As Sirius sighed, Ryan looked carefully at the bottom of the tapestry. Then he saw a very important name: Regulus Black.
"Oh, this is my brother." Sirius bent down and looked at the name carefully. Although he pretended not to care, Ryan could feel from him that he still had feelings for his family, even if they had different opinions.
Serious disagreement.
"Stupid idiot, he joined the ranks of Death Eaters." Sirius walked up and touched the name. "Although my parents are not Death Eaters, they crazyly support the pure-blood theory. Under their influence, my idiot
My younger brother became a Death Eater, and I think my parents must have considered him a brave little hero."
"That 15 years ago?" Hermione asked, looking at the time of death under her name.
"He was killed by Voldemort." Sirius' face was full of disgust when he said this, but Ryan heard a trace of nostalgia in his tone. "From what I learned after his death, he was already in deep trouble.
Deep, and then he was afraid of what others asked him to do, and wanted to quit. Alas, you can't submit a resignation letter to Voldemort and be done with it. Either you will work for the rest of your life, or you will die."
After finishing speaking, Sirius stood up and pointed to several names on the tapestry and said: "I haven't looked at this thing for several years. This is Phineas Nigellus, my great-great-grandfather, in the history of Hogwarts
The most unpopular headmaster. Araminta Melifran, my mother's cousin, who tried to force through a Ministry of Magic decree legalizing the killing of Muggles. And my dear Aunt Eladora, the home-bred child.
It was she who started the family tradition of chopping off the heads of elves when they were too old to carry the plate. In short, these are the examples of the noble Black family. It is best for aliens like me to stay away."
Although he said this, Ryan could still hear some nostalgia in Black's tone. It seems that Sirius also enjoyed family affection when he was young. Although most of these have been erased with the passage of time, but when he returned alone,
After returning to his former residence, Sirius would still be reminded of his longing for his relatives.
Looking at Sirius who was a little depressed, Ryan quickly changed the subject. "What's in the dusty glass door cabinets on both sides of the mantel over there?"
"Oh, those are some antiques and other things collected by our family." Sirius looked at where Ryan pointed and said. "By the way, aren't you an alchemist? You can go and see what you like.
As long as you are willing to take them all, you can take them all. Anyway, I originally planned to throw them all away."
As he spoke, Blake opened the tattered curtains in an attempt to make the room brighter. As a result, several adult foxes suddenly flew out from the folds of the curtains, their bright beetle wings flapping like sharp needles.
His little teeth were exposed, his small and exquisite body was covered with thick black hair, and his four little fists were clenched tightly angrily.
Seeing that the foxes were about to pounce on people, Ryan and Hermione both released the Shadow Blade in unison. The foxes were cut into several pieces in the air.
"It's a very powerful silent wandless spell. You are much stronger than I thought, especially Hermione." Sirius had just drawn out the wand but was overtaken by Ryan and the others before he could use it. "But it's best not to use this kind of magic in other places."
It's revealed to people because it's so much like black magic."
Sure enough, as a member of a famous pure-blood family, Sirius was able to distinguish the nature of the magic used by Ryan and the others in a very short period of time. At the same time, his warning was also very valuable. Considering the level of most wizards in the magic world, this kind of seemingly
Some evil magic is indeed not suitable for use in public in front of a group of strangers.
After dealing with the little trouble caused by Hu Meizi, Ryan focused his attention on the glass cabinet in front of him. Because the cabinet was covered with dust, he only saw what was in the cabinet after opening the cabinet door.
There are various things placed on the dusty partitions, such as some boring books that promote bloodlines like "Born Noble: Wizarding Genealogy", a batch of rusty daggers, animal paws, a plate
There were snake skins and a lot of dark, black silver boxes with ancient Celtic sacrificial inscriptions engraved on them.
"Sirius, what your family said about being ancient and noble may be true. Not many people understand this kind of Celtic sacrificial writing." Ryan took out a silver box and showed it to Sirius.
"Oh, when my father made the order, he just asked the silversmith to make it according to the pattern left in a book. He didn't know what was written on it." Sirius looked disdainful. After hearing this, Ryan looked at the silver box carefully.
, and sure enough, I found that the text above was a mess and did not form a sentence at all.
"Dragon blood, what a pity." Ryan picked up a decorative crystal bottle with a large opal embedded in the stopper and looked at it. Unfortunately, he found that the blood inside had dried up and the magic power was almost lost. "But this
The bottle is nice. Large pieces of transparent natural crystal are rare. If you clean it well, it can be used to hold other potions."
Ryan began to identify the items in the cabinet one by one, while Hermione helped sort them into categories and put them on the carpet. Seeing the two people busy, Sirius said with some boredom: "What's so interesting about these things? Just throw them away."
Already."
"Throw it away?" Ryan looked at Sirius in surprise. He was holding a music box whose purpose had just been identified. This music box can hypnotize everyone around him who hears the music. "There are many things here that can be reused.
For example, when you encounter an enemy, the music box in my hand can be thrown out to hypnotize the enemy. It may help our people get out of a crisis. It's hard to buy such precious magic props, but you actually say you want to throw them away."
"Of course this cannot be thrown away." Sirius immediately changed his tone when he heard that it would be beneficial to fight the Death Eaters. "Of course these magic props need to be kept for those who need them, but what about the rest?"
As he spoke, he pointed to a pile of porcelain with the Black family coat of arms placed in the corner of the cabinet, a pile of books promoting bloodline theory, several silver photo frames, a large gold ring engraved with the Black family coat of arms and a gray
A Merlin First Class Medal is placed in a fluttering box.
"Unlike the honor you two fought so hard to get, I don't think this medal my grandfather bought in Galleons is anything memorable. The same goes for other things."
"If you really don't like them and want to get rid of these things quickly." Ryan put down the music box in his hand, looked into Sirius's eyes and said, "Then you can clean them up and sell them for a good price. After all, we
We are facing a war, and resources will always be scarce in a war. Even a knut cannot be wasted. For example, the pile of silver photo frames you are planning to throw away can buy two or three bottles of white fresh essence after selling them. Another example is
The first-class Medal of Merlin that you despise can be easily exchanged for a more useful alchemy product on the market. How can you just throw it away casually?"
Ryan always felt that it was a pity that Sirius threw away a lot of things in the original text, especially the things that could be placed in the decorative cabinets in such an old family were definitely not cheap.
"That's right." Sirius laughed suddenly, and then the laughter became louder and louder. "If my family knew that their treasure collection was turned into a weapon against the theory of pure-blood supremacy that they have adhered to all their lives, they would
The expression on his face will definitely be very interesting. Ryan, you are absolutely right, let’s just do it.”
After saying that, Sirius used his wand to clean a piece of carpet, and then sat there to help count the belongings he had just cleaned. After each item he took over, he cleaned and helped introduce the origin of these items, while Hermione used a shorthand to
After quilling down what he said, he attached the parchment paper to the corresponding object.