Living peacefully at Hogwarts

Chapter 225

Outside.

"Would you like to pretend?"

For some unknown reason, Dumbledore always felt that it was inappropriate for Klein to meet Sirius Black in his original form.

"alright."

The less people know about his secret, the better, Klein nodded undeniably.

With a thought, he changed his height and appearance out of thin air, and even the clothes he was wearing changed.

Aside, Dumbledore was amazed.

"What new spell is this. Or, are you actually a disguised Animagus?"

If it wasn't for the wrong time, he really wanted to rub Klein's face and study it carefully.

This magic is much more convenient than any compound decoction~
"Put away your inner thoughts, don't look at me with such eyes, thank you."

Klein wondered, why is Dumbledore acting like a normal person, not serious at all?
Sirius Black is just behind the door, old man, you must have relaxed too much.

What he doesn't know is that now Dumbledore is full of confidence - with the strongest assistant (tool man) by his side, he is not afraid of what Sirius can turn up.

This operation can be described as a sure thing.

He even wanted to go to the shop just now to taste the chocolate ice cream after delivering Sirius to the Ministry of Magic.

"Squeak!"

At this moment, the door of Black's old house opened, and a head with tangled beard and hair protruded from the inside.

Seeing the person coming, he was taken aback for a moment, and then took the initiative to speak.

"Principal Dumbledore, why are you?"

Sirius Black smiled wryly.

"I thought there were Aurors and Dementors from the Ministry of Magic waiting for me."

"Blake"

Looking at the former students, the expression on Dumbledore's face was slightly dark.

"I guessed that you would come back here, let's go, I'll take you to where you should be."

"It's okay to wait."

Sirius sighed.

If it was the Ministry of Magic and the Dementors, he had a modicum of confidence that he would be able to escape.

But, Dumbledore?

Forget it, there is no point in resisting.

"What are you going to do?"

Although Sirius' attitude was not aggressive, Dumbledore did not relax.

This is a famous murderer, even his best friend can be betrayed, what else can't he do?

"I want a meal, I'm hungry."

Sensing Dumbledore's vigilance, Sirius smiled more bitterly.

There are so many prisoners who escaped from Azkaban, how did Dumbledore find him?

He didn't understand.

Also, only those inside the Black family know the location of Black's old house, how Dumbledore found it and lifted the restriction.
"can."

That high-spirited Sirius was so downcast now, the old man was deeply moved.

He wasn't worried about the other party's tricks.

His own strength plus insurance (Klein) are enough for him to deal with any problem.

So, after thinking for a second, he agreed to Sirius.

"Thank you so much."

Even if you want to be taken back, you have to eat enough to talk about it.

Sirius scratched his head like a skeleton.

He extended his hand to invite.

"Then come in, don't stand outside the door."

Dumbledore winked at Klein, who was still silent, and walked into Black's old house.

Black's old house was still the same as the last time they came.

Seeing the two dangling in front of his eyes, Sirius was very strange.

The old and the young are no strangers to their own family.
"never mind."

I don’t think about things that I can’t understand. Anyway, I’m going back to prison, so why care about such details.

He took Dumbledore and the taciturn stranger up to the living room on the second floor, and shouted at the top of his voice.

"Kreacher, you bloody bastard, are you dead yet?"

Kreacher, a house elf who has served the Black people for generations, is also the "victim" of Klein's spell last time—after taking away the "Slytherin Locket", Kreacher cast the Forgotten Curse, make him forget everything.

There was no movement for a long time.

Sirius thought Kreacher was dead.

He sighed, and was about to discuss with Dumbledore about borrowing money to buy some food, when a little monster with a head as big as a bucket appeared out of thin air and looked at the three of them with hatred.

"Isn't this Sirius who was kicked out of the family, oh, the mistress will cry bitterly when she sees the sacred old house of Black being broken into by this bad boy!"

"I don't care if she cries or not, Kreacher, she's dead long ago."

Sirius Black has never had a sense of family identity.

He sneered.

"Go and make me something to eat and bring it here, remember, don't spit in it!"

It would be easy if there were house-elves, Sirius gave Kreacher an order bluntly.

He knew that Kreacher would not rebel against him, to be exact, Kreacher would not rebel against any member of the Black family.

"Well!"

Gritting his teeth, Kreacher just wanted to strangle Sirius to death.

But he couldn't, because the bastard had Black blood on him.

"Apparatus" disappeared, and the house-elf angrily went to prepare food.

Sirius let out a sigh of relief, ignored the dirt on his body, and sat down on the old but well-maintained sofa.

This feeling is really comfortable.

Dumbledore was silent.

More than ten years have made him no longer recognize the person in front of him.

The atmosphere was silent for a while.

Klein was bored looking at those strange collections that he didn't have time to look at last time. Anyway, Sirius or something is none of his business, and he came here just for a formality.

"Harry okay?"

Maybe it's a little embarrassing.

In the end, it was Sirius who spoke first.

"Blake, how dare you mention that name."

Dumbledore was seldom angry, but Klein keenly noticed that the old man was rarely angry.

He stared into Sirius' eyes and said word by word.

"If it wasn't for you, Harry would have had a happy childhood."

"I'm not a traitor."

Meeting Dumbledore's eyes, Sirius was very calm.

He didn't argue loudly, as if he was stating the simplest fact, his tone was low.

"I've never been a betrayer. I didn't betray the Potters. I didn't kill people. It was Peter, the dead ghost."

In the past, guilt made him just want to wait in prison to die.

However, after a "heart-to-heart talk" with the chief prison guard who did not want to be named, his attitude has changed.

He still has one concern
In fact, if he hadn't wanted to see Harry Potter, he wouldn't have followed those prisoners out of the prison on the night of the riot in Azkaban.

But now it seems that his wish may not come true.

Dumbledore would not let him see Harry, and Sirius knew that very well.

(End of this chapter)