Black's Old House.

Sirius, Felix and Dumbledore sat in three positions respectively, and the atmosphere in the room was very solemn.

"He needs a funeral," Sirius insisted.

"I totally agree that Regulus is a hero - he also saved an innocent life, a heart of gold...to be worthy of this honor." Dumbledore said softly: "However, we cannot reveal the existence of the Horcrux, which will cause a lot of trouble."

His eyes were cast through the half-moon lenses on the long sofa. Next to Sirius, a young man was lying quietly, his hands folded on his chest, and his black curly hair was dispersed, as if he was asleep.

Regulus looks very similar to his brother, especially his side face, like Sirius, who has not been sentenced to twelve years of prison. His age is always frozen at the age of eighteen, but he has accomplished things that many people cannot do in their entire lives.

"Why-I don't understand!"

Sirius felt that his brother's honor had been stolen, and he should get more, such as a grand funeral. The white marble coffin, garland and green grass, read the life and glory of Regules Akturus Black in front of everyone, and everyone praised his outstanding contributions...

Resisting Voldemort and sacrificing his life to take out the Horcrux was an important part of his achievements, and he wanted everyone to know this.

"Sirius," Dumbledore said in a deep voice: "I have been avoiding the circulation of this evil magic as much as possible, even if it is just a name. Imagine that when people know that there is such a magic that requires simple killing - forgive my wording, it is indeed a simple thing for some people - they can touch immortality, what a good deal!"

"I don't think--"

"That's you, Sirius, no one will deny your courage and belief. If Voldemort returns one day, will you pick up your wand again?"

"Of course! I will fight to the end!" Sirius said without hesitation.

"That's it," Dumbledore said, "but can you face death calmly?"

"I can't cut my soul, Dumbledore!"

"Of course you won't," Dumbledore said comfortingly, "but what if an extreme happens, the person you value is dying, or will surely die, you are desperately trying to keep him... At this time, when you hear a magic that can be resurrected from the dead, will you still care whether it is evil or not?"

Sirius hesitated. At this moment, several people's faces flashed in front of him. He had lost too much and really didn't want the same thing to happen again.

"People will flock to discover the secrets of the Horcrux with all kinds of means - the selfish black wizard for themselves, the upright people for family and friends, the brave Auror for comrades, and the despicable ambitious people for eternal power... Think about it, Sirius, what a terrible scene it was!"

Sirius gasped, thinking of the terrible scene, his reason was convinced, but he still felt sorry for it.

After a while, he said hoarsely, "Then, then--"

Felix, who had been quiet for a long time, said: "It can be arranged for Regulus to become the Order of the Phoenix to restore his reputation in the name of an undercover agent..."

"No, Felix, I don't want to do that." Sirius refused. "Regules is a lonely warrior, and I hope people show incredible courage when they understand his difficult decision to fight Voldemort." He looked at Dumbledore, "Then let's not mention the Horcrux, but at least don't ignore his actions against Voldemort, okay?"

Dumbledore nodded and said, "I would like to announce this at the funeral."

"Thank you..." Sirius said that in the absence of witnesses, if the funeral does not become a joke of oneself, there must be a prestigious person who personally affirms the contribution of Regulus, and Dumbledore is the best candidate.

He would put his reputation on the side of the scale, testify to the former Death Eater and later quietly disappeared Black family descendants, and lift him up high...

As for Sirius himself, many people still don’t know the news that he has rehabilitated him. If he suddenly appears in Diagon Alley, it will definitely cause a scream of fear.

"Then, I, uh," Sirius said slowly, "I'll determine the process, I'll do it myself, and also determine the invitation list for the funeral-" He suddenly showed a disgusting expression and muttered, "There are not many good people in my relatives."

"I can invite some friends, Sirius," Felix said.

"Thank you, thank you." Sirius said: "Although my brother is not qualified and has been imprisoned for more than ten years, the surname Black is worth their trip."

"The influence of the pure blood family is reflected at this time." He said without emotion, making people unable to tell whether it is pride or ridicule. He whispered: "Just this time..."

Dumbledore offered his farewell and the flames in the fireplace burned.

"Wait a minute, Principal Dumbledore, let's go together," Felix said, and he stood up. "By the way-"

Felix took out a locket from his pocket. He held the gold chain, and the locket trembled.

"This is the fake Horcrux I took out from the stone basin. I took a look and there was no other magic attached. There was only a note left by Regules."

Sirius reached out to take it. The forged locket was created by Regulus based on Clicher's description. Clicher was just a quick glance at it, so the imitation was not qualified - not only did it match the size, but it didn't even have the "S"-shaped mark that symbolized Salazar Slytherin.

He mechanically opened the lid of the locket, and there was only a small piece of stacked parchment paper inside. He opened it and took a look. His eyes instantly became wet. He trembled and read the words on it-

"To the Dark King

When you read this letter, I'm dead, but I want you to know: I discovered your secret. I've taken the real Horcrux and intend to destroy it as soon as possible.

I am willing to die just because you are a mortal with flesh and blood when you meet your opponent.

R.A.B.”

Kliche let out a mourn and threw himself to the ground.

Dumbledore sighed, turned around and walked into the fireplace, and Felix left with him. In the office of Professor Ancient Magical Culture, the two had a brief conversation.

"Do you think some of my actions are unkind, Felix?" Dumbledore showed a tired expression.

"You just need to think too much about it, weigh the pros and cons, and plan the overall situation... Albus."

Dumbledore glanced at him in surprise and showed a relaxed smile: "Let's say something happy, well, I need to express my gratitude. In fact, in addition to Hao Qi's line, I have been investigating the Wu Orphanage where Voldemort lived in his childhood, but because of the age, it has been demolished.

But I have never given up. If it weren't for you, maybe I would have encountered that cave."

Felix smiled: "With your mana, you can definitely break his secret... There is something worth noting. I found that Voldemort is very good at cursing, and he is used to hooking curses with human desires."

Dumbledore nodded slightly: "It is indeed worth noting that he may use human weaknesses to set up traps."

Finally, Dumbledore told Felix that he had no choice but to not reveal the existence of the Horcrux again. The reason was the same as when he persuaded Sirius. Felix did not think it was an alarmist statement.

"That Harry..."

"I've talked to him," Dumbledore showed a distressed expression. "He and his friends wanted to find out more secrets of Horcruxes, and wanted to ask Elma for this, but fortunately I discovered it in advance."

Felix also thought it was a dangerous situation. He was not interested in the Horcrux at all. He did not expect the possible consequences pointed out by Dumbledore. In addition, Harry was destined to face Voldemort, so he had no psychological burden when he revealed this part of the information.

It was probably Harry didn't expect this, so he planned to ask the library administrator Mrs. Elma Pins.

...

The following time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, June came. At the beginning of the month, Felix invigilated the final exams of the third, fourth and sixth year, and watched the new year's wizard level exams - O.W.Ls and N.E.W.Ts.

The examiners sent by the Wizard Examination Bureau were still the same group of people last year. When the exam was over, the students in the fifth and seventh grades had fun and celebrated their year of breaking out of purgatory.

A week before the school year ended, Felix held his last magic club rally this semester.
Chapter completed!