Harry Potter and the Temple of Tales

In the next few days, Louis and Harry lived happily in the Black family's mansion.

In such a huge house, Louis always felt a little empty. Although Harry was with him, the very different style and extremely depressing atmosphere always made Louis feel a little uncomfortable.

Sirius basically went out during the day and came back at night, and he didn't know where he went. According to Harry, he had always looked busy since he regained his freedom.

But Louis noticed that every time Sirius came back, there was a Ministry of Magic brand on his clothes. This did not mean that he was recruited by the Ministry of Magic just after he was cleared of his crimes. Fudge did not have such courage.

Since he is not working in the Ministry of Magic, the only possibility is to appear in court to correct Peter Pettigrew.

However, judging from Sirius's face, he seemed not satisfied with Peter Pettigrew's verdict.

"Those people in Wizengamot are really cowardly. I don't know what they are thinking. Isn't it too much to give a Dementor's kiss to someone like Peter Pettigrew?"

Sirius hammered the table angrily, causing the knife and fork to vibrate in unison, startling the confused Harry.

"If I had known better, I should have killed that beast with my own hands."

Louis shook his head, he was not surprised at all that Peter Pettigrew's sentence would develop in this way.

First, the Wizengamot represents the Ministry of Magic, and their verdict is what the entire wizarding world is looking forward to. The reason why most of the verdicts are not very cruel now is because the outside world attaches great importance to human rights, and perhaps they are influenced by it.

Muggle influence.

Second, there is actually a precedent for Peter Pettigrew's sentence. When Voldemort fell, many of his Death Eaters were arrested by the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic, but most of them were imprisoned in Al

Zikaban, there is no other sentence.

"Perhaps, this is what they do, but after all, they represent the government."

"Lock Azkaban, hehe, the Ministry of Magic has never learned a lesson from me." Sirius drank down the malt wine in the glass.

Yes, this verdict may make some people dissatisfied, but if Peter Pettigrew is kept alive, it may be of some use in the future.

Louis finally understood the meaning of Dumbledore's words. He was afraid that Louis would do something outrageous. After all, he seemed to be a representative of recklessness.

"By the way, Sirius, I would like to ask if there are any books on ancient magic spells here."

"Ancient magic spell? What do you want that for?" Sirius was a little strange. Ancient magic was very different from the magic in the modern world. Some of them have been lost for a long time and cannot be used in the modern world at all.

Nowadays, most of the wizards who study ancient magic just want to understand the history, and no one can use the spells of ancient magic.

"It's just personal interest, personal interest." Louis scratched his head naively, "Maybe it will be helpful to me personally, right?"

Sirius glanced at him suspiciously, and then said:

"Yes, there is, but I'm afraid you don't understand."

"Hmm, I have studied ancient magic script for a while, so it should be fine."

It’s not his job to watch anyway, so who cares. Louis murmured to himself.

"You come with me, Harry, and you too."

Sirius led Louis and Harry through the secret door in the basement and came to a hidden stone room.

This room seems to have been built a long time ago, but unlike other rooms in the mansion, no one has renovated this room.

There are no objects related to electricity in the entire room. The surrounding area is entirely made of stone structures, and even the moss on them is clearly visible.

The lighting candle was emitting light on the wall. Sirius was drawing something on the wall on one side with his wand.

Suddenly, the stones on Sirius' side began to shake and rise and shrink, gradually revealing a passage for people to walk.

"This is the secret place of our Black family. Only male members of the Black family know the pass code here."

Sirius's eyes were full of complexity, and he took the lead to step into it.

Louis and Harry followed closely behind. After passing the wall, they carefully stepped down the stone spiral staircase, as if they were walking through a maze dungeon. The candles around them lit up one by one as they approached.

Louis had never known that the Black family had such a magical place. Although the secret place didn't look very big, the circular stone walls made up a shelf that looked very much like the Department of Mysteries within the Ministry of Magic.

"Because what you are looking for is ancient magic, but there are actually no books related to ancient magic spells in the book collection area above, so I can only take you down to look for it." Sirius explained, "Ancient magic is profound and difficult to understand. At that time, there was no book on ancient magic spells.

No one in the Black family likes this thing, so my grandfather hid all those books here when he was still alive."

"The Black family has a total of 7,075 secrets. They have been collected since the establishment of the Black family. All the items that can be included in the family's secret collection are rare magic items at that time."

"But rarity also represents danger. Family secrets are divided into three levels according to their degree, red, yellow, and green. Except for the family patriarch, every male in the Black family can only view green secrets."

"If you want to view yellow secrets, you need to get the approval of the patriarch and be accompanied by the patriarch in person. But for the red secrets." Sirius pointed to the top shelf of the shelf, the boxes with red badges and magic seals engraved on them, "then

It can only be opened through the Black family ancestral ring."

"Heirloom ring? The Black family also has rings?"

"Missing. My father passed the ancestral ring to my dear brother, the son they were proud of, Regulus Black." Sirius' tone contained no emotion, whether it was sadness or irritation.

, "Unfortunately, he joined the Death Eaters and died at the hands of Voldemort."

"Are you kidding, your brother is a Death Eater?" Harry's tone seemed to be full of disbelief.

"Yes, Harry, you should be able to imagine what kind of people our family is." Sirius smiled sadly, "My parents both think Voldemort's idea is correct. They think Muggle wizards should not exist here.

In the world, when Voldemort was about to take power, they provided him with financial support, and my father almost gave the treasures in the secret cache to Voldemort."

A typical pure-blood thought, Voldemort just captured the hearts of pure-blood wizard families, which is why he rose so quickly.

"The family ring, after my brother died, the ring also disappeared with him, so now no one can open the red secret. Well, although there are only three of the existing red secrets that are still preserved.

Here." Sirius pointed to the three grids at the top of the center.

The brilliant Black family's ability to survive for so long is inseparable from their family's heritage. But now it seems to Louis that the entire secret treasure is about to be destroyed. In more than 7,000 grids, with colors

There are less than a hundred with the mark still on, and nearly half of them are green secrets.

This may be the sorrow of the ancient wizard family. Of course, every family will experience glory and decline. This is a natural law of ecology, including the Black family that has existed in the world for a long time.