"But those are all yesterday's flowers, since Sirius's father was forced to die by a mysterious man, Sirius's brother disappeared under the name of a traitor, and Sirius was imprisoned in Azkaban for betrayal, causing Sirius's mother, the patriarch of the Black family at the time, to go crazy, and the Black family began to fall.

It was only because there were still people alive in the older generation that they could barely support the family, but when Sirius's mother, Ms. Walburga, finally couldn't survive and died in 1985, the old people who had lost hope began to die one after another, until last summer, when the old people who guarded the Black family finally died, and the family was completely finished.

Because no one believed that Sirius' younger brother, Mr. Regulus, was still alive, and no one believed that Sirius would be able to clear his name and leave Azkaban, people of the power were eyeing the Black family's fortune.

However, before Ms. Walburga died, she handed over the Black family to Draco's mother, and Mrs. Malfoy was a woman after all, so she naturally let her husband meddle in the family affairs, so Mr. Malfoy had long regarded the Black family property as a meal on the plate, which allowed others to interfere.

Now that Sirius has escaped from prison, Fudge has put Mr. Malfoy under house arrest in the name of investigation, just to help some people clear the obstacles, so in order to get out of the predicament and reduce the loss, he will naturally do his best to collect a clue and make it public, and he will not hide anything from me. ”

Hermione listened to this in amazement, and after thinking seriously for a long time, she asked again: "You have to clear Sirius's name now, doesn't that mean that he will inherit the Black family, and doesn't that mean that you and Mr. Malfoy no longer have common interests?"

"Apparently you don't know enough about Sirius as a person." Catherine shook her head slowly, "If he really cared about the Black family, he wouldn't have run away from home in the first place, and even killed his father and his younger brother because of it." In the end, he indirectly drove his mother crazy. ”

"So even if Sirius inherits the Black family, it is only in name, and the ancestors of the Black family will never allow him to lose the family property, so he will not be able to recover the right to dispose of the property at all, but Mr. Malfoy will have an additional shield because of this."

"I'm really speechless about the grievances and entanglements within these big families." Hermione was silent for a long time before she said, "I really don't understand why they're making things so complicated. ”

"It's all about profit and face—it's all about profit and power, but for those in high society, whether it's Muggle or wizarding. You must pay attention to face and identity in everything you do, otherwise if you directly rely on your strength to fight to the death, then this world will already be full of blood. ”

"So in order to avoid this tragic situation, all those who intend to join this game of interests must abide by these hypocritical and boring rules, and anyone who intends to break the rules will eventually be eliminated, just like the mysterious man." Catherine looked out the window and sarcastically sarcastic.

"It's horrible!" Hermione thumped her arms hard. "Harry said yesterday that Sirius was a cruel bastard, and I now think that the real cold-blooded killers are actually people like you and Mr. Malfoy, who seem sanctimonious. In fact, secretly they are all ruthless predators. ”

"Thanks for the compliment!" Catherine smirked, "Since I was reborn after bathing in my mother's blood, it is to ensure the reproduction of the family and the safety of the offspring. How could I fear to stain my path with the blood of the enemy! ”

Hermione looked at Catherine stupidly, and then said helplessly, "You said that Harry doesn't have the strength to participate in it now, but that's actually a consolation." Because no matter how high his strength is, as long as he doesn't have the spirit of sacrifice and dedication, he still can't really set foot in the world you live in, let alone help you. ”

"No!" Catherine retorted with a smile, "It's not sacrifice, it's not dedication, it's protection. ”

"Because we recognize our own strength and wisdom, and are convinced that only we can guarantee the future of our people, if there is no heir who can reassure us, we will find a way to rely on the throne of supreme power until the moment when we are powerless to return to heaven."

Hermione was speechless for a long time, so she had to change the subject to talk about her pet Crookshan, about how he bullied Ron's pet rat for some reason this year, and then the two talked about the eagle-headed winged beast Buckbeak who had scratched Draco, and it was said that Hagrid heard that someone on the Slytherin side was encouraging Malfoy's family, and then the conversation turned to this year's Transfiguration class, and the Animagus that Professor McGonagall began to teach clearly attracted the interest of most of the students.

Eventually, Hermione began to tell the story of her chaotic situation in the past few days, lamenting that she had almost bumped into her own thrilling situation several times, the depression of always having to eat the next meal after six or seven hours every day, and the lack of sleep quality, all of which made her anxious.

Catherine, combining the experience of her Slytherin predecessors, arranged a reasonable schedule for her to divide the day into two or even three days, told her how to find food in the kitchen, or asked Dobby to bring her food, and set her up to go to Catherine's dormitory or find a secret room as a place to rest.

After trying it out, Hermione finally got out of the mess and returned to her normal rhythm without being discovered by the other students.

Early Thursday morning, Catherine had just finished breakfast when she heard a knock on the door, and Draco entered.

"Catherine! My father came to see me last night and brought something with him. Draco whispered over to the red-haired girl's bed, took a copy of the Daily Prophet from his pocket and handed it to her.

As soon as Catherine saw the photo of the Weasleys on the front page, and the eye-catching headline "The Ministry of Magic Staff Wins the Prize", she immediately glanced at the date, and sure enough, it was the newspaper before Blake's escape.

"Does he have anything to do with this newspaper?" Catherine asked, puzzled.

"My father, upon closer investigation, discovered that before he escaped from prison, Fudge had gone to Azkaban to make rounds, carrying the Daily Prophet of the day, which is the one you have in your hand. Before Fudge passed by his cell, he asked the newspaper to leave, saying that it was to fill in the crossword puzzle on it. Draco flipped the newspaper to the crossword puzzle page.

Catherine glanced at it and saw that the blanks on it had been filled in with the answers, but there was nothing out of the ordinary.

"Anything else?" Catherine asked, frowning at the newspaper.

"Yes!" Draco immediately said sternly, "The guards of Azkaban told my father that there were a lot of guards because he was a criminal, and the Dementors were always guarding his door, but he was the only one in Azkaban's right mind, and when Fudge went to inspect, he was even able to talk to Fudge very methodically. ”

Catherine looked at Draco in disbelief, as if he had said the weirdest thing in the world.

"Don't look at me like that!" Draco waved his hand helplessly, "When I first heard it, I even exclaimed, but my father was so sure it was true, and he even provided his memories of the time. ”

Draco pulls out a glass tube, and Catherine brings over the meditation basin that Dobby hasn't sent back to the dormitory, and the thought fibers poured into it are indeed consistent with Draco's statement.

"Is it true?" Catherine muttered quietly, leaning back on the head of the bed and closing her eyes in thought, while Draco stood quietly and undisturbed.

"Help me tell your father." After remembering the old days, Catherine spoke again, "Please help me check if there is anything wrong with this newspaper." As for this memory, I would like to leave it for the time being and study it more carefully. ”

"Okay! My father has already said that it doesn't matter when you are still there. As for the newspaper, he is already checking it, and if there is any news, he will inform me as soon as possible. Draco said and stood up, "Don't think about it now, taking care of your body is the first priority!" I'll go first. ”

"Hmm!" Catherine grinned a grin, watching Draco leave.

Then Catherine carefully examined Lucius's memories again, and then put away the fibers of his thoughts, and began to study the news in the newspaper carefully, and finally she folded the paper, leaving only the picture of the Weasleys smiling happily on the front cover, and the text underneath it—

Arthur, Director of the Department for the Prohibition of the Misuse of Muggle Objects at the Ministry of Magic. Weasley received the Galleon Award, the Daily Prophet's annual award.

An elated Mr. Weasley told a reporter from the Daily Prophet: "We will spend this money on summer trips to Egypt, where our eldest son, Bill, is doing spell-breaking work for the Gringotts Magic Bank." ”

The Weasleys will spend a month in Egypt and will return before Hogwarts school opens, where five of their children currently attend.

After placing the folded newspaper and the glass test tube containing the thought fiber on the bedside table, Catherine asked Dobby to fetch the Potters' photo album and looked at Jaime on their wedding day. The handsome man next to Potter who was standing arm in arm with him took out Blake's wanted photograph and shrunk it to the side, contrasting it with the downcast prisoner with a sunken face and long hair tangled up to his elbows.

"Whether you are a real traitor or a scapegoat who has been wronged, I will figure it out, the truth that has been covered up for twelve years, it's time to reveal."

Madam Pomfrey hadn't allowed Draco to see anyone at noon since she had noticed that Draco had gone to look for Catherine early in the morning, but Pansy didn't arrive until the lights were almost out, and the dark-haired girl panted to greet the patient, and then recounted what had happened in the Gryffindor DA class that afternoon. (To be continued......)