"You've got a good idea to go see her first, and even if she will forgive you, I won't, and her favorite has always been me. The tall old man said in a vicious voice.

These words made everyone here can't help but think about it.

Who is "she" in this mouth?

Was Dumbledore's former lover? What does that have to do with this old man?

As we all know, Albus Dumbledore did not have a wife or children in his life, and devoted his life to maintaining peace in the wizarding world.

Now someone suddenly barged in and made a big fuss at Dumbledore's memorial service, and it seemed that he was still his "rival in love"?

The news was announced at this funeral.

It may become the hottest gossip news of tomorrow, making the new headlines of the Daily Prophet.

"What do you want to do?" Professor McGonagall asked, rising from her seat, looking at him with eagle-like eyes, raising her wand and aiming it at the man, she wouldn't allow anyone to slander Dumbledore.

Especially at his memorial service.

The others looked at him with some hostility.

Some of the people in the audience also began to talk about it, and there were also people who knew this old man, many of whom had been to the pig's head pub, but they didn't know that the owner of the bar actually had a grudge against Dumbledore.

He ignored it, ignored it, and then took a few steps closer and kicked the coffin with swiftness.

Finally, with a wave of his hand, he dropped a package made of coarse cloth and smashed it on it, making a crisp sound of metal clashing.

He then said in a gruff voice, "These are the money you have overpaid over the years, and I am not uncommon. ”

After speaking, the old man strode away from the auditorium again, and everyone did not stop him.

They just couldn't understand it, because with Dumbledore's prestige, no one would have such a grudge against him except for the forces of evil.

Perhaps it was because it was just clothing, and they didn't do anything tough about the old man.

If Dumbledore's body was really here, no matter how slow they were to react, it would be impossible for them to allow the intruders to make such an outrageous move.

It's just that no one noticed that the old man's tall figure had become extremely rickety when he walked to the end of the path as far as everyone could see, and the old man wiped the corners of his eyes.

"But what's the use of me doing this, and she might forgive you, too?" said the old man as he walked to the lake, looked at the deep, endless lake, and sighed.

His brother died, and no matter how much he hated him and hated him, Dumbledore was his last living relative after all.

Now Aberforth has lost even the sustenance of hatred.

"He's the owner of that pesky pig's head bar, the one who took us four silver sico for a glass of butterbeer. ”

After Aberforth had made a big fuss and left, Ron then turned his head and whispered to Harry beside him, still haunted by the old man's extra silver sico.

Harry nodded numbly, indicating that he was a little impressed with him.

After the episode, the funeral continued, and the short man continued to read his eulogy.

And at this time.

Far away from Hogwarts, Wiltshire, England – the underground warehouse of Malfoy Manor welcomes a long-lost visitor.

The word visitor seems to be an inappropriate word, for he is himself the owner of the manor.

There were a lot of discarded items in the warehouse, and a magic clock made of pure gold was hanging against the wall, and the faint gilt on the pendulum had somehow peeled off, leaving only a black color.

On the dial, the time is represented by elegantly engraved ancient Roman numerals.

The clock is still running, but the hands are very abnormal.

Every minute that the second hand of the clock swayed with difficulty with a very dry, tooth-souring creak.

Of course, it was disposed of as scrap.

There were also worn-out books rolled up and scattered on the dusty floor.

A burst of light flickered and shone on the pitch-black stone slab as the iron door opened and closed, and then there was a crisp sound of metal striking.

The light shone in, casting a narrow shadow.

The owner of the shadow is Draco Malfoy.

He returned to his long-lost home.

It was only at the first time that his parents were not found.

Instead, they came to a quiet underground warehouse that had been abandoned for an unknown amount of time.

Malfoy walked slowly to the corner, and a large standing cabinet was erected in front of him.

The two corners seem to be crawling with cobwebs.

On one side of the cabinet is a bronze floor-to-ceiling mirror.

Malfoy glanced at himself in glasses.

It had been a long time since he had paid attention to his appearance.

The young man in the mirror is still very handsome, his pale face is darker in the past, and the stubble is not too clean, but he also has a kind of perseverance and mature temperament.

As for the clothes on the body, it is the most common brown jacket and a pair of durable jeans.

He didn't know how many wizard robes he had changed out on the way, and they wore out very quickly during the adventure.

In the end, I chose a slightly sturdier costume, because it is also suitable for action, and dragging a long robe to adventure in the wilderness, no matter how you look at it, it is not a good choice.

It wasn't long ago that he had rushed back from afar.

Because he got a very urgent message.

The strength of the wanted is much smaller, and with his current magical attainments, he can easily rush back.

He needed to rush to Hogwarts, but entering through the main entrance was not a good choice.

He also thought about using the apparition of the house-elves, whose magic system was different and self-contained, so they could break through the limitations of wizards.

However, Malfoy still gave up on this decision, and the actions of the two men always caused some inconvenience.

Except for the person on the other side of the two-way mirror, no one knew that he had returned.

"After solving this matter, it's time to give them peace. Malfoy said to himself.

In addition to her parents, there is another girl who must be worried about her safety.

But now is not the time to feel sad.

Pressed for time, he slowly unfolded a roll of old, yellowed parchment and spread it flat on his left hand, then raised his wand to illuminate the room.

Malfoy began to observe with the help of a faint light, and he did not miss any of the maps made of black ink dots.

For example, he now saw that Rufus Scrimgeur, the current head of the Auror Office of the Ministry of Magic, was on his way.

and the former Minister of Magic, who has long been ousted, and the current wealthy idler Cornelius Fudge, has also become a small black dot on the map of living spots, slowly approaching the Great Hall of Hogwarts.

Then, his gaze lingered on the narrow corridor on the second floor of the castle, which was empty and devoid of black spots.

It is also where Hogwarts' Vanishing Cabinet is located.

It wasn't until he made sure that there was no one near the location of the Vanishing Locker and took a deep breath that Malfoy stepped into the locker.

A strong pressure from all directions seemed to squeeze him for a moment, and then the force disappeared in an instant, and the wonderful feeling of peeling and shuttling, like a phantasmagor, first felt his body become nothing, and then condensed and formed, and appeared at Hogwarts in an instant.

No apparitions can be used on the Hogwarts campus, a rule set by the four founders thousands of years ago.

Of course, the maintenance of the rules requires the support of strength, and it is the prohibition they have jointly set up to take effect.

At this time, on the second floor of Hogwarts Castle, there was a corridor near the girls' bathroom, and no one would pay attention to a broken cabinet.

Especially since it seems that there was some danger before, and if you throw something into it, it will disappear.

It's just that it's actually a pair of disappearing cabinets.

The one in the house had been repaired by Malfoy, and the two cabinets were connected.

It's just that even if you use the live spot map, you can carefully observe the surrounding situation.

There were still unexpected omissions.

As soon as he stepped out of the closet door, Malfoy turned around and immediately closed the Vanishing Cabinet, then stretched out his wand and cast a Confusion and Expulsion Charm on the Vanishing Cabinet.

"Confusing!"

Returning to the campus after a long absence, Malfoy's mood was slightly complicated, and some memories unconsciously surfaced in his mind.

It's just that now is not the time for hesitation, and there is no extra time for him to be sad.

It's just that just as he was taking care of everything and getting ready to go to his destination, the accident happened again.

Before he had taken a few steps, he saw a female ghost floating in the air not far from him, wearing a simple gray-black robe, with long straight but somewhat dry black hair draped over her shoulders, wearing a pair of thick glasses, and leaning against a half-naked mural of bathing girls on the dark wall.

The female ghost seemed to be startled, and then the pair of glazed eyes hidden under the glasses stared at him in a daze.

"It doesn't look like I've had a lot of luck. Malfoy said, shrugging his shoulders slightly in frustration.

Myrtle must have just floated out of the girls' bathroom, and the little black dot representing her name was not here just now.

"You're... You're the student who escaped last year, oh my God, I'm going to tell the professors quickly!" the weeping myrtle screamed as if she had reacted, her face full of horror.

Obviously dead, I don't know why she still has such a feeling of fear.

It's not going to die again, it's worse than that, is it?

Of course, maybe she was rightly afraid, and there are indeed things in the world that are more terrifying than death.

At this moment, falling into a state of madness, wanting to flee in a hurry, the myrtle who reported the news seemed to be frozen in an instant.

It's as if you've been cast a fixation spell and stuck in mid-air.

"Don't think that if you don't have a substance, I can't do anything about you, please be honest and quiet, this is a win-win decision for us. Malfoy waved his wand and responded, then warned the weeping myrtle.

Her spirit suddenly fell from mid-air, and seemed to be forced on a dusty suit of armor in the corridor, no mouth, unable to speak, but able to move, rusty armor creaking on the ground, walking on the ground, shaking off the dust.

In the magic school, a little bit of this kind of guard doesn't seem to be an unusual thing, maybe not too noticeable.

Even if he had been discovered, Malfoy would have been gone long ago.

As for why Malfoy took the risk to travel to Hogwarts with the help of the Vanishing Cabinet?

The purpose was a legacy left by Dumbledore.

That's a message from a two-way mirror.

After solving the weeping Myrtle's troubles, Malfoy quickened his pace, appearing one after another from long corridors and spiral staircases before his eyes, before disappearing.

Because his pace is fast, like a whirlwind.

These places were empty, and there was no one.

Same as on the live map.

Almost all of them had gathered in the Great Hall, still attending Dumbledore's funeral.

At this time, in the auditorium, people were staring at the coffin in front of them with solemn expressions.

Malfoy scurried down the hallway, his keen eyes on the map of the living spots, and he walked up the stairs until he stopped in front of the huge stone monster that was so ugly, and the black stone wall behind him blocked his way.

"Tears of the Phoenix," Malfoy whispered to the monster, and it suddenly came to life, leaping to the side, the wall behind it splitting in half, revealing a stone staircase.

He walked up the spiral ladder, and another door blocked his way.

"Dumbledore!" Malfoy said to a sphin-shaped brass knocker in front of the gleaming oak door, and the door was opened again.

I don't know when two spells have been placed here to strengthen the protection.

Not just downstairs, but also at the door.

Malfoy needed to come here and pick up something.

He slowly walked into the large circular room and began to search.

And inside the auditorium at this moment.

Dumbledore's memorial service continued.

Most of them looked solemn, especially the students and teachers, most of them stared at the coffin with reddish eyes, and some of them were sad.

Hermione's eyes were red now, and she was still in a trance, and she still couldn't believe the truth of all this.

The kind old man, with a smile on his face almost forever, left them forever.

Where is the other side of the curtain, no one knows.

A thin silk curtain so simply separates the two worlds of yin and yang, it is the only visible path to death in the world, and no living living person can return alive from that place.

Perhaps the symbol behind the curtain is not real death, no one knows, but for the living, there is no difference at all.

The living will never see the man who falls into the veil again, and how is it different from death?

There are countless black and white wizards who study souls, trying to summon the departed souls from the world behind the Veil of Communication, but to no avail.

Only the use of the Resurrection Stone, the Deathly Hallows that summons the souls of all humans who die normally, can barely break this limitation.

But who can have the Resurrection Stone?

It has long been ruined.

What's more, the resurrection stone is only an illusion, and after a short period of satisfying the longing to reunite with a loved one or lover, it will fall into an even more hopeless sense of emptiness.