Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

So Dumbledore turned his head away, unable to bear to look any further.

He knew that today's conversation would have only two outcomes:

Either Sirius gives in...

Or... Anriel would keep picking at the scars and tearing the wounds until he collapsed.

I hope Anriel has some sense...

Over there, the conversation between the two continued.

"...and you, too, don't trust Dumbledore - my father.

Ah, we've been chatting for so long that I almost forgot to tell you my last name."

Anriel stood up, his aura and pressure were so strong that Sirius couldn't help but take half a step back.

"My name is Andriel, Andriel Dumbledore."

In fact, his two surnames could be changed at will. Considering that his surname "Dumbledore" would have a stronger impact on Sirius than "Grindelwald", Anriel chose the former.

Although Sirius had been mentally prepared, he still found it difficult to control himself. He looked sadly at the headmaster who turned his head away.

"Besides, you still have the nerve to laugh at Snape?"

Anriel said in a surprised tone.

Another vulnerable point in Sirius' heart was picked up by Anriel without any preparation.

He snorted - as if trying to show off his strength.

But I feel a little lacking in confidence.

"Snape is much more useful here... Twelve years in Azkaban is not a treatment that ordinary people can enjoy."

The implication is... even if you, Sirius, are indeed more capable than Snape, he has twelve more years of experience than you, right?

Besides, the current Sirius might not be as capable as the current Snape...

In the original book, Sirius Black was extremely disgusted by this matter... and now Anriel has directly touched the pain point that he is most unwilling to face.

It's not that he spent twelve years in Azkaban—

But he, Sirius Black, is not as good as Snape!

Not as good as that dirty snot.

These words were like a sharp knife stabbing into Sirius' heart.

Anriel handed over the last knife without hesitation:

"Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you that Snape saved Harry's life once in the past two years."

A moment of silence.

Then, Dumbledore and Anriel watched a huge black dog rush out of the door, panicking and losing their composure...

Snape saved Harry.

Regardless of whether it was because of the life debt he once owed to James, his influence on Harry and Dumbledore was much greater than that of Sirius.

Even in the original book, the reason why Sirius was important to Dumbledore was because he was important to Harry psychologically, and Harry was important to Dumbledore's heart...

If not...the Order of the Phoenix really doesn't need Sirius.

......

"Is this... really good?"

Dumbledore stared at the open door, sighed after a moment, and asked slowly.

“I don’t know, but it’s definitely a benefit.”

Anriel pulled his hand and the oak door slammed shut.

"God knows what Azkaban spent twelve years taking away from his character and what it added to it."

Anriel shook his head and spoke softly.

If Dumbledore doesn't want to be the bad guy, then let him be the bad guy.

When reading the original novel, Anriel had a strange feeling of awkwardness——

Some things obviously have simpler and more efficient solutions, but Dumbledore took people's hearts into consideration, especially Harry Potter's feelings, which led to various accidents...

He has transformed himself into a "nice guy" and lost the sharpness of his youth.

Maybe Anriel is too young and thinks things are too simple.

But, how can we know whether his idea is right or wrong if we don’t try?

"Perhaps we should tell Professor Lupin...there's a good chance that Sirius will go to him and confess."

Dumbledore nodded and began to write a note.

Things became much clearer.

Probably two acting talents... to be more precise, it was a veteran actor and a small-time liar teaming up to put on a big show.

Now the stage needs a "Remus"... played by Moony, to be performed for Padfoot.

Anriel yawned, seeming to be very bored.

The rustling sound of a quill scratching across parchment echoed softly in the room.

After a moment, Dumbledore stood up, folded the note, and patted Fawkes gently on the head.

The phoenix took the note, and disappeared with a flash of fire... Only a burning golden-red feather was left in the air.

"I suggest that Professor Lupin keep Sirius in the castle... well, in the Defence Against the Dark Arts office.

And let him try to find out whether Sirius's character has undergone any fundamental changes."

Anriel suggested, Dumbledore smiled, and the flames rose with a whoosh.

Fox is back.

"I think so, my child."

Poor Sirius, he didn't know when he would find out that the only two people he knew well in school were now planning to team up and let him be the one hiding the truth...

I mean, people who are "kept in the dark."

Anriel didn't read Lupin's reply. After all this trouble, he felt a little hungry and was about to go downstairs to the kitchen.

He forgot who told him last time, but it seemed like there were new Halloween cakes, but he didn’t see any at the dinner yesterday…

It seems to be a kind of thing that looks like a skull dripping with blood, but is actually a cream cake covered with red velvet frosting.

It doesn’t matter, as long as he mentions this idea to the house-elves downstairs, they will be very happy to “create new products even if there are no new products, so as not to disappoint the little master.”

After waiting for about 40 minutes, Anriel cut a piece of red velvet and put it in his mouth and took a sip.

Nice——

The house-elves roasted quite a few at once. Anriel packed two and prepared to take them upstairs for Luna to try.

Then, when he reached the sixth floor, which was the floor separating the tower and the main building, Anriel looked at a group of people rushing towards the Gryffindor Tower in a panic, confused.

"Ok?"

What happened - what happened -

There was a battle between sending a cake to his girlfriend and eating melon in Anriel's mind, and in the end the former won.

Anriel turned straight back to the Laclaw Tower.

I have nothing to do with rain.

But after returning to the room, Anriel found that Luna was not there.

So he iced the cake first...

Then he went downstairs to eat melon.

The priority of events is clear, and without Luna, nothing can stop him from eating melons.

Anriel quickly arrived at the blocked corridor of Gryffindor Tower.

Looks like a lot of people are terrified...

and many more……

Why does this scene look so familiar?