The lively atmosphere of the Pig's Head Bar made the two sisters at Sundarapelunpan's magic prop shop next door curious.
The children were all laughing and laughing, which was the first time since the Ministry of Magic sent personnel to the school.
Nagini and Suriya closed the shop and decided to join in the fun.
When the two sisters walked into the bar, the twins were encouraging the half-drunk Sirius to compete with Vincent.
"It's not as good as drinking, isn't it?"
"Then let's fight." Sirius rolled up his sleeves and got into a stance.
When he was little Hei, he was fed here and there by the children all day long, and he has become a big Hei from the food, and he is even a little fat now.
Vincent was also a bit drunk and did not refuse this competition.
Nagini and Surya found a place to sit down, and Aberforth came over carrying a bottle and cup.
"Aberforth, is he Black?"
"Shhh--don't tell anyone."
The two sisters have long been intrigued by the recent overwhelming news. Now that they see the real person, they can't be said to be disappointed. They can only say that they feel like they have been deceived.
The promised life was very miserable. Aren't we living in a cave and eating rats?
Even though Sirius had a physique that could compete with Vincent's, there was no sign of severe malnutrition on his notice.
Nagini clinked glasses with the two of them, "I finally understand why you British wizards don't want to see the Ministry of Magic."
Surya took a sip of his wine and said, "That's too exaggerated. Aren't they afraid of being discovered?"
Aberforth smiled bitterly and shook his head, "The British Ministry of Magic has always behaved this way since I can remember."
More than a hundred years ago, his sister was bullied by Muggles, causing severe psychological trauma that eventually transformed her into an Obscurial.
His father Percival immediately used magic to take revenge and was sentenced to life imprisonment in Azkaban.
Although she could avoid being imprisoned in Azkaban by telling the truth, if she did, Ariana would be forcibly taken to St. Mungo's Hospital for Witchcraft and Wizardry.
To put it mildly, it is treatment; to put it worse, it is isolation.
In order to deal with the emergence of the Obscurial in the future, and in order to continue to maintain peace and stability in the magical world, they may even use Ariana for experiments.
The law is the minimum morality, and morality is the minimum bottom line.
However, over the years, Aberforth has witnessed with his own eyes the bottom line of the Ministry of Magic being refreshed again and again.
Sirius's successful rehabilitation is already a miracle among miracles.
If dementors had not invaded the school many times and caused serious consequences, and if the Ministry of Magic had not sent a large number of personnel to the school to cause the emergence of the Bat Family, they would not have had to urgently create a positive image for themselves.
Is the real murderer the hero who was hunted down by his own hands? Is the one who escaped from prison the innocent one?
The truth back then would only be completely buried, and there would never be a direct admission of mistakes like now.
The topic was a bit heavy, so Aberforth poured his wine and focused on the competition at the bar.
Vincent and Sirius were in a stalemate for almost two minutes. There was very little movement in the wrists they held together, almost all of them shaking slightly.
"Brother, you can't lose to an uncle."
"That's right, if you lose, those girls in school will cry."
Fred and George looked like they were watching something good.
Unfortunately, their language interference failed to have any effect.
"Dahei, you have to work hard too!"
"If you lose to an underage wizard, the rich girls in your support club will definitely not let you go."
Sirius was visibly shaken.
"Oops~ Our heartthrob Mr. is going to win~"
"Wait a minute, I have to record this scene."
The twins actually took out a small handheld alchemy camera from their pockets.
One person, one person, the camera shines on the faces of the two people competing.
Vincent was okay, Sirius couldn't hold himself any longer.
"Can you two little devils please be quiet?"
"Can't~"
Vincent and Sirius looked at each other, then let go at the same time.
The twins immediately became anxious.
"No, keep going."
"You two must decide the outcome today, otherwise..."
Without saying a word, Vincent reached out and pinched George's head under his arm.
Sirius pressed Fred's shoulders hard with his big hands.
"Help~"
After a brief tidying up, he finally calmed down.
This arm-wrestling competition ended in a draw.
But if we really wanted to decide the winner, it would be Sirius who was almost twice as old—probably exactly twice as old—who lost.
After a short interlude, the drunkenness was almost gone.
Only then did Vincent notice the arrival of Nagini and Surya.
Sirius also became curious about the two of them.
Aberforth, who was taciturn in his impression, actually sat with others, even two witches with oriental faces, one old and one young.
Could it be that it's an old sweetheart and my daughter?
"This is Nagini, and the one next to her is her sister Surya."
"Ah?" Sirius looked stunned.
Not mother and daughter, but sisters?
And the young and beautiful one is the elder sister?
Vincent licked his lips at Daphne who came over to greet the two sisters.
"Nagini was also a victim of the blood curse before. Her body never changed when she completely lost her mind and turned into a snake."
Of course Sirius knew about the curse inherited by the Greengrass family, but he was a little surprised that such an evil curse also existed in Southeast Asia.
"It's all thanks to Vincent that I came to my senses."
"He also helped solve the curse on my sister."
Nagini and Daphne looked at Vincent with grateful eyes.
Sirius was surprised again.
Evil curses like the Blood Curse can be solved, and Vincent's own black magic skills are definitely not low.
But there wasn't even the slightest trace left on his body, and even the impact couldn't be seen.
Peter Pettigrew just used the black magic amplified blasting spell a few times and he seemed to be a different person. He was once such a coward and dared to risk his life to bomb the British Museum.
Seeing Sirius frowning, Harry whispered something in his ear.
It turns out that he is a natural master of Occlumency. No wonder he has such high attainments in black magic and has not been eroded by them.
Harry later added a few words, and Sirius's eyes changed when he looked at Vincent.
It was a look that was eager and full of hope.
When Nagini and Surya walked into the kitchen to prepare dinner for everyone, Vincent winked at Sirius.
The two quietly arrived outside the Pig Head Bar.
Finding a secluded place, Sirius went straight to the point: "Can you lend me the Resurrection Stone? No matter what you ask for, I will agree."
He lived for 12 years with endless regret. If it weren't for Harry, he would have been tortured by dementors and gone crazy.
"Okay." Vincent agreed simply.
Sirius looked a little excited, "What are your conditions?"
"No conditions."
He was stunned for a moment, "You have no conditions?"
Vincent nodded extremely seriously, "Strictly speaking, I am not the owner of the Resurrection Stone. I just keep it temporarily."
The Resurrection Stone is an heirloom of the Gaunt family. Since someone needs it to resolve their knots, it would be too utilitarian to negotiate conditions.
Sirius could feel the kindness released by Vincent, "Thank you. If you need help with anything in the future, or if you get into any trouble, you can come to me."
By repaying kindness with kindness, the two of them had a great change in their view of each other.