Hogwarts I have been guarding Azkaban for ten years

After learning the true purpose of the werewolf, Browder began to think about his next actions.

Privet Drive is now the center of the fight between the two sides. It is not safe for the uncle and his family to stay there. Browder wants to send them abroad to hide for a while to avoid being accidentally injured by the war between werewolves and the Ministry of Magic. Aunt and sister Sharon We are not yet able to protect ourselves and are very vulnerable.

Browder is a man of action, and he does what he says. During his break, he apparated directly from the fireplace of the Ministry of Magic and came to his uncle's house.

After some persuasion with a dry mouth, my uncle agreed.

Because the matter between the werewolves and the Ministry of Magic is now known to all wizards, even if the uncle does not think about himself, he will think about his wife and Sharon.

The last three of them were going to Egypt for a vacation. They took a look at the docile dragons there, which was considered as preparation for Sharon to go to school.

As for Qin who is still studying at Hogwarts, Browder is not worried at all. For now, it is still the safest place in the world.

When we were saying goodbye, my uncle was carrying the box that had been enchanted with an expansion spell, and looked at Browder with a complex expression: "Like your father, you are always so pushy, unlike me, who hide in the shadows all your life."

Browder patted his uncle on the shoulder: "That's not the case. Everyone's life path is different, because this is the mission given to us by God. Greatness can also be seen in the ordinary."

"Generally speaking, I am a support team member for you and your son." After listening to Browder's words, the uncle's mood eased a lot, and he even joked with Browder.

"No, you are my family." Browder said seriously.

The uncle was stunned for a moment, with mixed feelings in his heart. Without saying anything else, he took his wife and niece on vacation.

After seeing off his uncle's family, Browder found Sirius in a well-built kennel.

This kennel has been cast with an extension spell. On the surface it looks like a puppy house, but in fact it has three bedrooms and one living room. Sirius's life here is pretty good, but it's a bit boring. Days without adventure are too much for him. is boring.

Moreover, these Sirius attacks were thwarted and they did not enter the range of Privet Drive at all, so Sirius repeated the same action every day, which was the void alert.

Browder walked into the house and found Sirius with his long hair loose and wearing a silk

"You're finally here! I thought you forgot you had a pet!" Sirius said angrily.

Browder smiled slightly: "There is good news and bad news, which one should you listen to first?"

"good news."

"I have asked my uncle's family to move away, so you don't have to look at this place anymore."

Sirius was confused: "But if it ends like this, wouldn't I be imprisoned in Azkaban? Why is this good news?"

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"Ahem, don't worry about those details, I'm telling you some bad news."

"It's not like you haven't found any trace of Peter Pettigrew."

"No, do you know where this place is and who lives here?"

Sirius looked at Browder without saying a word. He felt that the other party was making fun of him. Don't he still know what kind of place this is?

"On this street, there lives a man named Vernon." Browder reminded.

A trace of doubt flashed in Sirius's eyes. He seemed to have some impression of this name, but he couldn't remember it. It seemed to be related to his dead brother...

Browder continued: "They adopted a child last year whose name I'm sure you are familiar with, Harry Potter."

In an instant, Browder felt that the air in the room had become hot. What Browder said was like a basin of cold water poured into boiling oil, and it boiled instantly.

"Potter...yes, Vernon, he is James' brother-in-law," Sirius remembered Vernon's name. He seemed nervous and a little uneasy now, "What happened to him? He...is living at his aunt's house now. Is he okay? Can I...can I go see him? "

The Sirius boy asked Browder in questions, but everyone could tell that he was speaking in the affirmative. It seemed that nothing could stop him from visiting his godson.

"Of course. In fact, I'm just here to tell you about Harry."

Browder told Sirius all the information he had learned from the werewolves, which was his due reward.

After watching the other party in his home for so long, he still couldn't get the information about Peter Pettigrew. It would be the same if he used the werewolf's information in return.

"Damn! Those lowly werewolves, how dare they attack Harry?!" Sirius was furious. Harry is the son of a hero, the son of his best brother, and even his godson!The werewolf's attempt to harm Harry completely angered Sirius.

"I...I have to watch him and wait until this matter is over before I go back to Azkaban, okay?"

After Sirius calmed down, he almost begged Browder.

He understood the strength of the man in front of him, and he was still a prisoner outside the prison. Without Browder's nod, Sirius couldn't do anything outside!

"I beg you, Mr. Browder, this is my only request."

Browder looked at Sirius, his heart suddenly moved, and he felt as if he had touched something.

A feeling called power, the feeling of having great power.

For a moment, Browder's thoughts wandered a little far, and he suddenly thought that what he had done before seemed to have gone the wrong way!

In the past, I was somewhat of a middle-class person, always thinking about spreading my terror to the world and making everyone succumb to my force, thinking that in this way I could protect the things I care about.

But he was proven wrong.

Although the werewolves realized their terrifying strength, they did not stop their attack on Privet Drive because all they could give was the threat of death.

And these people are not afraid of death. Under the leadership of the prophet, the werewolves seem to have no regard for their own life and death.

How can someone who is not afraid of death care about his own terror?

Looking at Sirius in front of him, his strength is far superior to those werewolves who are not afraid of death. Except for those prophets who do not know their strength, all werewolves are no match for him, but at this time, he sincerely begged himself.

why?

Because I can give him what he wants, and this thing is even more important than his life!

Browder seems to understand that the key to violence solving most problems is that most people are afraid of death, but when facing those who are not afraid of death or wizards, they have to change their strategies.

"Get up, my dear friend." Browder said, slowly helping Sirius to the chair.

With a wave of the magic wand in his hand, Browder directed the tea sets and tea in the restaurant to float slowly and steadily in front of the two of them, "First have a sip of tea to calm down."

Sirius took the teacup and took a sip.

"You know, I have always valued our friendship." Browder lay comfortably on the sofa and looked at Sirius.

Sirius looked at Browder with some confusion, wondering how the two of them had a friendship. He helped him protect his family, and the other party gave him the news about Peter Pettigrew. The two parties were obviously an exchange of equal value!

Could it be that the other party wants to talk about friendship instead of business after the matter is over, and wants to get rid of his debt?

What's the difference between this ticket being sold out and a prostitute saying we're a**? !

Seeing Sirius's face suddenly fall, Browder knew that the other party had misunderstood, and said with a smile: "I want to say, since you have helped me, of course I will repay you. This is not because we agreed at the beginning. The transaction is simply because I admire you."

"I will allow you to stay here, and I will continue to help you keep an eye on the whereabouts of Peter Pettigrew. Even when the child Harry is in danger and you can't cope with it, I will appear to help you solve the problem. You understand me. Do you understand?"

Sirius's mind was very clear, and he understood that there is no such thing as a free lunch: "So, what is the price? What do I have to pay?"

Browder placed the tea cup in his hand on the coffee table, with a look of sorrow on his face: "Oh, Sirius, Sirius, what on earth have I done to make you disrespect me so much?"

"I can give you whatever you want." Sirius said hurriedly, he was afraid that Browder would reject him.

Browder walked up to Sirius and looked at Sirius condescendingly: "Although we have not known each other for a long time, I should have known you a long time ago. A man of great influence like you has lived a carefree life. I understand."

"But now that you have a child you want to take care of and someone you want to take revenge on, you should know that you can't be carefree after being shackled. Now you ask for my help, but you don't even know What do I need?"

Sirius looked at Browder without saying a word, he was struggling in his heart.

"What I want is very simple, that is your respect." Browder's voice was low and hoarse. "You need to treat me like a friend and then offer your loyalty."

"Now, if you ask me as a friend, then all your requests will be fulfilled. What a loyal person like you wants to do, is also what I want to do, and with my support, you can Take whatever you ask for."

Sirius looked at Browder, and after a moment he said softly: "It's an honor to be your friend, Mr. Browder."