[HP-DH] The second generation of the Big Four

Sirius had never felt such a hard time.

During the ten minutes of waiting outside the door, he was angry, sad, and sad... In the end, it all turned into deep depression.

Snape satirized one after another: "Why, do you feel that you have been abandoned by Potter? Black, look at your expression... Tsk tsk, you will beg for mercy after more time as a dog."

"Shut up, Snape!" Sirius was trampled on a sore foot, he emphasized: "It's none of Harry's business."

Snape became colder: "Then who do you want to talk about?"

"Your bloody godson!"

"Ha!" Snape laughed strangely: "So you think Potter is the victim?"

Sirius was speechless, he propped his forehead tiredly, leaned against the wall and closed his eyes for a moment.

Some things were clear to Sirius.The two boys had been close before, and now Harry was Draco's partner.

The love is strong, and this is a teenager again... Some things are really understandable.Sirius came from an ancient family, and he was very popular at Hogwarts back then.He slept with a girl at the age of 13, wiped his mouth afterwards and showed off to James proudly.

But things that are taken for granted are unacceptable to Harry.On the one hand, he wondered whether it was the problem of Lily's prenatal education, and on the other hand, he wondered whether it was those nasty Muggles who cast a shadow on Harry.But after thinking about it, he felt that it was his fault. He didn't take good care of Harry, and he forgot to guide him when he was young.Sirius's mind was twisted into a mess, and the mess of thoughts didn't stop until Harry and Draco came out.

Snape sneered, and the group of four walked to the principal's office on the eighth floor in silence.

"Lightning Thunderbolt Candy!"

The monster guarding the gate jumped to both sides, and when he went up the stairs, he heard the loud talk inside.

"I repeat, Dumbledore! This is a matter for the Ministry of Magic!"

In the middle of the principal's office stood a group of people, led by Fudge, who were arguing about something.Seeing Harry's arrival, Morgan Le Fay Avalon next to Fudge smiled eccentrically and said, "Isn't Potter all right? I think you are worrying too much, Headmaster."

Dumbledore's eyes were serious: "I can't put my students in danger, Fudge, Azkaban is not without loopholes."

"Are you questioning me, Dumbledore?" Fudge's sensitive nerves were aggressive: "Are you questioning my government's inaction?"

"Everyone here will not have such an idea." Dumbledore said loudly.The headmaster's azure blue eyes shone with a cold light, and the powerful magic pressure made the Ministry of Magic silence their voices.

At this time, Dumbledore turned his attention to Harry.He took a few steps forward and patted Harry on the shoulder: "Mr. Weasley and Miss Granger are guarding there. I think we should go over."

"What happened, Professor Dumbledore?"

"You will know in the past." Dumbledore finished and walked out.

Fudge snorted and followed the team angrily.There were ten men and women from the Ministry of Magic. They were all Fudge's confidantes. They walked through the corridors of Hogwarts, and they were quite impressive.

Five minutes later, Harry and Draco, who followed Dumbledore, went down to the basement again.Among them, Sirius kept his face sullen, keeping silent about what he saw just like Snape.

The route ahead was very familiar. Deep in the underground corridor was the entrance to the Hufflepuff common room.Because it is hidden and cold, few people come except Hufflepuffs who come and go.But now, densely packed students have surrounded the hallway completely.

Seeing them, the dense crowd made way.Before he could see what was going on inside, Harry heard Justin calling him.The brown-haired boy was tall and strong now, but when he saw Harry, his face was pale, and he could not speak for several times.

"Over there," Hermione said, pointing to the entrance to the Hufflepuff common room.Harry turned his head, and saw such a strange scene: countless vines protruded from the smooth and white entrance of the lounge, entangled round and round, binding the thing firmly.He walked a few more steps, and he could vaguely see light yellow hair and pale skin among the emerald green vines.

That's a man -- Barty Crouch Jr.

The students were chattering and chatting, and they had all sorts of strange answers to who the tied person was.They had never seen Barty Crouch, but the elders knew he was a Death Eater.

The "Daily Prophet" of the Ministry of Magic had published the news of his death, but how should the person in front of him be explained?

come back to life?

Realizing the seriousness, Fudge couldn't help but blushed, and impatiently ordered his subordinates: "Go and get him down."

The two men stepped forward, but just as they raised their wands, they were thrown away by the vines.

"No one has sneaked into the Hufflepuff common room for 1000 years," said Cedric, who was Hufflepuff's prefect and knew something about the college.

As soon as these words came out, everyone who was reminded suddenly realized.

For a while, the badgers, who have always been low-key, rarely raised their tails.

Fudge was ashamed, but he couldn't turn around and leave.Leaving aside who the kidnapped person was, just the fact that there were Death Eaters in Hogwarts was enough to give him a headache for a while.The regime is in jeopardy, and political enemies are watching.Fudge always felt that his current situation was inseparable from Dumbledore, so he always wanted to overwhelm Dumbledore in everything.

"What do you say, Principal Dumbledore?" Morgan Le Fay, who understood what Fudge meant, asked modestly.The vines at the entrance of Hufflepuff don't know what they are called, and no one but Hufflepuff students can approach them.

"Pomona." Dumbledore said gently, "You know what to do?"

"This is the plant left by Helga Hufflepuff." Professor Sprout stepped forward, and saw her hand stretched into the branch of the plant and pressed it, and the tightly entwined vines were like a tide recede to both sides.

After that, things were like watching flowers on horseback.

Fudge was extremely tough on the attitude of Barty Crouch Jr., he insisted that Dumbledore had no right to interfere, and took Barty Crouch Jr. away without letting the interrogator.

After that, they only got a few words from Justin's mouth: "I don't know anything... He asked me to take him into the lounge... I just did what he ordered, to bring Harry out..."

Justin was given the Imperius Curse, and after waking up, there was a fault in his memory.Facing Harry's bed which he had made a mess of by himself, his only impression was that Professor Moody asked him to find Harry.

Now, Moody became Crouch and was sent to Azkaban with obvious loopholes by Fudge.The real one crawled out of his little box to go on as Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts.

The public opinion in the wizarding world was turned upside down, and Draco's "Wizard Weekly" took the opportunity to open up the situation.

Things seem to be developing on the positive side, only the words of Barty Crouch Jr. before he was taken away are still fresh in his memory: "Potter, don't fall into my hands!"

The young man showed a crazy smile, and his eyes were dark and fierce.

At that time, Harry suddenly remembered what Crouch Jr. liked to say when he played Moody: "Be vigilant at all times!"

Voldemort needed his blood to be resurrected, so surely he wasn't going to stop there.

After the Christmas break, Dumbledore began giving lessons to the four of them.This surprised Harry very much. Whenever he came out of the memory about Tom Riddle, he would look at the old headmaster's hand, and he was relieved when he found that the color was still normal there.

"There are nine age spots on here, I counted," said Dumbledore, who had kept Harry after a lesson.Stretching out his left hand generously, the principal with a white beard flickered teasingly in his eyes.

He stretched out his left leg: "Would you like to see it? I have a London subway map on my lap."

Harry rolled his eyes at Dumbledore's indecency.He watched the old headmaster walk towards the door, staring suspiciously at Dumbledore who was leaving.

"Someone wants to see you." After Dumbledore finished speaking, the fireplace in the headmaster's room burst into green flames, and the figure of Sirius stepped out from it.

"Harry." It was the first time he and Sirius had met in two weeks since that day.

Emotions that cannot be expressed in words entangled the two. They looked at each other for a while and then suddenly rushed to speak.

"Harry, I—"

"Sirius, I—"

"I'm sorry, Sirius." Harry threw himself into Sirius' arms, and he shackled the godfather's waist, rubbing his messy hair like a chicken coop.

A big hand inserted into his thick black hair: "I'm the one who should say sorry, Harry." Sirius squatted down, and put his callused palm on his godson's cheek: "Remus said I'm such an asshole He just turned his head and left like that." In the early hours of Christmas Eve, Sirius, who was sleepy, was awakened by Professor McGonagall's patron saint.He'd never forget the terror he felt that night when he learned that someone was trying to break into Hufflepuff and take Harry away.

Harry didn't know the room, and even Ron and Hermione didn't know where he went.Sirius, who asked the twins for the Marauder's map, saw his godson's and Malfoy's names glued together in the Slytherin cellar.

Great worry made Sirius break in, but he didn't want to see a depressing scene.Sirius didn't know what to do, and chose to escape from Harry's pleading eyes.

"I'm afraid I'm going to get mad at you, Harry...I don't know how to deal with you."

"You won't get mad at me, Sirius." Harry said firmly, "You love me very much."

"Of course, my godson." Sirius put his hands on Harry's cheeks: "I have loved you since you were not born. James often tells me how to plan your life. We hope you will become a A Quidditch player or an Auror or something. And then when you grow up marry a girl like Lily—but I don't really agree with that, anyway... Lily is kind of scary when she gets mad."

Harry laughed, "And now?"

"Oh, Merlin..." Sirius exaggeratedly screamed: "Dear baby Harry, do you think I can pull you away from an elf? Merlin! I dare not do such a heinous thing! Of course, Mal Fu is actually good, I was just afraid that he would bully you... well, actually I don't mind him protecting you, after all, I can't be with you forever..." Having said this, Sirius turned his head away embarrassedly.

Harry knew Sirius was shy.

He put his arms around his godfather's neck, but recalled the scene of Sirius falling into the curtain in his mind: "I won't let you leave me..."

"You're not leaving me, are you?"

He wants his godfather to live well, to live wantonly, to live freely, to live happily!

"promise me."

The eagerness in the emerald green pupils puzzled Sirius.But he just dropped a kiss on the godson's forehead without asking: "I will always be by your side until you don't need me anymore."

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