Harry Potter and the Temple of Tales

"And it's the Lestrange family." Hermione exclaimed, "Oh my god, Louis, do you know what this means in the wizarding world?"

Hermione is well-informed and has developed an in-depth understanding of various families in the wizarding world. This is consistent with her studying Muggle studies as a Muggle.

"But I never thought there was anything good about it." Louis spread his hands. Now he doesn't care whether he is of Muggle blood or pure wizard blood.

"Then what shall we call you from now on? Louis Lestrange?"

"You are stupid, Ron." Ginny interrupted him at the side, "How can a child be born with the mother's surname?"

Louis didn't know if it was possible, but if Ginny's words were said now, they would definitely lead to a women's combo punch.

"What should it be called?" Ron retorted, "We don't know who his father is?"

This sentence made several children look at Lewis.

"Actually, I'm not sure." Louis showed an innocent expression, "But my mother said it seems to be Regulus Black."

There was silence again, and this time it was Hermione who jumped out first:

"This is impossible." She immediately denied, "How could it be Regulus Black."

"You know again, Hermione?"

"Have you forgotten, Ron, before Sirius took us to the Black family tapestry, Regulus Black's head was gray, with the date of death marked on it, which was much earlier than the year Louis was born."

Hermione's powers of observation and memory were indeed astonishing, and Sirius did not intend for Hermione to discover this problem at the time.

"When will you..."

"Just when you were going to the Ministry of Magic, Harry," Hermione explained, "we ran to the cupboard downstairs to get some potion for killing vixens, and Sirius even showed us around those places."

"But that's wrong." Harry interrupted, "Sirius said that the date on the tapestry was written by his mother herself. Regulus Black has been missing, but he is still alive."

Louis nodded. Sirius did say that when they were in the cave.

But no matter what, as a pure-blood wizard, he has no choice but to run away.

Several people did not continue to delve deeper into this topic. They chatted for a while, and then it turned into the new semester of Hogwarts.

"I heard that Moody is no longer the Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher?"

"Well, Dumbledore asked him to worry about the Order of the Phoenix." Ron sighed. After all, Moody was a good teacher.

"However, he still remains in the school as the security advisor of Hogwarts. I heard this from my father and others."

"That's pretty good."

Alastor Moody can be said to be one of the few backbones in the Order of the Phoenix that is not under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Magic. Dumbledore actually knows this better than anyone else.

They chatted until very late at night, and finally, after Mrs. Weasley came to check on the wards, they slowly went to bed with Molly's volcanic expression on her face.

Life in Grimmauld Place is extremely boring, especially in today's critical moment of life and death. Except for the members of the Order of the Phoenix who can come and go freely, others, including Louis, before the start of the new semester at Hogwarts

They were all ruthlessly grounded.

The only joy was being able to write letters every day. Louis had spoken to Astoria no less than eight times in the past few days, which really tired out his owl Fula.

Although the magic teleportation array was a bit unreliable, fortunately Astoria returned home smoothly. Louis could not reveal anything about the Order of the Phoenix to her because her father, Osnet Greengrass

Also under surveillance by members of the Order of the Phoenix.

And since Louis attended that Order of the Phoenix meeting, Dumbledore asked Louis to attend almost every subsequent meeting, although he could not make any decent suggestions at the meeting or give more help to other Order members.

But he still knew many secrets within the Order of the Phoenix.

For example, Voldemort is searching for a powerful weapon that he never had before. Of course, Louis knows what he is looking for, the orb that Trelawney prophesied fifteen years ago.

He wanted to tell it at the meeting, but when he saw Dumbledore's eyes, it seemed that the answer was not what he thought.

If what Voldemort wants is not the Prophecy Ball, is there something else in the Department of Mysteries of the Ministry of Magic that is more attractive to him?

Lewis didn't dare to think about it, because now even Dumbledore might not be able to guess what the second-generation Dark Lord was thinking.

Fred and George's behavior these days is a bit strange. The two brothers who have just learned and passed the Apparition exam don't care much about the ban. They can come and go as they please. The only thing they have to worry about is getting

Successfully avoiding Mrs. Weasley's gaze.

After dinner that day, the twin brothers pulled Louis aside, and after a while, the wretched-looking Mongodons also came over.

"Did you bring the things? Mongottons?" George asked impatiently.

"Of course, of course, I did it with all my efforts."

Mundungus took out a small bag from his arms and glanced around for fear of being discovered by others.

Then he opened the bag and found something like black beans inside.

"It's the seed of poisonous tentacles. This is a rare item, Dunge." Louis has a sharp eye. It is not difficult for a potion master to identify potions.

"Yes, that's right, we need them for our latest quick-acting truant candy." Fred said happily, "But this kind of thing is difficult to get, and it is a Class C prohibited trade item."

"Ten galleons, we want these."

"No." Mundungus firmly disagreed. He immediately shook his head, "Just think about how much effort I put into getting these things. I won't sell them for less than twenty galleons."

"Dunge just likes to joke." Fred explained to Louis.

"Yeah, his best joke is that a bunch of lumpy quills cost six kilos." George said sarcastically.

"Don't tell me whether it's available or not. Do you want to buy it or not?" Mundungus became a little impatient and urged the twin brothers.

"I advise you to be careful, trading here is very dangerous." Louis kindly reminded the three of them.

"What?" Fred thought Louis was talking about Mrs. Weasley, "Don't worry, mother is whispering to your mother."

"No, I mean Mad-Eye." Louis crossed his hands, "You should know that he has a magic eye."

Hearing this, Mundungus looked behind nervously.

"That's right." He touched his nose, "Okay, ten of them, take this thing away quickly."

"That's great, Louis."

After Mundungus left, Fred tapped the seeds in the bag to see what was missing.

Louis stared at the back of this black marketeer. This guy was a little timid, but he could contact him if he needed rare materials in the future.

"You pulled me here just to witness your dirty underground dealings with Mundungus." Louis teased the Weasley brothers.

"Of course not." Fred and George looked at each other and smiled, "Do you know where we have been these days?"

Louis shook his head. The twin brothers came and went without a trace. No one knew their whereabouts, well, except Alastor Moody, who had been monitoring them with his magic eye.

"Diagon Alley, and I have some good news for you."

George took out a piece of paper from his arms and put it in Louis' hand.

It was a land deed to a storefront purchased in Louis' name.

"We have acquired an abandoned three-story shop in Diagon Alley in your name. If it is renovated, it will be opened in a short time."