Don't you think this kind of Muggle ride is a great place to talk?" Alan glanced out the window, his eyes widened as far as the eye could see, and there was a quiet power in his words, "Sirius, I've recently seen some images related to Harry through my left eye's prophetic divination powers... But combined with Harry's current special state, I feel compelled to talk to you... Whether it's the time you helped me at Hogwarts, or Harry's friendship with me, I think there's something I need to tell you..."

Hearing Alan suddenly talk about Harry, thinking of the previous meeting held by Dumbledore at the Order of the Phoenix, Sirius's vigilance must have suddenly risen to vigilance, whether it was because of the position of the members of the Order of the Phoenix, or Harry's godfathership, Sirius was reluctant to talk to Alendor about Harry.

Sirius's sharp gaze then looked directly at Allen, and he said to Allen in a somewhat stiff tone, "Allen, no matter what you say, I can't tell you the time of Harry's transfer...... I'd be glad if you just wanted me to join you in your crusade against Voldemort, but there's nothing to talk about, and I'm never going to risk Harry......"

Luna waved her finger like a magic wand, and the whole car was filled with magic: "You can say his name as you like." ”

"Sorry, I didn't pay attention..."Sirius felt a little embarrassed by his mistake.

"Sirius, you should make a habit of calling Tom by other names... Well, Voldemort's behavior of casting spells under his name is quite troublesome, and I will find a way to solve it when the time comes..."Alan nodded at Luna's clever anti-detection enchantment, and then took advantage of Luna's defenselessness to snatch the Coke in her hand, lifted the Coke bottle and took a big sip.

Alan put down the Coke and raised her eyebrows, glancing at Luna's protruding silver-gray eyes - but Luna showed no nervousness, she leaned up and reached for the cup of Chaffer in Helena's hand.

Helena, who was looking out the window, was startled by her mother's sudden movements, and suddenly felt that her hand was empty, she looked down and saw that the dessert in her hand had been taken by her mother, she looked up at her mother in a bit of a daze, and then she turned her head to ask her father for help, and Allen, who was grasped by Luna's pulse, had to quickly return the drink in her hand to Luna.

And Sirius, who was waiting for Eren to say the next continuation, saw that Eren actually started to tease the little girl and was impatient, but after Luna stuffed the dessert back into Helena's hands, he realized that Helena, who was a ghost, couldn't help but have a physical body, and was still eating...

Thinking that the other party had mastered the resurrection ability, Sirius's eyes widened, and he exhaled briefly and spasmodically, stunned by two eyes - Alan noticed his situation and quickly explained: "Uh... Sorry Sirius... Don't get me wrong, we've just given Helena some Peeves-like skills, and we can't really bring anyone back to life. ”

Sirius let out a long sigh of relief and nodded in disappointment, which reminded him of Helena's mother, Lady Rowena Ravenclaw, who had only appeared at Hogwarts not long ago, and it was very normal for Lady Ravenclaw to materialize her ghostly daughter, whether it was done by herself or by Alan to please her.

Sirius looked at Allen, and said that he was even the founder of Hogworth and the founder's daughter, and from the fact that Ms. Gray asked Alan for help as soon as she was snatched away by the mad girl, it could be seen that their relationship was still very close, which made Sirius admire very much - Allen's charming spirit attribute is really amazing.

"Don't worry about Luna and Helena, you can trust them as much as you trust me. Alan said as Sirius stared at him a little awkwardly, and he coughed and said with a serious face, "Alright, let's move on... Sirius, about using Harry to lure out the mystery man... I don't know what you guessed, but in fact, one of my purposes for doing this is also to protect Harry, but the protection methods and methods we choose are different......" Seeing Sirius furrowing his brows and opening his mouth to refute, Alan quickly raised his palm to stop it, and continued, "I invite you to come over today, we won't comment on the question of who is right and who is wrong, I am talking to you now about something else, so you know about Harry's situation, right?"

"Harry's situation? yes, the mysterious man knew about the prophecy and labeled Harry his worst enemy, and of course I know his situation... Wrong.. What are you—" Sirius couldn't hold his breath and asked in a thick voice, "Alan, what else do you want to say about Harry?"

Alan's tone was very surprised, and his expression became surprised and ugly: "Well, that's all you know? Dumbledore didn't even explain it to you?"

"Alan, tell me straight, what do you know that I don't know, what's wrong with Harry?" Sirius asked, narrowing his eyes, somewhat suspicious that the other party was trying to sow discord between him and Dumbledore.

"Sirius, is Harry still having a headache lately, has he had any more nightmarish visions?" Allen's gaze focused on the depths of Sirius's pupils, "these headaches and nightmares have bothered Harry a lot. ”

Harry hadn't mentioned the symptoms lately. Sirius pondered his words carefully, not wanting to reveal unnecessary information.

"That's good news... I remember that during the summer after my fourth year, Dumbledore wrote to you... So you people in the Order of the Phoenix should know at least that, Harry can see the mystery man feel what is happening to the mystery man when he is in a mood swing, and feel his emotions. Allen's fingers tapped lightly on the iron armrest in the box, making a crisp sound, "But have you ever thought about Sirius, whether it's you or Lupin... Or Snape, who you don't like, taught Harry a lot of tricks... But no matter how hard Harry tried, he couldn't get him to learn Occlumency... It's a strange thing in itself, and I don't know if you've noticed, but Harry's talent for Defence Against the Dark Arts and the Dark Arts isn't bad..."

Sirius sat up straight unconsciously, he knew all these things, but he never thought carefully about the reasons behind it, he couldn't help but feel a little ashamed, but after hearing the dark magic, he raised his eyebrows and said: "I don't think it's a bad sign that the dark magic talent is good, didn't you yourself support the wizards to learn the dark arts to drive Dumbledore away..."

"You're mistaken, I'm not saying right or wrong when I support wizards learning any kind of magic... I want to ask you, have you considered the reasons for this? Mr. James Potter, though he is good at some evil spells, has an attitude towards the dark arts... Otherwise, Lady Evans, who hates dark magic, wouldn't have chosen your friend..."Alan let his voice reach Sirius's ears, "Harry can also speak in Parseltongue... Of course, just like the Prophet and the Disguised Magus, although the descendants of families with this ability are very likely to appear in the general family, it is not completely impossible to appear in wizards who do not have such blood ties......but the most well-known speaker of this language is Mr. Salazar Slytherin... Among his descendants, the family that is most likely to inspire it is the Gaunt family, the matrilineal family of the mysterious people, and Tom Marvolo Riddle himself is the most well-known wizard who can use this language in recent times..."Alan raised his voice a little, "Sirius, have you considered the meaning behind this?

"Alan, what the hell are you trying to say, and what does this have to do with the mystery man?" Sirius looked at Eren suspiciously, he raised his guard and urged a little impetuously, "Tell me bluntly, what exactly do you want to tell me?"

"I don't know if you heard Harry or Ron tell you, but Professor Sybil Trelawney, the divination teacher at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, once made a prophecy for Harry in her divination class... Don't be in a hurry to object, Sirius, I believe in the power of prophecy, although when I first entered the school, I was just as resistant to this kind of logic and rules as you and Professor McGonagall..."Alan shook his head wryly as he recalled his prejudice against some magic as a child, "but I know it now, and after I learned it..."

"Alan, I know you're not one of those half-prophets, not the prophets who rely on a little predictive ability to divinate newborns and charge a fortune of gold galleons for unreliable advice... I know your eyes represent your true prophethood, but you haven't made any prophecies that have been recorded by the Ministry of Magic in the Prophecy Orb, have you?" Sirius interrupted Eren with a shake of his head, "I've noticed that you've been more inclined to take advantage of these things lately... I don't think we should put too much faith in this unpredictable thing... What hasn't happened yet can be changed. (Sorry author's note: not private, orthodox official, the prophet appears in the original book is not a magical beast, and the setting for the name prophet comes from Pottermore-Rowling's writing: named the prophet.) ）

"You're right to master your abilities rather than let you be mastered by your own abilities..."Alan nodded, "but as long as you don't blindly believe in prophecies that may change, as long as you are clever enough, as long as you can sort out the meaning of those pictures, it can clear the clouds and let you master a certain future... Sirius, it is not advisable to trust it completely or reject it completely. ”

"Okay, I'll reserve my opinion for now, Alan, you just wanted to say that the one who lied to you on your TV station... Which was Professor Trelawney's prophecy about Harry?" Sirius, though not arguing, could see that his attitude towards Sybil was not as positive as most witches.

Alan sighed and changed to the point, "Sybil made a public prophecy about Harry's birthday, and she asserted that Harry was born in winter..."

"Look, that's why I said she's an old liar, and Harry's birthday is in July, you know that!" Sirius cocked his legs in disdain, snapping into the fact that something was wrong - there was no way Alan, who was always shrewd, could have asked such a stupid question, his brow furrowed, his dark grey eyes rolling uneasily.

Alan raised his eyes, and his gaze seemed to pass through Sirius, looking into the unknown distance: "So, do you know whose birthday is in winter?"

(End of chapter)