Harry Potter and the Legend of the Temple

"And it's the Lestrange family." Hermione exclaimed, "Oh my God, Louis, do you know what this means in the wizarding world?"

Hermione is well-informed and has an in-depth understanding of various families in the wizarding world. This is consistent with her studying Muggle studies as a Muggle.

"But I never thought there was anything good about it." Louis spread his hands. Now he doesn't care whether he is of Muggle blood or pure wizard blood.

"Then what shall we call you from now on? Louis Lestrange?"

"You are stupid, Ron." Ginny interrupted him from the side, "How can a child be born with the mother's surname?"

Louis didn't know if it was possible, but if Ginny's words were said now, they would definitely lead to a women's combo punch.

"What should it be called?" Ron retorted, "We don't know who his father is?"

This sentence made several children look at Lewis.

"Actually, I'm not sure." Louis showed an innocent expression, "But my mother said it seems to be Regulus Black."

There was silence again, and this time it was Hermione who jumped out first:

"This is impossible." She immediately denied, "How could it be Regulus Black."

"You know again, Hermione?"

"Have you forgotten, Ron, before Sirius took us to the Black family tapestry, Regulus Black's head was gray, with the date of death marked on it, which was much earlier than the year Louis was born."

Hermione's powers of observation and memory were indeed astonishing, and Sirius did not intend for Hermione to discover this problem at the time.

"When will you..."

"Just when you were going to the Ministry of Magic, Harry," Hermione explained, "we ran to the cupboard downstairs to get the potion to kill the vixen, and Sirius even showed us around those places."

"But that's wrong." Harry interrupted, "Sirius said that the date on the tapestry was written by his mother herself. Regulus Black has been missing, but he is still alive."

Louis nodded. Sirius did say that when they were in the cave.

But no matter what, as a pure-blood wizard, he had no choice but to run away.

Several people did not continue to delve into this topic. They chatted for a while, and then it turned into the new semester of Hogwarts.

"I heard that Moody is no longer the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher?"

"Well, Dumbledore let him worry about the Order of the Phoenix." Ron sighed. After all, Moody was a good teacher.

"However, he still remains in the school as the security advisor of Hogwarts. I heard this from my father and others."

"That's pretty good."

Alastor Moody can be said to be one of the few backbones in the Order of the Phoenix that is not under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Magic. Dumbledore actually knows this better than anyone else.

They chatted until late at night, and finally, when Mrs. Weasley came to check on the ward, they slowly went to bed with Molly's volcanic expression on her face.

Life in Grimmauld Place is extremely boring, especially in this critical moment of life and death. Except for the members of the Order of the Phoenix who can come and go freely, others, including Louis, before the start of the new semester at Hogwarts They were all ruthlessly grounded.

The only joy was writing letters every day. Louis had spoken to Astoria no less than eight times in the past few days, which really exhausted his owl Fula.

Although the magic teleportation array was a bit unreliable, luckily Astoria returned home smoothly. Louis could not reveal anything about the Order to her because her father, Osnet Greengrass, was also under surveillance by members of the Order.

Since Louis attended that Order of the Phoenix meeting, Dumbledore asked Louis to attend almost every subsequent meeting. Although he could not make any decent suggestions at the meeting or give more help to other Order members, But he still knew many secrets within the Order of the Phoenix.

For example, Voldemort is searching for a powerful weapon that he never had. Of course, Louis knew what he was looking for, the orb that Trelawney had prophesied fifteen years before.

He wanted to tell it at the meeting, but when he saw Dumbledore's eyes, it seemed that the answer was not what he thought.

If what Voldemort wants is not the Prophecy Ball, is there something else in the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic that is more attractive to him?

Lewis didn't dare to think about it, because now even Dumbledore might not be able to guess what the second-generation Dark Lord was thinking.

Fred and George were acting a little weird these days. The two brothers, who had just learned and passed the Apparition exam, didn't care much about the ban. They could come and go as they pleased. The only thing they had to worry about was getting Successfully avoiding Mrs. Weasley's gaze.

After dinner that day, the twin brothers pulled Louis aside, and after a while, the wretched-looking Mongodons also came over.

"Did you bring the things? Mongottons?" George asked impatiently.

"Of course, of course, I did it with all my efforts."

Mundungus took out a small bag from his arms and glanced around for fear of being discovered by others.

Then he opened the bag and found something like black beans inside.

"It's the seed of poisonous tentacles. This is a rare commodity, Dunge." Louis has sharp eyes, and it is not difficult for a potion master to identify potions.

"Yes, that's right, we need them for our latest quick-acting truant candy." Fred said happily, "But this kind of thing is difficult to get, and it is a Class C prohibited trade item."

"Ten galleons, we want these."

"No." Mundungus firmly disagreed. He immediately shook his head, "Just think about how much effort I spent to get these things. I won't sell them for less than twenty galleons."

"Dunge just likes to joke." Fred explained to Louis.

"Yeah, his best joke is that a bunch of lumpy quills cost six kilos." George said sarcastically.

"Don't tell me whether it's available or not. Do you want to buy it or not?" Mundungus became a little impatient and urged the twin brothers.

"I advise you to be careful, trading here is very dangerous." Lewis kindly reminded the three of them.

"What?" Fred thought Louis was talking about Mrs. Weasley, "Don't worry, mother is whispering to your mother."

"No, I mean Mad-Eye." Louis crossed his hands, "You should know that he has a magic eye."

Upon hearing this, Mundungus looked behind him nervously.

"You're right." He touched his nose, "Okay, ten of them. Take this thing away quickly."

"That's great, Louis."

After Mundungus left, Fred tapped the seeds in the bag to see what was missing.

Lewis stared at the back of this black marketeer. This guy was a little timid, but he could contact him if he needed rare materials in the future.

"You pulled me here just to witness your dirty underground dealings with Mundungus." Louis teased the Weasley brothers.

"Of course not." Fred and George looked at each other and smiled, "Do you know where we have been these days?"

Louis shook his head. The twin brothers came and went without a trace. No one knew their whereabouts, well, except Alastor Moody, who had been monitoring them with his magic eyes.

"Diagon Alley, and I have good news for you."

George took out a piece of paper from his arms and put it in Louis' hand.

It was a deed to a storefront purchased in Louis' name.

"We have acquired an abandoned three-story shop in Diagon Alley in your name. If it is renovated, it will be opened in a short time."