After hearing Draco's thoughts, everyone couldn't sit still.

Dumbledore looked at Snape's livid face and had to take on the responsibility of communication in the face of the Malfoys' indifferent expressions.

"Sirius, I think we can sit down and talk. The two children also need some rest, what do you think?" He patiently comforted the big dog, who had been imprisoned in Azkaban for too long and became a little mentally ill.

The group sat down on the warm big sofa in the living room. Draco and Harry sat down first, flanked by Snape. Draco also arranged for Lucius and Narcissa to protect him and Harry on each side.

Snape enjoyed the "protection" of his two godsons with a mixture of laughter and tears, while Narcissa and Lucius indulged the two children in their play.

Looking at that stupid dog's expression, I can celebrate by reading an extra potions book today. (Snape wrote to Lily)

Across from them sat Sirius, bewildered and helpless, and Dumbledore, who had just been glared at by Draco and Harry in turn. They stared at each other, neither of them knowing how to speak.

It was Harry who broke the awkward atmosphere. He picked up the noble etiquette that Narcissa had taught him and imitated Lucius's tone of voice.

"Mr. Sirius Black, right? As everyone knows, my godfather is Severus Snape, which was appointed by my mother herself. And you, please forgive my impoliteness, do you have any handwritten letters from my parents? On a different note, when I was living in my aunt's house, did you know about my situation? Did you ever want to come and see me?"

Harry's words stung Sirius to the core. He was hurt and speechless. What he couldn't believe the most was, "How could this snotty guy be your godfather?"

"You are not allowed to call me Godfather like that!" x2

Sirius realized that he had spoken his mind. He looked at the two children who were glaring at him with embarrassment. After Snape patted his head soothingly, he turned his head and ignored him. He sat there at a loss. Seeing this, Dumbledore patted Sirius's shoulder to comfort him.

"Children, there are reasons for all this," Dumbledore's voice and the system's voice sounded at the same time.

[Trigger keyword: Sirius's difficulties. Open to view.]

Everyone's ears pricked up. They had only learned about this from Lily's letter and informed Dumbledore. Dumbledore later stepped in to grant Sirius bail and used Veritaserum during the retrial to successfully secure his release. Since Sirius insisted that Peter Pettigrew was not dead, he would only overturn his conviction after he caught him. During this time, Dumbledore would guard him.

"Let me think, where should I start..." Dumbledore picked up the teacup and pretended to be in deep thought, but in fact his attention was on Draco.

[Alas, old people are like this, their memories are very bad.] Draco sighed in a mature manner, then looked around like a thief to see if anyone was paying attention to him. When he found no one, he openly began to daydream.

[Let me see what's going on? ...Sitraune predicted that the person who could defeat Voldemort would be born at the end of July, and Harry was born on July 7st. Voldemort believed that Harry was the child in the prophecy and searched for his family.

Wow, did you believe it so? Voldemort is so stupid, he didn't even investigate. Who said that? What evidence is there? How could a baby defeat him? It's so hard to judge this Voldemort. Even a battle of wits and courage with him is a bit out of his league.

Draco thought the legendary Dark Lord was incredibly stupid, practically demented. He hated Voldemort the moment he thought about his father being sent to Azkaban and his mother being unhappy because of him. He wondered what his grandfather saw in him, his face?

Even Sirius silently agreed with Draco. Dumbledore began to wonder if he had been overreacting to Voldemort. But then he thought, while Voldemort might have been acting strangely in his later years, he had indeed been a diligent Dark Lord in his early years.

[...At the time, Lily and James's home was protected by the Fidelius Charm, making it impossible for Voldemort to find them. Sirius, James's close friend, was the known Secret-Keeper. They were very close at the time, and no one thought he would betray the Potters.

But Voldemort still found the Potters, James Potter shouted for Lily to run away, and was hit by the Killing Curse. Voldemort did not act immediately because he promised Snape to let Lily go.

But Lily desperately protected Harry, and Voldemort, impatient, used the Killing Curse to hit Lily who was holding Harry. At the same time, the ancient magic of love took effect, and when another Killing Curse hit Harry, it was rebounded to Voldemort, and Voldemort's body was destroyed.

Draco felt more and more upset when he saw this. He thought, "I wonder how sad Harry must be." He secretly squeezed Harry's hand and smiled nonchalantly when Harry looked at him.

Many years of living at his aunt's house had taught Harry to read people's expressions early on. He listened eagerly to the stories about his parents that no one had ever mentioned to him, tried his best to remain calm, and pretended to know nothing in front of Draco.

But her emerald eyes were misted over, about to burst into tears, but she held them back with all her strength. She couldn't help but turn her head and quickly wipe away the little pearls that fell.

Each thought they had hidden the other, but their clumsy cover-up was clearly visible to the adults. The adults pretended not to see, their pity growing even stronger.

Lucius and Narcissa had received some cleansing from a higher plane, and were no longer the advocates of the outdated idea of pure-blood supremacy. All the dark and decadent illnesses had been cleansed by the magical elements, and now they were more rational and sober in their hearts.

At first, they were skeptical of this savior who was the same age as their son and thought he was profitable, but people are kind-hearted. During the time they spent together, they really treated him as their own child and loved him. Seeing the two little guys being sad but still thinking about each other, their hearts were extremely soft.

Snape's dark eyes grew hollow as he recalled how he had begged Voldemort and Dumbledore, yet still failed to save Lily's life. He looked at his two godsons with a complex expression. But Harry was still alive... and Xiaolong was here... surely... could I find freedom? ...

Sirius was no longer as nervous and crazy as he was at the beginning. He just sat there silently, without saying a word, like the ashes after a fire, even the residual heat was almost gone...

Dumbledore sighed deeply as he watched them like this. He suddenly felt that he was indeed old. He seemed to always do the wrong things that hurt others. Even now, all he could think about was how to use Draco's magic...

Thinking of this, his expression suddenly showed some hidden pain, and only when he stopped thinking about it did it relax. This kind of protection was too overbearing. As he thought about how to use Draco, he felt his soul being gradually tightened, and the pain spreading from his soul...

"Ahem, actually, this is what happened." Dumbledore had been silent long enough to avoid unnecessary suspicion. He spoke slowly, diverting his attention at the same time.

"Harry, when Sirius was your godfather, he was the undisputed secret-keeper of your parents' home. They created the Fidelius Charm, an extremely complex spell that uses magic to forever hide a person's secret within the soul of a living person. The secret is hidden in the heart of the chosen person - the secret-keeper, so it will never be discovered - unless, of course, the secret-keeper reveals it. As long as the secret-keeper does not reveal it, even if a thief presses his nose to the window of their living room, he will not be able to see them. They told me about this, and I think Mr. Malfoy should know it too."

Lucius nodded at Harry. In fact, all the Death Eaters had guessed and heard about this matter, but Voldemort did not think so. Now thinking about it, Voldemort's attitude was very strange. He seemed to be very sure that Sirius was not the Secret Keeper.

"But no one knows that just before the war, they secretly replaced the Secret-Keeper. Sirius was fighting on the front line and was afraid of being captured, so he used the Imperius Curse, allowing Voldemort to know the address of the Potter family. After discussing with James and Lily, they replaced the Secret-Keeper with their other good friend Peter Pettigrew." Dumbledore's expression became serious.

"I have to say it was a foolish decision. Peter Pettigrew had already been subdued by the Dark Lord. Voldemort forced him to be his spy at Hogwarts. Pettigrew knew Sirius would point out that he had betrayed the Potters because Sirius was the only one who knew Peter was the Potter Secret-Keeper. So Peter devised a plan. When Sirius trapped him on a crowded street corner, Peter created an explosion with his wand, severed one of his right fingers, and disappeared. Sirius was arrested for betraying the Potters and killing Peter Pettigrew and Muggle bystanders."

After he finished speaking, he sighed deeply. Perhaps it was the best choice for him to be the one to keep the secret.

"It's all my fault. I trusted others too easily. If, if I hadn't asked for a change of secret-keeper, James and Lily wouldn't have..." Sirius's back hunched deeply. Now the only thought that kept him going was to catch Peter Pettigrew, so that he could go down to meet James and Lily with a smile...

"Yes, it's all your fault!" Unexpectedly, the person who said this was not Harry, Snape, or Draco, but Narcissa, who was always silent, gentle, and took care of everyone.