[Deha] World Starlight

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Title: [Deha] World Stars

Author: Mao Lu

Ⅰ: CP Deha, Gedeng, Slu (Double Professor), Thunder Wolf (Blake Brothers), Gemini.

Ⅱ: Based on the background and reference of "The Seven Harry Potter Movies" and the eight Harry Potter movies, the original works are directed towards the main drama.

Ⅲ: On March 2019.3.3, [-], the full text has been modified and replaced. Some episodes and summaries are confusing and will not affect reading.All the empty chapters are arranged in order and will be filled with special episodes in the future, and the unpublished chapters have been locked.

Ⅳ: The characters belong to JK Rowling, thank you for your long-term support and love, love.

Ⅴ: The cover is taken from the movie Harry Potter and the Sorcerer's Stone.

After arduous efforts, Harry finally defeated Voldemort and pushed away the dark cloud that shrouded the wizarding world.

The war caused countless fresh lives to stop. On this day that will be remembered by history, the historic magic school Hogwarts was almost destroyed, but the most sad thing is that the boy who survived the catastrophe was buried under the ruins.

The wind blows up the dust and dirt, dries the tears from the corners of the survivors' eyes, and sends the souls to the other shore.

【2017.03.01】

Because of a huge "surprise" that fell from the sky, I got a big surprise.

Harry Potter really deserves to be the boy favored by Merlin.

Reborn as a baby version who screams as soon as he speaks, he accidentally meets the awakened godfather Black.

They chattered and exchanged their respective messages, Godfather Black smiled charmingly, and Milkman Potter shouted!

The Awakened Godfather and Goldfinger's Pavement Black is so handsome!

She really deserves to be the dream lover of the Gryffindors in the past, with a lot of strength and allure!

So, our plan is to...

Before you grow up, Godfather, you should work hard!

If it succeeds, I will give it to you ▋▋▋▋~!

↑It can be scratched off...... o((≧▽≦o)

The above is the copywriting written on paper when I was young, frivolous and ignorant (?) when I first had the idea of ​​this article.In short, combined with the copywriting, this article is about Deha who found out after [Rebirth] that he could live with his parents and godfather Hedwig Draco without [Fighting Monsters], but finally found that things were not that simple To Fanrenwen ^^

It’s not Goldfinger, it should be said that except for rebirth and not clearing the memory, Goldfinger has gone to the base ╮(￣▽￣)╭, Harry’s godfather is not easy to mix...

Content tag: rebirth of a match made in heaven

Search keywords: Protagonist: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy┃Supporting role: everyone in Harry Potter...┃Others: Deha

☆, Flying Fortune Ⅰ

Harry Potter thought he was going to die.

At the hands of any Death Eater, at the hands of Voldemort, at the hands of Avada Kedavra who failed to take his life all those years ago.

But he never thought that on May 1998, 5, which was destined to be recorded in the history of wizards, at the last moment of the duel with Voldemort, the falling wall of Hogwarts Castle, which had become precarious due to magical attacks, would just hit the ground. On the head of the "Boy Who Lived" who was always lucky.

The boy who survived the catastrophe ended up dying on a "flying" boulder? !Harry dared to bet a thousand gallons that the "Daily Prophet" would never publish the truth.They would only make him a hero who died in a heroic confrontation with Voldemort.

But Harry couldn't imagine how other people would react when they knew the news...Although he has no family, he has very good friends, a girl he admires, professors, classmates and many people who care about him ...

Harry forced the corners of his mouth up. He thought that Hermione and Ron must have been terrified, and that expression was absolutely hilarious...

His forced smile disappeared from the corner of his lips again.

Still, Harry thought, at least he saw clearly that Voldemort was dead, really, completely, before the blood blurred his vision.

Everything is over, whether he is still in the future or not.

No matter how many unresolved problems this battle left behind, no matter whether the Elder Wand will return to Dumbledore's coffin, no matter whether Hogwarts is almost destroyed today... But as long as time does not stop, everything will be back to normal.

It's just that magic repairs objects, and time heals wounds, but nothing can fully mend people's hearts.

The dead people, although their names will be engraved forever in the glorious history full of blood and tears, they are no longer in this world after all.

Harry, who has always been a bit optimistic, has already thought of everything he can think of in his head... Hogwarts Castle, which has a long history and powerful magic power, has blessed many powerful wizards and served in Hogwarts Castle. Is it possible for the Room of Requirement to change back?Harry couldn't help but feel a little sad when he thought about it—it was his favorite place in Hogwarts besides the bedroom, the common room, and Hagrid's hut... Maybe it was really ruined, and it had a lot of history inside. The... sundries.

Sundries?It made Harry think of his legacy.He thought his inheritance should be left to Teddy, right?Although the 17-year-old savior does not have any precious treasures, but leaving his fire to that little guy can also prove that he, the godfather, still existed...

Unfortunately, he has never seen that child, never gave that child a hug, but took his parents away...

Harry rubbed his nose.

Hope Teddy can understand why his parents and godfather died, hope he can understand their feelings to make a better world and let him live happier...

There is also the Marauder's Map, which should be the most precious gift he can leave behind as an incompetent godfather. I just wonder if there will be any changes in the castle after the reconstruction?Then the map may not be easy to use... I don't know if it can be redrawn?

Oh Merlin, why am I thinking about such weird things?Harry scratched his hair irritably.

I don't know if every wizard will be sentimental for a while before he dies. Anyway, Harry is really thinking a lot now. It seems that many memories exploded in his head, and many images that should have been deeply buried in his mind emerged one by one.He saw the faces of his aunt, uncle, and cousin, the day they left Number 4, Privet Drive.He felt a little bit of concern from them that day, no matter how small it was...how small.

What made Harry happy was that one of the few images of James and Lily in his memory appeared in front of his eyes. They were young, one handsome and the other beautiful. Their fresh faces seemed within reach...and Sirius, the handsome and unruly little boy. Sirius Black.Although the other party only existed in his life for two years, the length of time did not affect Sirius' status in Harry's heart. He was still the best and most amazing godfather in the world!

Harry looked at the young faces in his memory, wishing he could engrave them all in his mind while he was still conscious.

Remus, and Snape...

The happiest life at Hogwarts came before his eyes again. Harry smiled with tears in his eyes and looked at the past scenes, watching time leave traces on the faces of the professors.He thought, when the professors heard the news of his death, they didn't know how sad they would be, especially Professor McGonagall...

Harry thought sadly, if only he hadn't died.

If only Voldemort dies in this war, then everyone will start a happy life.

Harry also thought that if Voldemort had never existed, many things would not have happened, so many people would not have died, so many families would not have been broken... Would everyone be happy?

But soon, Harry gave up thinking about these impossible pasts.

I have to say that too many things really happened that night, everything happened so fast, life and death were only in a flash, whether it was them or the Death Eaters, too many people died, but the Death Eaters...

Harry thought again of Draco Malfoy's hesitation to go to Voldemort's side, and Narcissa Malfoy's trail of Lucius Malfoy after his decisive Apparation at the end.

"Damn it, Harry." He rubbed his hair with a headache, "They're all dead, why do you think so much about it!"

It's useless, it's no use thinking about Malfoy, or thinking about Hermione, Ron Remus, Snape...

"Instead of thinking about those things, why not think about the situation now, am I going to become a ghost?" Harry moved his hands and feet in the whiteness, a little surprised.

Then maybe I can live in Hogwarts like Nick and the others, and I can see the children of Hermione and Ron in the future, and maybe the children of Neville and Luna, haha...

And some light blond man and his son who is also light blond, oh, maybe not light blond, maybe inherited the mother, maybe a genetic mutation or something...

Harry thought wildly.

The necessary quality to be an excellent savior is to face everything optimistically.

In a strange situation that even a wizard can't describe.

[You know, not every wizard can become a ghost after death, Potter. ] A voice echoed empty in this strange space, [Becoming a ghost is also a very painful thing, I guess you won't want to. ]

"...Who are you?" Harry asked doubtfully but unafraid.

[And the ghost will keep its last appearance in life. To be honest, your appearance when you die is really not very eye-catching...] The voice answered him with this sentence.

"..." Harry fell silent.

The voice seemed to appear directly in his mind...

[Potter, you know, the beginning and the end of the story alone are not enough to make a person, the rest of the story is.Maybe your story doesn't have a happy beginning or a comic ending, but whatever happened along the way will be your treasure for life. ]

[You will have a better ending, of course, you can also call it a beginning.You will take your treasure with you, and it will be all over again from the very beginning. ]

"What?" Harry didn't know why.

[The place at the beginning will also be the place where you are closest to happiness,] the echoing voice said something Harry couldn't understand, [There will be a place that can change fate. ]

But he also felt that he was ignorant.

[Someone has already paved part of the way for you, the rest is up to you. ]

[are you ready!harry potter. ]

The voice disappeared after saying this, and the thick white mist around it also thinned, revealing the King's Cross station it shrouded.

Harry was a little surprised that he was here. He remembered that not long ago, he and Dumbledore had talked a lot about karma here - things that should have been laid out long ago.

Finally, he asked Dumbledore if he had to go back, but Dumbledore's answer was always so democratic, he said: "It's up to you, Harry."

Harry finally decided to go back - of course he had to go back, he had to go back.

But he remembered Dumbledore smiling at him and saying, "You said we were at King's Cross, didn't you? I suppose if you decided not to go back, you could... say... board a train. "

Now Harry was at King's Cross again, and an old red train - Harry knew it so well - was looming through the mist.

The Hogwarts Express.

"Where will he take me?"

"Ahead."

After closing the red-painted doors, Harry sat in the box he had sat in when he first went to Hogwarts.He still clearly remembers the mood at that time—so nervous and so excited, as if all the good things were waiting for him in the future.

There are too many memories of him on this train, and too many unforgettable things happened here.

It could even serve as a sign of the beginning of the second half of his life.

"beep--"

The train whistled and carried the only passenger forward.

"Dudu-"

Harry sat silently on the box seat, clasping his hands.

If it can really take me forward, if everything can really start all over again.

So--

Let it end where it started.When everything has not happened, when I can still have happiness.

Back to that time!

—That's a question, isn't it?On the whole - I don't think so, my dear boy.

——Then... I'm dead too?

--till the end.

——You will accompany me?

- dead?No pain at all, faster and easier than falling asleep.

- Does it hurt?

——You are still a little bit close, and you are already very close.We're... so proud of you.

—You're so brave, baby.

—When the time is right, you must tell Harry Potter one thing...

—Thank you, Severus...

—And what about my soul, Dumbledore?What about mine?

—that boy's soul isn't quite spoiled, and I don't want to tear it apart for my sake.

— Voldemort planned to have that poor Malfoy boy kill me.

——You let me never reveal your kind side...

—her son is still alive, and his eyes are exactly the same as his mother's.If you love Lily Evans, if you really love her, the path ahead of you is clear.

—Harry...Harry, we love you so much, so much!Harry, mom loves you, dad loves you too...Harry has to live and be strong.

—then hide them all and keep her—their—safe.please.

——How dare you stand in his position... Tell everyone what happened that night!Tell everyone how you looked him in the eye...

—Dobby is buried here, a free elf.

- Dobby has no master, Dobby is a free elf.Dobby came to save Harry Potter and his friends.

— Regulus Arcturus Black.

—R.A.B...

—those were parts of his soul... He must have felt something... To destroy the other Horcruxes, they had to be found first.

——I am still prettier than you.

——There is so much humor in the world, you just say "I have an extra hole", that's too bad.

— Hedwig!

——When I brought you here 16 years ago, you were less than the size of a wheel, and it seems destined that I should take you away too.

—Okay, Granger, play by plan.

—Yes, if anything goes wrong, we shall be little fools forever.

—I've always admired your courage, Harry, but you can be so silly sometimes, and you need us.

—Believe me, Professor, I've been asking myself that question for six years.

——Why are you three always present every time something happens?

——Among so many people, he only chose me, me!

——My mother used to say that what is lost will always find a way to come back.

——You are the cowardly person, you don't know love, you don't know friendship, I pity you.

—Yes, I wish it was you instead of me.

— This is a death curse.Only one person has escaped the spell so far, and he's sitting in this room right now.

——You have to remember that all those who truly love us will be by our side, and they will always be with you, in your heart.

—and when he's free, I'll never have to go back to the Dursleys.We can depend on each other, we can live in the country, a place where we can see the sky.He has been imprisoned for so many years, so he must yearn for it very much.

——I will never forget the feeling of walking into the school for the first time. It must feel good to walk in again with a free body.

—What you fear most is actually fear itself.

——It is not our abilities but our choices that determine who we become.

—But I still stand by my original opinion, you will achieve something in Slytherin.

— Voldemort killed my parents, he was just a murderer, nothing special.

— not very big, but always a home.

—It takes a lot of courage to stand up against an enemy, but it takes greater courage to stand up against a friend.

--I?Just rely on books and cleverness, but there are some more important conditions, friendship and courage.

— not going to Slytherin, right?Have you made up your mind?You can be great, you know, at the moment of your thought, Slytherin can help you to greatness, there's no doubt about it - don't you want to?Well, now that you've made up your mind - better go to Gryffindor!

—Okay, then we'll see you at Hogwarts.

——Hey, are you going to Hogwarts too?

— Well, some people say he's dead, but that's bullshit in my opinion... No, I think he's still hiding somewhere, too weak to act.

—It is strange that you were destined to use this wand, and the owner of the other wand left you with that scar.

—You are a wizard, Harry.

The rotating Forbidden Forest, Hogwarts, the spire of the Observatory.

Huge, cloudy swirls of what appear to be melted coffee-chocolate ice cream added to the Hogwarts Express' sliver of red, like cranberry jam.

Worse than being beaten by the Beating Willow.

It hurts more than Cruciatus.

It's colder than being passed through by the undead.

Colder than the water of the Black Lake.

There is no light.

No sound.

Harry Potter didn't know where in the end his mind was stuck.

He could only vaguely feel it—warmth.

and a voice full of love.

"Harry baby, come to this world quickly, mother loves you."

The author has something to say: I really want to hear everyone's opinions on the old version of Flashback and the new version of Flashback!I really want to hear everyone's opinions on the new revision! XD

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I tried the APP replacement before going to bed, it seems that it is much better than the web page, so I started to replace it slowly!

Matters related to the publication of this book will be published on Weibo as soon as possible, and I will be the first to ask everyone there if I have any questions. is a minus sign)

In fact, I still had quite a lot of thoughts when I edited the article. I don’t know if I can remember my thoughts at that time when I replaced it with a chapter with thoughts|_?)

【Let's send a famous quote】

Chapter 1 hit the street QAQ, this is what I saw under my high school information booklet (the name and source are not given in the information booklet). Yes - God always takes back with one hand and only gives with the other.

This chapter was written before the King’s Cross Station shrouded in white mist, and the latter paragraph was written when I first watched Deathly Hallows, and the remaining '—' is what I think is more important , meaningful words (books and movies) and the classic Harry Potter quotes on the Internet.The order is from the end to the beginning, it feels like a rewinding revolving lantern, returning to the original point and starting again.

I think I read "Harry Potter" for the first time in junior high school and the last three or four times. I didn't like Deha in the original book. I forgot whether it was rotten or not when I first read it, but dare to say that I read it later. Time must be rotten. (Thinking about it now, many of the ideas at the time are funny. For example, I saw the setting of Hermione x Krum on my sticky note. It’s embarrassing to look at it now. Hermione and Ron are obviously very good.)

Now I’m re-reading an article. I’ve read one and two before the holiday, and the third is in the dormitory. If you find something that’s not quite right and leave a message, it’s best to discuss it together.

*★,°*.☆,【Xiaoba’s chatting time ends】°:*.°★*.

☆, Flying Cross-luck Ⅱ

XNUM X Year X NUM X Month.

In this year, two big figures led countless wizards, and they forced it to be an unsettled year.

The entire wizarding world is shrouded in the increasingly cruel and violent rule of the Dark Lord. Inexplicable disappearances and inexplicable deaths have spread rapidly from Muggle society to every wizard.

At this moment, every wizard—even if he just learned to think—understands that there are actually only two choices before him.Either surrender at the feet of the Dark Lord and kiss his robe reverently, or...

Indulging in daily increasing fear, waiting for the destruction of the whole family.

Every day there are pure-blood wizards who believe that the Dark Lord is the descendant of the great Slytherin, that the Dark Lord will lead the pure-blood wizards to the noble peak, that the Dark Lord will completely wipe out the existence of Mudblood...

And think a little deeper.

One day, the Dark Lord will hold the entire wizarding world and even the Muggle world tightly in his hands.

Now, both the Order of the Phoenix and Albus Dumbledore were just fighting in the corner.

12 Grimmauld Place.

Black's old house protected by the Fidelity Curse.

Sirius Black opened the door expressionlessly and walked in.The hem of his clothes still smelled of the cold fog and blood of London.

But he closed the door, shutting out the great cold that was sweeping through London.

There were warm and cozy lights in Black's old house, and Kreacher polished the silver lamps on the table to make them as bright as new ones.

Sirius took off his heavy cloak and hung it on the coat hanger at the door, then smoothed his hair messed up by the hat a little, and asked into the kitchen: "Kreacher, where is Rael?"

"Master Sirius, Master Rael is in the room." The voice in the kitchen "jingled" for a while after Sirius asked, but then quieted down in an instant, "You came back a little early today, dinner Just wait for a while..."

"Don't worry about that." Sirius waved his hand and suddenly realized that the elf in the kitchen couldn't see him, so he said loudly, "Leel and I are going out for a while, and we'll be back soon."

"To Master Potter's?" the elf in the kitchen asked with concern.

"No." Sirius knocked on Regulus' door, "It's to Sissy."

Above the door that Sirius knocked was a small, gaudy sign that read in neat handwriting: Without the special approval of Regulus (R) Attalus (A) Black (B) ,do not disturb.

Regulus' voice became dull through the door: "Sirius? Come in..."

The door was pushed open with a "squeak" sound, and Sirius walked into Regulus' room, calling softly, "Rael."

There is no light in the room, only a little light shines into the room through the cracks in the curtains.

"Are you feeling better?" Sirius asked softly.

The young man who was greeted by Sirius lay on his back on the sofa, raised his left hand in the air, and slid his wide sleeve to the crook of his arm.He was looking at his forearm—or rather, the pattern on it.

With the little light outside the window, Sirius could clearly see the black pattern on the young man's forearm: a snake came out of the skull's mouth, spitting out a serpent message flamboyantly.A few years ago, he had persuaded the original Regulus not to join the Death Eaters, but he did not expect to personally push him into the Death Eaters in the end, and endured Cruciatus who considered loyalty.

Perhaps Regulus could still see the worry on Sirius' face clearly in such misty darkness, so he whispered his nickname: "Sirius." Regulus' voice was very magnetic, not like Sirius Wrapped with layers of anxiety like that, "There must be one of us two brothers who stands in the Dark Lord's camp and is controlled by him, otherwise he won't trust the other."

Sirius was silent, he still remembered the choice of Regulus a long time ago, and he had sworn that he would not let him join the Death Eaters again, would not repeat the same mistakes, and finally did not know his life or death.

But... Sirius lowered his gaze.

"I dreamed of becoming his right-hand man when I was in school. I am an admirer of the Dark Lord." Regulus said with a smile, "The whole Hogwarts knows about this, so I joined the Death Eater." It's only natural for me to be a gangster, and no one will doubt it."

"Even if you stand on Voldemort's side, he may not believe us." Sirius said the truth in a deep voice.

"But, Sirius." Regulus stood up from the sofa, the tall and straight figure of the young man could only be seen as a vague outline in the darkness, "At least, now you are believed in the Order of the Phoenix, Voldemort thinks you It is also believed in the Ministry of Magic, and Lucius and I are believed here. Whether it is the Black family or the Malfoy family, it is enough."

"Although this belief is only temporary, it is enough for you to do many things, and it is enough." Regulus walked towards the door, his shoulders were even a little higher than Sirius, "Siris, In every war, there must be sacrifices, didn't you already know this truth?"

"...Without sacrifice, there can be no peace." Sirius turned his head and looked at the nameplate on Regulus' door, suddenly feeling tired and powerless.

But even the countless sleepless nights in Azkaban, those tortures and inner condemnation could not erase the slightest bit of faith in him, let alone this little exhaustion now.

"Sirius, let's go." Regulus grabbed Sirius' wrist and pulled him out of his room. "I promise, Kreacher will keep the fire burning brightly in the fireplace."

The fireplace in Black's old house was glowing green, and after two clear "Malfoy Manor Wings", the fire turned to normal red again.

This is a safe and legal floo route that no one knows about.

"Good evening, Sissy." Sirius, who stepped out of the fireplace first, greeted the heavy-faced Narcissa in a gentlemanly manner, and then turned to the Malfoy Patriarch with a darker face, "And Lucius, good evening. I hope our presumptuous visit has not disturbed you."

"You're obviously interrupting—" Lucius said displeased, his brow furrowed like Merlin's unwashed trousers.

Regulus naturally sat down on the sofa and poured himself a cup of tea. "That can't be helped, Lucius, don't you also want to see us?" Under Regulus' intentional action, his sleeves slid to reveal half of his forearm, and the black mark on the side horn.

Narcissa's pupils shrank.

"So, what you said before is true?" Lucius' blond hair was dull and his face was not very good. "Honestly, Sirius," he said with a frown, "I really can't believe you How dare you make such a big show at a time like this—”

"You've wronged me, Lucius." Sirius shrugged, "I can assure you that this route is definitely the safest route in the world, and I won't make fun of everyone's lives... Besides, what is' This time'?" He bit the last four words hard.

"The Dark Lord is now—" Lucius said hesitantly, his voice terribly hoarse, "he is now... I can't tell..."

"Honey..." Narcissa gently held his hand, "Honey, it's late now, let Sirius talk."

Sirius sighed, seemingly tired, and while he was sighing, Regulus poured another cup of tea and handed it over.

"Thanks, Rael." Sirius rubbed his brows, took the tea, the temperature of the tea soaked the porcelain cup, and warmed his hands, "A few weeks ago, I went to a place, a dilapidated but with a long history Place—it is said that the last 'Slytherin' lived there. I wandered around there for a long time, found a few old wizards, and learned something from them."

"It is said that at their time, or even earlier, the head of a family in that place would always show off an ugly black gemstone ring to other wizards." The gemstone is engraved with Peverell's tattoo Chapter!'" In the last sentence, Sirius picked up a strange, country tune with an ending, "But what's more interesting is that another thing he often shows off is said to be a very beautiful locket. Those Old wizards say he called that 'Slytherin's locket'."

"Peverell? The three brothers who escaped death? Black gemstone, resurrection stone?" Narcissa asked hesitantly.

"Sissy, that's not important..." Lucius narrowed his gray eyes, "The point is the last 'Slytherin'."

"Siris, where exactly is that place?" Lucius asked him anxiously.

"Gaunt's old house." Sirius noticed that when he said "Slytherin's locket", Regulus trembled slightly, "Gaunt's old house is about Great Hangleton, in the On the way to Gaunt's old house, you will pass Little Hangleton. In Little Hangleton, there lives a Muggle family named Riddle."

"Do you need me to recall the name of the Dark Lord when he was in school or find that portrait of Riddle for you, Lucius?" Sirius finally said, "Or, you can go to Hogwarts and ask Ask Dumbledore, knowing that all wizards in England, without exception, go to Hogwarts. Oh, of course, if you're willing to ask him and he's willing to tell you."

"You mean—" Lucius twirled Malfoy's master's ring on his finger uneasily. He was obviously aware of something, or he had realized something a long time ago, but he kept refusing to think about it.

Narcissa looked at him, then at Sirius.

Regulus put the remaining half of the teacup back on the table, the wide sleeves that had slipped off covered the black mark on his forearm, and he stood up.

"As I told you a long time ago." Sirius also stood up, "I always thought this mark was an insult, an insult that had to be surrendered."

"So you fight, don't you, Sirius?"

"Please also remember your 'never bow to anyone', Lucius." Sirius' eyes were as deep as the sky that contained everything, "No matter how strong Voldemort is, he is only a lunatic, and sooner or later he will fall That day. I just hope that until that day, you're not some stupid dog that fell to hell with him."

"No matter how much power you have, how pure your bloodlines are, and how wise you are, you will sometimes miss."

"Besides, I hope you can understand that even though I know you're not such a narcissistic person, you still have to make it clear first," Sirius said bluntly, "no matter how much I tell you, It's not for you or Malfoy, I'm just for Narcissa Black. I also hope that no matter what you do, you will consider her first and consider your future children."

With a pale face, Lucius looked at Sirius and changed his eyes again and again: "Sirius, you...do you know something?"

"What do I know?" Sirius twitched the corner of his mouth and pulled a wry smile, "I don't know anything."

"You have your persistence, and I have mine. It's just that I want to change, and I want to protect much more than you, Lucius." Sirius looked at the burning fire, and his eyes seemed to flicker Huoguang, "For them, I have to carry everything I can carry." Sirius turned his head to look at Regulus, thinking in his heart - in fact, there is no difference between Sirius in 1996 and Sirius in 1979, only It is only stronger because it can protect what it wants to protect.

Sirius grabbed a handful of floo powder, and finally said: "I suggest you, Lucius, if you have time, you'd better go to that place to take a look, it's really a very ironic place."

"Besides, I can't fight anything, and I don't want to do anything. As I said, I'm fighting because of Sissy