Living peacefully at Hogwarts

Chapter 228

Godson = dry son ≈ dear son.

Harry Black.

Become!

Klein stroked his smooth chin, gradually combining the images of Harry and Sirius.

"What do you think?"

Seeing that Klein beside him was in a daze, Dumbledore couldn't help but raised his hand and shook it in front of his eyes.

"Nothing, I'm just happy for Harry."

Sirius went to wash up after eating, and there were no outsiders at this time, so Klein didn't continue to make people.

He raised the corners of his mouth and showed a sincere smile.

"It's a good thing."

"Well, that's a good thing."

Dumbledore nodded incredulously.

If the poor child knew that there was always someone who cared silently for him, he would be very happy.

However, now is not the best time.
Ministry of Magic, Barty Crouch.

The old man sighed in his heart and silently remembered a certain name in his heart.

To untie the bell, the person who tied it must still be done. This matter is not over yet!
"Phew, it's really comfortable."

The two were chatting one after another, at this moment, Sirius returned to the living room after washing up.

His hair and beard were still steamed, but not as scruffy as before.

A standard middle-aged handsome guy.

Just a little thin, and the old clothes are baggy.

"Welcome back, Sirius."

Dumbledore got up from the sofa and gave Sirius a serious hug.

In addition to being happy, he was also very guilty.

Before the accident, Sirius had always been a key member of the "Order of the Phoenix"—he was too reckless to doubt Sirius' loyalty so easily.

"Ah."

Sirius was also very happy that the old principal could believe in himself.

However, he didn't take his emotions to the surface.

More than ten years of prison life made him reborn.

He stood there and briefly hugged Dumbledore, looking quite calm.

"Then Mr. Black, let's go."

For a short time, Dumbledore and Sirius agreed that it was not a good time to meet Harry.

Therefore, Klein had no choice but to send Uncle Dog, who had cleared his grievances, to Egypt first.

In the corner of the living room, the house elf Kreacher was very happy.

It's fine to go anywhere, it's best to die outside.

If it wasn't for his uncontrollable excitement being discovered, Klein and the others almost forgot that there was such a thing.

Cast a spell casually to erase Kreacher's memory.

Klein smiled, and opened the teleportation array with a special "port key".

"When the time is right, I will come back."

Before stepping into the teleportation circle, Sirius spoke to Dumbledore.

"Don't worry, I will pay close attention to Barty Crouch's movements and try to clear your name."

Dumbledore nodded.

In addition to tracking down Voldemort's Horcrux, he has a new job.

"Goodbye."

After waving goodbye to Dumbledore for the last time, Sirius walked into the teleportation array and disappeared.

As for Klein, he and Dumbledore had nothing to say, they just waved their hands and teleported over.

Yellow sand fills the sky.

Sirius stepped out of the teleportation array, only feeling a wave of heat coming over his face.

Accustomed to the cold and damp in England, and then suddenly arrived in such a big steamer as Egypt, he couldn't get used to it all at once, and subconsciously wanted to stick out his tongue.

"Whoo~"

The same is true for Klein, but as the "Speaker of the Underworld God", he can also be regarded as a well-known leader in Egypt, and most of those hot feelings disappeared because of the relationship between the gods.

"Do you like it, your new "home"?"

The place where the two are located is outside the ruins of the "City of the Dead", and the environment is really not that good.Klein asked with a smile, secretly observing the expression on Sirius' face. "Compared to Azkaban, this is heaven."

Perhaps sensing the look in the eyes of "Green Clay", Sirius smiled.

"Well."

Feeling a little bored, Klein put away his joking mood and took Sirius to the ruins of the "City of the Dead".

Unexpectedly, as soon as they walked in, a group of scarabs surrounded the two of them like a tide!
"Wang Defa!"

Because it was too terrifying, Sirius didn't pay attention for a while, and made a sound similar to a dog barking and a British curse.

Klein was taken aback, his expression gradually distorted
He was holding back a laugh.

"Okay, you little cuties."

It seems that Imerton has not been lazy these days, and he has fulfilled his order (feeding the scarab).

Crouching down, Klein waved his wand and conjured a cow out of thin air.

The group of scarabs were as happy as seeing their old father's children, and directly ignored the terrified Sirius, but within three to five seconds they finished eating the cow, not even the bones left.

The Sirians are all stupid.

This group of bugs is much more terrifying than any "Unforgivable Curse"!
"Don't worry, you are by my side, and you are contaminated with my breath. These children will not make things difficult for you."

Standing up, Klein explained.

After a pause, he was afraid that Sirius would be worried, so he specially added a "Blessing of the Underworld God" to the other party.

"Whoo~"

Dumbledore's friends are indeed unfathomable.

Sirius has a new appreciation for the baby-faced Green Clay.

"Let me introduce you to someone."

Divine Sense scanned the entire mausoleum and found that Christopher was digging the sand. Klein thought about it, and didn't have the heart to disturb his loyal subordinates.

Turning his head and saying something to Sirius, he clapped his hands.

"Imorton, come here."

"Ok?"

I thought Klein was speaking ancient Egyptian, but Sirius didn't know why.

Unexpectedly, when a gust of wind blew, a bald man in a black robe suddenly appeared at the entrance of the tomb where the two were.

"It's so bright."

This was the only thought in Sirius' mind.

Even after shaving and cutting his hair, his hair volume still looks amazing in front of this mysterious bald head.

"Great priest."

When Imerton saw Klein, he knelt down on one knee respectfully, honestly he was not at all like the high priest who stole the Pharaoh's woman.

As the "Gatekeeper of Hades", he must obey the "Messenger of Hades" unconditionally.

"Imorton, this is my friend. He will stay here for some time, and you will take care of him."

Klein ordered Imerton unceremoniously.

The bald priest nodded yes.

"Great priest, not long ago, those mortals came to the city of the dead and stole the "Golden Sun Sutra"."

Blinking his eyes, he still didn't forget to report what happened recently.

"It's okay."

About the "Golden Sun Sutra" was originally revealed to Richard by Klein, without the hands of mortals, the spell power on the "Golden Sun Sutra" would be troublesome.

Now that the great priest said it was all right, Imerton didn't say anything more.

He looked at the tall and thin man who had been silent all this time.
For some reason, he suddenly felt a little inexplicably uncomfortable.

(End of this chapter)