The King of Flags at Hogwarts

"Hehehehehe..."

The little girl's sweet laughter should have been delightful, but Sirius heard it as if he were hearing the devil laughing wildly.

"Such a big dog, enough for a meal!"

Bobby slurped his saliva. "It's been so long since I've had dog meat. I'll have Harry and Severus Snape come along later. Dog meat hot pot? Yes, dog meat hot pot!"

First, cut off a leg to make soup, then put the slices of meat into the pot one by one to cook in the broth. I heard that in China, they cut the donkey meat while it's still alive? Maybe I can try that today! Harry and Snape will definitely love it.

Bobbitt deliberately called Snape by his full name, just to see Sirius's reaction.

She carefully observed Sirius's eyes and saw that they were full of fear, but there was also a hint of expectation in the fear, and a hint of resentment in the expectation.

That was absolutely brilliant! To be able to convey so many emotions through a dog's eyes—it would be a waste of your acting skills if you didn't go into movies, Blake!

Chapter 76 Green Dog

Bobby lit a fire, poured water into a pot, and prepared to cook.

Sirius Black lay sprawled on the ground, trembling.

Just now, this little girl who looks exactly like Lily lost control of her body with just a casual tap.

Is she really planning to eat herself? Look! She's already sharpening her knife!

No, I'm not reconciled! I haven't even seen Harry yet, and that damned Peter hasn't been brought to justice! I'm not reconciled!

All that grief and indignation could utter from the dog's mouth were two feeble "woof, ooh..."

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Just as Bobby was scaring Blake here.

In the living room of the Evans mansion, a figure suddenly appeared silently.

Judging from her figure and appearance, it's Poppy!?

Bobby glanced around the living room first, then walked upstairs as naturally as if she were back in her own home.

She went to the room at the far end of the second floor and knocked on the door: "Papa Snape!"

"Hold on!"

The door opened, and Snape asked with a smile, "What is it, Bobby?"

“Well,” Poppy said, raising her hand to show Snape her wrist, “I’ve been wearing this binder for a long time, and it’s starting to itch, so I’d like to take it off and wash it.”

But I'm afraid Morgana might take advantage of my weakness, so I wanted to ask Father Snape if he could make an antidote to help me control the leakage of magic.

Snape asked curiously, "You can make this kind of potion yourself in no time, why don't you make it yourself?"

Bobby remained expressionless, shook his head, and said, "As you know, I've been studying alchemy lately, I don't have time for that."

Snape chuckled indulgently, "Does running around the ranch count as researching alchemy? Alright, alright, go have fun. Come back for the medicine tomorrow night."

"Bobby" smiled and waved, and the phantom moved away silently.

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Bobby had already sharpened her knife. She looked amusedly at Blake, who was lying on the ground barking helplessly, and muttered to herself, "This dog is big, but it looks so thin..."

Blake nodded frantically: Yes, yes, I'm too skinny, I don't have much meat on me, I don't taste good!

However, what came out of his mouth was: "Woof, woof, woof..."

"But it's alright, the soup made with dog bones is also excellent. Why don't we slice some other meat first?"

To Sirius's horrified gaze, Bobby pulled a huge object from his chest and slammed it to the ground with a thud.

When he looked closely, he realized it was the carcass of a Peruvian venomous fanged dragon!

This was naturally a new shipment from Bobby; the previous stock had already been used up back at Mount Olympus, so she made a special trip to Peru afterward.

But for some reason, the group of venomous dragons changed their habitat, causing her to search for them for a long time throughout the entire mountain range.

Maybe we could try getting a Norwegian Spinosaurus or a white-eyed dinosaur later? A change of pace, perhaps! We shouldn't keep chasing the same sheep.

Then Bobby pulled out a sword that looked like a sickle. Sirius didn't recognize the sword, otherwise he would have been even more shocked.

This sword has a name, Hepar. Although it's called a sword, it's more like a scimitar. It was once lent to the hero Perseus by Hermes, one of the twelve Greek gods, to cut off Medusa's head.

This sword is famous; Hermes even used it to behead the hundred-eyed giant Argos.

But now, this divine sword is nothing more than a kitchen knife that Poppy finds more convenient.

Remove the meat, scale it, wash it with magic potion, and put it in a pot.

Bobby's movements were incredibly practiced, as if he had rehearsed them a thousand times, leaving Blake stunned. Perhaps he would have to go through the same process himself later.

Bobby put the pot lid on, sat on the grass, hugged his knees, and softly hummed a lullaby that Sirius had never heard before.

The melody was beautiful, and although he couldn't understand the lyrics, he could feel the beauty of the language.

Bobby was humming "Blue and White Porcelain." She was only humming because so much time had passed and she had forgotten many of the lyrics.

If it weren't for the fact that he was about to get stabbed, Sirius would actually quite like this atmosphere.

A beautiful young girl, a melodious singing voice, and a large pot that constantly emits fragrant aromas.

"Alright!" Bobby stood up. "This pot of meat is almost ready!"

“So…” Her emerald almond eyes looked at Sirius Black. Mr. Black smiled bitterly to himself: He had harmed Lily’s family, and now a girl who looked just like Lily wanted to eat him. Was this retribution?

"Well then, Mr. Sirius Black, let me formally introduce myself. I am the cousin of your godson Harry Potter and the niece of your friend Lily Evans."

The youngest recipient of the Order of Merlin, Second Class; Master of Gringotts; Grand Master of the Ant Merchant Guild; Executive Director of the Potions Society of England; one of the most outstanding users of the Levitation Charm in the 20th century; a dragon slayer; goddaughter of the three Heads of Hogwarts; a disciple of Albus Dumbledore; successor to Gellert Grindelwald; the first Animagus shapeshifter in modern times; the first dual Animagus shapeshifter; the first shapeshifter to possess both Animagus and Disguise Magus abilities; a great prophet; a fantastic beast gourmet; Bobby Evans.

With a light tap of her finger, she released Sirius from his restraints and simultaneously dispelled Black's Animagus transformation, restoring him to human form. "Nice to meet you. Consider this pot of dragon meat my greeting gift."

Although there were strange and dangerous things mixed in with this long list of titles, Sirius was clearly unaware of them; he was simply stunned.

He was extremely dirty at that moment, covered in unknown filth.

His hair fell to his eyes, his gray eyes were dull and lifeless, his sallow skin covered his bones, and a mouthful of yellow teeth protruded from his lips. He looked just like the skeletons that Bobby had killed last night.

Sirius stammered, "You...you know me?"

"Huh? Didn't I make myself clear?" Bobby chuckled and cast a powerful cleansing spell on Black, instantly cleaning him up and making him look much more refreshed. "I'm the great prophet, the great prophet now famous throughout the entire British magical world."

She opened the pot lid, and an incredibly tempting aroma of meat wafted into Sirius's nostrils, making his stomach rumble involuntarily.

“I dreamt of your arrival last night, of your reason for coming, and of your injustice,” Bobby said, displaying her charlatan-like qualities to the fullest, making Sirius completely believe in her prophetic abilities. “Eat up, Mr. Black. Please forgive my little prank just now. After all, you also bear some responsibility for Harry becoming an orphan.”

Sirius was speechless.

Bobby knew perfectly well who he was, yet he still made fun of him. The anger that had just begun to rise was extinguished by Bobby's words.

This is someone's older cousin standing up for her younger cousin; he deserves it and should suffer the consequences.

What a wonderful girl! She didn't hold a grudge and even treated me to meat... I should have known better than to call her a little devil in my mind just now!

Bobby handed him a large spoon: "My cooking is excellent, have a taste."

The aroma of dragon meat soup had already whetted Sirius's appetite.

As soon as he got the spoon, he pounced on the pot and began to wolf down the food.

This dragon meat! It's incredibly delicious!

However, the aftereffects were quite severe. When he could no longer eat and collapsed backward to the ground, he discovered that his hands had turned green.

"What... what is this?"

Bobby said with a grin, "The Peruvian Viperosaurus is poisonous."

"Dragonpox!" Blake exclaimed in shock. Could he take back what he had just said, "Bobby Evans is a good girl"?

"Don't worry, I added a magic potion when I stewed the meat. It won't give you dragonpox; it'll just change your color."

"Change the color?"

"Of course! Do you really intend to meet Harry as your big black dog? Do you know that Snape lives with us? I reckon your escape story is already in the Daily Prophet. Do you think he'll even recognize you, his big black dog?"

Blake nodded. "Snap, Dad?"

Bobby strongly suspected that ten years in prison had made Sirius stupid. "Didn't I just say that I am the goddaughter of the three heads of Hogwarts houses?"

"Oh, oh! Sorry, I didn't hear you clearly," Sirius twisted his neck sheepishly. This gesture would have been very charming when he was still that handsome man, but given his current appearance… "So, Miss Evans, when are you going to take me to see Harry?"

Bobby pouted, "You turn back into a big dog first, and I'll see how it goes."

Sirius, now completely convinced of Poppy's abilities, immediately activated his Animagus transformation.

A large dog with green fur all over its body and only a black head was lying there.

What a lovely green dog!

That patch of black, I would call it Blake's last act of defiance!

Chapter 77 Harry and the Green Hat

Bobby led the big green dog toward the Evans mansion.

From a distance, White Horse Lessande spotted Bobby and immediately jogged toward her.

Bobby naturally took the reins and said, "Mr. Black, I'll say it again, and I hope you remember it."

"First, you absolutely must not act impulsively. Capturing Peter Pettigrew is a piece of cake for me. If you make a move, things may get worse."

Second, you absolutely cannot reveal your identity. You wouldn't want Harry being pointed at and talked about, with people saying his godfather is a wanted criminal, would you? If you must show your face, it must be after your name has been cleared.”

The green dog head was nodding wildly up and down. Why is this girl so talkative? Am I, Sirius Black, such an impulsive person?

Bobby mounted his horse and shouted, "Hurry up! Green hat!"

Black was taken aback, then realized they were calling him. Of course, he couldn't very well call Snape by his real name!

Green hat, that's not a bad name.

He barked loudly and followed closely behind Lisander.