Chapter 2010

At Charlotte's notice, everyone came to aberforth in advance and sat around the table as usual.

Of course, except for the Weasleys.

"Remus... What happened? What news did Sirius get when he went to busbarton?"

As soon as Tonks came and sat down, he couldn't help glancing at Sirius's back over the bar and asked lupin softly.

However, Lupin shook his head.

"I don't know," he said with a slight frown, "I asked as soon as I came, but he only said that when others came... But in short, it must not be a good thing!"

This couple with a slightly larger age gap has obviously become more and more used to getting along recently. Tonks has lost the impulse at the beginning, and their feeling when they are together has obviously become much less prominent. However, perhaps it is because of this insipidity that people can feel that the relationship between them is getting stronger and stronger.

The disaster may occasionally bring some benefits to people - at least if there were not so many terrible and annoying things that constantly attracted their attention, they might not adapt to each other so naturally.

Now, hearing lupin say so, Tonks could not help sighing, and a trace of sadness flashed on his face.

"Oh... Poor Weasley, I hope not too bad - they won't stand it."

"Who didn't hope so?"

Lupin took a sip of wine, sighed, and then naturally put his arm around Tonks's shoulder and kissed her on the forehead.

"Let me have a drink, too."

Tonks reached for his glass, but lupin hurriedly covered it and pressed it.

"Don't drink... I don't want you to enjoy a fish man opera, especially today!"

"Hey!"

Tonks glared at him, but after that, she gave up drinking after all. Because in fact, she had been drunk once before. Even if she couldn't remember the scene afterwards, she even wanted to die after listening to lupin.

As for Lupin's metaphor of "fish man opera"... Obviously, the singing of fish man is ethereal and sweet in the water, but if it is on the shore, it is just like the scream of Mandela grass. In addition, Tonks is a natural easy-looking magus. Once drunk, even if his long hair changes color without wind, he is not generally similar to the fish people in the water.

So, although Tonks is not completely inebriated, at the thought of her drunkenness... Oh! She'd better quit drinking completely!

While the "little" couple whispered to each other, the seats around the table were gradually filled - yes, except for the Weasleys' seats and Sirius sitting alone at the bar.

"All right, you go too!"

Seeing that Charlotte, who even went out to inform everyone, came in through the back door and returned to the bar, aberforth suddenly stretched out his hand and patted on the table in front of Sirius, and then pointed to the table.

"Oh, are they all here?"

Sirius's drinking capacity is still very good. While waiting here, he drank a lot of aberforth's wine alone. But... Good drinking also has the disadvantage of good drinking, that is, when you want to get drunk occasionally, it seems that the more you drink, the more sober you become.

"Patter."

When he put the cup on the bar, he finally stood up, turned back and sat down at the table where he would always sit. Then he let his eyes sweep over the faces of the people from left to right.

"Anyway... I'll tell you the biggest reason for calling you in advance today! In case Arthur and his wife come soon, I haven't had time to say - it's hard to say at that time."

At this point, Sirius immediately waved his hand and said:

"Percy was killed."

Before the voice fell, there was a dead silence in the slightly dark room, as if there were inexplicable beeps in my ears.

After a moment of silence, a voice finally broke the silence.

"Why Percy?"

The person who spoke was lupin.

To tell the truth, he had guessed some possibilities when he saw Charlotte and heard the other party remind him not to disturb Arthur and Molly.

Even... Maybe it's because I made a lot of judgments and decisions with Maka in the past! He seems to have caught up with some of Maka's habits - he always likes to imagine the worst possibility in advance.

Before that, Lupin had subconsciously predicted many possibilities. The death of a person or even several people was one of the conclusions.

However, no matter what he thought, he didn't expect Sirius to tell the news of Percy's death.

When it comes to danger, the most dangerous must be the people who broke into the front line. Although they are already stronger than ordinary people, the crisis they need to face is obviously much more terrible than others. Plus Percy's Weymouth, at least until this time, it is relatively safe.

But Percy died, in front of many people.

"Because there has been a more severe change in Britain than before!" Sirius said, "In fact, this time I saw not only Mrs. maxim in busbarton, but also two young witches. They seem to be Marca's friends. Recently, they have been in Winchester Cathedral and have just returned from England."

"Who are these two people? We don't know each other?" asked Kingsley on the other side.

"In fact, you can't say you don't know at all," Sirius shrugged. "You should know the gofein family - Kingsley."

"The family of prophets in northern Europe?"

"Yes," Sirius nodded, "it's Geoffrey, who was regarded as the head of the group of Nordic black wizards at the beginning - the family of prophets has contributed a lot to the group of black wizards who have been there for so many years. Now... The witch sisters I met in busbarton, of which the sister is this generation of prophets."

At this point, he paused a little, and then turned to say:

"I think it's probably for this reason that Maka found them. The sisters seem to have made a lot of efforts to help deal with the corpse army in Britain - of course, I just listen to what they say. What's the specific situation? Maybe we'll discuss it later."