Hogwarts: What are the four great masters doing?

So, Friday night.

Northeast of Hogsmeade.

"Woof!" "Woof!" "Woof!"

"..."

Looking at the dogs barking and grinning in the kennel in front of me.

Ryan's expression was speechless.

"This... is the 'old place' where you usually meet?"

He was a little speechless. "I thought you would at least choose some more humane meeting place."

"This is where the puppies from Hogsmeade gather. Most of the time, wizards don't come here..."

Harry explained somewhat awkwardly.

That's right.

To put it mildly, Hogsmeade is the only wizarding village in Britain.

But to put it bluntly, Hogsmeade itself is actually a small village.

And in any rural area, there are always dogs.

They may be the wizards' pets, or they may be some stray dogs that have wandered here.

But anyway, the wizards of Hogsmeade also built a kennel for them to live in on a daily basis.

Over the long term, this place has naturally become a habitat for wild dogs - they live here and, in a sense, also help guard the wizards of Hogsmeade.

The reason why Harry and Sirius decided to meet here is naturally self-evident.

"Wang!"

At this moment, there was a low barking of a dog.

Those vicious dogs with bared fangs immediately stopped roaring.

They each retreated and lowered their bodies.

They seemed to be welcoming the arrival of their king.

And this is indeed the case.

At this moment, a big black dog with shiny fur came out from the pack of vicious dogs with the gait of a dragon and a tiger.

Needless to say.

That was, of course, Sirius Black - his Animagus was a large black dog.

At this moment, he looked at Harry and Ryan with a serious and earnest expression.

"Wang!"

"...What are you barking at?"

"Oh, sorry, I'm used to it!"

Sirius subconsciously barked like a dog, and after being directly verbally abused by Ryan, he quickly changed back into human form and apologized softly.

He obviously looked much better than when he was in Azkaban - although he was still thin, he had gained some flesh and no longer looked like skin and bones.

The handsome, elegant and noble young man of the past seemed to have finally recovered a little at this moment.

His eyes were no longer as crazy and gloomy, and the dirt on his body had long been cleaned off. He was wearing a fairly decent robe that covered half of his face and eyes.

This made him look quite mysterious and cold, like an undead ghost that had traveled thousands of miles to hunt down his enemies.

Of course, the look he gave Harry at this moment was gentle, with the intimacy of an elder to a younger person, or even a friend to a friend.

He nodded to Harry, then looked at Ryan: "You...you and Dumbledore...I'm sorry..."

He said so.

Ryan could naturally understand the meaning of this.

Sirius was a relatively simple-minded person, so he naturally didn't know that his escape from prison was actually approved by Dumbledore.

But he obviously knew that his escape from prison had brought trouble to Ryan and Dumbledore - there had been a lot of attacks surrounding the two of them in the past year.

That's why he apologized for it.

"Oh, it's okay, Sirius."

Ryan, on the other hand, remained calm. "Dumbledore told me to tell you that he's very happy that you didn't make any big moves after escaping prison. This shows that you've at least made some progress during your years in Azkaban."

"I was certainly reckless in the past."

Sirius also admitted this: "My rash decision killed Lily and James. I will certainly learn from it..."

He said painfully.

obviously.

The cost of that lesson and growth was too great for him.

And then he got down to business.

"And you and Dumbledore—you said you discovered Regulus..."

At this point, Ryan saw his expression begin to change.

He tried hard to suppress his emotions, as if he wanted to appear indifferent, or to show his disdain for his brother who had defected to the Dark Lord.

But he failed in the end.

His expression turned pale and his lips almost trembled.

"Yes."

But even so, Ryan still had to cruelly announce the fact.

"We found him—his body is in my ring now, but I thought... you didn't want to see him here, did you?"

Ryan said softly.

"Yeah...yes...of course..."

Sirius' voice was almost hoarse, which made Harry look at his godfather with some concern - it was obvious that after spending some time together in private, he almost regarded Sirius as his own family.

This is normal.

After all, for Harry, who grew up in his uncle and aunt's house and never received normal treatment.

Sirius, who was straightforward, enthusiastic, and especially caring towards him, could almost be equated with a 'father'.

So, Harry now moved closer to Sirius and patted him on the shoulder.

Sirius patted Harry's hand, indicating that he didn't need to worry.

He forced himself to stand up, but his voice was still trembling.

"I heard Harry say - you told him, about Regulus, that he didn't..."

He asked with difficulty.

But Ryan obviously knew what he wanted to ask: "Yes."

So he nodded without hesitation.

"Regulus was a great hero—he may have made mistakes, but he still accomplished great things."

"Now is not the time to talk about the specifics - but I can tell you that when Voldemort is defeated, he will be one of the people who plays the most crucial role, and his sacrifice will be great."

He said decisively.

So, Sirius nodded.

"I understand."

"Come on, I'll take you back to my place—and take Regulus back with me...that brat, he hasn't been home for a while."

He said so.

This surprised Harry a little.

Because he knew very well that Sirius Black almost never referred to the place where he lived now, the old Black family house, as 'home'.

"It's just a house, Harry - even though I grew up in it, the smell is awful... It's not my home, there's no family in it, only a bunch of lunatics!"

"If it weren't for my current special status and the fact that I couldn't cause any more trouble for Dumbledore...oh, and your friend Ryan, I would never go back there!"

Sirius had told Harry so once.

but now.

But for the first time, Sirius called the old Black house home.

The reasons are self-explanatory.

Because he realized that he was not alone.

He still has family among the Black family.

Even though he is dead.

Chapter 196 Kreacher and the Locket!

It must be said that the location of the Black mansion was quite creative even to Ryan.

According to Ryan's original estimate, the old house of this pure-blood family whose ancestral motto is "Eternal Purity" must be in some ancient valley where no one lives, or in some dark and damp castle.

But the reality was far beyond his expectation.

The Black house is located on a Muggle street in downtown London called 'Grimmauld Place'.

The old house's sect is number 12, and it is protected by a concealment spell.

"I think my crazy ancestors had some conspiracy to attack Muggles, so they built the old house here."

Sirius Black, an insider, obviously knew enough about the nature of his ancestors to make a fairly reasonable guess based on this.

Soon, Sirius brought Ryan and Harry into the old house.