Chapter 1210 (1/2)

In fact, after a night of change, the tension from the nerves is more likely to make people feel tired.

But the threat of Death Eaters is like a sword hanging in everyone's mind, and there is a risk of falling down at any time.

To be on the safe side, they had to huddle in the living room and lay on the floor that night.

The whole family should be neat, probably This principle is followed.

Early the next morning, Harry woke up from his sleeping bag on the living room floor.

Through the thick curtain, you can see the sky outside. The sky before dawn presents a light blue wave. With the cool, everything is so quiet. Only the slow and deep breathing of Ron, van Lin and Hermione can be heard.

Harry watched the shadows they cast on the floor next to him.

As the only woman, naturally, the sofa is reserved for Hermione, while van Lin is tightly attached, with Harry in the middle and Ron on the far left.

You can see that Hermione had been in a state of fear all night, her arms reaching to the floor and her fingers very close to Vaseline.

Harry wanted to know if they were sleeping hand in hand, which made him feel very lonely.

It probably comes from the complaints of the single dog. Somehow, Harry thinks of Ginny.

He looked at the dark ceiling and the spider web chandelier. Less than 24 hours ago, he was standing in the sun at the entrance of the tent, preparing to guide the wedding guests, which seemed to have happened in his previous life.

What happens now? He lay on the floor thinking about Horcruxes, a complex and arduous mission Dumbledore had left him Dumbledore The death of the headmaster seems to have some changes in his grief compared with the past. Muriel's condemnation at the wedding seemed to enter his mind like a vicious disease and infected his heart with the reverence for the headmaster.

Is Dumbledore going to let that happen? Did he ever, like Dudley, sit back and ignore everything as long as it's none of his business? Did he really ignore his imprisoned and hidden sister?

For no reason, Harry thought of Godric Valley, the graves that Dumbledore had never mentioned. He also remembered that Dumbledore did not give any explanation for the mysterious objects in his will, and the resentment gradually swelled in the dark.

Why didn't Dumbledore tell him? Why didn't he explain it clearly? Did Dumbledore ever care about Harry? Or is Harry just a tool that needs to be polished, never to believe him, never to trust him?

Harry could no longer bear to lie there in agony. He needed to find something to distract him.

So he climbed out of his sleeping bag, picked up his wand and crept out of the room. At the top of the stairs, he whispered, ”twinkle.” with the faint light of his wand, he walked up the stairs.

The third floor was where he and Ron had slept last time. He glanced inside. The closet door was open and the quilt cover was torn open. Harry thought of the giant leg that had fallen to the ground downstairs.

Someone left and searched this house in the order of the Phoenix! Is that Snape? Or Mundungus, the thief who betrayed the order of the Phoenix and killed moody?

Sirius did not come back, and for him, the ancestral home of the Black family was not suitable for him to live in.

It's too big and spacious. Since Snape betrayed, Sirius moved out of the Black family's ancestral home.

Harry's eyes wandered over the frame of Phineas nigells He was Sirius' great great grandfather, the most unpopular headmaster in Hogwarts' history.

But now there is nothing in the frame, just a muddy background.

It was obvious that Phineas nigells had gone to the headmaster's office at Hogwarts for the night.

It's a good place, and no one can forcibly enter the headmaster's office without their recognition.

But what about Voldemort?

If he and Dumbledore didn't go out that night, would Dumbledore not

Harry continued up the stairs until he reached the top floor, where there were only two doors. There was a sign on the door facing him. It said, ”Sirius!”

Harry had never been to his godfather's room before. He opened the door and held up his wand so that the fluorescent light could be seen more widely.

Sirius's room is very large, and you can see it. It must have been quite magnificent here before.

There was a big bed with carved patterns on the wooden headboard; the high windows were covered by long velvet curtains; the chandeliers were covered with a thick layer of ash, and the candles were still inserted in the candlestick, and the tears of candle were condensed around them. The pictures on the wall and on the headboard are also gray, with spider webs extending from chandeliers to large wooden wardrobes. As Harry walked in, he also heard the footsteps of the frightened mouse.

This place has been abandoned for a long time. Sirius is almost trying to get rid of the Black family's old identity, but it must be admitted that it carries his godfather's past, as well as the mischievous shown by Sirius in the confrontation with the past.The young Sirius covered the silver gray wall with posters and pictures, because silver gray is the representative color of Slytherin, which does not match Sirius at all.

Harry guessed that Sirius' parents had no way to deal with the permanent charm, because he was sure they would never agree with the older son's taste in decoration.

Sirius seems to be deliberately irritating his parents. There were several huge Gryffindor flags in the room, and the faded scarlet and gold marks his difference from other Slytherin families.