, wonderful and free of pop-ups! "Maybe you don't know, Harry... but your parents once appointed me as your godfather."
"……ah?"
The above is the initial conversation between two people on the issue of the Godfather.
Because, Harry was stunned for a moment, thought about it, and then turned around and asked a question that almost made him collapse: "..., what exactly does a godfather do? Because I never have a godfather and you do?"
The boy asked very simply, without any intention of sarcasm, but the man who was the godfather was immediately shocked by this sentence, covered his face in pain and turned into a dog lying next to him.
"...You don't even know this, so what the hell?!" shouted at Harry.
"I'm an American," Harry touched his nose guiltily, "Americans don't do this. America doesn't believe in God or Christianity. They only believe in Captain America and worship superheroes."
"Super what?!" I felt like I didn't understand the word.
"...Forget it, you don't understand anyway." Harry stood up and squatted in front of the big black dog. Although he knew it was a man, looking at the depressed black dog, he couldn't help but reach out and touch the dog's head. , "Mr. Bck, I don't mean anything else. I really don't understand this concept...remus?" Harry quickly turned around and asked for help.
"...Ahem," Lupin held back his smile, "As far as I know, Harry, your parents have appointed Sirius as your guardian - if something happens to them, Sirius will replace your parents and take on the responsibility of raising you. Your responsibility.”
"Oh, yes, and then he voluntarily went to Azkaban and hunkered down for ten years, which made the Minister of Magic almost burn his ass because he lost the savior for ten years." He sneered and sarcastically said, "So I have reason to doubt, He has no responsibility at all, those things were all eaten by dogs, right? Now you remember that you have the godfather's responsibility to raise your godson? "
Harry instinctively felt a little bit of crisis, which made his words extremely stiff and completely different from his previous style: "I don't need anyone else to raise me, I have a father - so it's okay, Mr. Bck, you don't have to do this .”
The dog's head was buried lower.
Harry saw that the black dog's ears were drooping, and he felt a little regretful about what he just said - generally speaking, if it was someone else's business, he would do a good job, and he wouldn't say anything so poignant. He is kind-hearted, but he is always not calm enough in this regard.
After all, the thing he hates most is what wizards say about his life experience...such as Snape and Dumbledore. The former thinks that he will always be an R, while the latter insists on admitting him to school.
If Harry had to say it himself, even if magic is wonderful, Hogarts are very good, and he loves his biological parents, in his own heart, he probably only recognizes his identity for the past ten years. He is Harry Xavier, and he is a mutant. Man, he is an American, and he will eventually go back to his father's place to study. For Harry, this is just a place... similar to a place where he can borrow money to study.
"You can call me Sirius...Listen, Harry, I'm not," looking at the boy who was thinking about something, with no special expression on his face, the black dog turned back into a man, extremely eager and at the same time depressed. His tone was so that his words did not sound like threats and inducements, "Harry, you have to believe me, I didn't... I didn't separate you and your family," he said, then paused, "I mean, separation, really Yes, you believe me, but, I mean, I mean...are you willing, are you willing to accept it, are you willing to have an extra godfather in your life?"
His words became stilted in the middle, and his grammar was messy. His voice became lower and lower by the end, as if any rejection could crush him.
This man is truly crazy. Those who were forced to watch looked at them with disdain and thought to themselves.
This man clearly wanted to tear the whole world apart just to kill one person a few minutes ago, and was as crazy as a dark fire, but now he seems to be willing to hide in the innermost corner of the world, just to avoid a " Don't accept '' answer.
So I tried my best to wink at my friend - reject him, Harry, reject him hard, make him sad to the end of the world, as long as he doesn't come back to do some bad things and annoy people!
He also thought about it now - the Malfoy family is not afraid of a bck. As long as he gets out of here and escapes from bck, he will be free, and then nothing will happen. What old case needs to be respected? Is Malfoy going to be scared? I hate it, bck is actually trying to get close to harry now! And he has no intention of going out at all!
Fortunately, Harry didn't give any explicit answer immediately. He just smiled and said softly:
"Let's find some time to talk about these things after Pedilu is sent to Azkaban, Mr. Bck."
At this moment I really wanted to stand up and applaud him - if the timing wasn't wrong.
…………
gryffindor lounge.
Some students of the same grade were sitting around the fireplace. It was extremely rare that they did not turn the lounge upside down - rather, the whole school was quiet because the school was under full martial law.
Although the school has completely blocked the news, there are many witnesses, and the news always spreads faster than the wind. From evening to now,
At least those who want to know what happened already know the news that 'Sirius Bck was kidnapped and Malfoy is missing'. The even stranger news is that Professor Lupine took Harry Xavier to chase him and never returned. return.
Maybe Professor Lupin is bck's internal agent. Many people speculated this way, and many people agreed.
…
Neville sat uneasily on the scarlet sofa.
He held a thin flask in his left hand and a wand in his right hand. His chubby face with baby fat was extremely serious. He focused his eyes tightly on a piece of parchment spread out in front of him, stood up, sat down, sat down and stood up again... Hesitating again and again, he finally chose to run out the door.
"You're crazy! Neville!" As (Dean Thomas) was holding a glass of hot milk next to him to soothe his frightened heart. When he saw him rushing out like this, he was shocked and jumped up to stop him, "said Professor Dumbledore Now, we can’t leave the lounge! Sirius Bck is probably outside! Not many of your spells can succeed!"
"I," Neville still stuttered, but his attitude was very firm, "I have to go, Dean, that's Sirius bck - that's bck!"
"Yeah, brutal and crazy bck," Ron muttered, shivering while wrapped in a blanket, "Everyone in that family is crazy!"
After he finished speaking, he looked at Neville belatedly and said in horror: "You're not really going to find him, are you?! Neville, you are not Malfoy! That guy is related to bck! He was still caught Got it!"
Neville didn't say anything, just broke away the hand that Dean held on to him, took the bottle, the parchment and the wand, silently crawled through the door of the lounge, and walked towards the Hogarts corridor, which was extremely quiet. .
Gritting his teeth, he jumped up and shouted, "It's all Fred and his friends' fault." Then he grabbed his wand and chased after him.
The boys who were in the same dormitory with them looked at each other. They couldn't help but stand up and chase them out. But the gryffindor prefect Percy, who had just come down from the dormitory at this time, saw them running out and quickly stopped him loudly: "What are you going to do?! Close it!"
At the prefect's order, the door to the lounge was suddenly closed. The boys looked at Percy anxiously and yelled:
"Neville is out!"
"Ron is following you out too!"
"Let us go out. Both of them are nothing compared to Malfoy, let alone Sirius Bck!"
Percy said angrily: "Ron and Neville? Didn't I say that no one can go out? This is the principal's order! I have emphasized it repeatedly before. Now the school is under full martial law. Who knows where bck is? Students must gather together Together!"
After saying that, he felt something was wrong: "Neville went out first? Why did Neville go out?!"
Although no one said it clearly, everyone knew that Neville was almost the most timid student in the same grade. He was timid, sensitive, and messed up in everything he did. He was even scared by Bck before and had nightmares... At least Percy couldn't figure it out at all. , where did Neville have the courage to come out of the lounge at this time? In his opinion, this junior didn't even have the courage to disobey his superior's order.
"Maybe it's because, well," a first-year girl next to him said softly, "he thinks that is his enemy."
"Who is the enemy?" Percy asked confused.
"Bck." The little girl said uneasily, "I saw newspaper clippings that Easley and I checked in the library before... and I heard my parents said that they vowed to let everyone in the Bck family die in Azkaban. "She was a little scared when she said this, "Because my parents..."
Before she even finished speaking, Percy understood completely. He patted his forehead, glared and gritted his teeth and said, "I'm going to tell the professor - and tell Fred and Gee to get over here! Don't think I didn't see what illegal and forbidden things they gave Neville before!"
After saying that, he reiterated once again - you are not allowed to go out - and then angrily went back to the dormitory to get the wand.
…………
This time, Harry pretended to hold the wand and recited the thawing spell. Then the big ice bottle quickly melted into steam, and Wormtail lay hard on the ground, his limbs as stiff as a dead person. His face had turned blue-gray, and his breathing had gradually decreased. His hair and clothes were covered with a layer of white frost, and you could feel the chill from him just by being close to him. It stands to reason that a bottle made of ice would not actually make people so bad, but this is all because Harry is not a very mature mutant yet, and Bobby's abilities are not very handy in his hands, so in order to strengthen the ice prison It's tough and the temperature inside is very low. But then again, Harry didn't really want to make this man comfortable - if the prisoners could live comfortably, what's the use of a prison?
However, even though he knew that this man deserved to die, Harry still began to reflect on whether he had lowered the temperature too low out of his usual habit.
He waved his wand and simply floated the person up, floating steadily in the air, like a balloon, but Wormtail did nothing.
"Hell, you won't freeze him to death!" He stood with his arms crossed and shouted suspiciously, his voice becoming weak due to the cold air.
"He won't die," Lupin said very coldly. When this always gentle man sneered, he was not serious. Instead, his tone was as relaxed as if he was having a tea party. "He has always been the one who is most afraid of death, even if there is a slight chance. will survive—that’s what makes him a traitor.”
Harry replied: "It is illegal to kill someone."
Meaning, he won't kill anyone.
Lupine sighed and whispered to Wormtail:
"If I had known that it would become like this later - I would rather have been expelled from school than to have you survive today with this. This was the most beautiful thing in my memory at the time, the most beautiful, but Now--"
It became my nightmare, my disease, Lupin thought, I will never forget this in my life.
"What does that mean?" Harry asked.
"I'll tell you when I settle down, Harry." Lupine touched his head, "Now is not the time."
Click.
The door to the Room of Requirement was pushed open by Sirius, and the light from the corridor suddenly came through. He took one last longing look at the room, watching it slowly return to its original darkness and dustiness, and then walked out.
Harry pulled Wormtail like a floating ice cream ball, looking helplessly far away from him: "Why are you so far away from me?"
"Sorry, I think that thing you are holding is not only contagious, but will also freeze me to death," he said with a fake smile, and moved a little further away without hesitation, "Tsk, easley - their family is indeed Pureblood scum, raising such a thing. Oh, Merlin, I don’t know if this thing has ever been bathed."
Speaking of this, he frowned at Harry again and reluctantly made a suggestion: "Why don't you throw him on the ground and kick him away? He looks dirty and smelly."
...kicking away.
Harry twitched the corners of his mouth and shook his head: "He can't escape."
——In the face of despair, Wormtail, who is greedy for life and afraid of death, may think that if he continues to think about it, he can only come to the conclusion of death, which scares him to death. His simple head can almost be said to have stopped thinking on his own, which makes him peep. Harry was dumbfounded as he tried to erase some memories from his brain.
When they all walked out of the gate, they realized that the place was definitely under full martial law - it was only half past seven in the evening, but the entire castle was quiet. I don't know if it was the season or some other reason, but the cold feeling came from outside. It was conveyed vaguely, paralyzing the whole person's perception.
What's strange is that there's not even a single person here.
Harry's perception had just recovered from Wormtail's head and was in a highly acute state at the moment. He thought for a while, took out the invisibility cloak and handed it to Buck: "If you can - put this on, Mr. Buck."
"... James's invisibility cloak," Sirius looked at the familiar fabric and said in a daze and sadness, "I haven't seen this thing in ten years. It's great to have it back in your hands, Harry."
"Stop talking nonsense, will you die?" He cursed rudely, "Wear what you are told to do!"
Lupine took the invisibility cloak and put it on his old friend. Then he turned to Harry and asked, "What's wrong, Harry?"
Although he didn't know exactly what happened to Harry, but since it was Harry who took him all the way to the Room of Requirement - although the kid didn't seem to know how to use it - Lupin was willing to respect every aspect of Harry's life. proposal.
"somebody is coming."
Harry waved to him and motioned for him to stand in front with him.
He passed over reluctantly - because he knew from Harry's expression that if he didn't go over, this guy would definitely help him go over, or come over. Anyway, that meant him... Why did Malfoy dislike that smelly rat? It's no use.
Two short shadows soon appeared on the wall of the corridor ahead. I took a look and felt that the fat and thin shadows seemed a bit familiar.
"ron? neville?"
Harry had already called out the names of the callers before him.
"harry!"
The thin figure ran a few steps quickly, and sure enough, with the red hair and old school uniform, it was indeed Ron Easley.
"Thank Merlin, neither you nor Professor Lupin - wow, who is that?!"
Seeing that Harry had no injuries at all and was safe and sound, he was relieved at first. Then he was startled by Wormtail. He patted his chest and shouted loudly, "Who is this person?! Harry?!"
"Oh, let me introduce you." He would not miss this opportunity for revenge. He almost immediately made an excuse with a fake smile, "This is your beloved, ugly pet mouse. What is its name?" ? Oh yes, Banban—"
I was immediately stunned by the amount of information in this sentence, and I was stunned in place.
He instinctively retorted, "No—you're lying, Malfoy!"
"ron! Stay away from them!"
The extremely sudden reminder made Ron tremble again and almost jump: "Neville?!"
"Sirius·bck is behind them!" Neville panted and ran up to him to pull him away. A row of bottles on his waist shone brightly and they collided with each other, making crisp sounds. He became even more frightened when he saw that there was no adult wizard behind Harry except Lupin, "He's right here! He's right here! He must--must have used the invisibility spell!"
This time even Harry was surprised.
"Neville," he tried to calm Neville down, "he's not here, and-"
"No, he's right here!"
Neville waved his hands, one of them holding a piece of parchment, his face full of pleading and unconcealable fear, "Harry, Malfoy, you have to come here - bck is right behind you!"
"...Oh, Merlin," Lupin whispered in disbelief but also in great surprise after seeing the parchment, "The Marauder's Map? Why is it in Neville's hands?!"
"What is that?!" He looked back at the professor who had endless secrets, and was quite annoyed. "Is it you - you guys created the problem again?"
"That's - something we made when we were students," Lupin said, taking a few steps back a little irritably, with a calm tone, "it can show the whereabouts of everyone within the Hogarts range."
: "..."
Harry was no longer able to evaluate his father and these people - if such an important thing fell into the hands of others, it would be completely exposing his own secrets to others. Regardless of how this thing was made, why would they lose it?
And now it's in Neville's hands.
The invisibility cloak covered Sirius' figure, but magic exposed him.
Ah, magic, sometimes compared to vision, magic that never lies. He sighed inwardly. To a certain extent, this is one of the wonders of magic.
"Neville——" Lupine tried to persuade him.
"It's a shame that I still - trusted you so much before!" Neville suddenly pointed his wand at Lupin and said in disappointment, "You - you are a werewolf! You are also an accomplice of Bck! I always wanted to remind Harry, but I kept I couldn’t be sure of this…now I can be sure!”
"A werewolf?" He took a deep breath and looked back at Lupin, "You are a werewolf - how can you still be a professor at Hogarts?!"
"Professor has drunk Wolfsbane." Harry said under Lupin's evasive eyes, "I have seen it this afternoon -, you don't need to be afraid, Wolfsbane can suppress Wolfsbane."
Turning to stare at Harry, his face turned red with anger: "You knew - but you didn't tell me?! Harry Xavier!"
Under the boy's calm gaze, Lupin knew that escaping was useless, so he could only smile bitterly and said: "...You are the smartest little wizard I have ever seen, Harry. When did you discover it? How do you know the wolf potion?"
Harry shrugged: "I am, after all, and wolf potion is a healing potion. My target is the healer, Remus. Have you forgotten? Although I didn't recognize it for a moment, I thought after I handed you the potion. Get up, one of Professor Snape's great achievements is the improvement of wolfberry poison. Sorry, I didn't know about it until this afternoon."
Harry said sternly to Neville: "Neville, I can roughly guess why you came... But now is not the time. You see, I caught a traitor here. He is the one who betrayed my parents, so I am now Give him to the principal..."
"No, you must have been deceived by bck!" Neville tried his best to argue loudly, his eyes were red, and tears kept falling due to anger and sadness, "He - he tortured my parents, Harry! No matter what "What can I say? It's a fact! Harry, please pull Malfoy out of the way," he said with hostility, "I saw it. It was because of him that the vines started attacking me this afternoon!"
"He didn't mean to hurt you. He knew that Remus would come here to break the curse." Harry said calmly. He walked forward and patted Neville on the shoulder. "You need to calm down - I know, for you It’s not easy to accept this, but I have to say that regarding your parents back then, there is no definite evidence that bck tortured your parents.”
"That's just because there is no evidence at the scene," Neville said stubbornly, wiping away tears, "He is a Death Eater, and our whole family knows it - he tortured my parents, along with his cousins and cousins! I have never forgotten this for a moment since I can remember, Harry, please get out of my way, I - I have always wanted to do this - avenge my parents!"
The invisibility cloak was suddenly lifted, and Sirius' figure was revealed. Harry knew that things had gotten worse, because the man became irritable and irritable again.
"Listen - your name is Neville, right? I - even if you kill me, I won't go do any damn Death Eaters with someone like Bel!"
The man with a handsome face, but a rather terrifying expression and description, squeezed out these words through his teeth.
But for Harry to say it, given his current appearance, the credibility is really low.
"You're blind, aren't you?" She took Harry's side again, taking it for granted. Although he was very upset that he was treated as a fool and didn't know anything, hitting him was always his pleasure. He said sarcastically, "There is still a person floating here. Can we conjure up a person just to lie? What's wrong with you?" , Paranoia?”
"Shut up, Malfoy!" Ron shouted, "Oh, I understand, you were not held captive as a hostage, you were reunited with your relatives, right Malfoy!"
"Ron." Harry said, "I was just brought here - your verbal attack is very unreasonable."
Then he looked at Neville, without being angry or quibbling, and asked him calmly: "Get out of the way, Neville. If you think you are right, then let us send bck to justice for trial. If I think I That's right, I need this person I'm floating to tell the truth that can be used as a testimony - why don't you let us pass? What's the use of blocking us? "
After Neville understood what these long words meant, he was speechless. He has always been slow-talking and slow-thinking. In the face of Harry's words, he can be said to be powerless to refute.
"I..." He clenched his fists hard, "I..."
Harry said warmly: "Get out of the way, Neville - everything will depend on the evidence."
"...He is really guilty, really, believe me, please, Harry, believe me," Neville whispered, "but the Ministry of Magic will not let me take revenge myself!"
"If he is guilty, he deserves to be sent to Azkaban or get the Dementor's Kiss." Harry said firmly, patting Neville on the shoulder, "Are you willing to go with us to verify it?"
"Will you protect him?" Neville looked at Harry, whom he had admired since he was a child, and he admired him even more now. But at this moment, the person standing opposite him asked in a low voice, with pleading and sadness in his voice, " Do you really...believe what they say? Please, I really didn't lie. My uncle told me personally that the bck siblings tortured my parents..."
- Please say no.
He was pleading with Harry to believe him.
He didn't want to see Harry believe what Buck said.
Harry really didn't want to hurt him, but he could only sigh - he finally understood why everyone said that we were all born arrogant, cold and inhumane.
But if emotions overwhelm reason, will there really be good results?
He couldn't help but think from another perspective - if he was really raised by that Mr. Bck, would he be like Neville - seeking revenge regardless of the consequences, without looking at reality.
Harry never even thought that Neville would actually have the guts to come here, because apart from Herbology, Neville's practical skills were very poor, and he was a mess in Charms and Defense Against the Dark Arts - this was enough to prove the depth of his hatred. It couldn't be resolved by Harry's explanation in a few words.
"I only believe the truth as evidenced by evidence and testimony - no favoritism, just the truth as it has always been, neville."
Finally, he said.
