Chapter 1280: Don't you understand yet?!!

"Obviously, Kreacher was lying, you are not his master... these past few months, Kreacher has been serving two masters..."

On Christmas Eve, Kreacher seized on the word "get out" that Sirius said to him.

Then he went to Narcissa, Sirius's cousin, Malfoy's wife, Bellatrix's sister.

This was the member Kreacher felt most honored and proud of.

"How did you know?"

Harry looked at Dumbledore.

"Sirius told me, when Severus saw the note Darren left, he immediately found a way to contact Sirius.

The Order of the Phoenix has more effective ways of contacting each other... I didn't tell Darren, this was also my mistake...

After Severus contacted Sirius, he went to find you, only to find that you had taken Umbridge to the Forbidden Forest...

Then, he went to the Forbidden Forest and saw those centaurs.

He understood what happened, he was worried that you had really run to the Ministry of Magic, so he contacted the Order of the Phoenix headquarters... Look, if Darren had just waited a little longer, nothing would have happened..."

"Enough, I don't want to hear you blaming his mistakes!"

Harry suddenly roared angrily. Dumbledore watched him go mad. He didn't stop him.

"I know, you're angry at your own recklessness, angry that you urged him to go rescue Black."

Dumbledore said softly. Harry froze.

He breathed heavily, as if this could make him calm down.

Dumbledore looked at him for a while, and then he continued: "After Severus notified the Order of the Phoenix headquarters, Sirius interrogated Kreacher.

When he said you had already arrived at the Ministry of Magic, it burst into wild laughter."

"Laughter?"

Harry asked gloomily.

"Yes, Kreacher told Malfoy and the others that in this world, the person you care about most, besides Darren, is Sirius.

You treat Sirius as a father, and sometimes he is even more important to you than Darren... They used this point to lure you to the Ministry of Magic.

They actually didn't intend to kill any of you at first, they only intended for you to get the crystal ball, that prophecy..."

"It's already broken, I smashed it on the steps with my own hands!"

Harry sneered.

"Yes, yes, I watched you smash it, I didn't stop you, I thought that might make you feel better..."

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, the prophecy ball is of course a prophecy made by a person, I witnessed that person making the prophecy right beside her.

That was sixteen years ago, I was interviewing a Divination professor... someone heard it from the side... he only heard the first half, so he told the first half of the prophecy to Voldemort."

Dumbledore stirred the Pensieve.

A face appeared. Professor Trelawney.

She said in the mysterious tone Harry had heard before: "Born in July... his parents had defeated the Dark Lord three times..."