"Hmm?" Harry picked up the painting that had fallen to the ground, removed the yarn that was tangled around it, and unfolded it.
The painting was quite old, and the corners were beginning to turn yellow. There were three children in the painting, two boys with brown hair and blue eyes, and a girl with long hair.
The two boys looked slightly older and taller. They stood upright in front of the wooden house, showing their white teeth, looking warm and sunny.
The girl had beautiful long curly hair and a shy smile. She wore a light-colored dress and held a small brown book in her hand.
Harry looked at the painting carefully and realized that he had seen one of the boys before. "Hmm?
Darth? "
He moved his glowing wand closer, trying to get a better look. Suddenly, he heard a faint noise coming from outside the wooden house, and he quickly extinguished the light from his wand.
Siris pricked up his ears and jumped down from the sofa. He sniffed the air as he walked towards the door. There was the smell of damp wood, rotten fruits, dried plants, hmm … something was burnt … and there was also the smell of blood …
"Hide!
Harry! "
Siris let out a low growl, biting Harry's cloak and dragging him under the bed.
Harry felt that something was wrong. Not only was Blackie acting strangely, he also had a bad feeling, as if something dangerous was approaching. "The little wizard should trust his instincts. They are quite accurate most of the time." Recalling Ron's usual mutterings, Harry quickly crawled under the bed.
He chose the bed in the middle because there were gaps on the left and right sides, making it easier to escape. Siris lay down beside Harry and pulled his tail in with difficulty. It was a bit too much to squeeze a child and a long-legged dog under such a narrow bed, but it was not impossible.
Time passed by slowly. There was no movement in the room, and it was quiet outside as well. Under the warm bed and the quiet atmosphere, the sleep-deprived Harry's eyelids began to tremble. After five seconds, he was finally defeated by sleepiness.
"Maybe I'm too nervous." Siris sniffed again, and realized that the smell of blood was still there, but it had dissipated a lot.
"Kacha —" The silence of the wooden house was broken by the sudden sound of the door opening.
Someone walked into the wooden house barefooted, revealing half of his calf. It was a man. Sirius was very sure of it, because no woman could have such thick leg hair. It was as if she was wearing a pair of woolen pants.
"Ahem …" The man's intense coughing woke Harry up. The narrow bed made him think that he was in the Dursley's closet for a moment. Aunt Penny's shrill voice of 'Hurry up and fry the eggs' did not sound, but Harry slowly woke up.
Harry heard the sound of crying, and then the sound of a bottle breaking, as if someone had stepped on the bottle on the ground. "Thump —" Something heavy fell to the ground, and the man fell.
He seemed to be so sad that he didn't want to stand up. He just lay on the ground, tears and snot flowing together. "Ah Li Anna … Ah Li Anna …" The man muttered a name. "How could I forget you …"
Suddenly, the man's voice stopped, because he turned his head, facing the direction of the bed, just in time to see two pairs of eyes under the bed, a pair of green shining, the other a pair of gray eyes bright.
Such a terrifying scene almost suffocated the man.
"Goat Guy!"
Fortunately, Harry's shout brought Goat Guy back to his senses. He remembered this voice, and remembered that Harry was the boy who saved him at the inn.
"Why are you here?
Mr. Goat Guy! "
Harry crawled out from under the bed, suddenly feeling that he had seen Goat Guy somewhere before. He looked at the painting in his hand. The boy standing next to Dace, if he was in his thirties, probably looked like Goat Guy.
"This is my home." Goat Guy took the painting from Harry. "Of course I can be here. This is the only place I have left." He took off the handkerchief tied around his left hand, where the cut had healed. Goat Guy planned to return the dirty handkerchief to Harry directly, and did not let it enjoy the treatment of being cleaned and sprayed with perfume.
The two did not talk about werewolves, but Harry knew very well that Goat Guy was a werewolf. His leg where the pitchfork had pierced through had stopped bleeding, but there was still a terrible scar.
Harry frowned, squeezed the handkerchief, and calmly put it in the pocket of his cloak. "Mr. Goat Guy, you know Dace. He is in this painting, standing next to you."
Goat Guy was silent for a moment. "Yes," he said, "I know him, but his name is not Dace."
"That is my brother, Albus, Albus Dumbledore."
He paused for a moment. "That girl is my sister, the dead Allie Anna, the most innocent and kind girl, and I … am not Goat Guy, I am Albus, Albus Dumbledore, a werewolf."
“？”
Goat Guy was a werewolf, it was not difficult to guess, but Harry and Siris were a little confused at the moment. Why would there be a story about Headmaster Dumbledore's family in the collection of Beedle the Poet?
Could it be that they had the same name?
Siris shook his head. The possibility was very small, because Headmaster Dumbledore really did have a younger brother in reality, the grumpy Albus, who ran the Pig's Head Bar in Hogsmeade.
As for whether Headmaster Dumbledore had a younger sister, this was not known. Headmaster Dumbledore had never mentioned it, and neither had Albus' boss.
"Your brother … hmm … but Dace looks very young." Harry scratched his head. "At most, he has just reached adulthood." And you look like you are in your forties.
"My apologies, werewolves look older." Goat Guy coughed. "Ahem, but Albus does look very young."
"That is because he is not a werewolf, and he has some strange little abilities, but the most fundamental reason is that he was the only one who crossed the river and got some trinkets." Goat Guy lowered his head, pinched the painting in his hand, and then carefully smoothed out the wrinkles and rolled it up.
"You know the three brothers, right?
Rumor has it that the three brothers crossed the river and got a gift from Death, but that is actually fake news spread by the village chief to attract tourists — "
"You saved me … I will tell you the truth …"
Goat Guy laid his wounded leg flat, and Harry could see that the terrible scar was slowly healing. "The three brothers were not brothers at first, they did not know each other. They were travelers who arrived at Wonderland Village on the same day, and Albus met one of them when he went out to pick mushrooms. They fought the monster together and then became friends …"
"Later, Albus invited that boy to this house, and I saw him. He had blond hair and an arrogant smile. He could make the sofa in the house fly, and he had the same ability as Albus, or maybe he was even more powerful. He could make the villagers who came looking for trouble forget what they came for, and then go back home slapping themselves in the face …"
Goat Guy frowned. "Albus liked his friend, but I didn't like the blond guy. He was very polite, but when he looked at me and Ali Anna, his eyes were always … full of disdain …"
"He wanted to take Albus to King's City to fulfill their … plan … I didn't know what it was at that time, and they didn't tell me either. I only know that they often muttered something like 'for the greater good' …"
'For the greater good?'
Dog Sirius, who was sitting at the side, pondered. This sentence … Didn't Professor Binns mention it in the history of magic class before?
Sirius regretted it. He should have paid attention in class. If only Remus was here, he would definitely know.
"And then?
Mr. Albus? "Harry sat cross-legged on the ground and listened to the story carefully.
"And then … Albus was very hesitant. He didn't know if he should go with that person, because Ali Anna and I …"
"We were both bitten by a black werewolf outside the village when we were young. I wasn't bitten too deeply, and the time I became a werewolf was very short. Most of the time, I could control my actions. Ali Anna's condition was very serious. She almost lost an arm, and when she was agitated, she would turn into a werewolf and hurt the people around her …"
"So I usually stayed at home to look after Ali Anna, and let Albus go out to bring back food. If he left with his friend, Ali Anna and I would have a difficult life …"
Goat Guy was silent for a while. "Suddenly, one day, Albus didn't come back until very late. I could only go out to look for him. In the end, I found Albus and the blond guy drinking in the tavern, celebrating the successful crossing of the river."
"I asked him what was on the other side of the river. Albus took out a gem, a wooden stick, and a cloak. He said there was no Grim Reaper on the other side of the river, only these three things."
The goat man glanced at Harry's cloak. "Abusi's friend took the wooden stick. Abusi and I returned home, but Arianna was gone. She ran to the village to look for us, but she was bumped into by the other two members of the 'three brothers' …"
"They are complete bastards," Goat Guy gritted his teeth. "What did they do to make Ali Anna emotionally unstable? She revealed part of her werewolf form. The two bastards screamed and called a lot of villagers, and the kind Ali Anna tried her best to control herself to avoid hurting others …"
"They took Ali Anna to the river … and tried to drown her, but they happened to meet that boy …"
"Which boy?" Harry was a little confused.
"The one I said at the beginning, Albus' friend, the blond guy, and the one who took the wooden stick. They are all the same person. Albus only had one friend."
"Did he save Ali Anna?" Harry thought that maybe he didn't succeed. Poor Ali Anna died in the end.
"He did." Harry didn't expect to hear such an answer. He stared at Goat Guy with his eyes wide open. "He … killed everyone except Ali Anna. He used the wooden stick. When Albus and I arrived, we only saw corpses all over the ground. We were scared!"
"He pointed to the corpses on the ground and said, 'If you don't resist, magic creatures will always be regarded as evil and will always be hurt.' He invited Albus to leave with him and go to the capital to overthrow the rule of the human king and build a country where magic creatures are superior to humans …"
"'Then, wouldn't your life and that of your siblings become better and better?
You don't have to hide anymore. 'That's how the boy bewitched Albus. Of course, I couldn't let him do what he wanted. This murderous demon wanted to take my brother away. I thought so … "Goat Guy paused for a moment." So I decided to stop him. "
Harry gulped. "Did you succeed?"
"Huh?
Succeed? "
Goat Guy scratched his head. "That was the stupidest thing I've ever done in my life. There was a flash of white light and pain engulfed me. I fainted. Before I closed my eyes, I saw Albus take out a wooden stick and point it at his only friend. Ali Anna stepped forward to stop him …"
"When I woke up, Albus was holding Ali Anna's body and told me that she had fallen into the river and drowned. But Ali Anna's clothes weren't wet. His lies have always been clumsy …" Goat Guy lowered his head. "I punched Albus' nose and buried Ali Anna."
"Was it that blond boy who killed Ali Anna?
Mr. Goat Guy? "
"I don't know." Goat Guy scratched his head. "I didn't see that scene. From then on, I never saw that boy again. Albus moved to the other side of the river and rarely appeared in the village. His appearance hasn't changed for so many years."
Harry was silent as he digested this story that didn't seem like a fairy tale.
Goat Guy was silent as well. He narrowed his eyes and looked out of the window. The sky was gradually brightening. "Christmas Eve …" He muttered and quickly stood up from the ground with the help of the sofa. Harry found that the wound on his leg had completely healed.
"Where's your uncle?
The one who looks very smart. "Goat Guy remembered that Lupin was with Harry when he came here." Did he 'stay' at the hotel? "
"No, no … He went to look for 'Jumping Pot Old Man'!
He should be back soon! "
Goat Guy shook his head. "That doesn't mean he'll be back soon … Forget it … I'll go with you to look for him. You can't stay here forever. The village chief and the hunters will find you sooner or later. It's just a matter of time."