"A watch?" Dumbledore looked surprised. He seemed to be very interested in it and asked enthusiastically, "What does it look like?"
"A watch made of magic metal has no special ability. The main special feature is that it can accurately tell the time and is not easily damaged."
Amosta said, dispelling any doubts that Dumbledore had sent Snape to him.
The three wizards sitting in this office know each other well and know what each other is.
Dumbledore knew very well that the watch Amosta gave Harry was probably not a watch in the traditional sense, but he did not ask further. This was a tacit understanding between the two people.
"So, Principal, regarding what you just said -"
Amosta stopped talking just as he opened his mouth. He pointed towards the door. At the same time, Dumbledore also moved his beard and smiled at the corners of his eyes.
"You're so busy here, Amosta--"
"Unfortunately, things tend to get together." Amosta shook his head.
"Professor Brain, go find Sirius, cough!"
"Harry go after him too!"
Hermione and Ron rushed into the office and screamed. However, when they saw the smiling Professor Dumbledore sitting on the sofa, Hermione's face suddenly turned red, and her fists were filled with tears. Nervous and clenched tightly, Ron was speechless as if he had been sawed through a gourd.
Professor Dumbledore was nothing here. When Professor Snape, who was sitting stiffly, looked at him suspiciously, Hermione and Ron's faces turned from red to white, looking at a loss.
This is really a suffocating situation!
The two of them came to ask Professor Brain for help, hoping that he could stop Sirius from looking for trouble with Snape, but unexpectedly, one of the two parties to the conflict was here. What should they do?
"They're here for you, Amosta."
Dumbledore intertwined the slender fingers of his hands. He leaned on the sofa and pretended to be interested in the sunset that dyed half the sky red outside the window, as if he didn't intend to intervene.
Amosta glanced at Snape, whose face turned dark, and then looked at the two little wizards who seemed to be under a petrification spell. The corner of his mouth twitched, and he had a vague suspicion in his heart. He took out his wand, a fluorescent wand. The tip drew ripples in the water-like space, and a solid, strange snake with one black and one white wings on its back was swimming in the air.
Hermione noticed that Professor Blaine's lavender eyes flashed a darker purple light at a certain moment, and at the same time, the eyes of the monster with its head raised and flapping its wings, and a somewhat majestic aura lingering around it. The purple light also flashed through, and then Professor Blaine's patron saint penetrated the wall as fast as lightning and disappeared into this room.
"Don't worry -" Amosta crossed his fingers on Erlang's legs, "I asked Sirius to come to my place."
Seeing the two little guys, Hermione and Ron, fleeing from here with even more panic than when they broke into the office just now, Amosta shook his head with a smile.
"I warned you, Severus-"
Dumbledore withdrew his gaze, feeling a little helpless, but said in a solemn voice to the expressionless Snape,
"What you see is only what you hope to see. Some things that happened in the past have clouded your reason, but if you put aside your prejudices, you will find that he is a likeable child."
Snape obviously did not agree with Dumbledore's view of Harry. He snorted and said dryly,
"You see only what you wish to see - words of wisdom, Headmaster Dumbledore, and they apply to you too."
Sirius, who had fled in the basement, soon appeared on the third floor. Amosta expected to see an angry face. He even started to pull out his wand when he entered the room, preparing to fight, but unexpectedly As expected, Sirius looked calm when he came in, but looked at Snape with undisguised hatred.
"I am coming--"
Sirius nodded at Dumbledore and Amosta.
The air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder, and Amosta did not dare to let two people who were hostile to each other sit next to each other. He let the seat behind the desk float behind Sirius and motioned for him to sit down.
Amosta and Dumbledore exchanged glances, and then Amosta spoke calmly,
"I hope we can reach some consensus here today --"
Amosta's voice was majestic and unyielding,
"You hate each other, and you have no intention of reconciling. I am not an idealist, and I have no intention of changing your views on each other, but this is Hogwarts, and there are hundreds of little wizards who are hungry for knowledge living here. You must understand that if you have a conflict in the castle, it will most likely affect the underage children——"
"What Amosta said represents my opinion."
Dumbledore also said sternly,
"I hope you can realize and truly understand the responsibilities that a professor should bear."
The words of Amosta and Dumbledore had some effect after all. Sirius and Snape, who seemed to be planning to kill each other with their eyes, each deviated from their gaze and looked elsewhere expressionlessly, but within a few seconds, Sirius turned his head back again. After looking at Snape provocatively, he turned his attention to Dumbledore.
"I have made a decision, Headmaster Dumbledore. I have told Amosta before, but he wants you to know it too."
"Oh, what is it?" Dumbledore's voice was solemn.
"I hope to take Harry out of his aunt and uncle's house this summer. I have consulted Harry about his wishes, and he is very happy to do so——"
Snape's brows were raised high, and his lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing, but his face suddenly looked a little pale.
There was a long silence in the office, and this silence itself represented some kind of answer. Snape's expression, which had been looking down just now, showed a very subtle change, and the corners of his mouth showed a faint arc, which was what he was used to. That sarcastic smile, but Sirius, who was originally sure that Dumbledore would not raise any objection, now turned dark.
"I'm sorry, Sirius-"
Dumbledore finally spoke. He stared at Sirius with calm eyes.
"I cannot agree to your request."
"I'm Harry's godfather!"
Sirius stood up with a swish and glared at Dumbledore angrily.
"Harry himself is happy to live with me, and, I'm afraid you don't know, Harry's Muggle aunt and uncle have been abusing him. Harry told me that before coming to Hogwarts, they kept him Living in the cupboard under the stairwell!”
Sirius became angrier and angrier as he talked. He told him everything Harry had told him during this period, including the days when he lived with the Dursleys. Listening to these things, Sirius was originally a little gloating. Pu's mood also changed subtly. He was shocked at first, and then, there was an anger in his heart that he didn't quite understand.
Penny Evans. How dare that ridiculous and funny woman.
"In fact—"
Sirius was still yelling about the unfair treatment Harry suffered, but Dumbledore interrupted him with a slightly tired voice,
"I probably know more about Harry's life with his aunt and uncle than you think, Sirius—"
Sirius shut up for a moment and stared at Dumbledore with the same incredible look as Snape.
"Why!" Sirius said coldly,
"Now that you know, why didn't you rescue Harry from that disgusting Muggle couple? Why did you sit back and do nothing? Dumbledore, if it weren't for James and Lily, and it wasn't for Harry, we might not be able to get rid of it until now. Voldemort, what are you-"
Amosta guessed that Sirius might have wanted to say that Dumbledore had killed the donkey, but in anger, out of the remaining respect for Dumbledore, he forcibly held back. However, looking at Sirius and Snake Professor Pu's two people looked livid. If Dumbledore didn't come up with some "dry information", I'm afraid there would be no way to deal with the aftermath.
Dumbledore was obviously aware of this, as the wrinkles on his forehead grew more numerous in just a few seconds of silence.
"Sit down, Sirius, and, Severus, I will give you a reasonable explanation."
(End of chapter)
