Hogwarts Advanced Guide
Chapter 225 James and Sirius, Those Two Idiots
Chapter 225 James and Sirius, Those Two Idiots
Fudge's stubby lower body twisted on the chair, as if checking if anyone was eavesdropping, but it looked so obscene.Then he was heard saying quietly: "What else but Sirius? I bet you heard what happened at school on Halloween?"
"I heard the rumors." Hera nodded, and Penello's letter to him vividly described the scene at that time, as if she was at the door of the Gryffindor lounge.The only one who was hurt the most by this incident was probably the fat lady. She was stimulated again, and even the professors couldn't find her whereabouts for a while.
"Do you think Black is still in this area, Minister?" Hera asked in a low voice. He remembered that he "taught" Black a lesson before, and he was actually skeptical about Black's raid on Hogwarts.
"Sure," said Fudge curtly.
"Did you know that the dementors have raided my tavern twice?" Ms. Rostamer approached, complaining angrily with her arms around her shoulders, a little sharp in her voice. "It's bad for business to scare off my customers, Minister."
"Rosmerta, dear, I don't like them as much as you do," said Fudge uneasily.
"I don't think anyone would like them," said Hera dryly.
"Oh, of course, but a necessary precaution. Of course you're right. I just met several of them. They're very angry with Dumbledore - he won't let them into the castle grounds."
"I don't think they should be allowed in," said Professor McGonagall sharply. "How do we teach with these horrible things floating around?"
"In fact, dementors are too scary for students. I have received complaints from many students, Mr. Minister, even though I am no longer teaching at Hogwarts." Hera said fairly, and he did receive letters from Harry and Hermione, although he only replied perfunctorily.
"Listen, listen!" shrieked the diminutive Professor Flitwick, his feet dangling a full foot from the chair.
"Everyone knows Black can"
"Have you ever fantasized, maybe the truth back then was not like that?" Hera said slowly with a complex expression.
Ms. Rostamer agrees, and it's clear she doesn't simply go along with Hera, "I still don't quite believe it, and of all the people who've fallen into the ranks of villains, Sirius Black is the last one I expected to do. I mean, I remember him at Hogwarts."
"You don't even half know the truth," said Fudge bluntly. "Very few people know that he did the worst."
"The worst?" Hera asked puzzledly, her voice was full of curiosity, why didn't Black say or do any heinous things?
"You mean worse than killing so many innocent wretches?"
"Of course!" said Fudge, enjoying the inquisitive looks of Hera and Lady Rostammer, especially Lady Rostamer.
"I can't believe it, what could be worse?" Ms. Rostammer asked.
"You said you remembered him at Hogwarts, Rostamer," Professor McGonagall murmured suddenly, and really, Hera had almost forgotten that she and Professor Flitwick were here too. "Do you remember who his best friend is?"
"Of course I do," said Lady Rostamer, with a small smile. "They were inseparable, weren't they? The number of times I've seen them here—oh, they always make me laugh. Good pairing, Sirius Black and James Potter."
There was a sudden noise behind her, and Hera looked back suspiciously, only to see Ron and Hermione sitting at the newly vacated table behind them, eavesdropping on their conversation from behind the Christmas tree.
"Get out of here, this is not what you should know." Hera lipped, and he knew they would understand him, because he could see that Hermione had started to pack her things.
That's great, Hera thought so, even Weasley would look a lot better without Harry Potter.
However, Ms. Rosmerta said that the bar was busy and finally sat at the table. The previous refusal seemed to be a joke.
"Black and Potter," said Professor McGonagall, "the heads of their clique, and both of them are very bright, of course—very bright, to be honest—but I don't think we've ever had such a troublesome pair—"
"Maybe Harry Potter can surpass his father." Hera said flatly, and Hagrid also giggled, but he thought Fred and George were more troublemakers.
"You'd think Black and Potter were brothers!" Professor Flitwick chimed in approvingly. "inseparable."
"Of course they were inseparable," said Fudge. "Potter trusted Black more than he trusted any of his friends. They left school like that, and Black was best man."
Hera knew about this matter. When Braque talked about this matter half-deadly in the attic before, there was even a smile on his lips. He was Potter's best man, and even the only best man.
Fudge went on, "Then they made Black godfather to Harry, and of course Harry didn't know anything about it. Knowing that, as you can imagine, tortured him to the utmost degree."
"Is it because Black later formed a gang with the mysterious man?" Rosmerta asked in a low voice.
Hera was like a mirror in his heart. He had listened to Black's explanation early on, and even understood it from several angles. This made him probably guess what Fudge said next. It was nothing more than Black's betrayal of the Potter family as a secret agent, which led to the tragedy.
In fact, it was true, Fudge's next words did not exceed Hera's expectation at all.
"It's worse than that, dear," continued Fudge in a low voice, and he didn't want the news to spread to the outside world. "Many people don't know that the Potters know that You-Know-Who is after them. Dumbledore, of course, has been tirelessly against You-Know-Who, and he has many capable spies. One of the spies told Dumbledore about it, and Dumbledore told James and Lily right away. He persuaded them to hide. Dumbledore told them, the best of them." Chance is the Charm of Loyalty."
Hehe, the curse of loyalty
Hera believed that James Potter and Sirius Black were absolute idiots!
Here's a password! 1132647091
The password is the title of the book, everyone can come in to discuss the plot, and the author’s daily sharing, including the latest update plan, let me reveal it a little bit, after the first week of January, it is expected to increase the amount of updates, and Saturday is waving to everyone! ! !
Just look at the strength of everyone's support, strive for the sixth day, and prevent everyone from scolding me every day!
(End of this chapter)
Fudge's stubby lower body twisted on the chair, as if checking if anyone was eavesdropping, but it looked so obscene.Then he was heard saying quietly: "What else but Sirius? I bet you heard what happened at school on Halloween?"
"I heard the rumors." Hera nodded, and Penello's letter to him vividly described the scene at that time, as if she was at the door of the Gryffindor lounge.The only one who was hurt the most by this incident was probably the fat lady. She was stimulated again, and even the professors couldn't find her whereabouts for a while.
"Do you think Black is still in this area, Minister?" Hera asked in a low voice. He remembered that he "taught" Black a lesson before, and he was actually skeptical about Black's raid on Hogwarts.
"Sure," said Fudge curtly.
"Did you know that the dementors have raided my tavern twice?" Ms. Rostamer approached, complaining angrily with her arms around her shoulders, a little sharp in her voice. "It's bad for business to scare off my customers, Minister."
"Rosmerta, dear, I don't like them as much as you do," said Fudge uneasily.
"I don't think anyone would like them," said Hera dryly.
"Oh, of course, but a necessary precaution. Of course you're right. I just met several of them. They're very angry with Dumbledore - he won't let them into the castle grounds."
"I don't think they should be allowed in," said Professor McGonagall sharply. "How do we teach with these horrible things floating around?"
"In fact, dementors are too scary for students. I have received complaints from many students, Mr. Minister, even though I am no longer teaching at Hogwarts." Hera said fairly, and he did receive letters from Harry and Hermione, although he only replied perfunctorily.
"Listen, listen!" shrieked the diminutive Professor Flitwick, his feet dangling a full foot from the chair.
"Everyone knows Black can"
"Have you ever fantasized, maybe the truth back then was not like that?" Hera said slowly with a complex expression.
Ms. Rostamer agrees, and it's clear she doesn't simply go along with Hera, "I still don't quite believe it, and of all the people who've fallen into the ranks of villains, Sirius Black is the last one I expected to do. I mean, I remember him at Hogwarts."
"You don't even half know the truth," said Fudge bluntly. "Very few people know that he did the worst."
"The worst?" Hera asked puzzledly, her voice was full of curiosity, why didn't Black say or do any heinous things?
"You mean worse than killing so many innocent wretches?"
"Of course!" said Fudge, enjoying the inquisitive looks of Hera and Lady Rostammer, especially Lady Rostamer.
"I can't believe it, what could be worse?" Ms. Rostammer asked.
"You said you remembered him at Hogwarts, Rostamer," Professor McGonagall murmured suddenly, and really, Hera had almost forgotten that she and Professor Flitwick were here too. "Do you remember who his best friend is?"
"Of course I do," said Lady Rostamer, with a small smile. "They were inseparable, weren't they? The number of times I've seen them here—oh, they always make me laugh. Good pairing, Sirius Black and James Potter."
There was a sudden noise behind her, and Hera looked back suspiciously, only to see Ron and Hermione sitting at the newly vacated table behind them, eavesdropping on their conversation from behind the Christmas tree.
"Get out of here, this is not what you should know." Hera lipped, and he knew they would understand him, because he could see that Hermione had started to pack her things.
That's great, Hera thought so, even Weasley would look a lot better without Harry Potter.
However, Ms. Rosmerta said that the bar was busy and finally sat at the table. The previous refusal seemed to be a joke.
"Black and Potter," said Professor McGonagall, "the heads of their clique, and both of them are very bright, of course—very bright, to be honest—but I don't think we've ever had such a troublesome pair—"
"Maybe Harry Potter can surpass his father." Hera said flatly, and Hagrid also giggled, but he thought Fred and George were more troublemakers.
"You'd think Black and Potter were brothers!" Professor Flitwick chimed in approvingly. "inseparable."
"Of course they were inseparable," said Fudge. "Potter trusted Black more than he trusted any of his friends. They left school like that, and Black was best man."
Hera knew about this matter. When Braque talked about this matter half-deadly in the attic before, there was even a smile on his lips. He was Potter's best man, and even the only best man.
Fudge went on, "Then they made Black godfather to Harry, and of course Harry didn't know anything about it. Knowing that, as you can imagine, tortured him to the utmost degree."
"Is it because Black later formed a gang with the mysterious man?" Rosmerta asked in a low voice.
Hera was like a mirror in his heart. He had listened to Black's explanation early on, and even understood it from several angles. This made him probably guess what Fudge said next. It was nothing more than Black's betrayal of the Potter family as a secret agent, which led to the tragedy.
In fact, it was true, Fudge's next words did not exceed Hera's expectation at all.
"It's worse than that, dear," continued Fudge in a low voice, and he didn't want the news to spread to the outside world. "Many people don't know that the Potters know that You-Know-Who is after them. Dumbledore, of course, has been tirelessly against You-Know-Who, and he has many capable spies. One of the spies told Dumbledore about it, and Dumbledore told James and Lily right away. He persuaded them to hide. Dumbledore told them, the best of them." Chance is the Charm of Loyalty."
Hehe, the curse of loyalty
Hera believed that James Potter and Sirius Black were absolute idiots!
Here's a password! 1132647091
The password is the title of the book, everyone can come in to discuss the plot, and the author’s daily sharing, including the latest update plan, let me reveal it a little bit, after the first week of January, it is expected to increase the amount of updates, and Saturday is waving to everyone! ! !
Just look at the strength of everyone's support, strive for the sixth day, and prevent everyone from scolding me every day!
(End of this chapter)
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