Chapter 855: New Work Release

"What is the benefit of opposing the most evil wizard in the world?"

Sirius asked suddenly,

"I don't understand; the Dark Lord, the black wizard who kills without blinking, except for us, the wizarding world is left with only cowards and idiots...

Why, a prophet, please forgive my probing... a wizard capable of catching up to Merlin, would be willing to oppose him?

I have never seen a wizard like you, such a gifted wizard, why do you want to be his enemy?

He probably doesn't even know you exist; no matter what this wizarding world becomes, you could live very well, right?"

A few owls flew through the night, and streetlights flickered between their wing gaps.

Under the moonlight, the wind in Diagon Alley blew through the oak trees, and the bells on the shops rang with a clatter.

Xiang Xien gazed at the haggard man before him—flames were burning in his eyes, and he stared at Xiang Xien as if confirming something.

"I attend school at Hogwarts."

Xiang Xien said.

Sirius was stunned for a moment.

"Hogwarts is very good."

Xiang Xien said again.

"Sorry..."

Sirius frowned; he didn't expect to get such an answer.

"Don't you understand, Mr. Black, does opposing the most evil wizard in the world need too many reasons?"

Xiang Xien stared into his eyes.

"Of course it needs them!"

Sirius glanced at Regulus's pale corpse, his eyes full of indignation.

Xiang Xien, however, fell silent.

"I rarely see wizards have such thoughts, to live or die with a school—it's hard to believe that Hogwarts has such magic..."

Sirius muttered to himself,

"Why on earth, sir?"

"Mr. Black, you aren't living in this house, are you?"

Xiang Xien asked softly.

"Of course,"

Sirius said; although he felt puzzled by the young wizard's words, he still walked to the end of the corridor based on an inexplicable trust.

Right at the end, a tapestry covered the entire wall, on which was a portrait of a woman; as soon as she saw Sirius, she screamed:

"Disgraceful fellow, dirty half-breed, family disgrace, filthy degenerate..."

The tapestry looked very, very old, its colors already faded, and it seemed something had bitten through several places.

However, the gold thread embroidered on it still shone brightly, and they could clearly see a sprawling family tree that could be traced back to the Middle Ages.

Embroidered at the top of the tapestry were a few large characters:

【The Most Ancient and Noble House of Black

Always Pure】

"I am not on it,"

Sirius did not pay attention to the screaming Mrs. Black, but looked at the bottom line of the family tree and said.

"Although I was once on it."

Sirius said, pointing again to a charred little round hole on the tapestry, looking like a cigarette burn mark,

"Just as Kreacher said, after I ran away from home, my dear old mother destroyed me—Kreacher likes to mutter this story in a low voice."

Xiang Xien listened quietly.

"I was about sixteen that year,"

Sirius said,

"I had enough."

"You went to Mr. Potter's house."

Xiang Xien said.

"To this day, I find it hard to believe that such magic really exists..."

Sirius looked at the young wizard and said in a low voice,

"Harry's grandparents were very understanding—I think you must know him—they treated me almost like a second son.

Yes, when school was on break, I stayed at their house temporarily, and when I turned seventeen, I found a place for myself.

My uncle Alphard left me a considerable amount of gold—he was also cleared out of here, probably because of this—anyway, from then on, I took care of myself, but Mr. and Mrs. Potter always welcomed me to their house for dinner every Saturday.

So, why are you asking this?"

Sirius asked.

"What if someone wants to destroy Mr. Potter's house?"

Xiang Xien asked.

"I would kill him!"

Sirius said with a hoarse throat.

He was startled, suddenly understanding something.

"Harry, you and Harry, you..."

He became somewhat at a loss.

Only one kind of person would treat a school as a home, like Harry...

The night fell silent.

Sirius could not read anything from those brilliant green pupils, only knowing they were desolate and calm, like a deep ocean.

"Perhaps I have seen the endings of some stories; you would know that they don't count as very good."

Xiang Xien said in a low voice; when the distant wind blew, he was always willing to say a little more.

"The future of prophecy never goes wrong..."

Sirius was stunned, then said.

"Oh, that is the first time."

Xiang Xien smiled gently.

Sirius had never seen such a person, making one actually develop a vague faith in him. ===== CHAPTER 856 =====