v2 Chapter 1804： Dumbledores dark history (1/2)

At this moment, Harry also felt a shudder. It wasn't just excitement, it was more like fear. He had dreamed of coming back here countless times, and now he is really so close to his parents' graves, he doesn't know if he wants to see it or not.

In the plan, the first stop of this trip to Godric's Hollow was to pay homage to Harry's parents, but when we got here, whether it was Sirius or Harry, they all hesitated.

Hermione looked at the two of them and could understand the feeling. Both anticipation and fear! If the front is Ai Wen's grave, she is the same.

No, he may not be as good as the two of them, and it is estimated that he will collapse.

Ron has been rescued, and Ivan will be fine. After all, there are more important things waiting for him to do. The four founders of Hogwarts chose him. Those ancient wizards are so powerful, they will definitely help Aiwen tide over the difficulties at the most critical moment.

Now, no news meant hope and possibility, Hermione had been comforting herself.

She sighed softly, knowing what she was going to do, and she took Sirius and Harry's hands, leading the way for the first time, pulling them forward. The two also cooperated very well, letting him pull, like a child.

At this time, everyone especially needed to keep each other warm and find comfort to tide over the difficulties together, but when they reached the middle of the square, Hermione suddenly stopped.

”Look!” she pointed to the monument.

It changed as they walked by.

It is no longer an obelisk full of names, but a statue of three people: a man with disheveled hair and glasses, a woman with long hair, beautiful and kind, and a woman sitting in her mother's arms baby boy.

The three statues are Harry's parents and Harry himself. Harry stepped closer and stared into his parents' faces.

He never thought there would be a sculpture…

How strange to see myself carved in stone, a happy baby with no scars on its head...

Sirius took a deep breath and stared at James blankly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing. A group of people watched silently under the statue, full of thoughts.

Countless dust fluttered under the dim street lamps, and a touch of sadness permeated everywhere. Maybe only Dobby didn't feel sad.

”Let's go!” Harry whispered after a long time.

The group walked towards the church, and when they left, the statue turned into a war memorial.

The doors of the church were closed, and there was a path leading to the cemetery behind. Vaguely, you can see that there are many tombstones placed there.

Sirius waved his wand lightly, opened the door of the church, and they entered.

”They're somewhere here,” whispered Sirius.

The tip of his wand glowed faintly, dispelling the darkness in the cemetery.

The four of them stood there for a while, looking at the tombstones, and then Harry suggested, ”Let's find them separately, so it can be faster.”

There are more than a thousand tombstones here. They spread out and walked to the depths of the cemetery. While bending over to read the inscriptions on the ancient tombstones, they sometimes looked into the surrounding darkness to make sure there was no one else.

The tombstones bear the surnames of many ancient wizarding families. Among them, many are famous wizard surnames that appeared in the history of magic. In addition, many are ordinary Muggles.