[HP] Moonlight Lingling

The kind of writing made the three children who had never seen him look at it with gusto.And the first thing Lucius did when he heard that Sirius was coming was to lock up all the white peacocks he raised in the manor—the last time Sirius lived here, he was forcefully locked in the room by Narcissa It was not allowed to come out so there was no problem.

The next day was the last day of the Christmas holiday, and Cynthia and Harry were sitting in the study of the Black family reading a book-this study was located in the central room on the third floor, just where the portrait of Phineas Nigellus was hung. Next to the house of the school—they saw Phineas as they passed the room, the most unpopular headmaster in history talking to Mrs. Black who came to visit him.

Suddenly, there was a loud explosion downstairs, which scared the two of them and ran down.

"Godfather!" "Daddy!"

A puff of thick smoke dispersed, and the two of them stared blackly at Sirius who was blown black and smirked, only two rows of white teeth could be seen.

"What the hell are you doing?!!!" Cynthia was furious.It’s been a long time since I came back to take care of my body, and now I’m asking for danger like this? !

"Um, Cindy, don't be angry..." Sirius laughed, "Dad just wanted to clean up the contents of those glass cabinets and put away those dangerous dark magic utensils—"

"So you triggered the black magic on it yourself, and then blew yourself up like this?" Cynthia was so angry that she almost wanted to cast a curse on him to wake him up, but she still tried her best to control her emotions, "Do you know Do you know what it means to plan before you act? Do you know that everything must be planned?! Is your brain full of slugs?! Hmph, Gryffindor-style stupid and reckless!" Sirius was furious now But Cynthia, who was trying to control herself, couldn't help shivering, and then inexplicably thought of her cousin. The feeling of smiling and crushing the exquisite crystal goblet in her hand was exactly the same as that of Narcissa.But the last sentence reminded him inexplicably of his old enemy, and made him feel tangled in his heart.

"Cindy..." Sirius looked at Cynthia pitifully.

"Okay, Godfather, Cynthia, let's clean up here quickly." Harry smiled and helped Sirius out, and then picked up the dusty souvenir box that fell aside.

"Okay." Cynthia still gave Harry a face, and when she saw Harry helping Sirius, she snorted and went to clean up those messy black magic items together.Of course, they all wore dragonhide gloves.

"This box..." Sirius looked at the locket that Harry had just cleaned and put back in the cabinet, with a strange expression on his face.

"What's the matter?" Cynthia and Harry were curious.

Sirius held it tightly, frowning, as if trying to remember something.

"No!!" Kreacher came out suddenly, and he snatched the locket recklessly, "This cannot be taken away by Master Sirius, it is the relic of Master Regulus, it was given by Master Regulus to Mr. Kreacher's mission!"

"Kreacher?! You said Regulus?!" Sirius turned pale with shock, and completely lost the playfulness just now, "I order you to tell me, what did Regulus say?!"

"No, no!" Kreacher suddenly started crying, "Old Kreacher is not a competent elf, he can't even do the last task of his favorite Master Regulus! Now Kreacher can't tell the little elf The fact that Master Sirius wants to know, Kreacher is not a good elf!!"

Cynthia and Harry looked at each other.They all saw Sirius lose his mind and Kreacher lose control.Between eye contact, Harry decided to speak.

"Kreacher, look, I'm not from the Black family, am I? Regulus...Uncle, did he ask you not to tell the Black family?" Harry said softly. "I'm Potter, I'm not from the Black family... tell me, okay? I'll help you complete the task Regulus gave you, okay?"

"Master Harry..." Kreacher looked at Harry moved, then gritted his teeth and decided to tell Harry the truth.

"That is to say, Regulus was dragged into the lake by those ghost corpses?!" Sirius said in a calm voice, tightly clutching the souvenir box that Regulus exchanged his life for.

"Yes, yes..." Kreacher cried, "Ray, Master Regulus ordered Kreacher to come back, so Kreacher came back... But, but Master Regulus ordered Kreacher to destroy it ...Kreacher couldn't destroy it...Kreacher didn't fulfill Master Regulus' order..."

"Okay, Kreacher, don't cry." Sirius stood up, still clutching the locket in his hand, with a gloomy and terrible face, "I will destroy it, and I will give Rael to you You completed the task for you. You now..." He glanced at Harry and Cynthia, "You cook for Harry and Cindy first. I'll go out for a while."

With that said, he went downstairs.Cynthia guessed that he must have gone to the fireplace in the basement, used Floo powder to go somewhere else.

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Sirius didn't come back until evening, and he came back only to ask the two children to pack their things and get ready to go back to school.But early the next morning, he just sent the two children to the Hogwarts Express, and he himself went back to school by other means.

That night, Harry was called to the principal's office.

Cynthia waited for Harry to come back in the lounge, and when it was almost curfew, there was no one in the lounge.Hermione was already leaning against her and almost fell asleep, while Ron simply leaned on the sofa in the lounge with a pillow in his arms.And she herself was sitting in the corner of the sofa next to Hermione with a pillow in her arms.

"I'm back. You..." Harry looked at the three friends in a daze, dumbfounded, "Why aren't you sleeping?"

"Wait for you..." Ron said inarticulately, "I heard that you were called away by the professor...I'm trapped..."

"Ah, Harry, you're back..." Hermione rubbed her eyes, then woke up suddenly, "You're back?! How is it? I heard you were called away by the professor?! How are you doing? Confinement? Punishment Copying? No way, is it deducting a lot of points?!"

"Hermione..." Harry looked at her with a smirk, "I was not punished for plagiarism, I was not imprisoned, and I was not deducted points... Well, it was Professor Dumbledore who asked me to go there."

"Really okay?"

"It's nothing." Harry smiled sincerely, "I'm just discussing some things with the principal and godfather."

"Okay, okay, I'm fine... I'm sleepy and I'm going to bed... Goodnight Harry, goodnight Cynthia..." Hermione said as she stood up and staggered back to the dormitory.

"Really okay?" This time it was Cynthia.She stared intently into Harry's eyes, as if trying to see something out of them.But those sleepy eyes really couldn't see anything.

"It's okay." Harry glanced at Ron who was still sleeping on the sofa. "That locket is a relic of Slytherin. It is also Voldemort's Horcrux."

"Horcrux? What is that?" Cynthia was curious.But with sleepy eyes, it doesn't mean that she is serious about asking.

"It is said that a piece of Voldemort's soul is hidden in it," Harry said. "Uncle Regulus is a hero without a doubt."

"Yes, yes, the Black family are all heroes..." Cynthia said in a daze, "I'm going to sleep too, good night Harry..."

"Good night, Cynthia." Harry smiled, then turned back to Ron, "Get up, Ron! It's time to go back to the dormitory and sleep..."

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Harry said normal campus life would never have anything to do with him.

It's their first weekend after Christmas break.Harry and Cynthia were dragged by Draco to the Room of Response, and they looked at the opposite side speechlessly looking up at the bright and sad 45-degree sky...Master Platinum.

"..." Cynthia looked at Draco who had never seen this appearance before, speechless.

"..." Harry looked at Draco curiously with an inexplicable smile on his face.

"Ah..." Draco propped his head and sighed, picked up a small spoon with the other hand and stirred the black tea in front of him.

"..." Harry and Cynthia looked at each other.What's the matter, young master?

"Draco...what did you call us here for?" Cynthia asked.Hey, I've already eaten a whole plate of cookies, why don't you open your mouth? ! !

"I..." Draco frowned.He wasn't sure that telling them, especially Harry...would be in any danger to them.

"Draco, let's talk. No matter what, we can solve it together, can't we?" Harry said with a trusting yet gentle smile, "We're friends."

"Yeah, Draco, what else can we say about our relationship?" Cynthia said and took another cookie, "Could it be...ah, no way?! Could it be that you like a girl who is hard to talk about?" ?!"

"Cynthia!" Draco was speechless.Can't this guy be serious? !

"No... No way, is it a boy?!" Cynthia covered her mouth and widened her eyes, "Quickly tell me! Is it Blaise or Harry?!"

"..." "..." → These are two speechless boys.

"What are you talking about, Cynthia?" Harry smiled gently, but it made people feel chills down their spines inexplicably.

"……it is good