HP Hermione's Phoenix

Overnight, black and white were re-divided, loyalty and treachery were re-sentenced.

The traitor was arrested, the hero was protected...

Hermione, however, had a second thought.In the night wind, she faintly glanced at the forest farm outside, inexplicably feeling slightly bad, as if something unexpected was about to happen...

In an instant, all the people in the principal's room left, and only Hermione and Dumbledore were left standing facing each other.

Unexpectedly, this time Dumbledore didn't say a word, just looked at her deeply.He had just won a victory at this time, and his energy, energy, and spirit were all in top condition, and his sharp eyes remained unchanged.

Hermione smiled.She was kind, and said slowly: "The matter is over, is there any dissatisfaction with the principal?"

Dumbledore looked at her penetratingly, and said bluntly, "What do you want, child?"

Hermione glanced at him, and asked back: "Why did the headmaster ask me? — On the contrary, the headmaster already knew the truth of Black's innocence 12 years ago, right? It was because of the game with the Ministry of Magic that he couldn't let it go." Did he get out of prison sooner?"

Dumbledore didn't answer, but she knew in her heart that this was the known fact.

—Otherwise, how would Severus Snape, the former Death Eater, with overwhelming evidence, escape from prison?

——Bail a Snape, give up a Blake, the results of the judicial transaction all make sense...

Hermione couldn't help but feel a gloomy sense of disgust.The feeling of disgust came from, and she secretly thought that if she put herself in Dumbledore's position back then, she might have to make this choice...

However, the door suddenly creaked, and a figure walked in.

Hermione's expression changed immediately: "What are you asking him to do now?"

She suddenly released her aura, and Fox, who had just sent the letter, couldn't help being shocked, and timidly crawled out from the corner of the door, and shrank to the side of the shelf...

Dumbledore's expression remained unchanged, and he said kindly and sharply: "Don't worry. I have a few words to talk to Tom later-now, please wait in my office. Hermione, come with me. "

Hermione cast a suspicious look at him.Dumbledore stood up, and a certain portrait suddenly moved away, revealing the passage behind.

She calmly nodded to the black-haired boy: "I'll be back soon—" and stepped into the passage.

Tom stared at their disappearing backs out of thin air, but looked more nervous than her...

Principal's Office · Chamber of Secrets.

Hermione looked at Dumbledore warily: "What are you going to do? Are you going to negotiate terms with me?"

Dumbledore was now completely out of pretense.He looked businesslike, and his tone was ethereal: "As I can see——Hermione, your justice still comes from your heart. However, we have to negotiate terms."

Hermione calmed down.She looked at each other in the dark: "What are you going to do with my brother?"

"Don't be hostile to me. I'm going to make a deal with Tom, just a deal. But that's for later."

"Oh?"

"Now, I want you to see this."

Dumbledore pulled out something as deep as his eye.

Hermione sat up straight in an instant.She realized what it was, Ollivander had shown her one of the last moments of her first year, in the back room of the wand shop in Diagon Alley...

The Prophecy Ball spoke.Its voice is extremely hoarse and deep:

"Tonight, the devil who cannot even be named...will be resurrected with help. His servants will break free from the chains at midnight and return to him...After more than 500 days and nights, he will stand on the top again , and return to the track of fate."

This brief prophetic recording will soon be over.

Hermione raised her head sharply, and looked directly at Dumbledore without hesitation: "Is this Professor Trelawney's prophecy?"

Dumbledore looked at her quietly: "Yes. You really know a lot."

Hermione said sarcastically, "Shouldn't the devil she refers to in this prophecy be my young brother?"

"Indeed not. But I have to... Now, we can wait." Dumbledore tapped the table meaningfully.

Hermione didn't intend to answer, but just looked at him coldly.

Sure enough, a moment later, a bear-shaped Patronus flew to Dumbledore through the wall, and spoke the voice of an official from the Ministry of Magic's Executive Department: "It's not good, Principal Dumbledore! When we passed the edge of the forest farm, Suddenly Peter Pedilu broke free from his chains and escaped! We were going to search the Forbidden Forest, but those dementors were a little out of control—”

The restless voice ended here, and the patron saint quickly dispersed.

"Nice Patronus, eh, Hermione?" he whispered.

Hermione crossed her arms and asked word by word: "You know all this will happen tonight, don't you? ——Peter can't escape in the school forest without the help of the headmaster's authority, right?"

Dumbledore looked at her unwaveringly, like an immovable mountain.

Her tone was already very dangerous: "Why?——You want to resurrect Voldemort on purpose? Could it be that you actually don't intend to kill demons?"

Tens of thousands of thoughts have already turned in her mind in an instant, and all kinds of suspicions are frantically pouring out, and even the true essence has begun to accumulate slightly——

But Dumbledore still looked at her calmly, and said slowly: "Because this is the destined result."

Hermione glared at him.Everything about the other party, the three views, and the heart of Taoism, were completely opposite to hers, and Hermione couldn't agree with her at all based on this one sentence.

He said the second sentence: "Because Voldemort can only be completely wiped out after he is resurrected."

Hermione stared at him for a moment, making sure he was right.

She asked in a dangerous tone: "Then what else is there for me? Since the principal has planned a strategy, everything is in his hands."

Dumbledore shook his head and looked at her meaningfully: "Because I want you to see...we shouldn't be enemies."

Hermione sneered: "However, I disagree with the headmaster and do not seek each other."

Dumbledore crossed his fingers and said to her through the glasses: "But our goals are the same... I believe. I don't think I can hide from my students, especially you, as I have done in the past. This is the first stage Something I want you to see."

"Ha. Is there a second phase?"

Dumbledore stood up suddenly, turned his head and looked down at her: "Hermione, you are the best witch in the school... But, you still don't know the Patronus Charm, do you?"

Hermione froze for a moment, then stood up calmly.

The barrier of the secret room dissipated, and they returned to the round and mysterious principal's room again. Tom stood up and looked at them with a look of bewilderment...

"Tom." Dumbledore said without waiting for them to speak, "I have finished talking with your sister—I will make a promise with you. If you can achieve this, I will never doubt the current situation again." you."

Hermione stared at him: "What are you talking about? I didn't promise you anything—"

But Tom actually spoke first, and the cold boyish voice resounded in the room: "Say it."

"I made a promise with you—in the next year, two years...the extension can be extended until you graduate. As long as you can successfully release the Patronus Charm before that one of you is truly resurrected, I will always believe in you."

Hermione interrupted: "What kind of agreement is this! Tom..."

But the black-haired boy resolutely looked at his former professor and current principal, and at his enemy who was even younger than he remembered, and said, "I agree."

Hermione glared at him.

"Need me to make an unbreakable oath?" said Tom lowly.

"Hermione, you can be a witness to this oath. If you don't want to, you don't need to."

Hermione said without even thinking about it: "I refuse. So what if he believes you or not?! You are living a good life, and if you have a clear heart, what do you have to do with others!"

Then Tom gave her one of those sad, mixed-looking dark eyes.

Then he turned his head and continued to ask: "What if I can't do it?"

Dumbledore looked at him cruelly: "What will happen if nothing happens. Then Voldemort will return and the war will start again. I will do whatever it takes to ensure that you will not become his backup again."

--boom!

Hermione slammed the door of the headmaster's office and dragged Tom down the stairs.He was tumbled by her, and almost fell down—but just as he was about to say something, he felt a loud noise in front of him, and a strong attack. If she hadn't pulled her tightly, he would have been blown backwards Three feet away.

Hermione stared at the head of the statue that she had chopped off with her true energy, turned around suddenly, and looked at Tom who was panting: "Why did you agree to him? What kind of broken agreement is that!"

Tom slowly rubbed his red wrist, and said in a low voice, "I will practice the Patronus Charm soon."

--boom!

Hermione shattered the statue with a palm of her hand in rage.The portraits on both sides of the corridor screamed and ran away in fear.

"What's the matter with this spell?!" She stared at him coldly, "Why did you agree?——Why did you get into his trap? You were planted by me, if I was the one who took care of you! It's none of his business !"

Tom was shocked by what he said, and then slowly bit his lip.

He thought to himself, when you were in China, didn't you say that you would not care about me from now on?

The Hogwarts castle villain ran out from which passage.It looked at the broken statue at the door of the principal's office, and couldn't help but sigh: "Hey...Hermione, don't be angry. Tom, Tom, please say something nice and coax your sister."

Hermione was even angrier.Because Tom looked at her with a very sad and heartbroken look, and the drooping eyes seemed to be turning into pandas...

She flicked her sleeves violently, and her anger boiled more and more: "Are you afraid of him?! I can't believe that you are still afraid of him 50 years later! Are you really afraid of death? Let me tell you— —What are you afraid of? Where do you want to go to school, even the emperor and I can protect you! What is he? What right does he have to negotiate terms with you in front of me!"

Her imposing questioning was thrown out overwhelmingly, Tom hesitated for a moment, and even the castle couldn't help being slightly taken aback...

However, with this hesitation, Hermione became more and more angry, and said angrily: "Forget it, I don't care about you anymore! I can't care less about you anymore! Do as you like!—"

The faint lights illuminated the corridor, and the black-haired boy watched her stride away in disappointment.

"Hey..." Hogwarts said beside him, "I know all about it... Hermione doesn't know the meaning of the Patronus Charm?"

He lowered his head blankly: "Well...I think so..."

"This... can I say she is dull?"

"..." Her angry words were still echoing in her ears.Then a painful and sweet feeling rose slowly in Tom's heart.

Once back in the auditorium, the crowd surrounded Hermione with cheers.

"Epoch witness!" Fred shouted.

"The person in charge of Wanzhong Live Broadcasting!" George also shouted.

"She's here tonight!!! Seeing the transformation of Black and Pedilu with her own eyes!!"

"—We have all seen it with our own eyes!! Wizards all over the country have seen it with our own eyes!!!"

"How do you feel?"

"Did Fudge faint afterwards?"

"Is Blake cooler in real life than live?"

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She pushed away the noisy crowd and said blankly, "I'm almost going to sleep."

"How can I sleep so late!!!" Fred jumped up, waved the terminal and said, "Tonight is a great night for Fudge to really get out! When more than 8% of the people have refreshed their status, he will really Get out of here!..."

Hermione glanced at him.Fudge resigned so soon?It may not be all due to tonight's live broadcast, it must have something to do with Peter's escape...

"Hermione, Hermione—" Ron and Neville quickly took her to the other side, and asked in a low voice, "How is Harry's godfather and Draco's uncle doing now?"

She understood immediately, and looked back at the blond young master and the black-haired savior who were sitting there, both of them were dumbfounded.

"Well..." She frowned, recalling Blake's crying performance before: "I don't think he's doing well now. It's better for them to see him again after a while."

"Hey." Ron sat down, "Professor McGonagall just came over and said so."

"Why, they want to see him?"

"Alas..." Neville sighed heavily, patted the terminal in his hand and said, "I saw all of the live broadcast today, and I couldn't help but feel... If I had such a relative who did such a great thing, I would I can’t wait to see him right now.”

Hermione looked at them: "What? What do you all think of Black now?"

Ron showed a longing expression: "Ah... such a person. It's so cool. Putting myself in his place, I can't do it like him. I used to hear my dad say that the Black family is very dark, and he is the only one. Pure man. A real Gryffindor."

Neville said very seriously: "I saw Blake in the live broadcast, and I think he is a real hero, and people really respect him...I just think that he is a bit like Liang Shan Lin Chong. He is the same as Coach Lin, But they are all forced to be like this? He has suffered such a great injustice, but he only wants to avenge his good friend, which is really the phrase "high morality reagup to the clouds" in the book. If he is in front of me now, I can only wish to be with him Have a bowl of butterbeer..."

Both showed longing expressions.Even Ron didn't complain about it. He would usually complain about "Navill, your book is so fascinating."...

Hermione glanced at them, and her expression turned cold.

"Really? You all think so? Do you think Black is a hero who is loyal and courageous, and is worth learning from?"

"Yes!" the two friends said in unison.

They watched as she gradually lowered her heavy eyelids, raised the terminal in her hand, swiped her fingers, and wrote a word on the panel.

"You guys have a good look." She said in a toneless tone, "This is a Chinese word for 'loyal', loyal. Chinese characters are pictographs, and this character is a 'zhong' on the top and a 'heart' on the bottom. "

——"The so-called loyalty is a sharp knife, forked into the heart."

The boys all widened their eyes.

——"This is a word for righteousness. Yi is a synonym for the so-called highmorality and loyalty you just mentioned. It has a sheep on top and me on the bottom. What does righteousness mean? Yi means that I am a lamb."

She clapped her hands and stood up, and said with a sense of feeling: "No matter how loyal you are, what can you do? Loyal people, but their fate is ultimately in the hands of others, and I still don't realize it... Neville, you see the Liangshan hero Is it over?"

Neville was taken aback by what she said, and then his expression became a little dazed...

However, Ron looked at her thoughtfully, and looked at her slowly: "Well...Hermione, what you said also has some truth...you think Black is actually a bit stupid, there is no need to go to prison for so long, and he doesn't defend himself Right? But, when things happen, you can't think that much, can you? Just do it. If everyone thinks that much before doing something, it's... a Slytherin."

Hermione stood up suddenly: "Then I'm Slytherin. I'm so sorry."

She turned and walked in the castle, angry and confused.

When she stopped, Hermione looked at the hunting robe blown by the night wind in front of her, slowly stood still, and asked, "Professor?...Are you here?"

On the observatory at the top of the astronomy tower, Snape was speechless, as if his whole body was plunged into the darkness behind him.

She pursed her lips, suddenly realized something, and blurted out: "...do you know everything?"

Snape looked at her from the air, his eyes blank.

"You know everything!" Suddenly, she knew everything in her heart, "Pedilu, Blake, you all know these people... You know the principal's plan! You know that Peter will escape tonight!"

Snape pursed his lips, and finally uttered a half-syllable: "Yes."

"...Why? You are obviously very upset..." She wrinkled her eyes deeply, "Peter Pedilu did directly kill you...an important person, right? Don't you want revenge?"

Snape turned his head slowly, and the sky was full of stars pouring down on him. At this moment, the black-robed snake king seemed to be going back with the wind——

"It's my fate."

he said briefly.

"Huh!?" Hermione became annoyed, "What's wrong with you? They all look like gods and gods, I don't believe this at all—so you all planned to revive Voldemort..."

She stopped abruptly.Snape looked at her, and he knew she knew all about it.

At this moment, a ray of eager light seemed to burst out from his empty eyes.

"You..." Hermione looked at him in disbelief, frowning tightly: "So you all planned it? When he comes back to life, Dumbledore will ask you to go undercover, right?..."

Snape actually laughed.

--turn out to be……

——It turned out to be so!This is the reason!

Hermione was taken aback, she suddenly understood why Heavenly Creation was so protective of this vicious, arrogant, and unreasonable man...or it was either Heavenly Dao, or Salazar Slytherin from above, no matter I have the heart to suffer too many grievances for such a persistent, loyal, and silently dedicated dean of the college!

She stared at him and said very unacceptably: "Dumbledore uses you like this, are you willing?! Do you know the fate of all undercover agents throughout the ages?!"

He actually laughed again, and it was a hearty laugh, and Hermione had never seen the gloomy man smile so understandingly.

"I know." He nodded with a smile, "I will die on the eve of the end...then the devil will perish and the savior will be immortal."

Hermione was almost out of anger, and the sense of estrangement from the whole world loomed in front of her once again—everyone was like this, they were all so loyal, they were all so eager to be used by others, and they all wanted to die so much ? !

She stared at Snape, whose expression was as calm as a dark night, she also took a deep breath, and after adjusting her breath, said calmly and coldly: "Neither Draco nor Harry will be happy if you look like this .”

"They will live a happy and peaceful life." The black-robed Snake King said a few more words, "And I am different from them. I have made big mistakes, and I can only settle through this matter."

Hermione cursed in her heart: Have you been brainwashed by Dumbledore?Even Salazar Slytherin would hate you to die, what fate are you talking about?Do you know what is your destiny?

He took a deep breath: "What if there is another way? If the least sacrifice can be made in the end, you don't have to—"

She stopped abruptly.Because Snape suddenly put away his Occlumency, looked at her very disapprovingly, and at the same time showed an expression of death.

"This is my own business." He said indifferently.

"Okay..." She laughed back angrily, "To carry out the word of loyalty means to die silently! Not only Gryffindor, but even Slytherin are planning to die like this! I really don't know Godric Gryffin What do Do and Salazar Slytherin think in heaven now!—”

There was no change in the surrounding scene, not even a thunderbolt came down, but the clouds moved away quietly.

The shameless and somewhat helpless face of the lion ancestor suddenly appeared in Hermione's mind.She narrowed her eyes, and said in a calm tone: "Does the professor know what I disagree with the principal? - The so-called success is up to people, and I can't help it. I don't believe in established destiny, but also believe in real destiny - Even if it is being used by others, you should grasp it yourself."

Snape looked at her silently, but what came to his mind was Voldemort's reaction after hearing the prophecy 12 years ago.

For the next 12 years, he kept asking himself: What if Voldemort is a person who does not believe in prophecy?If he didn't kill Harry, could he continue to reach the peak instead of failing at the time...

"Why don't we make an agreement too." Night Breeze hunted, she looked up to the sky expressionlessly and said, "I conclude that Professor Snape will not sacrifice himself for this when the final battle comes...I will also implement this point, Work hard to protect the professor, and kill the demon king of innocence, in order to establish good fortune. Not only that, but under Dumbledore's layout, there are many people who should not be sacrificed..."

Snape looked at her and said slowly, "No..."

"No." She denied it categorically, glanced at him and said, "I'm not making a promise with you."

After speaking, under Snape's puzzled gaze, she turned around arrogantly and left without looking back.

☆、Chapter 76

Its daybreak.

Refreshed and dazed, Lupine walked on the way to the auditorium, shouting hello to every passing student.Unconsciously, he walked crookedly, and even more unconsciously, some students found that he bounced his toes every three steps, forming a cheerful little jump...

— Skip, Skip Lupine,

——Is there a better day in your life than today? When you wake up, your good friend has been wronged and won the respect of the whole world. It can be called the top ten people who moved Britain.I don't even need to be busy, and I can go back to the days when wolves and dogs gather together...

But the students were talking about it, the small crystal boards in the auditorium were buzzing, and a few owls were flying around dragging newspapers.

"The Ministry of Magic is finished," he heard someone say.

Lupine hurriedly sat down and leaned over to read a newspaper headline written by the teacher at the next table:

"The real murderer Peter escaped overnight again and Minister Fudge finally took the blame and resigned"

The "Daily Prophet" is the official newspaper of the Ministry of Magic after all, and its tone is objectively moderate, but it just puts the blame on Fudge.However, this did not appease the public's worries at all. The local area network was in full swing at the moment, and everyone was paying attention to Peter's whereabouts...

Lupine's mood couldn't help becoming a little heavy.During the ten thousand people's live broadcast, he drank wolfbane potion and fell asleep, and only saw the video on the Internet after waking up.In the video, Peter's crazy expression left a deep impression on me... After all, he was their friend once.

He opened his terminal with mixed feelings—to be honest, he couldn’t afford this, it was sent to every teacher by the school—and what caught his eyes were several groups of topics from today:

[When does the Ministry of Magic plan to return the property of the Black family? ? ?When will it be returned? ? ? ! 】

[The life of the pure man Blake - reprinted from "Wizard Weekly" this morning]

[What about another incompetent minister?Strongly demand that the ministerial election be open and transparent! 】

[On the Importance of Webcasting for Ministerial Elections: The Referendum Has Been Realized]

[What's the use of voting for ministers? ?Fudge wasn't voted for?It is strongly recommended that whoever captures Peter will become a minister]

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Draco swiped across the screen calmly, turning off the beeping sound when the terminal was refreshed.

He knew very well that the direction of public opinion must be partly driven by his father.But that was something he would care about later. At this moment, he was very worried. The sound of the terminal woke up the person on the bed...

On the hospital bed, Blake, who was horribly thin, was lying crookedly, with his mouth slightly open, which looked like he was drooling.

Harry stood beside him, and suddenly stood up: "Let's go."

"You stopped looking at him...?"

"Madame Pomfrey is coming soon."

The two friends quietly pushed open the window again, and each grabbed Caesar's big feet with the other.The two-and-a-half-year-old little black dragon had gained a lot of strength at this time, flapping its wings, and was able to smoothly lead them across the sky of Hogwarts. There were still people cheering on the grass.

Landing on the grass, Draco looked at him and asked softly, "What's the matter?"

Harry sat down a little restlessly, pulling his hair.

"I...I don't know." The little black-haired savior said blankly, "Does he really want to see me?"

"What are you talking about." Draco said stubbornly, "He is your godfather, my uncle."

"But... well. You know that feeling of winning the lottery?"

"...what is a lottery?"

"Uh, a Muggle lottery, just like Ron's family won the big prize in the newspaper in the summer... Of course it's not just a few hundred Galleons, maybe tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of Galleons."

"Oh." Draco looked at him without any emotion.

Harry choked violently.He suddenly realized that the person in front of him was a real young master, he was born with jade, lottery ticket?bonus?How many million Galleons?It's not enough for his family to decorate a cruise ship.Has he really experienced the excitement of a pie falling from the sky in his life! ?

"...In short, I suddenly lived with Dursley for more than ten years. They all told me that my relatives were all dead, but now I suddenly have an extra godfather!!! So I still have a godfather! !! This feeling is so hard to accept!!! Although I'm happy, I can't believe it..."

"I also thought my uncle..." Draco lowered his eyes, sighed, and slowly looked into the distance: "I just don't know how my little uncle is doing now."

"You have an uncle?"

"Yeah, Sirius' younger brother, my mother's favorite cousin, Uncle Regulus...he..." Draco shook his head and said in a low voice: "At that time, he was the only heir left in the Black family .He got pulled into that guy right after graduation...and then...then there was no more. He was only 17 years old, and before he had time to do anything bad, his whereabouts disappeared."

"Uh... No one is looking for him?" Harry suddenly felt uneasy.My godfather seems to only have a good relationship with my father. For so many years, he gave up his whole life and only remembered to avenge his father, but he never heard him mention his younger brother...

Draco threw the stone in his hand into the black lake heavily: "That person has a very bad temper in the later stage. He always tortures his subordinates every day when he has nothing to do, either the Cruciatus Curse or something else. My little uncle is like that Little, maybe I don't know which sentence offended him, so..."

Harry put his hands on his shoulders.He wanted to say a word or two of comfort, but found that he was not very good at comforting people.

And then at this moment his own terminal beeps—

"Eh? The text message that Professor McGonagall sent me?" He froze for a moment, stretched out his hand and swiped away the message, then widened his eyes: "This... I can go to Hogsmeade Village now?!"

Draco looked over, also taken aback.The text message clearly stated: "Someone has approved your signature. However, in view of what happened last night, the real culprit is still at large. I hope you can go with as many classmates as possible."

The weekend is coming soon.

On the bustling Hogsmeade path, Ron chewed fudge and sighed: "Is Hermione really not coming? She disappeared again—"

Neville shook his head: "The new terminal is about to go on the market, she must be too busy to spare time. Unfortunately, we can't help her..."

"But anyway, this is the first time Harry has come to Hogsmeade in an aboveboard manner!"

"It's worth celebrating! How about we go to Zuko's joke shop first..."

Suddenly the friends stopped.

Draco looked at a big black dog not far ahead, and said slowly: "...I think we can have a picnic opposite the Screaming Shack. The weather is fine today. Harry, you go and get a seat first —Let's go shopping."

After speaking, the three friends ran away quickly.

Harry stood on the path of people coming and going, staring at the big black dog opposite him with wide eyes.It stood pitifully, wagging its tail at itself...

——It's too obvious, isn't it!

——Who still doesn't know that this big black dog is you... You still wag your tail!As for being so dog-like!

Harry's heart was full of complaints.Then he found that at this moment, with him and the black dog at the center, they were surrounded by crowds of onlookers...

The famous photographer Ke Lin suddenly hung a camera around his neck and got into the first row from the crowd.He clicked twice, and then exclaimed with special passion: "Touching meeting, Harry! I couldn't be happier to be able to capture this moment!"

The surrounding students also cheered and applauded, and many whistled and said loudly: "Harry! Go and meet your godfather!!!"

The big black dog fell into a daze.He lay on the bed for two or three days, and he managed to get better after being given countless nutritional potions. Even Lupine who came to visit was kicked out by Madam Pomfrey. ...

Looking up again, he saw the picture that looked like James—no, it was completely a small James walking in front of him.The green eyes behind the lenses are as tender as Lily's.

Harry reached out and stroked the black dog's head.

——The onlookers immediately cheered! ——"My God, I'm so moved to cry!!" "We met after 12 years!!" "Blake must be shy!" "A big black dog of a pure man!!"...

Although the situation is completely unknown, Gryffindor is naturally passionate, and Gryffindor is always an optimist.Sirius immediately forgot everything around him, just jumped up and rubbed against Harry with tears streaming down his face and enthusiasm.

—— There are already students around who want to wipe away their tears, and there are constant clicks...

Harry stroked the dog's sleek black coat slowly and whispered, "You... let's go. We're going to have a picnic today."

The dog godfather nodded wildly with infinite excitement.Afterwards, the crowd watched them go away and gave endless applause...

At this very moment, in front of the busy experiment bench, Hermione was frantically refining batch after batch of new terminals.

There is even an extra-large furnace standing in front of her, which was brought back from China this time, and can produce refining products in batches. However, this method requires extremely high proficiency and mental stability, and it is definitely not something ordinary people can do. do...

The Hogwarts castle villain wiped away tears beside her and read aloud:

——" I saw Harry taking his godfather around the entrance of the village, around the main road, around Zizi Honey Candy and Zuko's Joke Shop, all the people cheered along the way, and a little girl from the village held her hand The garland was handed to Harry, who put it around Black's neck with his own hands..."

— "They're under the big tree by the Shrieking Shack! They're here! Harry finally said helplessly, 'You can turn back into a human... don't need to be like this'."

——"Oh my god, the tail of the big black dog suddenly drooped down! He squatted down sadly! The garland was almost crumpled! The 173 students who were live broadcast all updated their speeches that felt distressed to varying degrees! Then he I wrote a few words with my paw on the ground..."

——"Uh, some classmates finally looked closer. It turned out that Black wrote on the ground 'I'm sorry for you, Harry. I don't know how to see you...' Someone took a picture of this paw-written word! The current one The photo has already garnered over 200 comments..."

—"Harry's eye circles are red too. He said..."

Hermione straightened up, and said with some black lines: "Why, Harry and his godfather met, so let the whole school broadcast live?"

"That's right!" Hogwarts slapped his thigh, "Now even Professor McGonagall is constantly swiping the terminal with the three broomsticks waiting for an update. Professor Flitwick made a comment on that photo, and that comment also Pushed to the front by everyone."

"...The scene of getting to know each other well, why did it become so strange..."

"Although I also find it strange... But everyone is so happy! Sirius is also very happy! Harry is also very happy... Ah! Black has transformed back!"

Castle closed his eyes, quickly accepting the news that countless people scanned the photos at this moment.

"Don't worry, wait until my batch of terminals with built-in camera functions are on the market