HP solves the mystery

The kitten was only a month old and got hungry very quickly, so Severus could only feed it every hour or so.

At dawn, he yawned and fed the hungry kitten a bottle of milk before falling into a deep sleep.

The kitten, which was snoring comfortably after drinking the milk, stopped breathing for a moment, and then its belly rose and fell regularly.

Countless owls were flying in the darkness outside the window, and there were more searching Aurors and wizards on the streets of London.

With his knowledge of Peter, Sirius finally found him in an underground air-raid shelter. Seeing the calm look on his face, he couldn't help but question him.

"Why did you betray James and the others? We have been together in school for seven years, and we haven't been good enough to you? I also asked you to be such an important secret keeper, and this is how you repay me? I have doubted Remus before. I never doubted you!" Sirius asked crazily with red eyes, thinking of his dead friend.

"You ask why? You two are both young masters from wealthy families. You live in a wealthy family and are never short of galleons. But I am just a poor kid from the Muggle world. In the eyes of outsiders, I can be friends with you. It's just great luck." Peter laughed sarcastically and listed the good things in his mouth one by one, "Where were you when I needed you? And when you needed me, I obliged without hesitation."

"The secret keeper is very important and dangerous. Have you never thought about how much torture I will go through if I am captured and tortured? My mother only has one son, and I don't want to die!" Peter roared loudly, his face full of tears. Sirius was slightly startled.

At this moment, Peter apparated out of the air raid shelter and walked through the streets of London in the faint morning light.

When the Aurors heard the explosion that pierced the sky and rushed over, they saw an entire street that had been blown up. Sirius was standing among a pile of dead bodies, laughing wildly.

They only had time to ask some of the frightened Muggles around them, modified their memories before the police arrived, and then escorted the crazy Sirius away.

The weather was a bit gloomy, with dark clouds hanging low as if it was going to rain.

The gray owl circled in the air for a while, and finally landed on a branch and pecked at its feathers.

Vernon Dursley, who was driving to work, saw a group of people wearing strange costumes on the roadside. He had seen more of these people wearing cloaks in recent years, so he looked away without paying much attention.

Is he a friend of Sister Petunia? But there has been no contact with her sister for almost a year? Dursley boredly poked the pendant made by Petunia in the car with his fingers, thinking about calling Petunia later to ask.

Penny had no classes this morning, so she fell asleep at home. It was already nine o'clock when she received a call from her boyfriend, and she happened to witness a flock of owls flying by outside the window.

"Not yet, uh-huh, the internship unit has been found." Petunia was stunned for a while, and after hearing Vernon's concerned inquiry on the phone, she hurriedly answered, "I will bring you lunch at noon, Ronnie's store has new ones. Dessert……"

After coaxing her boyfriend, she looked at the crowd of people being harassed by owls outside and had a bad feeling in her heart.

After Penny packed up and went out, she unexpectedly saw a tabby cat squatting on a bench and looking at the bus route with a map. When she turned around to confirm, the cat was still there, but not holding the map.

Anyway... Cats look at routes very strangely... Petunia thought to herself that she wouldn't stay up all night, so she patted her cheek to cheer herself up.

There were very few wizards still on the streets, and most of them went to the Broken Ax Bar or the Three Broomsticks to drink and celebrate.

The owls in the sky were still flying in groups, conveying messages that Muggles could not see.

"Today's news is a bit strange..." Ms. Brown stirred the coffee with an automatic stirring spoon and shook the "Daily Prophet" in her hand. "They actually said that - I mean that the adult was missing!"

Several wizards who were familiar with Ms. Brown were drinking milk tea in the store and giggled when they heard this.

"My dear, your news is out of date." The thin brown-haired witch said, "Now we can confirm that the child of prophecy is the surviving child of the Potter family. His parents were killed!" She saw that Ms. Brown was not satisfied. With a trusting look, he added, "It was said by the daughter of a relative of my mother's friend. She has a special group in the Ministry of Magic. Well, maybe the Order of the Phoenix also has some..."

"That's not necessarily true. Didn't those people go to Auror Longbottom's house before... And that adult was just missing, not dead. Those people were too happy too early..." The witch on the side retorted, and she took a sip of milk tea. .

The two quarreled for a few words and then died down. After all, those promotions were too far away from them, so they might as well be interested in naysayer promotions.

Ms. Brown looked at the newspaper and frowned. If Voldemort really disappeared as reported, the peaceful situation in the wizarding world would be broken again.

When Lucius was controlling the personnel of the Ministry of Magic and the Order of the Phoenix who were protecting the Potter family, he heard Regulus who was guarding outside the villa confirming the news that Voldemort had disappeared in the Potter family, and rushed back to the manor without stopping. Arrange for the evacuation of the men and let the nobles deal with the tail.

James Mead and Mazikin, the elites in the Muggle world, discussed it and finally wrote a plan and submitted it to Lucius overnight.

When Lucius waited at Voldemort's manor for 10 hours, only the white snake Nagini was playing in the manor, and the adult did not show up, he knew that Voldemort was really missing, and fortunately the recovery plan was in progress.

Lucius took Regulus and others and ran to St. Mungo's first, saying that they needed to be checked because they felt muddled before and only returned to normal today.

The other nobles who were a step behind secretly thought Lucius was cunning, and then invited a doctor to come to the house to check. After proving that he was under an unknown spell, they let him go and recuperated at home.

It can be said that when a tree falls, the hozens scatter, and when the wall falls, everyone pushes against it.

Dumbledore was surprised and a little regretful when he received the news. Although Voldemort was missing, the Potters he was interested in had died, leaving Harry alone.

He quickly cheered up and contacted the Ministry of Magic and the Order of the Phoenix, hoping to liquidate the Death Eaters.

In recent years, the Death Eaters have vigorously developed the economy, opened companies to create more jobs, and made a lot of money; but they have never paid taxes to the Ministry of Magic, and they can only covet it. In the past, they did not dare to do so because of Voldemort's shock, but now that Voldemort is missing, they You can start.

The Ministry of Magic immediately closed down the cinemas at Universal Studios and Diagon Alley. They also sent Aurors to guard the other Hogsmeade villages and Diagon Alley replicas in the northern suburbs, causing panic for a while.

Many wizards working in Voldemort's company are very dissatisfied. They were originally half-blood or Muggle wizards. They all got a job because of Death Eaters and had the capital to support their families. Now they are seizing the company. This is not to kill them. life?

These people don't care about the Order of the Phoenix and the Death Eaters, or the confrontation between Aurors and evil forces. They only care about their own lives. After all, working in a company is much better than working all over the world to find a job, and there are also five insurances and one housing fund. Get the bonus.

The Death Eaters headed by Lucius were not unresponsive. They spread the news about the improved wolfsbane potion and sold the brewed potion.

For a time, the cheap improved potion attracted werewolves to rush for it, but Lucius also knew hunger marketing, and he could only sell twenty bottles a day. This was a drop in the bucket for the werewolves, but it gave them hope.

Because the store that sold the potion told them that they originally planned to give away the improved wolfsbane potion formula that was not only cheap but also easy to make for free, but now that the boss was in crisis, they had to change their mind.

The Ministry of Magic had no choice but to pinch their noses and award them with the second-level Order of Merlin, and the intensity of the blow was also weakened. They were afraid of being bitten to death by the transformed werewolves sneaking into the Ministry of Magic.

Wizards and their families who work at Voldemort's company staged a sit-in at the Ministry of Magic for several days, demanding that they lift the blockade on the company.

In general, the people in the Ministry of Magic were very busy. Except for the interrogation of a few captured Death Eaters, the rest of the progress was very slow.

Potter Manor was sealed off due to the death of its owner, and the house elves went into hiding.

Dumbledore hugged the small ball of Harry and sighed. Considering the effect of the blood curse, after much thought, he still had to send him to the Muggle world.

Prevent the crazy Death Eaters from counterattacking and those who think the prophecy is true from taking advantage of it, and go to a place where you can grow up healthy and accept all the glory.

What's more, he thought Voldemort's disappearance was very strange. If it was because of serious injuries and hiding for treatment, then the Death Eaters would not be so obedient; but if they encountered death, the Death Eaters would not be so calm, and even the crazy woman would not be so calm. Never showed up.

Everything looked weird, but he couldn't say it. There was a part of the wizarding world that had been looking forward to the Dark Lord's downfall for a long time.

"Are you really going to hand Harry over to that Muggle? She looks like she's still in school and has trouble supporting herself...and she has a bad boyfriend..." Professor McGonagall looked sadly at little Harry in the blanket. , full of worries about his future.

"This is his only family now, Minerva." Dumbledore thought of the intricate bloodlines in the wizarding world and Harry's direct blood relatives, and shook his head helplessly.

"But...why not send him to old Evans? I observed that couple..." Professor McGonagall wiped the corners of her eyes and lovingly tucked the blanket wrapped around little Harry.

Dumbledore was silent for a while and then spoke seriously, "How long can old Mr. and Mrs. Evans stay with Harry? Five years or ten years? They are almost sixty years old, Minerva, they are only Muggles..."

This was a sad topic, and both sides fell silent for a while.

Professor McGonagall glanced at little Harry, then let Dumbledore hold the child over the low garden wall and placed him on the steps of the gate.

"Come on Minerva, I've written the situation in the letter, she knows the address." A trace of sadness flashed in Dumbledore's eyes, and his cloak made a whooshing sound when he turned around, and the next moment he was gone.

Professor McGonagall followed the dim light and saw the small package on the steps, and murmured, "I wish you good luck, little Harry."

Little Harry turned over in the blanket. He didn't know that his parents who loved him were dead, and he didn't know his next fate. But at this moment, he was happy because he carried the love of many people.

The gentle breeze blew through the dense leaves, making a rustling sound. A muffled thunder passed through the dark sky, and the thunder light illuminated the villa's door number - No. 4 Privet Drive.

A restless Penny was awakened by thunder. She wanted to drink water, but found that the cup on the bedside was empty, so she lifted the quilt and went to the kitchen to get water.

Vernon woke up when Petunia got up, and he got up to accompany her.

"It's nothing Petunia, it's just thunder, that's how it is in England." Vernon comforted him.

As soon as he finished speaking, several flashes of lightning flashed outside, followed by thunder in his ears, and the rainstorm was like a whip, hitting the window violently, as if it wanted to swallow everything.

Vernon was startled, but hugged Petunia tightly to comfort her.

The car parked outside was hit by something blown by the wind, causing a siren to sound.

Vernon flipped the switch, but fortunately the wire was not hung up, and a bright light illuminated the dim living room.

"Vernon, did you hear anything?" Petunia sat on the sofa tremblingly, holding Vernon's hand and listening, "It sounded like a child crying, very close to us... You said it couldn't be the child being killed. Just blow it out..."

Vernon didn't quite believe this. This might be a new crime method used by thieves nearby, but he still listened patiently.

"Vernon, do you hear the noise? It's getting louder!"

Vernon listened carefully and found that it was true.

"Penny, stay here, I'll go take a look!" He said, picking up the golf club and looking through the peephole, it was dark outside, but the cry became clearer and clearer.

Vernon took a deep breath and opened the door, and the sloping rain splashed all over him. He lowered his head to wipe his face, and discovered the source of the crying - a child wrapped in a blanket.

"Penny! Come out quickly! There's a baby growing on our steps!!!"

After Penny read the letter, before she could feel sad about her sister's death, she was troubled by the crying children and had a headache.

The next morning, Petunia, who had coaxed the child all night, sent the child to Severus with a haggard face and yawning.

"What, you want me to babysit for you?" Severus stared at Petunia in disbelief. Does he look like a daddy?

Penny clasped her hands together in a praying gesture.

"Please, please, Severus, just watch for a day or two." Petunia said sincerely, "When I figure out the reason and explain the situation to my parents, it will be clear where little Harry is going!"

She had no choice but to do this. One of her and Vernon were working and the other was in the internship period. They were both too busy to stop. Even if they had to take leave, it would take time.

Petunia felt very sad and helpless. Her sister's death was a huge blow to her, and the last filter of the magical world disappeared from her eyes.

Besides, Lily's death was too sudden. They didn't even see the body. Their parents would not accept this reality.

But how can I put it... Everything in the magical world is unscientific...

Penny had to talk hard to get someone to agree, and she quickly grabbed him and carried him to school.

Severus hugged little Harry with mixed emotions and touched his smooth forehead with his fingers.

Some things seem to have changed, but some things seem to have stayed the same.

He really can't figure out the future direction now.