"You're not on it!" Allen said, looking at the bottom of the family tree.

"Once on it." Sirius said, pointing to a small, charred hole in the tapestry, like a trace of burning by a cigarette.

"After I escaped from my home, my dear old mother destroyed me-Clicher liked to whisper the story."

"You escaped from home?"

"I was about sixteen that year," Sirius said, "I've had enough."

"Where have you been?" Allen asked staring at him.

Sirius suddenly fell silent, and after a long time, he said, "James."

Alan touched his nose and pretended to suddenly become interested in the tapestry.

The name at the bottom of the genealogy caught his attention: Regulus Black. There was a date of death after the date of birth (about fifteen years ago).

Sirius also bent down and looked at the tapestries more carefully.

This manifestation made Allen more convinced of his judgment that Sirius might have disagreements with his family, which does not mean that he does not love his family and does not expect to get the warmth of his family.

"This is my brother, a fool." Sirius noticed Allen's gaze and stroked the part embroidered with the name Regulus Black.

"He was too weak to believe the nonsense of my parents--as a member of the Black family, he was born noble..."

Allen could not agree with Sirius's words, it was this Regulus Black who bravely embraced death and took away the "Horcrux" hidden in the middle of the lake.

"He became a Death Eater!" Sirius turned his head and looked at other names.

"Are your parents also Death Eaters?" Allen asked.

"No, no, but believe me, they think Voldemort's claim is correct, and they all agree with maintaining the purity of the wizard's blood, getting rid of people from Muggle origins, and letting people from purebreds take power."

After a pause, Sirius continued: "Of course, they are not unique, and before Voldemort showed his true face, many people thought that his claim on something was correct..."

Alan increasingly concluded that Sirius might hate his parents' philosophy, but he was not really disgusted with them.

"I haven't seen this for years."

"Is this Phoenias Nigeles...my grandfather, have you seen it?...I am the most unpopular principal in Hogwarts history..."

"And Alamanta Melifren...my mother's cousin... tried to pass a Ministry of Magic decree to legalize the hunting of muggles..."

"And my dear Aunt Eladora... The house-raising elves cut off their heads when they couldn't handle the plates. This family tradition was created by her..."

"Of course, whenever a fairly decent person is produced in the family, they declare that they have severed their ties with him."

Sirius curled his lips, obviously, he was one of the pretty decent figures.

Well, all the undecent characters enjoy aristocratic life comfortably, but he, the decent character, was imprisoned in Azkaban for thirteen years!

Alan won't drink this bowl of poisonous chicken soup.

"Okay, let's go, let's fulfill our promises."

Sirius stood up straight, took Alan through the stairs in the hall and climbed up to the second floor.

"There are some collections there, maybe you'll be interested." Black pointed to the dusty glass door cabinets on both sides of the mantel, "You can pick it up for yourself."

As he said that, Black wanted to pull open the tightly covered curtains.

Suddenly, Black cursed and Allen turned his head to look.

Several adult foxes flew out of the folds of the curtains, their beetle-like shiny wings buzzing and flapping, their small needle-like teeth exposed outside, their small and delicate body were covered with thick black hair, and the four small fists were clenched tightly in anger.

Unpredictable, Black's hand was bitten.

Alan blinked, freezes these foxes with the frozen curse, and throws Black a bottle of antidote.

"Have Kliche not cleaned in the past decade?"

Sirius said hatefully, sitting on an armchair sunken in the middle, then shouted in disgust and jumped up-

He looked down and felt relieved. It was not that he was alive and would not hurt others. It didn't matter - it was just a nest of dead woollen wool.

Allen couldn't help laughing, Sirius was really a bit unlucky.

Allen focused his attention on the cabinet in front of him.

The glass cabinet door is very dirty, and the black magic objects inside are even more weird.

Allen cleaned the cabinet with one finger with his wand. Then, he gently opened the cabinet door and sorted it out.

Rusty daggers, animal claws, coiled snake skin, a decorative crystal bottle with an opal on it, blood-filled silver rhinitis box that can bite people, sarcoma powder, a multi-legged tweezers-like instrument, a music box that can crawl like a spider, and a hypnotic...

And - Slytherin's locket!

Without hesitation, Allen threw the locket into the system storage compartment.

The familiar system sounded: "Discovering a broken soul, are you sure you want to continue storing it?"

"Of course." Allen replied.

The system stopped making a sound, and the locket disappeared from Alan's eyes.

At the same time, Allen knew that Voldemort's remnant soul also disappeared from this world.

Scandals to the rest, a Merlin First Class Medal, a large gold ring engraved with the Black family logo and family photos set in silver frames…

Alan didn't find anything more valuable than Slytherin's locket, so he stood up.

He was surprised to find that Sirius was actually kneeling in front of a desk, looking stupid and crying silently.

And in front of him was - Harry!

It was Harry's body, lying horizontally in front of Sirius.

Allen's heart couldn't help but hopped violently, but in an instant, he realized that it must be Boggart.

Harry was staying in Hogwarts at this time.

Allen quickly stepped forward and solved the Boggart.

It turns out that what Sirius fears the most is Harry's death!

"He won't be in trouble," Allen said.

"I know, with Dumbledore there, there will be no danger in Harry." Sirius stood up with a gloomy face.

"Get nothing? But that's right. A smart little wizard like you will definitely not be interested in Merlin's medals, gold rings, etc." He looked at Allen's empty hands and said.

"There is a library upstairs, but the books inside are not old, if you want..."

"Of course." Allen is a complete Ravenclaw, and greed is the nature of a raven.
Chapter completed!