Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

Aberforth has never liked places that are too bright.

So whether it was in the pig's head bar before or now in the house in this refuge community, there are only one or two lights in the house.

Coupled with the thick curtains blocking the light, his house is still very dim even at dawn.

It is now in the afternoon, and Aberforth is counting the supplies in the home in the storage room next to the kitchen-since the most basic food and water are regularly delivered and supplied in secret by the Blois family, normal consumption is nothing to worry about for the time being. .It's just that since he reopened the bar here, and provided everyone with a place to kill time and gather people to discuss matters, the wine is always prepared, right?

It's a pity that the stock he brought out of the wine cellar of the Pig's Head at that time is now running low.

"... Isn't the Fire Whiskey gone? Humph, that damn bald dog, sneaked up to me again to steal a drink... He will come back again, see I have to beat him out!"

Seeing that the old man stretched out his hand to push the barrel, he heard the sloshing sound of the liquid almost gone. He hummed and cursed, then frowned and picked up the empty barrel. Aside.

It was also at this moment that a knock on the door suddenly sounded from the direction of the back door, and the familiar rhythm made Aberforth slightly raised his eyebrows.

"So early today?"

Unknowingly, Aberforth has gradually become accustomed to Charlotte's existence-although the appearance of this little girl is not like his sister Ariana who died in the early years, her personality is even more different.But I have to say that there are some similarities between the care and patience in some small places.

Perhaps... this is the biggest reason why Aberforth, who doesn't like being too close to others, can gradually accept Charlotte's help!

However, it is worth mentioning that the most recent Charlotte is more and more similar to the once introverted and silent Ariana!

"Come in!" Aberforth heard the knock on the door, and responded loudly even without looking back. "People who come every day need to knock on the door every time like the first time. ?"

However, Charlotte did not give any answer.She just came in silently from the back door of the kitchen next door, put on her apron and sleeves without saying a word, twisted the rag and wiped the table over the bar in the living room.

Aberforth paused for a while, stood there and listened for a few seconds, but in the end he could only shook his head slightly.

After the remaining wine in the storage room was counted, he went to the outside living room again.Seeing that Charlotte was still cleaning the table and washing the wine glasses, he paused slightly before saying:

"When you are ready, take a rest. There will be a lot of people coming tonight. It's probably late... I'll go upstairs to catch up. Don't call me if I'm fine.

After that, he turned around and walked out of the bar, and walked straight to the side stairs.But before he stepped on the first step, he heard a soft "click" suddenly from the front door.

Because the front door hadn't opened yet, it was probably someone who came and pushed the door down to make such a movement-in short, it seemed that a certain "guest" had also arrived early.

"I'll go."

Charlotte said softly, then put down the rag in her hand and walked to the door.And now, the one sentence outside began to knock on the door.

"Tuk tuk-"

"Crack."

When Charlotte opened the door to take a look, he found Sirius standing outside.When he saw Charlotte, he also smiled at each other.

"Oh, you too? Good afternoon... I thought I had to go in through the back door again today, and Aberforth would take a nap in the afternoon almost every day."

As he said this, he walked in naturally.But soon, he saw that Aberforth was standing in front of the stairs, looking at himself unhappy.

"I don't welcome anyone who steals wine! Get out now, don't let me throw you out by myself!"

"Hey, Aberforth, today I just want to come for a drink normally."

Sirius had actually just returned from Boothbarton at this moment. If he changed someone else, he would definitely want to ask him about Mrs. Maxim's letter immediately.And this is undoubtedly what he is having a headache.

Fortunately, Aberforth was not curious about those things, and he didn't need to worry too much for the time being.And obviously, compared to the past, Aberforth has become much more tolerant.

"Thieves don't distinguish between today and yesterday!"

Although he said so, Aberforth didn't really want to drive him away.Seeing Sirius walking towards the bar, he didn't rush upstairs at all, but turned around and walked back to the storage room.

"same as usual!"

Sirius added, but Aberforth ignored it.

Before long, he carried a wine bottle to the back of the bar, took a cup at random, and then put it in front of Sirius.

"Fire whiskey has been drunk by a bald dog who is used to being a thief. Now there is only ordinary monk whiskey." Aberforth said impatiently, "I want to drink it myself."

"Of course, when did you not pour yourself here?"

Without paying attention to the words "bald dog", Sirius drew his wand and tapped it on the rim of the glass.Accompanied by a few soft sounds of "clang clang", several ice cubes jumped into the cup.

After pouring himself a small cup, Sirius raised his neck and drank it, then slowly exhaled a suffocating breath.

Aberfors, who is accustomed to observing guests, has naturally noticed that he has troubles in his heart, but...now, who hasn't had enough troubles to pile up!This situation is not surprising at all.

Otherwise, why would the wine in his storage room decrease so quickly?

"By the way, Aberforth, I want to ask you a little question." Sirius poured some amber wine again, took a sip, and then suddenly seemed to think of something, without looking up. Lifting the tunnel, "When Albus left...what did you feel in your heart?"

"Are you sure you want to listen?"

Hearing this, Aberforth couldn't help but glanced at him with a frown. Seeing that he didn't say anything, he curled his lips and said:

"It's very simple-it's a real death!"

"Cough cough cough..."

Sirius was choked.

Although he knew somehow that there seemed to be some contradictions between the Dumbledore brothers, he was still a little speechless when he heard Aberforth's answer.

Regardless of whether this is serious or not, at least... to describe the death of one's own brother in this way is probably not something ordinary people can do.

"Forget it," Sirius waved his hand and shook his head. "Forget it, you can't use it as a reference."

Having said that, he immediately took another sip of wine and swallowed it all with the helplessness in his heart.

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