Hogwarts: I am Harry's eldest cousin

Look at my sister-in-law's husband's friend

Combined with his own understanding of him, words like criminal, bastard, and jerk flashed through Vernon's mind.

They are both wizards, why is there such a big difference?

If Sirius knew that Vernon thought of him this way and compared him with Snape, he would probably explode with anger.

Chapter 246 Mindless and unhappy

They invited Snotlout! They didn't invite me!

Sirius was very unhappy.

Although he had little interest in the Dursleys' party, he wanted to be with Harry.

Then Sirius turned his gaze to Harry: "Harry, I..."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Black, it was a family gathering."

Harry said this very mercilessly, his unhappy tone almost overflowing the screen.

By the time Sirius had drawn his wand and pointed it at Vernon, Harry's opinion of him had reached its lowest point.

Don't expect Harry to be nice to this guy who suddenly shows up after not seeing him for more than ten years.

A godfather appointed by parents?

Anyway, his parents are gone, so why not just let him say whatever he wants?

Harry cleared Sirius's name not because he wanted to help him, but because he wanted Peter to receive the punishment he deserved.

Sirius looked devastated when he heard what Harry said.

'Why can Snotlout do it but I can't?'

Snape felt indescribably happy now, and even his words were filled with joy.

"Mr. Black, who has just been released from prison, I think we should go, if there is nothing else urgent. Don't disturb our family gathering."

Emphasis was placed on the words 'family gathering'.

Sirius's anger rose immediately: "Snotlout, you want to fight?"

He said to Snape provocatively: "I will hang you up! Just like I did back then, using the spell you invented!"

"There's no other Lily here to help you now!"

After hearing what Sirius said, especially the words 'hanged', 'back then', and 'Lily', Snape's expression instantly darkened.

That was definitely the memory he least wanted to recall.

He took out his wand from his wide sleeves.

Thirteen and one-half inches, birch, snake nerve.

"Mr. Dursley, give me two minutes. I'll take care of a piece of trash first."

He spoke slowly, but anyone could hear the suppressed anger in his tone.

Seeing Snape's actions, Sirius was very happy and turned his wand over in his hand.

He was going to teach Snape a lesson.

"Okay," Vernon responded, looking at the two of them with some curiosity.

He had never seen wizards fight.

To be fair, he hoped Snape would win, this Black was really annoying.

What would happen if Sirius challenged Snape in a one-on-one duel?

moment

Sirius, who had just spoken so much nonsense, was now hanging upside down stiffly on the platform of King's Cross, with his eyes wide open and an expression of disbelief frozen on his face.

What a fool.

This guy's memory of Snape is still stuck in the past

He thought that Snape was at most at the same level as him, and if he could break out, he could even win a small victory.

Little did he know that he had spent twelve years in Azkaban without practicing a single spell, but Snape had not wasted those twelve years.

Not only is he a renowned potion master in the wizarding world, his spell skills are also at an elite level, and even potions are useless when dealing with him.

It was a complete win-lose situation between the two, there was no suspense at all.

Vernon looked at the hung Sirius with disdain.

I thought he was such a powerful guy, but he turned out to be just a little jerk.

I don't think even Dudley, no, Harry can beat him.

The thought flashed through Vernon's mind.

With Harry's current level, Sirius might really not be able to beat him.

Although he had beaten Sirius, Snape's face turned cold and full of unhappiness because he recalled something.

Mr. Unhappy. Well, Snape followed Dudley and others into Mr. Dursley's new car.

Well, another new car, this new car is much larger than the previous ones and can accommodate eight people.

Snape was in a bad mood and sat in the last row. As a half-blood wizard, he was not opposed to Muggle transportation.

Poor Sirius was still hanging upside down until Dudley and the others left. At this time, King's Cross Station was closed because the train service ended.

As the gate slowly closed and the lights went out, the entire Kingdom Cross Station fell into darkness.

Sirius spent an unforgettable night like this.

His gaze returned to Hogwarts.

With the arrival of the holidays, most of the teachers and students in the school went back to their homes. Looking around the whole school, only Dumbledore, McGonagall, Trelawney, Madam Pince and Filch were left, a few of whom regarded Hogwarts as their home (Hagrid lived in his own hut).

The huge castle lost its former bustle and became completely silent. Even the ghosts were unwilling to wander around in the empty castle.

The administrator Filch doesn't have to patrol until midnight, nor does he have to worry about any students wandering around at night.

I can sit by the fireplace holding Loris and enjoy the rare tranquility.

But this tranquility is accompanied by a bit of loneliness, just like an elderly widower with no family to visit him.

Professor McGonagall has gone to bed early. On the one hand, she is old and her energy is not as good as before. On the other hand, she has to go to Hogsmeade village early tomorrow morning to pay tribute to her late husband.

In the library, Madam Pince was wiping each book carefully and then placing them neatly according to category.

In the teacher's dormitory, Trelawney was staring at a crystal ball with her eyes wide open and an obsessed look on her face, as if she wanted to see the future from it. But she seemed to have failed, so she poured herself another cup of tea and kept stirring it with her fingers, trying to find the secret from the messy tea leaves. But it seemed to have failed again.

'I am the descendant of the greatest fortune teller, Cassandra Trelawney. I can do it. I can see the future.'

"I saw death!"

Trelawney said this, her tone becoming delighted, as if she had really seen something.

In fact, the crystal ball in her hand was no different from the original one, it only reflected her own appearance.

Dumbledore also held a crystal ball in his hand, and at this moment he was staring at it with trance, but unlike Trelawney, there was a hint of reminiscence and remembrance in his eyes.

After a long while, he sighed softly and put the crystal ball away.

This crystal ball is not an ordinary crystal ball, but a prophecy ball. It contains a prophecy.

prophecy

The most mysterious thing in the wizarding world.

It was because of a prophecy that Voldemort killed the Potters, and eventually he himself died because of the prophecy.

However, this prophecy ball has nothing to do with the one above. It was received by Dumbledore three years ago, the day before Harry and his friends were about to enter school.

It was sent by an old friend of his who has the blood of a fortune teller.

The place where the letter is sent from.

Nurmengard

It was once the base of a certain organization, and is now a prison as famous as Azkaban.

Only one wizard was imprisoned for decades.

Chapter 247 Snape: I want to be her godfather! (asking for monthly ticket)

Vernon's new car slowly drove into the parking garage at 4 Privet Drive, Little Whinging, Surrey. Familiar house, familiar garden, familiar everything.

Penny couldn't get used to living anywhere else. Although the villa that Dudley gave them was big and had a lot of servants and they didn't have to do anything every day, Penny was not used to living there. She felt most comfortable only in the place where she had lived for more than ten or twenty years.

Penny is a very nostalgic person.

They moved back here after Lily wrote to tell Dudley when she was about five months old.

Little Lily will be one year old in a few weeks.

Dudley and the others came here to celebrate little Lily's birthday.

Of course, the Grangers were here as expected.

Well, it is a family gathering after all.

After parking the car in the garage, Vernon greeted the Grangers enthusiastically, then secretly opened two bottles of beer with Mr. Granger's arm around his shoulder.

"Honestly, Wendell, I think you should move to Privet Drive. The environment here is much better than the streets of London. At least no one dares to urinate or defecate here."

Yes, it means urinating and defecating anywhere. As we all know, toilets in Europe are charged, and many people are unwilling to pay this fee, so.

It's not just England, it's like this all over Europe, and compared to Germany, England is slightly better.

Mr. Granger took a big sip and did not reply to Vernon directly. Instead, he asked, "I heard that the houses next door to yours are all for sale?"

When Vernon heard Mr. Granger say this, he seemed to open up and said with a little depression: "Yes, you don't know. The little John family next door suddenly moved away a few days ago. I heard that they found a better job."

"It's really strange. This is the seventh household on this block this month."

“I hope we get along well with the new neighbors.”

Vernon suddenly thought of something and turned to look at Mr. Granger: "Brother Wendell, are you planning to..."

"Yes, that's what we thought."

“Maybe we’ll be neighbors in the future.”

Mr. Granger said with a smile, confirming Vernon's suspicions.

Is there anything more joyful than having old friends as neighbors?

Vernon laughed and drank the beer in his hand in one gulp, then burped long and contentedly.

"Comfortable!"

Hermione looked at Mr. and Mrs. Granger in surprise: "Dad, Mom, are we going to move here in the future?"

Mrs. Granger said teasingly, "Yes, Hermione. Don't you like it? Haven't you always complained about being too far away from Dudley's family before?"

Hermione blushed when she heard this.

On the other side, Petunia coaxed little Lily to sleep, walked out of the room, and greeted Snape, who seemed out of place in the surroundings.

"Long time no see, Severus."

"Long time no see, Penny."

Snape greeted him stiffly, with an unnatural expression. Although he was quite good at scolding people, he was actually not very good at dealing with people.

Even if it's just meeting a former childhood neighbor.

After the greetings, the two fell into silence.

"You've changed a lot." Finally, it was Penny who took the initiative to break the silence.

This is often the case. We haven’t been in touch with our childhood playmates for many years, and when we meet again, everything has changed.