People in Hogwarts, holding scripts and systems

Chapter 296 Loneliness and Mystery

Avro took the note out of the locket and handed it to Harry and Sirius.

The task of restoring Regulus' story was stuck at 99%. She guessed that it might be the same as Sirius's last task, and it had to be made public.

Obviously now is not a good time.

At least until they destroyed a few more Horcruxes.

"Afro, dear, come and have some lunch." Molly walked out of the kitchen and saw the little girl standing in the living room and greeted her warmly.

Ron and Hermione sat across from Avro, looking even happier than she was.

"Otet wrote and said if you weren't going to come home, he would send Noah over."

Molly put a sandwich on her plate and suddenly remembered what she had said that morning about Mr. Campbell's letter.

"And Cedric, he said he wanted to come over to discuss something."

Ron, who had just been happily placing large lumps of mashed potatoes on everyone's plates, immediately frowned like an old man when he heard this.

"Forget it. There is no room for these people here."

"Ron, don't say that. We are all guests." Molly taught him to be hospitable, but she didn't know the real reason why Ron was disgusted.

Ron pouted and shrank his neck, not daring to argue with his mother.

Harry walked in, holding his forehead, "Good morning!"

"I have to remind you that it's noon." Molly followed suit and served him lunch.

"What's wrong with your forehead?" Afro looked worried and panicked.

I've been so busy with the Horcruxes these days that I almost forgot about Harry's scar.

"It's okay," Harry said vaguely. He gave Aphrodite a reassuring smile. "This happens all the time now."

"You should talk to Dumbledore." Afro continued to suggest worriedly.

Harry thought of how Dumbledore didn't want to talk to him during the trial a few days ago, and shook his head. "Dumbledore seems to dislike me a little."

Ron shouted in surprise, "Come on, how could Dumbledore hate you?"

Harry thought to himself, if Dumbledore really didn't hate him, why didn't he say a few words to him, or even just look at him.

"He might have something to do." Hermione couldn't help but excuse Dumbledore.

Harry couldn't help noticing that Sirius had become more melancholy and gloomy than ever before, and that he wasn't even happy about being able to return to Hogwarts.

He revealed his inner thoughts to Afro and Ron, "I know this is selfish, but I still hope he can be happy."

Afro scraped the candy that accidentally stuck to her fingers and said to him, "Harry, all we can do is wait for him to come out slowly."

"He has always been lonely." She changed her words to a simple one.

"A guest has arrived." Molly walked to the door of their bedroom and poked her head in.

"Oh, this must be Fred and George's prank candy." Molly looked at the candy stains on Avro's fingers and her voice suddenly became much louder. "I told them not to make these things in the room!"

"But it's fun!" said Ron.

"Then why not put these in your bed next time." Molly rolled her eyes at him unhappily.

Afro, who had just cleaned her fingers with great difficulty, walked into the living room when she was hit on the head by a pillow.

"Noah!" Afro threw it back rudely.

Noah reached out and grasped the square pillow steadily in his hand, "I'm glad you still remember my name."

The tone should be as aggrieved and sarcastic as possible.

"That didn't stop you from coming over."

"I have information to report to the adults." Nuoyan pretended to be servile and bent over to get close to her for a joke.

"I contacted several Slytherin students indirectly. They said that their parents often went to Nott's Manor to attend banquets in recent days, and they were also warned not to associate with Malfoy."

Avro understood in his heart that because of Malfoy's sudden betrayal, Voldemort had indeed found the Nott family.

"How are Theodore and Draco doing now?"

"They are all staying well in the place you arranged. I feel like I will gain more than ten pounds during this vacation."

Afro couldn't help but look at him with a smile, "Why are you so resentful towards them?"

"Did I?" Noah pretended to be calm and picked up the teacup. "I was sending them good wishes."