Entrepreneurship and Wealth in the Order of the Phoenix

Harry's eyes widened in surprise, wand still in hand, and he reflexively cast a Petrifying Charm on the man writhing like a cabbage worm.Peter was held there, in a split position, until Professor McGonagall, awakened from his trance, levitated him out of the classroom to report the problem to Dumbledore.

Ronald Weasley, the man who set Flag to be the number one in his year, turned his head and looked at Hermione dully.

"Hermione, any tutoring?"

In fact, little Ronnie doesn't need to be discouraged. If he can't be the first man in his grade, he can be the man of Hermione, the first in grade and Granger. Wouldn't it be a pleasure to be the first in the magic world.

……

A day later, Azkaban.

Sirius, who turned into a big black dog, curled up in a corner, panting in pain in the darkness.The previous wave of dementors just passed by, probably because when transforming into animals, the thinking is simpler, and the Animagus form is conducive to avoiding the attack of dementors.

Suddenly, he heard the footsteps of several wizards coming from outside the prison, he quickly changed back into human form, and waited quietly for them to pass by...pass by...huh?

"Mr. Black? Mr. Black?" a female voice called.Then there was the sound of chanting a mantra, and the cell door swung open.

Sirius watched a large group of wizards come in with a perplexed expression. They all bowed and apologized to him, then wrapped him in warm blankets and surrounded him to leave prison, and sent him to the best place in the magic world to take care of him. All day long, as they used the fireplace to send him to the Ministry of Magic, and kept asking him if he felt unwell.

After being washed and dressed, Sirius, who was sitting in the Wizengamot lounge, still looked perplexed.

what happened? ?

"Oh, I'm sorry, Mr. Black." A young and beautiful witch frowned her delicate eyebrows worriedly, and explained to him in a soft and pleasant voice: "It's our negligence that we haven't told you what happened. Injustice case, we are too flustered, sorry sorry."

Sirius: "..." When did the attitude of the Wizengamot staff become so good?

"Peter Petroleum showed up at Hogwarts the day before yesterday, and we learned he was an unregistered Animagus. After taking Veritaserum, he said everything. Really, really sorry Mr. Black." The witch Lihua begged pitifully, "Please forgive us, if you have any requests, just ask, the Ministry of Magic will compensate you."

"You..." Sirius opened his mouth with difficulty, and he hadn't spoken for ten years, making his voice hoarse and indistinct. "Why?"

The witch is about to cry. The diplomatic dispute between the British and American Ministry of Magic caused by the trash incident some time ago has not yet been resolved. In the blink of an eye, another big event happened. How can the officials of the magic world live!

"Your godson, Mr. Potter, said that if you think it doesn't matter, let it be. Otherwise, he will question the legal authority of the wizarding world, complain to the Wizengamot, use the media to incite public anger, and cause political turmoil in the Ministry of Magic. Make things big and make big international news! He said, anyway, he has enough influence..."

Sirius: "..."

Worthy of being my godson!here you go!

"You...have to sentence Petrou to death." Sirius moved his lips, and finally he could only utter this sentence.

"Yes, Mr. Black! Good Mr. Black! No problem, Mr. Black!" The witch immediately nodded her head like a chicken pecking at rice, and rushed out to apply for relevant matters.

The next day, Peter Petrou and the Dementors had some love-kissing in front of the eyes of Azkaban.

Dementor: mua~(ε｀)

Peter Petrou, deceased.

……

After the Wizengamot's legal procedures were over, Sirius could finally take a breather and be free from the witches who looked at him pitifully.In fact, he really wanted to say to them: Don't look at me like that, it's useless, I think back when I was handsome, there were too many witches who winked at me.

He came to Dumbledore's office through the fireplace, waiting for his godson.Harry is 11 years old now, and he will be [-] in the summer vacation. What does he look like?Like James or like Lily?He must be a Gryffindor full of courage, maybe he is also an excellent Quidditch player like James... Oh, no, he won't be able to play until next year, and he must buy him the best Quidditch player by then. Good broom!

The godfather of the big dog was immersed in beautiful fantasies, his mouth was about to grin to the ears.Facts have proved that raising babies is addictive, just like raising frogs.

However, Sirius will only find out later that this baby...

It's a melon.

With a password, the door of the principal's office opened, and a boy with messy black hair and green eyes appeared at the door. It was exactly the same when I was a child.

He was wearing green-lined Slytherin robes.

Sirius thought wildly in his heart: This must be Harry!Had his godson been a Slytherin, but it didn't matter, Harry was a good Slytherin, and his godson was the best in the world.Harry, look at me!

The boy glanced at him, then said to himself, "I must have opened it the wrong way", and closed the door in a daze.

Sirius:? ? ?

After a few seconds, the door opened again.Harry stood at the door, and three little wizards came out behind him, it was Hermione, Ron and Draco.

The black-haired boy was holding a photo album in his hand, which was given to him by Dumbledore. It was a photo of his parents' wedding. His father was smiling happily and waving to him in the photo, while his mother also had a smile on her face. That kind of gentle and happy smile, but the most eye-catching thing in the photo is not the couple, but a man beside James.

It was a man who couldn't be described as "handsome". He was tall and slender, and his chiseled face seemed to be carved by a god with the most dexterous craftsmanship. Half-length black hair fell down on his cheeks, forming an elegant and beautiful arc. His eyes gleamed happily in the sun.There was an uninhibited, graceful air about him, and he was simply stunningly beautiful.

Looking at the man sitting in front of him again, he looked haggard, with sunken eye sockets, his face was so thin that he couldn't see any flesh, his dry and pale skin stuck to his high and protruding cheekbones, his lips were tightly pursed, without a trace of blood.Although it has been well-groomed by the Ministry of Magic, no matter how good the wizard's robes are, it can't hide the thin skeleton-like body.

In short, it is just one word, miserable.

Harry looked up at the godfather, looked down at the photo, and it took him a long time to realize: "...Godfather?"

"Harry!"

Ron and Draco glanced suspiciously at the photo, then at the person, and repeated this many times. "This is your godfather? Was this disfigured by Azkaban?"

Harry: The Ministry of Magic, the Wizengamot, Azkaban, ruined the advertising spokesperson of my future company, you are finished, I'm going to make a big news.

Hermione stopped Harry: "Harry, don't be impulsive, your godfather lost a little weight, but he can gain weight back."

"...makes sense."

Therefore, Sirius' baby-raising plan has not yet been implemented, and he was first dragged into Harry's fattening godfather plan, fed and exercised every day, and his potion genius godson even made some beauty potions every day to fiddle with his own. godfather.

Sirius: Help, I'm not a white peacock like Malfoy, we straight men are handsome because of genetics, I don't want beauty potions, Harry let me go——

Light the wax for Sirius.