[HP] Noble

Scorpius jumped off the big pit without hesitation after speaking—yes, he was not prepared to hear what Draco would answer him at all, so he did not intend to continue this topic.

Potter disappeared behind the curtain first, followed by Sirius, Hermione, Ron... Scorpius stepped aside, letting Draco, who could not see anyone, walk ahead of him, being the last one to go in , He thought for a while, took a step back, and slapped two yellow talismans full of runes on the arch, then retracted, and quickly followed the team in front.

"This is a magic bureau that can trigger bloodlines." After passing through the curtain, when everyone was standing in another dark room, Lupine broke the silence, "Thank God it doesn't have a particularly strong effect on werewolves, But I have to say that the subtle influence is not pleasant... Sirius?"

"I knew you noticed that, Moonface, and I actually thought I'd covered it up pretty well—better now, even though I thought at that moment I'd have to be a real hound from now on— After transforming back, I can feel that I still have dog teeth." Sirius said humorously, "I had to open my mouth slightly to avoid biting my tongue when going through the curtain, but it's much better now , Remus, they retracted."

"If I were you, I'd talk to Father sometime, lads." Lupine smiled slightly, turning to the Weasley boys. "It's incredible, the Weasleys and the lineage of magical beings."

"...we don't have that." Ron frowned, emphasizing solemnly and nervously, "The Weasley family has always been a family of bright wizards and has never wavered."

"Ah, I personally think that it is a paranoid and wrong understanding that the blood of magical creatures only belongs to dark wizards." Facing Ron's unreasonableness, Lupine was not angry but said calmly, "Maybe it's just because your ancestors had a The romantic meeting of different races will allow your family to have the blood of magical animals."

"If war with the dark wizards is inevitable, then it's not a bad thing to have a magical creature blood among us." Sirius chuckled and patted Ron roughly on the shoulder, as if he had done something worthy of praise. Like things.

"War with dark wizards? You will notice that not all light wizards are standing here now." Scorpius said lazily.

"Oh my God, little Scorpius, I thought we were in the same party!" said Fred with a look of mock panic.

"For the time being, when that person collapses, the light wizard and the dark wizard will return to the opposite side, and then continue to kill each other." Scorpius shrugged.

"Look, he's not stupid, man." Fred shrugged at George. "I think Ron's chances are slim, don't you?"

Ignoring his younger brother's angry growl, George also responded with a smile: "It's not a bad thing, and I'm not sure if I want a Slytherin sister-in-law."

"Hey, even if you say so, I won't break up with Daphne." Fred joked with a playful face, and at the same time he pulled out his wand, flicked it lightly, and flashed it casually.

"Not bad silent spell." Sirius commented.

"That's cheap praise, Sirius, the youngest here can do it." Fred said hesitantly, sweeping around with his wand, and with the light on the tip of his wand, everyone spotted them Came to a room full of rows of shelves.

There is only room for one person to walk through the middle of each shelf, and the shelves are full of large and small crystal balls, some of which look brand new, while others are covered with thick dust.Below each crystal ball are written the year and the name of the person.Each crystal ball shone dimly in the light of the ledge candlesticks beside the shelves.

It is worth mentioning that it was very cold in the house.

Under Harry's lead, everyone moved forward cautiously, watching the dark passage between the two rows of shelves while walking. Everyone subconsciously slowed down their movements, as if they were afraid that they would knock over a shelf.

"I've never seen so many memory balls," Hermione admired.

"What are you talking about?" Ron asked in disbelief.

"Memory crystal ball, I really don't know which of the two of us is from the Muggle world now, Ron." Hermione said contemptuously, "Those years are prophesied times, names... er, I think I saw the Greenglass family, Fred."

The red-haired Gryffindor leaned over with great interest, and stopped in front of a dusty crystal ball with Hermione.Hermione blew carefully, revealing the full name on the label: Elfrena Greengrass (1550-1620).

"That looks like a... um, Daphne and I's child's name?" Fred quipped, and Hermione rolled her eyes.

"It seems that the rumor that the Greenglass family is secretly working for the Ministry of Magic is true." Sirius smiled involuntarily, "You will find that there are many prophecies of the Greenglass family here, for example, there is one in front of me—Green The most famous prophecy of the Glasses was made in 1570 by Elfrena Greenglass about the Leprechaun Rebellion in 1612, I would say no one took it seriously at the time, until Christmas in December 1611, the relationship between wizards and goblins was still alive Unbelievably friendly, and then one morning in January 12, the first thing they did when they woke up was start a war with wizards."

Lupine looked surprised. "I always thought you didn't know much about History of Magic, Sirius."

"That's because the Ravenclaw girl who was the best in the history of magic in the class at the time was pretty, and the only way to get close to her was to borrow notes."

"It sucks."

"Relax, man, who doesn't have a childhood."

"Let's go to the right." Harry said softly, interrupting the adults' conversation.By the light of his wand, he looked at the top of the nearest shelf.A silver number flickered under a blue candle protruding from the shelf: 48.

"I remember we were looking for Ginny Weasley," Scorpius reminded.

"I'm not lying, I'm just saying that we also have another thing to confirm." Harry said firmly.

Scorpius smiled: "From a dream?"

Harry exhaled through his nostrils and repeated in a dry voice, "From a dream."

Scorpius said: "Draco is right, whether your messy prophetic dreams are real or not, at least one fact is certain-your Occlumency has indeed been learned by the dog. "

After Scorpius finished speaking, he felt a frivolous breeze in his ears.

"...Go away, don't make trouble." He said to the air expressionlessly.

"Well, since they're all here, it's not too bad to go and have a look?" Sirius smoothed things over awkwardly.

"No. 90 row seven!" Harry said angrily, "and Ginny is near that too!"

Everyone became quiet again, only the hard sound of their shoes hitting the cold ground when they stepped on the passage.Harry felt his heart beating faster and faster, as if a voice was constantly calling him... almost there... just one more turn -

"Harry?" Someone behind him called him hesitantly.

But obviously, Harry didn't want to answer, he was afraid that if he opened his mouth, his heart would jump out of his mouth.His whole body trembled slightly with excitement, his lips were dry, but he didn't want to drink water, "It's near here...we're almost there..." he repeated to himself.

Soon, they reached the row 97 that Harry wanted.However, there was nothing there, it was still dim candlelight, and there was no one there.There was only a dusty, echoing silence.

Harry felt his heart sink suddenly.

Immediately afterwards, boundless self-doubt and fear spread.

"Find a prophecy ball." He heard himself order hoarsely, "Find it quickly!"

"But Ginny—"

"She's fine!" Harry raised his voice. "I'm sure!"

No, you are not at all sure.Scorpius pursed his lower lip tightly, preventing himself from saying the words.He felt the hem of his robe gently brushing against his arm, but there was no one around him.But almost without hesitation, he followed a familiar smell all the way to the past.

Harry Potter stood between two rows of tall shelves, his mind completely empty.There was a mistake in the dream he believed in, and if it was true, Ginny should be standing at his feet, surrounded by Death Eaters, and they took a prophecy ball from shelf 97—

And everything is wrong.

Harry felt his cheeks burn, he didn't want to hear Malfoy's sneer, and he didn't want to face the astonished stares of the rest of the Order who believed in him—

Thankfully, however, Hermione saved him.

"I found it, Harry." The Gryffindor witch's calm voice seemed to come from far away, "I think this is what you want." She brushed her hair and waved her wand lightly. A crystal ball covered with only a thin layer of dust slowly floated down from the shelf and landed in her palm. She casually blew on the dust and handed it to Harry.

[SPTtoA.PWBD]

[Tom Marvolo Riddle and Harry James Potter]

Harry took the crystal ball and breathed a sigh of relief.

Nothing happened, everyone gathered around Gryffindor, watching the ball, watching Harry carefully brush off the dust that covered it.

Just then, a voice with annoying emphasis came from behind them.

"Very well, Potter. Now turn around and give me what you're holding."

With a tense heart, everyone pulled out their wands at the same time.

Scorpius turned around and gasped.

Lucius Malfoy stood before them, wearing Death Eater robes.And behind him stood countless Death Eaters wearing masks.

And this elegant Malfoy head, on the morning of the day before yesterday, reluctantly sat on a chair in the Order of the Phoenix and ate a piece of toast for breakfast, and gave a "kind condolence" to all the people at the table.

and so……

Scorpius' eyelids twitched.

Draco, come out and see your Oscar winner dad.