Chapter 249 All the Beauty in the World Is Given to Zhang

The lead-gray sky was full of dark clouds. After the beginning of autumn, the drizzle brought a hint of coolness.

Several people did not hold umbrellas, and let the dense rain fall on their bodies.

After a while, their hair was covered with tiny water droplets.

They lowered their heads to mourn in front of the tombstone for a while, took a deep look, and turned away.

The dead are gone, and what the living have to do is to continue the road they have not completed.

"Let's go, I feel very bad now, and I really want to have a drink."

There were small water droplets on the ends of Sirius's hair on his forehead. His face was pale, and the uneven stubble grew wildly on his lips, looking decadent and lonely.

"Have a drink? Good idea, Sirius, it is indeed a very good thing to have a drink in this weather."

Dumbledore stretched out his hand, and Zhang Xiao put his hand on it.

Apparition, what a convenient magic, I really want to learn it

Accompanied by the crackling sound, the ancient cemetery became empty again, and the silver-like drizzle rushed to fill the empty space.

Satisfiedly occupied the entire cemetery.

The old house of the Black family has completely changed, and Zhang Xiao's elves have faithfully completed their tasks.

The floor has become brighter, and there are many more magic candles in the whole house. These candles emit light comparable to light bulbs, illuminating the whole house.

The moldy and rotten wallpaper on the wall has been replaced with new ones. Although the portraits cannot move, they have been wiped clean and shiny. In the warehouse of the Black family, many Muggle oil paintings were found.

So these pure bloods are superficially high-sounding, but in fact, they are more honest than one another.

Just like Zhang Chengdao said two years ago that he wanted to open up trade exchanges between the East and the West.

Good fellow, let's not talk about the declining pure bloods for now, those active pure bloods all have companies, maybe the size of the companies varies, but they can allow them to enjoy a comfortable Muggle life.

As for the "Wizard Secrecy Statute" - please, it is a violation of the secrecy law if it is leaked, and it is just a piece of waste paper if it is not leaked.

As long as there is no leak, the pure bloods can naturally handle the questioning of the Ministry of Magic.

Maybe some insignificant help from magic will be needed during the operation, but who knows?

The changes in the whole old house made Sirius stunned for a moment, and then came to the living room on the second floor.

The blazing fireplace soon filled the living room with warmth.

"Kreacher, go get some wine."

Sirius threw himself into the soft armchair, staring at the blazing fireplace, and said in a low voice.

What happened in the cave before made Kreacher's attitude much better. It no longer cursed Sirius in a low voice, but became a little silent.

Around his neck hung Regulus's pendant box, the contents of which they had already read, and Sirius had become so decadent after reading the note.

It bent down and bowed deeply to Sirius, then disappeared. When it reappeared, it had a large tray in its hand, on which were placed the mead that Dumbledore wanted, and Sirius's whiskey.

And non-alcoholic butter beer, which was for Zhang Xiao.

"Ah, in this weather, it's great to be able to drink a cup of hot mead around the fireplace."

Dumbledore raised his glass and gestured, revealing a smile of enjoyment.

Sirius answered him by tilting his head back and drinking a small half cup of pure whiskey with ice cubes.

After thinking for a while, Zhang Xiao still asked:

"Sirius, what are your plans next? Harry will go to school soon."

Sirius smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying confusedly:

"I don't know."

Dumbledore put his elbows on the armrests, tapped the wall of the cup with his slender fingers rhythmically, and said softly:

"Sirius, I think Zhang's previous suggestions are very good, you should have your own life.

Harry is growing up very fast, he is an excellent little wizard, and he will soon have his own life, you know what I mean."

Sirius of course understood that Harry would soon fall in love, get married, and have his own children, and it would be impossible for him to live with him forever.

Maybe this time will be longer, but people will eventually say goodbye.

"You are the only one left in the Black family, Sirius."

"But I don't like the Black family. Look at the elf heads on the wall and the ridiculous things they do. I-"

"Sirius, it's not the family that determines what a person becomes, but the person who determines the family, right?

Look, even the oldest and most stubborn Black family still has people like Andromeda, Alphard, you and Regulus."

Dumbledore said meaningfully, his half-moon lenses reflected the fire in the fireplace. In Zhang Xiao's view, that was a 'flash of wisdom'.

It's not the family that determines the person, but the person who determines the family.

Sirius leaned forward and held the wine glass in his hand. Now I am the only one left in Black. Can I decide the direction of the Black family?

"I'm thinking about it, thinking about it--"

Zhang Xiao put down the cup and asked politely:

"Professor Dumbledore, some things in the old house have been cast with a permanent sticking spell, and the elves can't do anything about it. Can you help me?"

Dumbledore immediately understood what Zhang Xiao meant, and he happily said:

"Of course."

The old man and the young man left a private space for Sirius to think, and walked slowly down to the first floor. The escalator here finally stopped creaking, and was replaced by a very solid thumping sound.

"Professor, what are you going to do with this pendant?"

"Zhang, your grandfather once told me that he could extract the fragments of Voldemort's soul - oh, it should be called 'soul' from it without damaging the original thing.

I think we can wait until we find more, and ask your grandfather to perform that magical spell to preserve these precious things."

Grandpa also communicated with the principal in this way?

This coincides with his own thoughts. It is indeed a pity to destroy several things of the founder. If they can be preserved, they should be preserved.

But even if it is a grandfather, I am afraid that there is no such talent as Voldemort who splits directly seven times.

The elf head on the wall has been taken down.

The remaining is the 'crazy portrait' of old Mrs. Black.

"Oh, is it this portrait?" Dumbledore looked at the portrait carefully for a while, and with interest, he used his wand to draw down along the gap between the portrait and the wall:

"Excellent permanent sticking spell, but this is not the reason why you can't take it down - look here."

Dumbledore suddenly tapped the wall with his wand. Zhang Xiao leaned over, frowned and looked at it for a while, and asked uncertainly:

"Professor, what is this?"

"Super glue - made from the snot of a magical animal, the effect is very good, it can be called a universal glue, but the production is limited, the price is expensive, and it is very rare on the market."

Zhang Xiao:.

It's outrageous. In order to remove this portrait, he also tried it before, and he almost doubted his life at that time.

Even if it's a permanent sticking spell, what can stop me? I even opened the full state!

So you're playing dirty? On the surface, it's a permanent sticking spell, but it's actually super glue?

It's so firmly glued, can't it be that the entire back of the portrait is covered with it?

"This glue has excellent anti-spell effect. Almost all means can't do anything with it, but there is one thing that has a miraculous effect - that is the saliva of the magical animal."

Dumbledore made a little gesture:

"Only a little bit can eliminate the entire glue, which is very magical."

All things are interdependent, normal.

Because this magical animal is very rare, but Dumbledore's office happened to have some in stock, he decided to send some to Sirius when he returned to school.

"Professor, I am very curious about something."

Taking advantage of the opportunity now, Zhang Xiao suddenly remembered something:

"Time converter, can it really go back to the past?"

"Oh? Zhang, do you already know the little props prepared by the school for you?"

Dumbledore laughed, obviously in a good mood.

Little props?

Zhang Xiao keenly grasped this keyword. Generally speaking, things that can reverse time are rare treasures even in high martial arts.

Now use a small prop to describe the time converter.

In fact, he has always been very interested in the time converter. Even though there are many limitations, if it is well operated, this thing must be a magic weapon.

Apart from other things, he only needs to silently recite the answer to the question he needs to know every day, and write it on a white paper on the table in front of him.

Theoretically, he can really get the answer immediately.

Regarding whether the time converter meets the Novikov self-consistency principle or the so-called parallel intersection, no matter how you think about it, there are a lot of bugs.

Many people even complain that this thing is too against the sky, and Aunt Luo destroyed it all overnight.

The most important thing is that this thing is actually for little wizards!

This is also the most suspicious point for Zhang Xiao, because if something is valuable, it will never be the turn of a little wizard, even if it is an outstanding little wizard.

Dumbledore may be selfless, but others will not, whether it is placed in the wizard world or the Taoist sect, or even the ordinary world.

Because this is human nature.

It's like a supercomputer is completely handed over to an excellent high school student.

Highlight an outrageous.

The only reason it could be handed over to the little wizard was that it did not have the imagined function and was of no value to the big shots.

"Zhang, we usually don't tell students these things, but if it's you, I think we can relax the conditions appropriately."

Dumbledore was delighted to find two chairs in the hallway. He waved and pulled the chairs over.

After thinking carefully for a while, he slowly said:

"First of all, we need to clarify a concept. Time is irreversible. Of course, I don't know if there is a great existence in the entire universe that can reverse time.

But at least wizards can't."

What's the matter with the time converter?

Zhang Xiao looked at him puzzledly and waited quietly for the next words.

"Ah, I thought of a wonderful metaphor." Dumbledore suddenly clapped his hands: "Although Professor Lockhart has brought us a lot of trouble.

But he also did a good thing. For example, it was Professor Lockhart's narration that made me interested in Muggle movies.

Let me tell you quietly, I watched a lot of movies during my free time this summer vacation. I personally like Chaplin very much-oh, I'm a little off topic.

Zhang, let's make another assumption."

Dumbledore didn't know when he picked up the wand and waved it gently, and an old-fashioned hand-cranked player appeared in front of them.

It was similar to a projector, using a light source to illuminate the film and project it onto the wall.

Zhang Xiao also twisted his body to find a more comfortable position.

"Zhang, suppose our world is a film, and our life is watching a movie.

The past is what you have seen, and the future is unknown.

We may be able to go back to watch the past life in some way, but it's just watching, you can't change the plot that has been played.

The only thing we can change is the future.

Do you understand what I mean?"

Understand! Of course I understand. Zhang Xiao has automatically brought the things in front of him into the previous life to watch the drama. The website has a setting that can only be pulled back but not fast forward.

What about the time converter?

"Zhang, do you know what prophecy is?"

Dumbledore took off his glasses, and his blue eyes looked directly at the frowning and thinking boy in front of him.

He is different from others. He is always gentle and elegant, with a faint smile, and it seems that everyone can get along with him.

The brown eyes occasionally shone with surprising light.

When facing a crisis, the raised eyebrows were like two long knives, as if they were going to chop everything into pieces.

This was the most outstanding boy he had ever seen. Even in his long life, he might have seen many outstanding young people.

But no one could compare to this boy.

His life was perfect and enviable.

If there really was a so-called God, then God must be partial. He stuffed all the beauty of the world to Zhang.

The boy's eyebrows trembled, as if he had figured out something, and then he asked again:

"The prophecy may be seeing a spoiler bullet screen - oh no, it's seeing a future script?"

Dumbledore ignored the strange things in front of him and nodded slightly:

"That's about it. In fact, the prophecy is that someone is standing at this moment and occasionally looks at a corner of the future.

Then let's talk about the time converter."

Dumbledore raised a finger.

"In simple terms, the time-turner does not allow you to go back to the past, it just creates 'another you' in synchronization.

When you wear the time-turner or will use the time-turner in the future, you will be marked in this movie.

It will activate 'another you' during the period of your 'use', the 'you' with the memory of your 'use' period.

In fact, you and 'you' are living in sync.

When the 'use' is over, 'you''s memory will merge with you, creating the illusion that you have returned to the past.

This is... the time-turner."

Zhang Xiao was dumbfounded, and his heart was like 10,000 horses running across the grassland.

This is so magical! So idealistic!

Zhang Xiao was shocked.

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I have thought about the time-turner for several years, and I feel that there are bugs everywhere. I chose a setting that I think can explain most of the situations.

But there will definitely be bugs, so I can only weaken the time-turner as much as possible.