Witcher at Hogwarts

"Dumbledore, I'm not sure this is a good idea." Sirius Black said nervously, "My mother - she's a little crazy now."

"It doesn't matter, let me talk to her," Dumbledore said still gently, "I know that she has suffered a lot, and some of her emotions are normal."

"Okay one by one" Sirius Black sighed.

Seeing Dumbledore's persistence, Sirius Black could only pray that his mother's portrait would not go crazy.

Then, Sirius Black brought Dumbledore directly in front of the portrait of his mother.

"Dumbledore, you'd better be mentally prepared in advance -" Sirius Black took a deep breath and opened the velvet curtain covering Mrs. Black.

The woman wearing a black hat and yellow skin was once again exposed in front of everyone.

The moment she regained her sight, Mrs. Black wanted to open her mouth and continue spouting those screams and obscene words.

But she soon saw Dumbledore standing in front of her.

Immediately, the dirty words that were about to be spoken were immediately suppressed by Mrs. Black.

"Dumbledore, is that you?" Mrs. Black asked doubtfully.

"It's me, Walburga, I've come to see you." Dumbledore said in a soft voice.

"Walburga, I'm here to pay my respects to you. Whether it's Regulus or Sirius, they are both very good wizards. In the most difficult moments, they all chose the side of justice."

Dumbledore took off his hat, put it on his chest, and said to Mrs. Black seriously.

"Thank you, Dumbledore, Regulus - he has always been my pride." Mrs. Black said softly. As for Sirius Black, she had been selectively ignored by Mrs. Black.

Ethan looked at Mrs. Black curiously. This was the first time he saw Dumbledore who was so normal and could talk to others normally.

"It's also my pride, Walburga. It's also my pride as the principal that Hogwarts can produce warriors like Regulus and Sirius."

"Thank you - Dumbledore - thank you." Mrs. Black expressed her gratitude to Dumbledore again.

Then the two old men began to chat about their memories of the past, and of course the content mainly revolved around Regulus. Dumbledore told Mrs. Black a lot about what happened to Regulus in school.

It had been years since Mrs. Black had had a normal conversation with anyone, so she cherished the opportunity to do so.

But even so, this conversation is coming to an end.

At this moment, Mrs. Black's face gradually showed an expression of hesitation. In the end, Mrs. Black seemed to have made up her mind and looked at Dumbledore seriously.

"Dumbledore, I want to talk to you about something - alone." Mrs. Black said to Dumbledore, and after speaking, she glanced at Ethan and Sirius Black with disgust.

"No problem, Walburga." Then Dumbledore waved to Ethan and Sirius Black, indicating that they would stay away for the time being.

After Ethan and Sirius Black went upstairs, Dumbledore looked at Mrs. Black again.

"Walburga, you can say whatever you want now." Dumbledore said with a wink at Mrs. Black.

"You know, Dumbledore - I'm just a portrait. I don't stay in this frame every day. That would be too lonely -" Mrs. Black said uneasily.

"Sometimes I went back to some of the gatherings of other portraits, and at one of the gatherings I noticed a new member," Mrs. Black recalled.

"At first, I didn't pay much attention to the new member, but I soon felt something was wrong with the new member - he didn't look like a painting," Mrs. Black said with a somewhat frightened tone.

"Why is it different?" Dumbledore asked curiously, and he finally realized that what Mrs. Black told him was not simple.

"He was not so much a portrait as a mirror, a cold, true mirror. I had never seen such a portrait." Mrs. Black continued to recall.

"He chatted with each of us. At first he was very interested in how to become a portrait and have it made into a portrait. At that time, I just thought he was an idle man and ignored him."

"But then, he discovered several portraits of people who once held high positions, and asked about their souls."

Hearing this, Dumbledore had frowned. He initially thought that Mrs. Black would only chat with him about something.

But now Dumbledore has heard that what Mrs. Black told him is full of weirdness.

"What happened next?" Dumbledore asked nervously.

"Later, none of the portraits who talked to that person came to the party again. At this time, I already realized that this incident was not normal, and I never attended the party there again, but until now, I still have It feels like I'm being watched by something."

Mrs. Black said worriedly.

"Walburga, can you describe that person in detail?" Dumbledore asked seriously.

"That's the most important thing! I forgot what he looked like! I can't remember it at all!" Mrs. Black said nervously, her voice trembling a little.

"Don't be so nervous, Walburga." Dumbledore said softly to Mrs. Black, soothing her emotions.

"What else can you remember about that person? Tell me everything." Dumbledore said.

"I just remember his breath." Mrs. Black recalled carefully.

"Do you remember the incident where the crazy wizard in Eastern Europe, Rasputin, summoned the devil many years ago? It was the one that made a big fuss." Mrs. Black said to Dumbledore.

"Yes, I remember." Dumbledore said, "That accident cost the lives of many powerful wizards in Eastern Europe before the demon was expelled from the world again."

"Yes, that's what I'm talking about." Mrs. Black nodded, "That person's breath is somewhat similar to the devil's breath, but it is definitely different. His breath is even colder."

Mrs. Black frowned and thought of an adjective.

"Thank you for telling me this - Walburga. I will investigate based on the information you provided." Dumbledore said seriously.

"You're welcome, we were friends once, weren't we?" the portrait of Mrs. Black adjusted her hat and said.

"We are friends now, Wolburgh." Dumbledore said to Mrs. Black with a smile.

"Now, please allow me to take my leave. Sirius plans to retrieve Regulus' body." Dumbledore said.

"Oh, my poor Regulus." Speaking of Regulus, Mrs. Black's eyes immediately filled with tears again.