In the evening, Arthur Weasley, who was holding a briefcase, pushed open the half-waist door, walked into the kitchen and greeted his family with a smile:

"Good evening, kids."

"Good evening, Daddy."

"Good evening, Arthur." Mrs. Weasley walked over and smiled as she poured the pan-fried black pepper steak onto Mr. Weasley's plate.

Mr. Weasley kissed Mrs. Weasley on the side of the cheek, then pulled back the chair and took a seat in the main seat.

He wore a dusty, old green robe, and was skinny, with a somewhat bald head, but hair as red as his children.

Mr. Weasley looked at the boy who Mrs. Weasley had placed on his right, and said with a smile:

"Oh, you're Ash? Dumbledore mentioned you in the letter he wrote to me. ”

Ash put down his knife and fork, wiped his mouth with a napkin, and said politely:

"Yes, sir, I'm Ash Black."

"Polite child."

Mr. Weasley pressed his hands and said with a smile:

"But don't be so polite, just treat it like you?"

"Arthur."

Mrs. Weasley whispered:

"Ash gave Ron a new wand."

"Oh!" Mr. Weasley looked at his youngest son with some surprise, and Ron cooperated with the display of his wand, looking extremely excited. He clutched the wand tightly even while eating, fearing it was just a dream.

"It's too expensive......"

Mr. Weasley frowned, but when he met his wife's gaze, he quickly smiled again and said:

"Thank you for the gift, Ash, Ron always wanted a new wand."

He paused and added:

"However, I was also planning to take Ron to Ollivanders in two days."

"That's what you always say." Ron muttered something under his feet, and the sound of a rustling sound came from his feet, which made him look down and see a fat gray mouse.

"Hey, Spotted, you're here." Ron said, placing a piece of bread on the ground, and the rat crawled over to nibble on it.

Ash cut off a piece of steak, paused, as if he suddenly remembered something, and asked curiously:

"Mr. Weasley, have you heard of Dick?"

"Diko?" Mr. Weasley pondered for a moment, and then suddenly realized:

"Oh, do you mean your great-grandfather's house-elves? Yes, great-great-grandmother and we mentioned it. ”

He pondered his tone for a moment, and then said:

"After your great-grandfather, well, left, great-great-grandmother wanted to help take care of it. But Dick didn't know why it suddenly disappeared from Hogwarts, no one could find it, and his great-great-grandmother never heard about it. ”

"Gone?"

Ash was a little surprised, but felt that it made sense.

A hundred years ago, Dick was in charge of helping Ash take care of the magical animals he had saved. And when Dick learns that he is 'dead', it certainly doesn't want Ash's 'legacy' to be appropriated by anyone else, even Professor Weasley.

And since Dick chose to leave Hogwarts, he must have a clear destination, because it needs to house those magical beasts. The place had to be big enough, as there were a little bit of magical beasts that were rescued by Ash. At the same time, it should be hidden enough that no one can find out.

And where these two conditions are met at the same time, it is neither too much nor too little, but Ash can vaguely guess the answer.

The only question is, is Dick still alive?

Theoretically, wizards generally live longer than ordinary people, the average life expectancy of ordinary people is only seventy years old, and there are not a few wizards who can live to be a hundred years old, Dumbledore is one of them. It's just that every once in a while, a big war breaks out in the wizarding world that affects the whole world, and every time a large number of wizards die in the big war, it invisibly lowers the average lifespan of wizards.

Of course, although wizards will live longer than ordinary people, they will also have a limited length. More than 100 years is already the limit, and few people can live to more than 600 years like Nick Lemay, so the study of lifespan has always been one of Ash's key experimental projects.

Compared to wizards, magical creatures have a significantly longer lifespan. The average lifespan of a house-elf is more than two hundred years, and the elves are even longer.

The problem is that Ash had been alive for a long time when he met Dick.

More than a hundred years later, Dick may no longer be alive, just like Professor Weasley and Professor Figo......

Mr. Weasley, seeing that Ash was feeling a little down, patted him on the shoulder and comforted:

"Don't be sad, it might leave some clues at Hogwarts that you can try to find when you get in."

"Thank you, Mr. Weasley."

Ash politely expressed his gratitude, thought for a moment and then said:

"If I could, could I go to Diagon Alley tomorrow? I want to go to Gringotts to get some money. ”

"Gringotts?"

Fred and George on the other side stared at Ash intently.

Gringotts is a bank for wizards, and wealthy wizards choose to have their own vault in Gringotts.

So obviously, they had never been to Gringotts.

The Weasleys do have a coffer, but unfortunately there is not a single Galleon in it, but they have to pay a large amount of management fees to Gringotts every year, and even if they go, it will only add to their sadness. So they don't need to go there, and the Weasleys won't take them there.

Mrs. Weasley smiled and said:

Arthur and I both have work to do and may not be able to accompany you, well, how about letting Percy go with you? ”

Percy looked moved, and sat up precariously.

Actually, he wanted to go too, but he couldn't show it.

"Absolutely." Ash replied with a smile.

As soon as the twins' eyes rolled, the one on the left immediately raised his hand:

"I want to go too!"

The one on the right said, "I'm Fred, I don't want to go, let George go." ”

The one on the left was angry:

"George! You're not Fred! ”

"Nope! George, I'm Fred! ”

"I'm Fred! You're George! ”

Mrs. Weasley thrust into her waist angrily and reprimanded:

"George, Fred, don't mess around!"

Ash said softly:

"It's okay, Mrs. Weasley."

"Then let's go together tomorrow, well, I just happened to go shopping for something, can you help me get some then?"

"No problem!" George said excitedly:

"I've always had a lot of strength."

Fred shouted dissatisfiedly:

"Hell, I know I have more strength than you!"

Mrs. Weasley looked at her son with a helpless look and at Ash with a doting look.

She sighed regretfully in her heart, why didn't such an excellent child belong to the Weasleys?

Ash looked at George and Fred arguing with each other with the same smile, as if envious of the family atmosphere—though not.