94 Diagon Alley

Bed.

To his surprise, the girls are here too. Hermione, Ginny and Gwen sat neatly in the three chairs. Harry sat down on his bed too, and they looked at each other for a while.

"They're talking about closing schools," Harry said.

"Lupin said they would," said Ron.

Pause.

"So," Ron lowered his voice, as if the furniture next to him would hear it, "You found one? You got one? A—a Horcrux?"

Harry shook his head. Everything that happened around Black Lake now seems like a terrible nightmare. Did it really happen, just a few hours ago?

"You didn't get it?" Ron asked, looking disappointed. "Not there?"

"It was taken-?"

Harry silently took the fake locket out of his pocket, opened it and handed it to Ron. The whole story will come later... tonight it doesn't matter anymore... what matters is the end, the pointless adventure is over, Dumbledore's life is over...

"R.A.B.," whispered Ron, "who is he?"

"I don't know." Harry said, laying down in his clothes, staring blankly above. He's not at all curious about R.A.B. right now, and he suspects there won't be any in the future. As he lay there, he suddenly felt extremely silent on the field.

"I've seen a locket like this!" Hermione exclaimed while looking at the fake locket, her expression as if she had just been casted on a memory-eliminating spell, and her eyes even disappeared.

"What's the matter?" Ron asked.

"There's a locket."

"What?" Harry and Ron called in unison.

"In the living room cabinet, no one can open it, we...we..."

Harry felt a brick fall from his chest into his stomach. He remembered: he even touched it, when everyone was looking at the thing and took turns trying to pry it open. It was later tossed into a trash bag, and there were snuff boxes with sarcoid powder and music boxes that made everyone doze off…

Gwen was still immersed in her own incredible conjecture and couldn't extricate herself. She wanted to digest it by herself, but was forced by Ginny.

And Ginny was also shocked at this time: "It was true that no one could open it, so Sirius and Moody finally showed Dumbledore. Remember? No one after that. I have seen this mysterious golden locket, but Dumbledore walked around Grimmauld Place with his wand and disappeared for a while."

"You mean, the real Horcrux may have been destroyed? Then why did Dumbledore take Harry with him today..." Ron said with a fuss.

"Because he doesn't know which Horcrux is there..." Harry swallowed and stammered.

"Then this R.A.B." Ron fiddled with the tattered note, "Who the **** is he, and how does he know where Voldemort's Horcrux is?"

"He may be a member of the Order of the Phoenix," Harry said bitterly, "because Dumbledore said he was going to take an unsung hero..." His voice faded, like a whisper.

"What did you say? Harry?" Hermione asked.

Harry was as if someone had poured a basin of ice-cold lake water from scratch, he snapped back to his senses, and went crazy looking for a double-sided mirror in his cloak.

"Sirius, Sirius!" he yelled into the mirror.

It took a moment for the yawning dark-haired wizard to reveal his face, and Gwen noticed that Harry was looking at him in a very complicated way, as if he was re-evaluating his godfather's features and hair— "It's late, Harry. You asked me to go to bed early."

"Sorry, Sirius." Harry's voice changed a little because he was nervous. "Can you get Kreacher to talk to me? I have a question to ask about it."

Sirius grumbled something, and snapped his fingers to summon Kreacher, but instead of going back to sleep, he held up a mirror and let Kreacher speak.

"...disturbing the master's sleep, annoying Harry Potter." Kreacher's unpleasant voice came.

"Kreacher," Harry interrupted loudly, "tell me your little master's name, another little master—please." Harry reluctantly in Hermione's eyes Add a request.

"His brother, you know what I'm talking about, tell me his name." Harry said quickly.

"My brother?" Sirius on the other side of the mirror was confused, "I thought you had only one son of mine."

The old elf bullfrog-like hoarse, raspy voice dragged on for a long time, "Master Regulus. Regulus Arcturus Black, my most honorable little master ."

"Regulus? Regulus..." Sirius whispered the name, as if he still had no impression. On the other side of the mirror, Harry had fallen into deep contemplation, not noticing the strangeness of the godfather.

It wasn't until Ginny nudged Harry's shoulder that he returned to greet Sirius.

"No... nothing important, you should go to bed, Sirius."

"After you woke me up in the middle of the night and told me there was a younger brother named Regulus?" Sirius frowned his handsome eyebrows in dissatisfaction, "How could I possibly sleep? …”

Suddenly there was a terrifying coughing sound from 12 Grimmauld Place, which frightened several other students.

"Then you can go see her." Harry said immediately, "is she serious again?"

Surprisingly, Sirius also looked worried, he made a face at Harry, then dropped the mirror and ran upstairs.

"Who is she?" Ron asked curiously.

"Your focus is so strange, Ronald," Hermione dismissed his question, "mostly members of the Order of the Phoenix--what really matters, R.A.B--The Locket-- You wouldn't think..."

Harry showed that dreamy expression again, "Yeah...no wonder...I always feel familiar."

Ginny shook her hand in front of him, "Be clear, Harry."

"I've seen him, no wonder," said Harry bitterly. "In Professor Slughorn's picture, he looks a lot like Sirius, with black hair—" said At this point, Harry jumped up from the bed and rushed out the door, Ron quickly grabbed him.

"Where are you going! I don't understand, why should we care who R.A.B is when this Horcrux is destroyed?"

"Of course you don't understand," Harry stomped his feet anxiously, "because I forgot, I was carrying a body back to school, but I forgot him..." Harry stopped down, because he realized that the corpse had been taken somewhere by Dumbledore.

"I thought he was a Death Eater." Hermione looked at the locket sadly, "You are so kind, Harry, do you want to take his body back to Black's house? Yes? Yes, of course we can't keep him under Voldemort's control..."

"What did you say?" Gwen said suddenly as if waking up from a dream, "You brought a body back from outside?"

"Yeah," Harry said awkwardly at Gwen, "an Inferi—"

Ron and Hermione gasped.

"—Dumbledore has disenchanted him and is now an ordinary corpse."

Ron and Hermione were relieved again.

Gwen's heart was boiling, "When I was outside the castle, I didn't see the body."

By this time Harry had calmed down a little, "While on the Astronomy Tower, Dumbledore may have used the Vanishing Charm, or some other way to send him somewhere else. ."

"Yeah." Gwen nodded perfunctorily. Or, she thought, the great R.A.B had contributed again, and he had become the dead Dumbledore. After all, the corpse she touched was extraordinarily cold.

Everything might make sense, the unexpired spell, the corpse that was too cold, Moody's always on the lawn under the tower, and Cedry who never went unnoticed gram.

So what exactly is Snape's position? There was one thing that might prove, Gwen told herself, that she had to find a way to find the fake wand.

Young Order of the Phoenix

Wonderful thoughts were like a needle stabbing in Gwen's stomach, and she was ultimately unable to resist the temptation.

"I... I'm going to take a look in the hallway." She said goodbye to everyone in haste, and hurriedly left the boys' dormitory.

"She's acting a little weird, doesn't she?" Ron said, looking at Gwen's fleeing back, and Harry's expression.

"I don't think so." Ginny frowned. "She was fighting the Death Eaters with me just a few hours ago."

"She also let Snape run up the Astronomy Tower a few hours ago..." Ron said hesitantly.

"What do you want to say, Ron?" Ginny was a little upset, "Gwen Snape was a gang? Didn't you hear Lupin? If Gwen Obstruct Snape and she could be killed."

"Of course I don't think Gwen is a bad guy." Ron opened his mouth and said sideways, "But old Ollivander is in Voldemort's hands now."

Hermione slapped Ron sharply, while Ginny shouted, "She's your brother's fiancée!"

"Come on, you're not so tolerant of Fleur." Ron retorted subconsciously, and immediately felt that he had done something wrong, "I mean, in case Gwen is robbed of soul What about the curse? Or is she being blackmailed?"

Harry was lost in thought.

"Threatened to help the Death Eaters