HP solves the mystery

Sirius was released from prison, and Lupine was released from Knockturn Alley.

After his identity as a werewolf and double agent was exposed, the werewolf tribe kicked him out. Some shops would not give him a job after learning about these things. He could only work in Knockturn Alley reselling cauldrons and wands. Son.

"Where are you going?" The landlady asked curiously when she saw that Lu Ping had shaved his beard, put on hair wax, and was still wearing a neat suit.

Lu Ping smiled gently and said nothing, bought a newspaper and left.

He apparated to the docks, where ships from Azkaban often docked.

Seagulls were flying around on the pier, but unfortunately no tourists gave them chips to eat.

Lu Ping saw the ship docking and straightened his clothes nervously.

With a weathered look on his face, the thin Sirius walked off the deck in a sweatshirt and jeans, and immediately saw the man walking towards him.

"Long time no see, Sirius."

"Long time no see, Remus."

The two of them called each other's name at the same time, both of them had red eyes.

"Go and stay at my house for a while first, and then wait until you get used to it before thinking about anything else." Lupine thoughtfully helped Sirius solve his troubles, without feeling any resentment at all because of the years of separation.

Sirius thought about what Peter said in prison and how he was kind to Bi Lupin, and his heart was filled with regret.

"Thank you, Remus." He moved his lips twice and whispered.

Lu Ping pursed his lips and took him to a nearby restaurant for a meal as a welcome feast.

In the past few years, Lupine had accumulated a lot of savings when he was a leader at a werewolf gathering place. Even if he spent a lot of money running around for Sirius, the remaining money would be enough for him to live a prosperous life in the Muggle world. .

Lupine bought a single-family villa in a remote suburb so that he could spend the full moon and hoard goods.

Sirius opened the door and touched the soft sofa and looked at it for a long time before he felt like he had left Azkaban completely.

"Sit down and have a cup of hot tea. It's a recipe I figured out myself." Lu Ping came into the kitchen at some point and came out with a solid wooden tray containing a pot of tea and two plates of biscuits.

Sirius thanked him, drank some black tea to moisten his dry lips, then picked up a cookie and ate it.

Lu Ping relaxed a little, his eyebrows became softer, and now they were the only ones left in the original group of four.

"Remus, Harry, I mean, how have you been all these years?" Sirius shyly looked away from Sirius, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that to you..."

He regretted what he said in prison when he said it. He should not have doubted Lu Ping.

Especially when he learned that Lupine had lost his job and had a rift with Dumbledore in order to help him expose his identity as a werewolf, he felt extremely regretful.

Lupine's body stiffened for a moment, and he looked at Sirius with gentle brown eyes, a smile on his face.

The moment Sirius raised his head to meet him, a strange feeling came over him.

"I'm no longer in the Order of the Phoenix. I haven't done anything for Dumbledore in several years..." Lupine added a cup of tea for Sirius and turned on the TV to play casually.

I don't know when, but the old man's appearance has changed, and he is no longer the amiable person he remembered.

Sirius picked up the tea cup and put it down again. He mentioned that he should visit Dumbledore, but out of the corner of his eye, he was attracted by the people on the TV. He glanced at the people on the TV several times.

"Is that person Lockhart?" he asked hesitantly. Lockhart studied in Ravenclaw and was a few years younger than him.

Lupine knew what Sirius was surprised about, so he dug out a stack of old newspapers and carefully explained to him the current changes in the wizarding world while drinking tea.

The new Diagon Alley and the magic power will not be explained for a while. Lupine will focus on Voldemort's transformation and Dumbledore's situation in recent years.

"Voldemort has developed the wizarding world to a higher level, but Dumbledore has always believed in his methods. Even if the werewolves in Wolf Village can live a good life, they don't have to be excluded from the fringes of society, and they don't have to rely on robbery. Living with thieves..." Lupine sighed, Dumbledore's theory was outdated, which also meant that the white wizard was indeed old.

Sirius remained silent. After experiencing the death of his best friend and his betrayal, and having stayed in Azkaban for several years, he was no longer as reckless as he was back then.

"Then what I... did at the beginning made your life worse..." Sirius asked blankly, staring at the tea in the cup.

"No, not really. I no longer want to be a spy. Werewolves already have development prospects. We can't go back to the miserable life of the past..."

Sirius didn't dare to look at Lupine's face at all. He took a sip of tea and muttered, "That's good."

The two fell into silence again, and the wood in the fireplace crackled.

"Take a few days' rest and I'll take you to Diagon Alley to buy a new wand."

"Um."

At Voldemort's Manor, Tom took a bath in the bathtub after a tiring day, then sat on the sofa wearing silk pajamas, drinking black tea and watching TV comfortably.

As for the Daily Prophet? That was during breakfast.

Sif came out from another door, followed by Nagini in a nightgown. She held a small jar and ran to Tom's side.

"Tom, I want to see the Magical Zoo!" Nagini stepped on the carpet with her bare feet and sat on the exclusive sofa eating chocolate beans.

Tom glanced at her and said impatiently, "Go to your room, eat less chocolate, more chocolate, and put her shoes on."

Nagini ignored what Tom said and just looked at him with her big cute eyes.

But Tom was so hard-hearted that he waved his hand and let Duoduo take her away.

"Ah, Tom, you have no heart. Are you really willing to let the lovely Nagini go back to that dark and cold bedroom? Woohoo, Sif, I want to watch TV with you..."

Nagini was very aggrieved. After becoming a human, she spent much less time with the two than when she was a snake. She couldn't stay on the sofa and watch a whole TV show, and even eating snacks was restricted. .

Sif suppressed a laugh, but did not stop the house elf Duoduo. Nagini is now fatter than when she returned to London. She must control her daily food intake, otherwise she will really become a little fat.

"Why are you here?" Tom saw Silver sitting down and poured him a cup of tea.

Silver thought about the past few months of doing nothing in the manor, with no salary or income. The ingredients for making the potion were all bought by Tom, and he was too embarrassed to sell them.

Except for the color-changing agent that was boiled for Nagini earlier, it can only be used as a prank prop, and not everyone can provide blood orchid leaves.

In short, he has to find a way to generate income, and the first step to generate income is, well, move out of Voldemort Manor first?

"Staying in the manor is a bit boring. I want to find something to do." Sif took a sip of tea and said slowly.

Could it be that Sif had finished studying the ancient prescriptions in the potion room? Besides, there was TV and games to play, so how could he feel bored? Tom didn't understand. It turned out that when he lived in the city center, he was doing these things at home.

Tom cursed, seeing Sif's attitude in his eyes, he nodded slightly.

"Have you thought of anything to do?" he asked softly, showing no reluctance at all.

Sifu twirled his teacup after hearing this. This was exactly what he had been thinking about recently.

I heard that Professor Slughorn is retiring from the position of Head of Slytherin, and his replacement will be Assistant Professor Quirrell. In short, Hogwarts has freed up several professor positions.

But Dumbledore was in Hogwarts. He was crazy to stay under the old fox's nose, not to mention that the outside world only had to wear a pair of trousers to spread the news about his relationship with Tom. If he went there, he might not survive. sky.

The Ministry of Magic is a carrot and a trap. Thinking about the rules and regulations, they are definitely not suitable for people like him who are trying to fish.

As for the Muggle world, well, he should go to the city center and let Zhang Mingyuan look at the house and continue to be a tenant.

"Well, I don't know." Sev rubbed his chin.

Tom calmed down, he didn't want to let Sev leave, and he could fully afford to support Sif, including the greedy basilisk, but he knew that any obstruction would arouse people's rebellious psychology, so it would be better to let Sev go. Find something to do and just leave the manor during the day to relax.

Tom put down his cup, crossed his legs, and tapped his fingers on his knees.

"Don't worry, I'll ask Lucius tomorrow." He nodded towards Sif.

The sun was just right the next day, and Nagini had recently been learning to identify potion ingredients, so the flowers and plants in the garden suffered.

Lucius looked at the bright sun and was glad that he drank a bottle of refreshing potion when he came.

"Lucius, when will Wizard Primary School start recruiting students?" Tom took out a document from the mountain of documents on the desk, looked at it, and asked calmly.

Lucius couldn't handle the Lord's intentions, and if school didn't start again, Draco would have to go to Hogwarts.

"Lord, it is expected to be September this year." Lucius replied respectfully.

In addition to the children in the orphanage, the Wizarding Primary School contains children from the Muggle world. They spent a lot of effort to find young wizards who were raised by their parents and relatives.

It would be great if there was an admission book. Just follow the list above to find people.

Lucius thought of Dumbledore, his mortal enemy, and gave up the idea of ​​borrowing the Book of Access.

Tom nodded slightly, pointed to the chair floating aside, and asked Lucius to sit down.

"Have you confirmed the principal and teachers of Wizard Primary School?" Tom looked at the documents for a while, then squinted at Lucius.

Lucius nodded. The courses taught in primary school were not very profound, and the pay was much better than that at Hogwarts. There were more wizards applying for the job. The candidate had already been decided, and after checking his character, he signed the contract for ten years. contract.

"Cornelly Fudge became a nominal vice-principal at the school, and Andre Crouch also worked at the school. The school's security hired retired Aurors..."

"What about the principal?" Tom asked as he signed.

Lucius thought of Orion, who often appeared in front of him, and lowered his eyes, "It's not confirmed yet, Lord, do you have a suitable candidate?"

Silver definitely didn't like such busy work, but it was really puzzling that Dumbledore didn't interfere in this matter.

"Hire the werewolf wizard to the school and see how Dumbledore reacts." Tom coughed, "Let the boy from the Black family be the principal."

Lucius responded respectfully, and after confirming that there were no instructions, he left the study.

He looked at the sunny garden and wiped the non-existent sweat on his forehead. Lord was really...

I hope Regulus will not disappoint him, otherwise he will have to look forward to the next generation of the Black family.

It's not that Dumbledore doesn't want to get involved in the wizarding elementary school, but he was recently warned by the Minister of Magic, Crouch Sr.

'Principal Dumbledore, I admire what you have done for Britain and your great achievements, but your frequent contacts with the Austrian man have made the trade relationship between the two countries unstable...' Old Crouch said through the temporary The link came to the Hogwarts Headmaster's Office. After being the Minister of Magic for several years, he looked much gentler than in previous years.

Dumbledore pushed up his glasses and smiled kindly.

"Minister Crouch, look what you said, this is just two old people who have nothing to do and get together to chat." Dumbledore will not admit this scapegoat. Anyone who knows about his contact with Gellert Very few.

Old Crouch snorted coldly. The former devil and the white wizard were chatting together. Is it really as simple as drinking tea and reading the newspaper? Even a three-year-old child wouldn't believe it.

"I will keep an eye on you, Dumbledore." He finished his words coldly, grabbed his hat and left from the fireplace.

Dumbledore touched the beard on his lips and took out a two-way mirror.

In recent years, due to Tom's construction of the wizarding world, the Ministry of Magic's Department for Prohibiting the Misuse of Muggle Items has ceased to exist in name only, but Arthur Weasley still sticks to his job, and the old wizard Perkins regards this as a retirement job.

Once again, when Arthur returned to the Ministry of Magic after dealing with the prank mess left by Willy Widdershin, he found that the small office had changed.

Perkins was secretly drinking the rum he brought with him, and quickly put it away when Arthur frowned.

"Someone previously donated 30,000 gold galleons to the Ministry of Magic. Minister Crouch finally plans to rectify the Ministry of Magic." Perkins sat on a new chair with a backrest and pointed to the busy workers opposite.

"He just let these workers in? Does anyone else have any objections?" Arthur said incredulously.

Perkins nodded and looked at Arthur inexplicably. He had never been so angry before when he asked Muggle workers to repair the door device.

"Anyway, I know how to cast spells, and there is an ignore spell, and our department doesn't have any important information." Perkins thought that Arthur was worried about his documents, so he answered in a good mood.

"That's not what I'm worried about. There are so many Galleons." Arthur sniffed, suppressing his uneasiness, and said jokingly, "He only wants to renovate the Ministry of Magic? Why doesn't he give us a salary increase?" "

Perkins smiled after hearing this. He would be retiring in a few months, so these things did not suit him.

Arthur sighed helplessly, feeling as if everyone was drunk and he was alone.