Wang Yong came to a green tapestry in the foyer. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The tapestry looked very old, and the color had faded, as if the fox had chewed it in several places.

Still, the embroidered gold thread still sparkled, and he clearly saw a family tree of branches, all the way back to the Middle Ages.

On the top of the tapestry are several large letters: The noble and oldest Black family is forever pure.

"This is our family's genealogy, and it may have been permanently pasted by Kreacher." Sirius walked over.

"You're not up there!" Wang Yong looked at the bottom line of the family tree and said.

"Ever on top." Sirius said, gesturing to a small, charred hole in the tapestry, like a burnt cigarette, "After I ran away from home, my dear old mother destroyed me—Kreacher loved to whisper the story. ”

"You ran away from home?"

"I was about sixteen years old," Sirius said, "and I had enough. ”

"Hmm." Wang Yong nodded thoughtfully.

"I went to Harry's dad's house, and his grandparents were nice." Sirius's somewhat decadent eyes flashed with a glint that seemed to be full of memories and yearning for that time.

Sirius couldn't seem to stop talking about that history.

"My family is a mad obsession with pure-bloods, believing them to be the most noble and great, so they are very much in favor of Voldemort's ideas, and my brother Regulus joined Voldemort's organization because of this, and finally tried to quit and was killed. The locket box I gave you last time may be his relic, and Kreacher has been arguing with me for a long time. ”

Wang Yong nodded.

"It's time to eat." Mrs. Weasley's voice said.

She held her wand high in front of her, and on the tip of it was a tray with many sandwiches and cakes.

Everyone else gathered around her, scrambling to get something to eat, but Wang Yong and Sirius didn't move. Sirius bent down to look at the tapestry more closely.

"I haven't looked at this thing in years. Is this Phineas Nigelus, my great-great-grandfather, see? is the most unpopular Headmaster in Hogwarts history.

There's Alaminta Melifren, my mother's cousin, who tried to force a Ministry of Magic decree to legalize the killing of Muggles, and my dear Aunt Elladora, who started the family tradition of cutting off the heads of house-elves when they were too old to hold a plate. Of course, whenever there is a decent person in the family, they declare that they will disown him. ”

He pointed to the other burnt spot of Bellatrix and Narcissa's names.

"Andomeda's sisters are all up there, because they're married to lovely, respectable pure-blood wizards, and only Andomeda is married to a Muggle-born, Ted Tonks, so—"

Sirius made a wand-shot gesture at the tapestry and laughed bitterly.

A two-strand gold thread connected Narcissa Black to Lucius Malfoy, and then a single vertical strand of gold connected from their name to Draco's name.

"You're related to the Malfoys?" Wang Yongyi pointed out.

"Well, the Leicerich couple you killed last time was inherited by Narcissa. There are not many people like us left. Molly and I are cousins by marriage, and Arthur is probably the great-grandson of my uncle and grandfather. But it is useless to look for them in this - if any of the families are a bunch of scum who have defiled their blood......"

Wang Yong didn't hear what Sirius was saying later, he had already gotten the news he wanted.

He ate a few sandwiches and cakes, and the Weasleys disposed of the rest of the utensils.

Specifically, these are mostly some enchanted items and some gadgets, which are of little use, but they also give Wang Yong some new ideas and ideas.

Some magical appliances with strange functions were hidden by Fred and George as some references for them to develop the Joke Shop product.

Blood-sucking multi-legged silver tweezers, lethargic music boxes......

These things have a wonderful effect, but for Wang Yong at this time, they are just some interesting gadgets.

He pinned his hopes on more powerful magical items.

He realized that he was approaching the top of the wizarding power of the wizarding world, and that it meant relatively little to him.

However, something like the Time Turner, Space Expansion, and the Mystic Division of the Ministry of Magic might be able to help him now.

A faint feeling of loss suddenly welled up in his heart.

When he used Xiaoqing to create such a massacre of more than 100 million people in Indonesia, somewhere in his heart must have changed.

For many situations, I can do it with "strength", and I naturally lack the patience to experience it slowly.

He slowly admonished himself - patience, patience.

The order of the world is based on balanced forces, and once you exert all your strength, then all you can choose is to destroy or conquer, which is not what Wang Yong wants to see.

In the evening, more and more wizards came to 12 Grimmauld Place, and under Sirius's introduction, Wang Yong also met many people.

Tonks, Kingsley, this is the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic, Dorjee, Dumbledore's loyal henchmen, and Wang Yong's more familiar - McGonagall, Snape, Moody, Lupin.

Overall, the attitude towards him was very good.

Moody, in particular, was deeply hearted by Wang Yong's killing of Voldemort during his resurrection ceremony.

Towards the beginning of the meeting, Dumbledore arrived, smiling kindly at Wang Yong.

They arrive at the meeting room of the Order of the Phoenix, which is actually the dining room of Black's old house.

It was almost as dimly lit as the foyer above, a deep cavernous room surrounded by rough stone walls. Most of the light came from a large fireplace at the end of the room.

The smoke from the pipe filled the air, like the smoke of gunpowder on the battlefield, and the heavy iron pot and iron basin hanging from the black ceiling looked hideous and terrifying in the smoke.

The room was filled with chairs, and in the middle was a long wooden table with neatly arranged parchment rolls.

The people of the Order of the Phoenix are done according to their ranks.

Dumbledore sat in the lead, and unexpectedly, he pulled Wang Yong to his left, and on his right was McGonagall.

This position surprised the members of the Order of the Phoenix, but they also nodded secretly in their hearts, which was also reasonable.

Being able to kill so many Death Eaters in front of Voldemort, it was only natural to sit in that seat at the Order of the Phoenix.