediately found this guy very pleasing to the eye and was deeply loved by Miss Lilith. Susie was very surprised, as it was her first time to eat at the table.
"Edward, Audrey."
Sirius then took out two gift boxes, one large and one small, and handed them to them respectively: "This is your Christmas gift. I specifically asked Professor Dumbledore for it. I hope you will like it."
Edward's gift box contained a knife, and Audrey's gift box contained a suitcase.
"This knife is an old item I found in Knockturn Alley. I heard you were collecting these. I bought the suitcase from Mr. Newt Scamander through Headmaster Dumbledore."
"Thanks."
Then Sirius gave Lilith and Susie a gift box each, each containing a small magic wand.
"I heard that you are learning magic. These two wands are the smallest ones I can buy. Perhaps you can use them?"
Lilith immediately accepted it happily, and Susie blinked to express her gratitude.
Harry and Ron were immediately confused: What?! Cats and dogs can learn magic? Is there still room for poor students in this world?
Then Edward, Audrey and the three little ones also gave each other gifts:
Although Edward said that the gift to Harry was from Sirius, he still gave him a revolver and 15 rounds of purification bullets and exorcism bullets; Ron's wand had been given in advance; and Hermione got a thick magic book.
The gifts the three little ones gave them were small things like chocolates and candies.
Edward looked at Sirius and said, "Audrey and I will also give you a gift..."
"No, you guys saving me from Azkaban is already the best gift!"
Although the three little ones had heard about it from Sirius a long time ago, they still couldn't help but exclaim: The last time Azkaban was robbed, it was actually done by Edward and Audrey. This was too shocking!
"no the same."
Edward smiled and said, "Besides, I believe you will need this gift."
"oh?"
Sirius was slightly surprised, he really couldn't imagine what else he needed - not because the Black family was wealthy, but because he really had no other desires except to take good care of Harry and let him grow up.
"It's about your brother Regulus."
Chapter 260 Regulus
"Regulus?"
Sirius was stunned at first, then snorted coldly: "That stupid idiot who joined the ranks of the Death Eaters?? I don't think I need to know anything about him."