HP Shavings Wizard

"And that is not a real soul, but just an illusion generated based on the user's memory."

"——I don't recommend you use it now. Your impression of your parents is too shallow, and they only exist in your imagination. If you want to see something more real, it's best to look for more of their former friends and get the memories of their interactions."

Alison leaned against her father, looked at Harry with sincerity and consideration, and calmly added to her father's words.

As for her true inner thoughts...

If Harry only wanted to see her imaginary parents, it would be more convenient to look at the Mirror of Erised later and watch it as long as she wanted. Her father would definitely find a way to let people know about the Mirror of Erised, after all, it was the last level of the Philosopher's Stone.

Alison really didn't want Harry to go up there and waste time. Seeing how Harry was obsessed with the Mirror of Erised in the original novel, she knew what would happen if he went up there.

——It was already annoying that the two Blacks disturbed the three of them when they were having an intimate time. Alison only tolerated it because they wanted to sell the Black family to her.

As for the idea that the little subordinate Harry longed for his parents?

There is no need to waste time and energy on providing benefits to subordinates who are already employed. It is good enough not to order them around and just fool them.

Dumbledore, not knowing what capitalist thoughts were going through his daughter's mind, nodded in agreement. He looked at Harry, who was sipping hot tea, and said with concern with a kind smile.

"Harry, how was your Christmas holiday at the Black family's?"

The black-haired little wizard's green eyes lit up slightly and he nodded heavily.

……

It was Harry's first Christmas away from the Dursleys.

The godfather was waiting at Platform 9 3/4 of King's Cross Station. Harry recognized the figure from a distance, who he had only seen in photos. He got off the train, ran up to him, and hugged him.

Sirius hugged Harry back tightly, as if he wanted to rub Harry into his body. After ten years in Azkaban, he naturally didn't recover so quickly. He was so thin that it was a bit uncomfortable to hug him, but Harry was full of surprise.

At that time, Sirius hugged Harry tightly, looked at the face that seemed like the continuation of the love between the two dead friends, and whispered to Harry: "Welcome home."

The feeling of Apparition was a bit uncomfortable, and then he encountered Walburga's cold and hateful eyes, and the driving and scolding of the house-elf Kreacher.

But when Harry explained and took out Regulus's body and belongings that Alison asked him to hand over, Walburga and Kreacher's attitude changed completely.

When Walburga saw Regulus's body and belongings, tears suddenly flowed down her face. She cried uncontrollably and sat for a long time beside her beloved little son.

Finally, she asked Kreacher to move the body to the upstairs room.

Sirius patted Harry's shoulder, pulled Harry, and silently accompanied Walburga upstairs.

Harry reached the top of the stairs, passed another locked door, and saw an imposing little sign on it, with deep scratches in the paint and neat handwriting:

[Without my express permission

No Entry

Regulus Arcturus Black

Only then did Harry know the full name of his Uncle Regulus.

However, it was naturally impossible to open the bedroom that the young master didn't want others to enter in order to place the body - there were still several empty rooms in the Black family.

Walburga sat beside the bed, looking at Regulus's body, without saying a word. The locket was placed on the table with the note inside.

Sirius walked to the table silently and read the note, or rather, the last words of his always obedient and timid younger brother.

Holding the note, he felt suffocated and his heart sank.

He never thought that his younger brother, whom he had always looked down upon, would have such courage and determination.

He had always thought that Regulus disappeared because he wanted to quit the Death Eaters and was killed by other Death Eaters, but he never expected that the truth would be this.

The relationship between Sirius and Regulus can be described as cold. Although they are blood relatives, their personalities are almost completely opposite and they can't talk to each other. In comparison, his friend James is more like his brother.

But Regulus is his biological brother after all, and he tried to find out the cause of death after Regulus disappeared.

Walburga was silent for a long time, then she stood up and walked in front of Sirius.

Sirius thought Walburga was going to scold him again and subconsciously took a step back, but Walburga just hugged his rebellious eldest son and started crying again.

Sirius stood stiffly, not moving, listening to Walburga's intermittent crying, then slowly reached out his hand and hugged his always high-handed and crazy mother back.

At that moment, they seemed like real mother and son.

The love hidden under the hatred was slightly revealed at this moment.

After a long moment, Walburga let go of his son, wiped his tears, sorted out his emotions, walked up to Harry, and thanked him deeply and elegantly.

"...Thank you, Harry...Thank you for bringing Rael back so that I could see him again..."

This left Harry completely at a loss for words, and he could only offer dry polite remarks.

Afterwards, Walburga hugged the little wizard again, and the heartbroken mother apologized softly: "I'm sorry, Harry... I was so mean to you before..."

It was difficult for Harry to have the negative feelings towards Granny Walburga that he felt when he first met her, when he was suddenly scolded and driven away.

Kreacher was also excited because Harry returned the body of his master Regulus so that it could be buried in the ancestral tomb and Regulus's belongings could also be dealt with.

This old and ugly house-elf took on the same attitude as its mistress, treating Harry with the same warmth and friendliness, and cooked sumptuous meals for him for several days.

The atmosphere at the table was more harmonious than ever before.

Although there wasn't much laughter and noise at Christmas because of Regulus, the old lady became very amiable.

Walburga ignored Sirius and only cared about Harry's well-being, telling him to eat more, indulging the rare curiosity of a child in this depressing old house, and asked Kreacher to clean up a bright and spacious room for the little wizard to live in.

Then, she hurriedly prepared a Christmas gift for Harry. Of course, Sirius, the rebellious son, was still impossible, and Walburga could not forgive him. The fragile crying before was like a flash in the pan.

But Sirius didn't care, instead he felt relieved - he would rather see Walburga cursing and screaming than the way he was before.

When they were going to visit Headmaster Dumbledore at Hogwarts, Walburga took Harry with him on the carriage - it was impossible for him to leave the young wizard alone at home. And Harry was the boy who survived a catastrophe, so he was naturally a member of the Order of the Phoenix.

Then, in a nonchalant manner, she ordered Sirius to follow.