Harry returns from Hogwarts Legacy

Chapter 190: Kill the old snotty guy’s arrogance!
Sirius never imagined that he would be captured by a Slytherin woman and sent to his lifelong enemy, the greasy-haired, snotty old bat.

Snape never thought that a student would send one of his greatest enemies in his life, second only to James Potter - Sirius Black, to his office.

God knows how many times Snape woke up in the middle of the night with his teeth gnashing, wanting to ruthlessly deal with these two enemies!
but!

Now, the best opportunity lies before us.

He originally wanted to say something, but he saw that the good student had already left here tactfully.

Ok……

He looked down at Sirius Black again and gave him an even more evil smile.

But just as Sirius was about to shout, he found his stomach suddenly churning and his vision began to spin.

Then, his stomach began to ache violently, and he grimaced in pain.

"Don't pretend, Black." Snape smiled without showing his teeth, and the corners of his smug mouth were almost curled into the Nike logo: "Or are you scared?"

"Woof, woof, woof!" The big black dog rolled on the ground, tumbling and jumping around like a live fish dropped into a frying pan.

"You should know that even if this is the case, I will not let you go. Why bother?" Snape laughed in a villainous way.

However, what Snape did not expect was that the big black dog suddenly stopped struggling. It seemed to have seen through life and lay flat on the floor of his office, with a pair of eyes revealing a loss of hope in life.

Snape instinctively felt that something was wrong, but another instinct of a poisonous enemy drove him to say something.

However, just as he opened his mouth, he heard a "pop" sound.

Ok……

The big black dog ran away.

Snape only managed to maintain his expressionless face for two seconds before he failed. He was first angry, and then... still angry.

"Sirius Black!" he roared angrily, took out his wand, pointed it at the big black dog and cleaned it up with one shot.

Then he quickly put the bottles of potion in his hand back and found two bottles of other colors - they didn't look so bright or shiny, just a very ordinary color - shit yellow.

Just then, Vivi also came to Professor Scamander's small tent.

Pappy was outside playing soccer and looked happy, even though she was alone.

Of course, Newt and Tina are both old and weak, and it’s unlikely that they can play football with Pappy.

Seeing Vivi coming over, Papi stretched out his front leg and the ball was placed at Vivi's feet.

"Come on." Pappy said to Vivi excitedly, "Come and play with us..."

"There's something urgent, Pappy." Vivi's expression was a little anxious. She walked quickly to Pappy's side and whispered, "I picked up a big black dog on the side of the road. It looked very similar to the one that sat next to you during the Quidditch game. His mental state was not very good, so I sent him to Professor Snape's Potions Office...but I didn't expect that this big black dog seemed to have a grudge against Professor Snape..."

"What?!" Pappy jumped on the spot and said anxiously, "Oh no, it's bad, Snape is the worst. What if he uses my black dog friend as a potion ingredient... Oh my God!"

Although she didn't know the big black dog's true identity, she occasionally went to bring food to the big black dog recently. If it was taken away by Professor Sprout and others, perhaps Pappy wouldn't say anything, but the problem was that the person who took the big black dog away was Snape.

What good could happen if it fell into Snape's hands?
What's more, the two of them have a grudge...

Pabbie was really scared. What if the big black dog was killed by Snape?
"Yes." Weiwei also agreed, "That's terrible, we should go and save him - don't forget, you are the school director -"

"right!"

After being reminded by Vivi, Papi also remembered his identity as a school director.

She raised her head and said happily, "Yes, I am the school director - why would I be afraid of that old bat?! Come with me to rescue that big black dog!"

After saying that, she spread out her horse's hooves and rushed towards Hogwarts Castle without stopping.

Weiwei followed slowly behind, seemingly in no hurry.

Pappy ran all the way to the door of Professor Snape's office. Without saying a word, she stood up and kicked the door of the office with her front legs.

The office door couldn't withstand Papi's attack and fell to the ground with a loud bang.

In the dean's office, Snape, who had just finished feeding medicine to the big black dog, raised his head, and a hint of surprise flashed in his dark eyes.

What is this unicorn school director doing here?
Before Snape could say anything, the school director lady at the door suddenly spoke.

"Hey! Professor Snape!" Pappy shouted at the door, "Your days of doing evil are over. Hand over the big black dog!"

"You're a step too late," Snape said, looking up sinisterly, "I've already given him the gastric lavage medicine to drink - although it doesn't taste very good, I still doubt Gryffindor's IQ. What kind of brain can make him eat spider venom glands and berries together?"

"Huh?" Pappy was stunned.

"Do you want me to continue?" Snape said coldly: "This Mr. Black Dog - perhaps I should call him Black, he got a gluttonous problem and got a stomachache in the Forbidden Forest - so I have to act as a veterinarian temporarily, that's the situation, Miss Director."

"Blake?" Pappy was stunned again.

Of course she knew Black. When she was in school, the headmaster of Hogwarts was named Black.

Yes, the headmaster that everyone "likes" so much, Mr. Phineas Black.

"Oh..." Snape said in a long voice, looking down at the big black dog lying on the ground with despair, "So you are still hiding your identity and dare not even reveal your identity to your new friends. Why do I feel that your Animagus should be exchanged with Peter Pettigrew, and you should be a mouse..."

When the big black dog heard Peter's name, there was a light in his eyes.

There was a fierce light in his eyes, and he howled weakly and fiercely. He had no doubt that if Peter appeared in front of him, he would be torn into pieces.

"Look, you're still so energetic." Snape pulled a forced smile at the corner of his mouth: "Just like you urinated and defecated in my office just now - God, I can't believe that Sirius Black, who was once a big shot in school, has actually turned into a dog now..."

"You said, he is Sirius Black?" Pappy asked, "Is he the Sirius Black that Harry has been looking for? A friend of his father James Potter?"

Sirius turned around and called out to Pabbie twice.

Seeing Sirius's anxious look, Pabbie felt a little bit unacceptable.

This big black dog?

Is he Harry's godfather?

Oh my god...his godfather actually...eats mice and spiders alive...

For a moment, Pabbie wished he had never seen that scene.

"Is he trapped in his Animagus form too?" Pabbie asked again.

"Oh, no," said Snape leisurely, "it's just the ropes around his front paws that prevent him from changing back into human form."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lupin appeared with a thump and stumbled to Sirius' side.

Without saying a word, he reached out and untied the ropes that bound Sirius' front paws.

For a moment, Sirius suddenly stood up and turned into a sloppy, skinny middle-aged man.

"Lemmy?" he asked incredulously.

"Padfoot!" Lupin didn't mind the dirt on Sirius at all, and hugged him in his arms: "Oh my God, oh my God, it's been twelve years! You are finally back--"

"Don't worry about me, Lemmy!" Sirius yelled, "Hurry up and catch the traitor Peter! He was turned into a mouse in the hands of the youngest son of the Weasley family! I saw it in the Daily Prophet! The mouse's front paw is missing a finger!"

"Look, what a touching friendship." Snape stood far behind: "I'm about to vomit..."

"Shut up, Snotlout!" Sirius cursed weakly over his shoulder.

Snape curled his lips and fought back mercilessly.

"Oh, it seems that this black dog has completely forgotten that I saved his life just now. Now he even has time to bark at his savior. People say that dogs are loyal, but it seems to me that this is not entirely true. Just like the black dog in front of me, he is an ungrateful beast..."

Pappy looked at the three middle-aged men in front of him in astonishment - he always felt that there was a sense of déjà vu of three old men performing a play in front of him.

"What happened just now?" Professor Lupin asked, keenly grasping the key point of Snape's long and difficult sarcastic sentence.

Snape muttered.

"Yes, let him tell us what he ate."

"What did you eat?" Lupin looked down at Sirius with concern: "Mate -"

"The most urgent thing now is to catch that bastard Peter!" Sirius said tremblingly, "I have waited for this day for too long! Twelve years! In Azkaban!"

"He's been brought to justice." Lupin sighed and said, "Just the night before yesterday, after you were bitten by the Sphinx, Harry took our Marauder's Map and caught Peter Pettigrew, who had turned into a rat..."

Sirius froze.

Then he smiled with some relief.

"Hahaha, it's Harry." He covered his face and laughed happily: "Oh my God, he's really good, isn't he? Just as outstanding as his father--"

"I really hope you are not blind." Snape said coldly, "If you have ever come into contact with Pott, you will find that he has nothing in common with his fat-headed father..."

Pabbie opened her mouth and wanted to defend Harry, but suddenly realized that Snape was not scolding Harry, but Harry's father, James Potter.

That has nothing to do with her, she thought.

Lupin was telling Sirius what had happened in a disjointed manner, and Sirius listened quietly without saying a word.

"Well, if you two old people want to reminisce about the past, I suggest you go to the headmaster's office as soon as possible." Snape said coldly: "The Potions Office is not the place for you to have a passionate time, understand?"

"Let's go." Lupin patted Sirius on the shoulder and said, "Professor Dumbledore is waiting for us in the headmaster's office..."

Before he could finish his words, Sirius's expression changed.

Without saying a word, he ran out of Snape's office, holding his stomach.

Lupin was a little stunned. He looked back at Snape suspiciously, feeling that the old Snotlout seemed to have added something to Sirius's potion - just like the wolfsbane potion he made for him always smelled like shit.

Snape gave a mysterious smile and pointed at the door of his office.

"Let's go, Professor Lupin." Pappy said on the side: "Oh my God, I never thought that the big black dog was actually Harry's godfather Black... How did you know he was here?"

"Miss Grindelwald told me," Lupin said with a smile.

"So that's how it is." Pappy nodded in understanding and said to Lupin with a smile, "Ah, Vivi is the best. I'm not surprised if she told you that."

After a while, Sirius came out of the bathroom weakly.

He looked extremely weak. As the saying goes, even a strong man cannot withstand three diarrheas. He now had some understanding of this.

Now he was somewhat regretful - if he had known that spider venom sacs were not edible, he would not have eaten them. It was all his fault that he did not know that the thing was a venom sac at the time. He thought that thing was sweet, as dense and mellow as hot cocoa...

"How are you, Padfoot?" Lupin asked with concern, and stepped forward to support Sirius.

"It's okay, at least I'm not going to die." Sirius sighed and looked up at Lupin.

"So what happened to you? Why did Snotlout say he saved you?" Lupin asked curiously.

Sirius sighed again.

"It's all the fault of a damn Slytherin woman! The one who's always around Harry!"

Pappy and Lupin looked at each other and asked curiously, "Slytherin woman? Which one?"

Sirius was stunned for a moment.

Which one? !

Is there someone else beside Harry... Oh yes, it seems there are indeed two.

"That woman who always likes to smile." Sirius muttered, "She is not a good person at first glance - God, I sincerely suggest you, old friend, when we meet Harry, you must tell him that this woman is not a good person, and you must keep him away from her..."

"It was Vivi who notified us to come here to rescue you." Pappy said to Sirius, "She said she saw you on the road and that you were not in a good condition, so she sent you to Professor Snape and asked him to give you some medicine..."

"She definitely knows something!" Sirius closed his eyes in sorrow. "Oh my god, Snotlout's potion is full of oil. I really suspect that he dropped some hair oil into it when he was brewing the potion..."

"So what's wrong with you?" Lupin asked curiously.

"Oh." Sirius was a little embarrassed: "In the morning, I caught an eight-eyed giant spider. The venom sac looked delicious, so I ate it together with the snake berries..."

Lupin and Pappy looked at each other with indescribable expressions.

Pabbie actually felt a little guilty because she was the one who found the snakeberry for Sirius.

"It seems that Vivi is really saving you, Padfoot." Lupin persuaded earnestly: "I think you still have prejudices against Slytherin. Although your family members are a bit extreme, Miss Grindelwald is different. If you get in touch with her carefully, you will find that she is actually..."

"Not a good thing either," said Sirius quickly.

"You are biased, Padfoot." Lupin sighed and said, "But she saved you anyway."

Sirius felt a little depressed and he didn't know what to say.

I wanted to tell the truth and say that when Miss Grindelwald and Harry were having an intimate contact, they were interrupted by him barking a few times from behind like a single dog?

Isn't that appropriate?

If you put it this way, it becomes a bit unreasonable.

"Be obedient, Padfoot." Lupin coaxed him, "Listen to me, and thank Miss Grindelwald when you see her later, okay? After all, Harry has a good relationship with her..."

Sirius sniffed and decided to listen to Lupin's advice.

But he also felt it necessary to make Harry realize the evil nature of that bad woman!

"Also, I want to thank you, Miss Pappy." Sirius turned his head and said to Pappy, "You really worked hard during that time. You helped me get a lot of food supplies from outside, which saved me from the pain of hunger..."

"It's nothing, Mr. Black." Pappy nodded and said, "You are Harry's godfather, I know how much you love him - my God, you even ate mice for him... I can't do that."

"Haha..." Sirius scratched the back of his head and laughed innocently: "Do you know Harry too?"

"We are friends." Pappy thought for a moment and added, "Extremely good friends."

"So that's how it is. I had thought about introducing you to Harry before." Sirius said with a smile.

"But I want to apologize to you, Mr. Black." Pappy said sullenly, "I didn't know about snakeberry... Oh my God, I'm in trouble..."

"Oh, it's okay." Sirius said with a smile: "It's my fault, I shouldn't be greedy-"

While speaking, Sirius thought that Pabbie, the unicorn, was pretty good.

If only she were a human, Sirius thought to himself. If she were a human, she would be the best match for Harry, so gentle, so innocent...

She is so much better than those evil women in Slytherin! I had a great time chatting and laughing with her...

They talked and laughed all the way, and soon arrived at the principal's office.

Sirius had sharp eyes and he spotted the bad Slytherin woman standing behind Harry at first sight.

His eyelids twitched.

Wicked witch of Slytherin! Keep your hands off my godson!

But he didn't say this after all, because it seemed a bit "ungrateful".

Everyone thought that it was this bad woman who saved him, but Sirius would never believe that this Slytherin woman had such a kind heart.

She definitely bears a grudge against me! Sirius thought viciously in his heart.

Vivi also noticed the look in Sirius' eyes, and she smiled meaningfully at him.

The meaning is clear - if you disturb the good times between me and your godson again, just wait and see.

Sirius took a deep breath and decided to look away.

He didn't actually hold a grudge against Vivi for wanting to harm him or anything like that, he just felt that having a huge shit (literally) in front of Snotlout was a little unacceptable.

If James knew this, he would laugh at me to death!
He looked at Harry.

Harry was so easy to spot, he stood out in the crowd like a firefly in the dark.

The scar on his forehead, the messy hair, and the half liquorice wand sticking out of his pocket all betrayed him - of course, what made Sirius determined at first sight was Harry's face that was almost exactly like James'.

Only the eyes are different.

"Harry?" He walked forward tremblingly, feeling a little reserved and a little shrinking.

He suddenly felt a little regretful. If he had taken a shower before coming to the principal's office, would he have felt better? Instead of looking like a homeless person now.

Will Harry dislike me for this?

As I was thinking this, I found that someone had already jumped into my arms.

"Sirius!" Harry hugged Sirius: "Oh my God, I can't believe this is true--"

Harry was certainly not acting, in fact he was truly touched by Sirius's willingness to escape from prison and come to Hogwarts to protect him.

There are not many people in this world who can truly be kind to someone, at least that's what Harry thinks. What's more, Sirius is a good friend of his parents and his godfather.

Even the legendary wizards from a hundred years ago had an extreme desire for family affection.

"Harry," Pappy said at the right moment, "Mr. Black really loves you - my God, he even eats mice for you, just think about it..."

"Eat mice?" Harry looked at Sirius suspiciously.

Sirius turned his face away embarrassedly, raised his head to look at the ceiling of the headmaster's office and said, "Oh, it's just that I haven't eaten for a while, and I ate some mice in the forest. It's not a big deal."

"And he ate spider venom glands at noon today." Weiwei said with a smile in the back: "If I hadn't discovered it in time and sent him to Professor Snape's office, I'm afraid he would have been poisoned to death."

It would have been fine if he hadn't mentioned this, but as soon as he mentioned it, Sirius's face turned a little dark.

Lupin cleared his throat at the right moment.

"Cough cough cough..."

"Do you have a cold, Professor?" Vivi asked leisurely.

"Thank you, Miss Grindelwald." Sirius said very awkwardly, "Thank you for saving my life."

"You're welcome, Mr. Black." Vivi said with a smile, "Harry is also my good friend, and his godfather is also me...someone I recognize. This is what I should do."

You mean to say that his godfather is also your godfather, right? You mean to say that, right? !
Sirius gritted his teeth in his heart, but he still had to put on a happy smile on his face.

God, he felt a little sad now. If Harry really fell into the hands of this evil woman...

OK.

Fork, I'm sorry!
Sirius woofed and cried in his heart.

"You should thank Miss Grindelwald for saving your life."

A sinister figure not far away said in a sarcastic tone. When Sirius looked up, he only saw a piece of floating black kelp.

"You should wash your hair, you old snot." Sirius retorted.

Who would have thought that Snape was not angry at all, and was even in the mood to fight back.

"Oh, this is the Gryffindor glory you are so proud of, right?" He retorted calmly, "Is this how you thank your savior? I really hope you can learn from your godson and let him teach you what is politeness."

"Okay, Severus, Sirius." Dumbledore spoke at the right time to stop the verbal battle between the two old enemies: "I am glad that you can clear the name, Sirius--"

"Thank you, Professor Dumbledore." Sirius said, straightening his back, and then greeted several professors: "Nice to meet you, Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, Professor Sprout."

The three professors also smiled and nodded at Sirius, especially Professor McGonagall. She was really happy to see Sirius standing here intact.

"The Daily Prophet once told me that when we find you, they want to conduct an exclusive interview with you." Professor Dumbledore continued, "They want to interview you about your mental journey over the years and why you suddenly had the idea to temporarily change the secret keeper..."

"This is indeed my negligence." Sirius whispered, "It's my fault. I shouldn't have made such a suggestion."

"Oh, that's nothing," said Professor Dumbledore. "Since it's over, there's nothing to say - now that Peter has been brought to justice, what are your plans?"

"Dumbledore!" the portrait of Phineas Black called out from behind. "We agreed, we promised, that my good great-grandson would stay at Hogwarts..."

Hearing Phineas' words, Snape showed a look of extreme disgust.

"Let this black dog Black be a professor?" Snape looked at Sirius: "Okay, are you going to let all the students in the school get infected with the bad habit of barking at everyone they meet?"

In fact, Sirius originally wanted to reject this proposal, after all, he was used to being free.

But since this proposal made the old Snotlout dissatisfied, Sirius felt that he had to stay in school for a while no matter what, if for no other reason than to put down the old Snotlout's arrogance!
He ignored Snape and was about to agree, but suddenly felt something was wrong.

"That's not right, my dear great-grandfather." Sirius looked at Phineas's portrait suspiciously: "Don't you think I'm a traitor to Black? Why do you suddenly think I'm your good great-grandson now?"

"Because your godson is Harry Potter!" Phineas said with his head held high, as if this was an extremely glorious thing - something that could make the Black family's ancestral graves glow green.

It should be said that ever since Phineas knew that Harry Potter's godfather was his great-grandson, he felt that his face had suddenly expanded countless times.

In any case, he admitted that Harry's outstanding contribution to suppressing the goblin rebellion and destroying the Fire Ash Snake Party was indelible.

Now the most useless descendant of the Black family, Sirius, who defected to Gryffindor, has actually kidnapped the legendary wizard Harry as his godson. This is...

Is this part of your plan, too? Great great-grandchild?

"Oh, this is indeed what I consider an honor." Sirius patted his clothes with a smile.

He turned around again and wanted to pat Harry's shoulder, but suddenly retracted his hand.

He was so dirty that Sirius was afraid he would soil his godson's clothes.

"Then you will temporarily serve as the assistant teacher of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class." Professor Dumbledore quickly found a job suitable for Sirius.

It should be said that this position did need someone, and Dumbledore did not just randomly put someone in there - because for reasons that very few people knew, Lupin was always unwell for a few days every month and needed to take leave, so Sirius had to take over.

"Black and Lupin really are birds of a feather." Snape muttered to the side.

In any case, it was inevitable that Black would become the assistant teacher of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Even if Snape wanted to object, he had no reason to.

After all, Blake is no longer a fugitive, but has transformed into a hero who is willing to risk his life for his friends.

Let's find another opportunity, Snape thought to himself, but he still felt a little regretful because he couldn't secretly hint to his classmates in class that Lupin was a werewolf.

But it doesn’t matter, there is still a long time to come, he thought to himself.

"Well, I think you need to go back and reminisce about the past, or take a hot bath." Dumbledore said with a smile, "After all, it's not easy to wander around outside, Sirius. As the headmaster of Hogwarts, I'm glad that you can clear your name and return to live under the sun. But more than ten years in prison may have made you lose touch with life. You should adapt to life outside during this period of time."

"Yes, Professor," Sirius said cheerfully.

He planned to go back to the abandoned classroom on the second floor to sleep because he always stayed there when he had nothing to do.

After applying to Dumbledore, the headmaster readily agreed to his request.

After leaving the headmaster's office, Sirius spoke a few words to Harry mysteriously, then left with Lupin.

Harry originally wanted to talk to Sirius about his father James, but he also knew that Sirius needed to take care of his personal hygiene, eat something, and go to the school hospital to see Madam Pomfrey.

"Thank you, Vivi." Harry said to Vivi gratefully, "If it weren't for you, my godfather might have died..."

"Oh, it's nothing." Vivi smiled faintly and looked down at Harry: "So, this is how you thank me? Not even a hug?"

"Is this okay?" Harry looked up at Vivi hesitantly.

Weiwei reached out and ruffled Harry's messy hair: "You just hugged your godfather whom you have never met. Are you reluctant to give a hug to your old friend?"

Hmm... Harry thought about it and it seemed to be true.

Besides, it’s not like I haven’t hugged him before when I was replenishing my magic.

Thinking of this, Harry opened his arms and hugged Vivi.

Very soft and moist.

"Thank you, Vivi." Harry felt a little intoxicated and didn't want to leave this soft and warm embrace.

"Good boy." Vivi leaned over and kissed Harry gently on the cheek.

When Harry returned to his dormitories, he was still thinking about the kiss.

Oh my god, Vivi is so nice——

If Harry hadn't been thinking about eating more, he might have been immersed in Vivi's sweet kiss.

"You're back?" Ron said with a smile, "Oh my God, look at your smile, could it be that - no, there are lipstick marks on your face!"

He said, pointing at Harry's cheek.

"Is there any need to ask?" Ginny said, "It must have been Miss Grindelwald who kissed you, right? I remember she liked you very much, and even sat on the Gryffindor bench as a Slytherin - tell me, how far have you progressed?"

"Don't talk nonsense." Harry wiped his face hastily. "Ahem, it was just an accident. Um - by the way, I found my godfather, Sirius. He will become the assistant teacher of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class."

"Cool!" Ron's thoughts were indeed led astray, and he said happily: "Then when Professor Lupin has something to do in the future, we don't have to look at the old bat's face--"

Before saying this, Ron looked around vigilantly.

Fortunately, this is the Gryffindor common room and Snape is not present.

If there is, that's a bad dish.

"However," Harry said to Ron, "I don't think Professor Snape is too happy, because Sirius... and my father have a good relationship."

"I know!" Ron slapped his thigh and said, "Sirius was also involved in hanging Professor Snape upside down to look at his underwear, right? Or maybe - Professor Lupin was also involved, so he targeted them like this!"

(If you think Harry shouldn't think this way, go to @jk_rowling on X to argue with him)
"But I still think this behavior is not right." Harry shrugged.

"Why?" said Ron, biting his liquorice wand.

"My mother's memory told me that my father--" Harry said this and stopped talking.

If it was just because of this, Harry would not be so emo - but the Peter incident clearly confirmed one thing, that is, his father was indeed as arrogant as Snape said, otherwise he would not have rejected Dumbledore as the secret keeper and chosen someone else.

"No one is perfect, Harry." Ron didn't take it seriously at all. "Think about it this way. Memory is selective, and so is your mother - you only saw a fragment... Think about it this way, Harry, if your son didn't know about what happened between you and the You-Know-Who, and saw several memories - the first one was you using the Cruciatus Curse on him, the second one was using the Killing Curse on Quirrell, and the third one was using the Killing Curse on Voldemort - what kind of person do you think your son would think of you?"

You know what, Harry thinks what Ron said makes sense...

"If you put it that way..." Harry's eyes lit up.

"Yes, buddy." Ron advised Harry earnestly, "So I suggest you seek confirmation from many sources, such as asking professors, Mr. Black, and Professor Lupin, his two closest friends, and asking what kind of person your father is - only by seeking confirmation from many sources can you get a three-dimensional image, buddy."

"What are you talking about?"

Hermione came down carrying Jack and asked them both with a grin.

"We're talking about Harry's father," Ron answered truthfully. "I suggest that Harry should not stop at Professor Snape's description. For example, he should ask Professor Lupin and Mr. Black, two of Mr. Potter's close friends. What do you think, Hermione?"

"I think Ron is right, Harry." Hermione also nodded and said, "The image of a person is a circle, not a straight line with only two ends."

"Okay." Harry nodded, acknowledging his friends' words.

After spending the night in the common room, Harry yawned, closed the book he borrowed from the library, and walked back to his dormitory.

He still found nothing, there was no antidote for the dark magic curse.

But come to think of it, if it could be found so easily, then there would be no problem with curses in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Harry was woken up early the next morning by something hitting him.

Hedwig and a couple of owls came with a long package and smashed the stuff in his face.

"Oh yeah!" Harry opened his eyes. "I wish you could throw more accurately, Hedwig, so I could get a new nose!"

Hedwig chirped twice and flapped her wings.

"What's wrong?" Ron opened his sleepy eyes, stood up and asked.

"The package," Harry said simply, "just hit me in the face."

Ron immediately climbed out of bed.

Opening presents is a must-go, must-savour experience.

"Cool, what is this?" Ron asked with a smile, "I think... it looks like a flying broom, what do you think?"

"do not know."

Harry replied, tearing open the package and a beautiful, glittering broomstick rolled onto his bed.

"Absolutely awesome!"

Ron cried out in shock and jumped out of bed to get a closer look.

His hand shook as he touched the perfect broom handle.

"I can't believe it," he said hoarsely.

It was a Firebolt, the lifelong dream of all wizards who loved Quidditch and flying.

To ordinary Muggles, this broom is like a Lamborghini and a Ferrari.

Yes, in this era, there was no Koenigsegg, and Bugatti had not yet been revived by Volkswagen.

Harry picked up the Firebolt, and it really was gleaming like a brilliant jewel—he could even feel it trembling, as if it was eager to be piloted into the sky by Harry.

But this was in the dormitory, and he couldn't just ride on him like that, so he let go.

What Harry didn't expect was that the Firebolt was actually suspended in mid-air without any support, and the height from the ground was just right for him to ride on it.

What a perfect masterpiece, Harry couldn't help but exclaim, his eyes moving from the golden serial number on the top of the flying broom to the completely smooth, streamlined tip of the broom.

"Who gave it to you?" Ron asked quietly.

"I don't know," Harry shrugged.

Ron tore open the Firebolt's wrapper.

"Oh, it's your godfather." Ron said with a smile: "Look, there is Black's signature - I know the Black family is also a pure-blood family, and they are very rich, but a Firebolt like this is indeed worth a lot of money..."

"This is too expensive..." Harry sighed, "Maybe I should ask Sirius to return this broom..."

"There's nothing we can do about it, Harry," Ron said regretfully. "Once sold, it's not returnable or exchangeable—unless there's a performance problem with it, but you know that's impossible."

"But it's such a waste of money..." Harry said, shaking his head.

"But this is also his good intention, Harry." Ron advised: "Don't hurt your godfather's kindness..."

"Ah."

Harry stroked his broom; he couldn't wait to go out for a ride -

"But." He suddenly thought of something: "Aha, now that I have a new broom, I can give you my Nimbus 2000, Ron."

Ron seemed to have heard something unbelievable, and quickly stretched out his hands and shook Harry's shoulders: "Is this true? Harry? Is this true?"

He was actually a little hesitant to accept such an expensive item - but the broom, it was a flying broom...

And it's a Nimbus 2000...

"Of course it's true." Harry said with a smile, "I can't ride two brooms, can I?"

Ron was instantly overwhelmed by the huge surprise. He was speechless for a long time. When he recovered, he shook his head and said, "Oh my God, I even have the urge to call you Godfather..."

Harry couldn't help but burst out laughing when he heard Ron's funny words.

He pulled the box containing the Nimbus 2000 from under the bed and pushed it in front of Ron.

"Remember this, Ron." Harry patted the box and said, "I'm giving you this year's Christmas present in advance - don't ask me why I didn't give you a present at Christmas."

"Thank you, Harry," said Ron, deeply moved.

At breakfast time, he came to the Great Hall happily, with the Firebolt in his hand.

"Oh my God, Potter!" The classmates gathered around him. "What is this - what kind of broom is this?"

"Firebolt." Harry smiled and suspended the Firebolt aside.

"Blood fucking hell!" The Weasley twins cursed Ron in unison: "Merlin, this is actually a Firebolt--"

Harry was happily showing off his Firebolt, while Vivi, who was standing beside him, wrinkled her nose and cursed him as a prodigal son in her heart.

but……

If I had known that I could make Harry so happy, I would have bought him a Firebolt a long time ago...

Weiwei was thinking in her heart.

But she thought of the empty vault that Gellert had moved to...

There was a snapping sound from her hand and the spoon broke.

Cassandra continued to eat her breakfast calmly, but she was thinking about the first time she gave Harry a flying broomstick.

Harry was just as happy as he is now, jumping for joy to show off the broom to his friends Gareth and the others...

Cassandra's expression softened at the thought.

I'll go back to my vault during the Christmas holidays and have a look, she thought.

It's time to give her the gift I bought for Harry, this Christmas.

Harry didn't look towards the Slytherins, but instead looked up at the staff table.

Sirius, who had changed his clothes, sat in the faculty seat. Although he looked thin, his elegant demeanor could still be seen.

Noticing Harry's gaze, Sirius smiled slightly and raised the cup in his hand towards Harry.

Harry smiled back at him.

When the get out of class was over at noon that day, Harry found Sirius and thanked him.

"That's nothing, Harry." Sirius said with a smile, "You are the most outstanding Quidditch player - I wanted to buy a good broom for James, but unfortunately I was not the head of the Black family at that time. Now I finally -"

"Finally became the head of the Black family?" Ron asked tentatively.

"Finally, they were all worn out to death." Sirius said happily, "I even told my mother's portrait about it - she was furious, and the whole Black house was echoing with her angry insults."

Ron leaned back tactically, in awe.

Filial piety, so filial!
"You should know what kind of people those Black guys are who have engraved their family motto as 'Forever Pure'." Sirius looked at Hermione and said to her, "Miss Granger, right? Moony told me about you. He said you are the smartest little witch he has ever seen."

"Moon Face?" Hermione asked curiously.

"Oh, Moony is his nickname." Sirius said without hesitation: "We all had nicknames in the past, for example, James was Prongs, I was Padfoot, Peter..."

When he came to Peter, he suddenly stopped talking.

Everyone was sensible enough not to ask any further questions.

"I heard that you got the map?" Sirius asked with a smile, "Marauder's Map - right? I heard that you found the traitor through the Marauder's Map."

"Yes," Harry replied. "At first I thought Peter was a senior classmate, but he turned out to be Ron's mouse - and he always slept with him..."

Ron looked horrified, shaking his hands and shaking his head.

"Merlin, Harry, stop it, stop it..."

"Hahaha." Sirius laughed happily: "No one would have thought that he would turn into a mouse and hide for twelve years - but have you shown this map to the old Snotlout?"

"Old Snotlout?" Hermione and Ron looked at each other.

"Oh, it's the nickname James gave to Snape." Sirius was even beaming with joy when he mentioned James: "He doesn't like this nickname, but we don't care - if you show him the map, it will scold him. We made it for him - how about it, are you interested in joining me to put an end to the arrogance of the old snot?"

(Ask for monthly ticket)

(Progress 20000/50000)

(End of this chapter)