Lupin's Home
## 135. Lupin's House
Far away at Hogwarts, Harry's scar suddenly throbbed with an intense pain, as if a terrible scream was echoing from a distant place.
He was training on the Quidditch Pitch when the pain made him suddenly dizzy, and he uncontrollably fell from his broom.
"Harry—"
The team members gasped. Fred was nearby and flew over at top speed, finally catching Harry's ankle before he hit the ground.
...
Outside the cave, everyone looked at Wade, waiting for his answer.
Wade calmly said, "You know, when some magical items are created, the creator often imbues them with their own thoughts."
"No wonder that shadowy figure was so evil just now." Michael breathed a sigh of relief, saying, "It must have been infused with evil thoughts by the mysterious… Tom, right?"
The Young Wizards all accepted this explanation, but Lupin gave Wade a deep look.
When he was at school, he and James Potter, among others, had created the Marauder's Map, which could display the real-time locations of everyone in the school. They had also emulated the Four Founders, each imbuing their thoughts into the map.
Therefore, while Michael and the others believed it, Lupin was skeptical, because he also knew what a magical item infused with thoughts looked like.
Fiendfyre burned for a long time, gradually dying down only when there was absolutely nothing left to burn.
They moved the boulder aside and saw that the entire cave had been scorched, not even sparing the spiders in the corners or the grass roots in the cracks of the rocks.
On the cracked, burned stone, the blackened Diadem still rested. Wade was satisfied to see that the extra name on it had disappeared.
Ryan wanted to go in and retrieve the Diadem, but Wade pulled him back.
"Don't go in," Wade said. "There might still be residual flames. Be careful not to burn yourself."
He raised his Wand: "*Accio Diadem!*"
Even if there had originally been an anti-Accio charm on it, it must have been burned away by the Fiendfyre.
So the Diadem immediately flew towards him, and Lupin caught it mid-air.
He turned it over, inspecting the Diadem.
All the magic attached to it had been destroyed; now, all that remained was an ordinary metal object.
Some black, sticky residue still clung to the surface, dried and stuck fast by the intense heat. A rub of the finger made it crumble away like ash.
"*Aguamenti!*"
Wade summoned a stream of water to wash the Diadem clean, then put it back into its box.
"Is this thing still useful?" Lupin asked.
"Not really," Wade said. "But I promised someone that after removing the Dark Magic from it, I'd return it to its original place."
Michael recalled the Diadem revealing some of its true nature under the stream of water earlier and asked, "Wade, don't you think… it looks a bit like the one on the Ravenclaw statue?"
"Perhaps it's Tom's replica," Wade said calmly. "If he also studied at Hogwarts, he might have emulated the Four Founders and created something similar."
Michael nodded.
In the story, Dumbledore only told Harry and his two friends about the Horcrux, but not the members of the Order of the Phoenix who had followed him through thick and thin.
Wade once didn't understand, but being in this world, Wade gradually came to understand his actions.
In the Wizarding World, everyone carries a Wand, which is equivalent to everyone having a gun.
Originally, they would only use it for cleaning, brewing Potions, and defending against harm. But what if someone told them that this "gun" could also kill, and after killing, one could gain eternal life…?
Even if some people could uphold their stance and morality today, how could one know if they wouldn't change in the future?
Even if he himself was disdainful of Voldemort's "resurrection," what if it concerned his parents, lover, or children instead?
So it had nothing to do with trust, nor with character.
Some evil things should remain permanent secrets.
...
After the Horcrux was destroyed, it was equivalent to the club activity being successfully completed.
But they didn't immediately return. At Lupin's invitation, they decided to first rest at his house in Hogsmeade for a while, then go out to explore Hogsmeade in the afternoon, and return to school in the evening.
Lupin's house was in a relatively secluded location, very close to the Shrieking Shack. Because of the local ghost stories, the house had sold for very cheap.
It was a three-story house, plus an attic at the top, looking like a tall, thin enoki mushroom. There was also a fence around it, enclosing a dozen chickens and a goat.
Further away was a rectangular vegetable patch, where lettuce, snow vegetables, tomatoes, strawberries, and more were grown. It was divided by colorful flowers like cornflowers, dahlias, and peonies.
Wizards generally had a habit of self-sufficiency. Lupin hadn't had this opportunity before, but once he had a stable place to settle down, he learned to manage his home properly, just like others.
With the help of magic, planting and raising animals were much simpler than for ordinary people.
Upon entering, there was a spacious living room, where the fire in the fireplace ignited automatically. The coat rack by the door bent down, making it easy for the Young Wizards to hang their coats.
To the side, there was a small door, showing that it led to the kitchen.
"This is really nice, isn't it?" Ryan looked around the room, saying, "It's much more spacious inside than it looks from the outside."
Lupin directed the teapot and cups to fly out of the kitchen, pouring a hot cup of tea for everyone, and then brought out cookies and cake to entertain his young guests.
Michael leaned against the fireplace, looking at the photos on the wall.
There were pictures of Lupin and Harry standing together, of Wade and Harry, and even one of Harry holding a goat.
One photo clearly showed Lupin when he was younger. He had the same gentle smile he did now.
In that photo, there was also a dark-haired boy who looked a lot like Harry, wearing glasses with messy hair—likely Harry Potter's father, James Potter.
Next to him was a short, chubby boy with small, round eyes and a pointy nose, smiling a bit shyly.
His appearance and gaze made Michael instinctively think of a rat.
There was another person in the photo, barely discernible as dark-haired. He was standing very close to James Potter, but his face was obscured.
"Who is this person?" Michael couldn't help but ask.
"Someone unimportant."
Lupin quickly walked over and took that photo off the wall. "I forgot to put this away."
He placed the photo face down on the table, then smiled and asked the others, "What do you all want for lunch?"
While Lupin was in the kitchen, directing pots and pans clanging away as he made lunch, Michael quietly whispered to Wade, "His expression totally changed... he definitely isn't someone unimportant."
"Don't go digging around, you might get an earful."
Theo whispered, "I've heard of that person... Sirius Black, the most notorious Death Eater, and the one who betrayed Harry's father."
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