Aberforth has never been a fan of places that are too bright.

So whether it was in the pig's head bar before, or in the house in this refuge community now, there are only one or two lights left in the house.

Coupled with the thick curtains blocking the light, even in the daytime, his house was still very dark.

It was early afternoon, and Aberforth was counting his supplies in the pantry next to the kitchen - since the most basic food and water were regularly and secretly delivered by the Blois, normal consumption was nothing to worry about for the time being. It's just that since he has reopened the bar here, providing a place for everyone to spend time and gather for discussions, then the wine always has to be prepared, right?

It's a pity that the stock he brought out from the cellar of the pig's head bar at that time is not much left.

“…… Flame whiskey gone? Hmph, that damn bald dog came to me again and stole a drink...... When he comes back, he has to beat him out! ”

Seeing that the old man stretched out his hand and pushed the wine barrel, he heard the sound of the liquid swaying almost out of it, and he immediately cursed angrily, and then frowned and picked up the empty wine barrel and put it on the other side.

And it was at this moment that a knock suddenly sounded from the direction of the back door, and the familiar rhythm made Aberforth raise an eyebrow slightly.

"So early today?"

Unconsciously, Aberforth has gradually become accustomed to Charlotte's presence - although this little girl does not look like his deceased sister Ariana in his early years, and her personality is very different. But I have to say that in some small places, there are some similarities between the two with carefulness and patience.

Maybe...... This is the biggest reason why Aberforth, who doesn't like to get too close to others, can gradually accept Charlotte to help by his side!

However, it is worth mentioning that Charlotte is becoming more and more similar to the introverted and silent Ariana who used to be!

"Come in!" Aberforth heard a knock at the door, and immediately replied aloud without looking back, "Is it necessary for those who come every day to knock on the door every time as if they were coming for the first time?" ”

Charlotte, however, gave no answer. She came in silently through the back door of the next kitchen, and without saying a word, put on her apron, put on her sleeves, wrung a rag, and went to the bar in the living room to wipe the table.

Aberforth paused for a moment, stood still and listened for a few seconds, but finally could only shake his head slightly.

After counting all the remaining liquor in the pantry, he went back to the living room outside. Seeing that Charlotte was still scrubbing the table and washing the wine glasses, he paused slightly, and then said:

"When you're ready, take a break, there will definitely be a lot of people coming tonight, and it's estimated that it will be late...... I'll go upstairs to catch up on some sleep, don't call me if it's okay. ”

With that, he turned and walked out of the bar, heading straight for the side staircase. But before he could step on the first step, he heard a soft "click" from the front door.

Because the front door hadn't opened yet, someone probably came and pushed the door down, and it was like this kind of noise - in short, it seemed that some "guest" had also arrived early.

"I'll go."

Charlotte said softly, then put down the rag in her hand and walked to the door. And now, the guy outside is knocking on the door.

"Tuk-tuk-"

"Click."

When Charlotte opened the door to take a look, she found Sirius standing outside. He also smiled at Charlotte when he saw her.

"Oh, you're there too? Good afternoon...... I thought I would have to come in through the back door again today, and Aberforth takes a nap in the afternoon almost every day. ”

As he said this, he walked in quite naturally. Soon, however, he saw Aberforth standing at the front of the stairs, looking at him with an unhappy expression.

"I'm not welcome a drunken thief here! Get out of here, don't let me throw you out with my own hands! ”

"Hey, Aberforth, I'm just just going to have a drink today."

Sirius had only just returned from Beauxbatons, and if it had been someone else, he would have wanted to ask him about Madame Maxim's letter. And this is undoubtedly what he is having a headache with.

Luckily, Aberforth wasn't curious about those things, and he didn't have to worry too much about them for the time being. And it is clear that Aberforth is much more tolerant today than it was in the past.

"There is no distinction between today and yesterday when you are a thief!"

Although he said this, Aberforth didn't really want to drive him away. Seeing Sirius walking towards the bar, he simply didn't rush upstairs, but turned around and walked back to the storeroom.

"The same old way!"

Sirius added, but Aberforth ignored it.

It wasn't long before he went to the back of the bar with a bottle in his hand, grabbed a random glass, and slammed it down in front of Sirius.

"The flame whiskey has been drunk by some bald dog who is used to being a thief, and now there is only ordinary monk whiskey." Aberforth said impatiently, "I want to drink and pour myself." ”

"Of course, of course, when did you not fall by yourself here?"

Not caring about the "bald dog" or anything like that, Sirius pulled out his wand and smacked it on the rim of the glass. With a few soft sounds, several ice cubes jumped and fell into the cup.

After pouring himself half a cup, Sirius craned his neck and drank it all, followed by a slow breath of turbidity.

Aberforth, who was accustomed to observing his guests, had long since seen that he had trouble in his heart, but he ...... Nowadays, who doesn't have a heap of troubles! This is not surprising at all.

Otherwise, why would the wine in his pantry run out so quickly?

"By the way, Aberforth, I'd like to ask you a little question." Sirius poured some more amber liquor, took a sip, and then, as if he had thought of something, he didn't look up and said, "When Albus leaves...... What is the feeling in your heart? ”

"Are you sure you want to listen?"

When Aberforth heard this, he couldn't help frowning and glancing at him, and seeing that he didn't say anything more, he pouted and said:

"It's easy—what a quick death!"

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Sirius choked.

Although he knew more or less that there seemed to be some contradiction between the Dumbledore brothers, he was still a little speechless when he heard Aberforth's answer.

Regardless of whether this is serious or not, at least...... To be able to describe the death of his own brother in this way is probably not something that ordinary people can do.

"Forget it," Sirius said, waving his hand and shaking his head, "you forget it, you can't use it as a reference." ”

After saying that, he immediately took another big sip of wine, and swallowed it all in his stomach mixed with the helplessness in his heart.