[hp] Black Dog Breeding Manual

Harry shifted his gaze from Anaska to Sirius, and froze.Like him, Hermione and Ron were slightly startled.

They all realized at the same moment that the person who came could only be Sirius Black, but at the same moment they could not restrain their doubts.

Different from the thin man with disheveled hair, tattered clothes and emaciated figure in the wanted notice that everyone has seen, Sirius Black in front of him is a young, healthy, tall man. Carved works of art.

If there was such a person at Hogwarts last year, there probably wouldn't be so many crazy girls falling for Professor Lockhart.

For unknown reasons, Harry found him very familiar.Not on a wanted notice or in a newspaper, but somewhere else.Just when in the past two years.

Sirius pulled out a chair and sat down beside Anaska.

Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked at each other and communicated with each other through their eyes. The sudden appearance of Sirius was obviously beyond their expectations.

Sirius gazed at Harry affectionately, his dark gray eyes scrutinizing him from top to bottom, as if preparing to imprint every part of Harry in his eyes.

After a long time, Sirius said with a nostalgic tone: "Harry, you really look like your father—"

"Are you Sirius Black?" Harry interrupted him, looking up to meet Sirius' gaze without hesitation.

Sirius nodded, not offended by Harry's unfriendly tone, "Yeah, glad you knew my name."

Rosmerta arrived at this moment with five glasses of juice, and she handed the glasses to each of them in turn, only giving Sirius a suspicious look as she handed them to him.

Sirius shrugged helplessly.

"I read it in the paper, you're a Death Eater." Harry stared at him intently.

"It seems to have been in the newspapers for a while, but do you believe it?"

"That's what everyone said, you killed twelve Muggles and Peter Pettigrew who went to stop you... Moreover, they also told me that you have been hiding for so many years and suddenly reappeared for me." Harry's voice trembled faintly, and his hands were clenched into fists.

Sirius raised an eyebrow.

Hermione whispered cautiously: "Wait, Harry, you didn't finish listening, just now Hagrid said..."

"Shut up, Hermione." Harry pursed his lips together.

"If you really believed those words, you wouldn't have asked me that, but would have already taken out your wand." Sirius looked Harry in the eyes, "I'm grateful you didn't."

Harry said nothing.

Hermione breathed a sigh of relief, and Ron had been burying his head in drinking the juice, as if he had been hit by something.

"It seems that we have never talked face to face..." Sirius Black said slowly, "You probably don't know, but in fact, before you came to Hogwarts to study, Anaska and I often visited you."

"I know. Professor Campbell told me she visited me...she doesn't sound like she went alone," Harry replied, "but I still need to explain."

"Of course, as long as you give me a little time, you can know everything you want to know."

Harry didn't know where to start, there was so much he wanted to figure out.

"You're not a Death Eater, are you?" Hermione thought for a while and asked the question for Harry.

Disgust flashed in Sirius' eyes at the sound of "Death Eater."

"Of course not, don't compare me to those guys."

"Then why were you treated as a Death Eater and taken to Azkaban?"

"That's a long story."

It was not easy for Sirius to repeat his foolish replacement of the secret keeper, the deaths of the Potters, and the frame-up of Peter Pettigrew. His heart was constantly setting off wave after wave.

"In a sense, other people's accusations against me are not wrong." Sirius' tone was extremely painful, and he recalled things that he most wished had never happened, "I killed James and Lily, They died of my hubris. I was a sinner so I let the aurors send me to Azkaban to atone for that. But then Anaska's unicorn brought me back from prison by her side."

Anaska took his hand, hoping to share Sirius' guilt and remorse.

The circles of Harry's eyes were slightly red, and Anaska saw him wipe the corners of them secretly.

Without a doubt, Harry missed his parents.Dumbledore had told Anaska that he had been obsessed with Erised sunglasses in his first year just to see James and Lily from inside.

"So, you came to Hogwarts to find Harry?" Hermione asked, and she also choked up for a while, her throat was a little hoarse.

"This is only part of the reason." Sirius shook his head, "and part of it is because Dumbledore invited Anaska to come to class. But the main reason is because we found that Peter Pettigrew is still alive and hiding in Hoag Wattsley."

"Where?!" Harry raised his voice, bouncing straight from his chair.

Harry's excitement is understandable, Peter Pettigrew, the real traitor who betrayed his friend's trust and caused the death of his parents.

Anaska and Sirius exchanged glances, then she pointed to Ron.

"Me? Why look at me, I'm not Peter Pettigrew." Ron was at a loss, he seldom spoke today, and he almost drank the juice.

Hermione screamed.

"God, I know!"

Ron scratched his red hair irritably. "What are you doing, yelling again. What do you know?"

"It's Scabbers!" Hermione could hardly control her voice, "Ron, it's Scabbers! Think about it carefully, how can Pettigrew Peter make others think he is dead? How can he not be killed for 12 years?" People found traces? Peter Pettigrew's remains had only one finger, and Scabbers happened to be missing a claw! Sirius was an unregistered Animagus, and so was Pettigrew!"

Ron was stupid in his position, and it took him a while to come back to his senses and retort: ​​"Impossible! Scabbers has been in our house for 12 years, and he's just an ordinary mouse—"

"Yeah, exactly 12 years. Which ordinary mouse can live 12 years?" Hermione shot back immediately, "No wonder Crookshanks always chases Scabbers, he must have discovered something..."

"That cat of yours is absolutely crazy! It made Scabbers sick!"

"No! Scabbers was sick before he met Crookshanks! He got sick when Sirius reappeared! Ron, he's not afraid of Crookshanks, he's afraid of Sirius!" Halliby Hermione reacted even faster, and the truth slowly became coherent before his eyes, and everything suddenly became clear.

"Crookshanks is the smartest cat I've ever met," Anaska said. "Sorry, Ron, that's why I can't show you Scabbers. He's Peter Pettigrew. To the Ministry of Magic so Sirius' reputation can be restored."

Ron couldn't speak, his expression was too dull.

"How is this possible... Scabbers? It's just an ordinary mouse, and it doesn't even have any extraordinary abilities..."

"I'm sorry... I really feel guilty for causing you to lose your precious pet." Anaska looked at Ron sadly, "I can't ask for your forgiveness, but I beg you to give us a chance to make up."

"Is Scabbers... really Peter Pettigrew?" Ron stammered.

Anaska nodded again.

"Well..." Ron said dazedly, "I pocketed a wizard for three years and fed him cheese...that's really disgusting."

Harry patted him on the shoulder sympathetically.

"Little Peter is already in Azkaban now, and the dementors there are probably around him." Sirius looked at Harry, "I think you heard what the other professors said just now, I am you Godfather, Harry... In fact, your father once told me that if something happened to him, I would be your guardian. However, for various reasons, and for your safety, in the end Send you to your aunt's house."

"In the past, Dumbledore hoped that the wizarding world would have too much influence on you, and we ourselves lived in hiding, so we didn't dare to show up in front of you too much..." Anaska also looked at Harry, "But now... Harry, would you like to come and live with us for two weeks every summer?"

Harry was stunned and didn't speak.

Anaska's heart was pounding nervously.

"Even if you decide not to forgive us, it's totally understandable," she said despondently, "We just want you to know that we also expect you to celebrate Christmas, Easter and other holidays with us ... but if you don't willing……"

"No—no, I'd love to! I'd love to!" Harry replied hastily and eagerly, the initial suspicion on his face had disappeared since then, "I don't want to be alone in school at all." Christmas, or being cooped up in the Dursleys' room for a whole summer..."

The Muggles of the Dursleys hadn't really been kind to Harry.

Anaska was sad to death, Harry would have lived with them if Harry hadn't been protected by the spell only by living at Number 4 Privet Drive.

"Poor Harry... if only you could live with us." Anaska stood up, leaned over and hugged Harry for several minutes, then kissed him twice on the cheek.

Harry blushed, but he didn't resist, which was a big concession for a boy his age.

The author has something to say: I want to end more and more...

The final exam is going to make me cry... I haven't started studying yet, why is it the end of the semester QAQ

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><Thanks to Gu Liang who voted for me as the Overlord yesterday.

First of all, I am very grateful to Su Muyang Guliang for throwing me a mine, I have been seeing you all the time =3=

Then, I would like to thank Zi Ruo Qingming for throwing me a grenade and a landmine. Zi Ruo Qingming is actually the vest of my foodie girl, and she is also a girl who often appears (*/ω＼*), moved to cry Alright, what? =3=

_(:з」∠)_Speaking of which, is it okay that your vest styles are so different...