Harry was unfamiliar with this cottage, or rather, he was unfamiliar with it as it looked now.
But Harry had seen it in another state-as a pile of ruins. He and the Weasley twins had already turned that site into a backup production base.
Yes, a backup.
The main production base had already moved to Weasley Manor. After all, following Voldemort's resurrection, Godric's Hollow was no longer all that safe. At the very least, Harry and the twins could not simply go there whenever they pleased.
Still, although he had never seen the cottage like this, Harry had learned from Sirius and the others what had happened here.
Back then, his parents had been fighting Voldemort alongside the other members of the Order of the Phoenix.
Perhaps because of that prophecy, or perhaps for some other reason, Voldemort had singled out his parents to be killed. And back then, no one Voldemort had marked for death had managed to escape.
His parents had escaped from Voldemort before, but Voldemort had not declared his intention to target them at the time, so that did not count. Now that he had actually said it, all the members of the Order of the Phoenix wanted to protect them.
For wizards, finding someone was easy, but there were just as many ways to hide someone.
What followed was the story everyone knew: the Fidelius Charm and Wormtail's betrayal.
And at the time, his parents had lived here under that protection.
Harry frowned slightly. He knew where this was, but he did not understand why he was here. What had just happened?
He tried to think, only to discover that he seemed to be missing a stretch of memory. He could not recall at all why he had appeared here.
Just then, the man of