[HP] Ace Wizard

A lady like Miss Jinsen, not like us..."

What is this?Knight?Does this mean that she must not be one of the knights?When Pansy heard his words, she turned angrily and walked away.

"Your flying skills are great." Krum, the big, silent man, said suddenly to Harry.

Harry froze for a moment, turned his head to look at Krum, and nodded politely at him: "Thank you, you're not bad either."

"If there is a chance, I think we can fly together?" Harry thought for a while, and still said this sentence.

Krum didn't seem to react, and nodded at him after a few seconds of stunned: "Okay."

Hermione looked at them and smiled slightly.

"Harry?" Merlin's voice suddenly came from Harry's earphones.

Harry saw that Hermione and Krum didn't seem to hear Merlin at all, and it seemed that he was the only one who could hear Merlin's voice now.He took two steps back slightly, turning his back to listen to what Merlin was going to say to him.

"You need to come to the headquarters." Merlin's voice was full of worry, "Galahad—I mean Sirius, he was injured, very badly."

Harry felt his heart drop, he turned around and ran, completely ignoring Hermione and Krum's shouts - what happened to that man?

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Chapter 7

When Harry heard the news, he ran back immediately, and seemed to have completely forgotten about Hermione who was calling him from behind. He was very nervous and worried now, as if... he was afraid that Sirius would leave him.

How could he have such an idea?It must just be because he's the only one who's been kind to him besides the Weasleys and Hermione, it must be because of that.

What Harry regretted most at this time was that he hadn't learned to apparate by this time.If he could, he'd be right next to Sirius in no time—apparently, he'd forgotten that the Knights of the Round Table's HQ would have an anti-apparation spell.

Harry rushed into the ward where Merlin had told him about Sirius, and saw the man lying there looking weak, eyes closed, as if asleep.But his hair wasn't set in place with pomade, as it used to be, and he wasn't wearing a full three-piece suit.He was lying there in a hospital gown, with a ventilator on his face.

He reached out to touch Sirius' cheek, but found his own hand trembling.He wanted Sirius to wake up, but he was afraid that he would wake him up - Merlin appeared in time and grabbed his hand, and Harry woke up suddenly.

"I..." The young man withdrew his hand in embarrassment, "I actually..."

"It's nothing, Harry." The white-bearded old man didn't seem to be unhappy, he smiled and looked at the boy, and handed a folder in his hand, "Would you like to take care of him in the days to come? "

"Of course!" Harry lowered his voice and reached for the folder. "Of course I'll take care of him—you said you had three days off, right?"

"That's right, that's right." Merlin stroked his long beard, "I thought you'd prefer to hang out with Miss Granger, to have a date or something..."

"Hermione is fine, but I'm not the best person for her." Harry pushed his glasses, "In my opinion, Krum is more suitable for her than me... but I think if she knows Ron, She's sure to like Ron, too."

"I'm not interested in your youth stories, Mr. Potter." A gloomy voice cut in suddenly, which startled Harry. He looked around for a long time before he realized that he didn't see anyone. The voice was In the earphones, "Dumbledore, you need to show up - Grindelwald is looking for you."

Harry blinked suspiciously: Dumbledore?And... Grindelwald?

Merlin smiled at Harry, and then said helplessly to the person in the headset, "Harry can still hear you, Mordred."

"Okay, Merlin, Arthur is looking for you." The voice repeated the meaning of what he just said helplessly, and there was more gnashing of teeth in the voice, "Also, don't call me Mordred! "

"That's your code name, kid." Merlin said into the earphone again, and then turned off the communication of the earphone.

"Sirius will be glad you're here with him," he said to Harry before leaving the room, and walked away.Harry felt a little baffled: before he called himself, he didn't even remember the person's face at all - they didn't know each other well, why would he be happy?

Harry glanced at Sirius. He was still asleep, his brows were furrowed, as if he had a dream.He paused, but still didn't touch his brow, instead sat down beside the hospital bed and opened the folder in his hand.

Harry had always wondered what kind of place this was.When he came with Sirius on the first day, he actually took him to Baker Street.But apart from the novels, he had never heard that there were actually more than 200 Baker Street, and he also saw a place that no one else seemed to see——No. 222, and there was actually a bookstore there.

Next, he was inexplicably stuffed into this training selection, and he didn't even know what kind of organization this was.It sounds like a place like MI[-] or the KGB of the CIA, but in fact... Although wizards and ordinary people can coexist peacefully, he has never heard that wizards also have secret agencies.

But... I have to say, he likes it here, even Theodore Nott and Blaise Zabini, who always make trouble for him, and Pancy, who always looks down on him, feel that he has no brains and hates it .Because he likes to see the suffocated expressions on their faces after being crushed by him, which makes him feel a sense of accomplishment—not only those families or noble children who were born with a golden key in their mouths are eligible to enter this place.

Harry opened this folder. At first he thought it would contain the contents of Sirius' mission this time, but when he saw the document on the first page that seemed to be a brief introduction to his personal life and deeds, he realized later. He realized that he was not yet one of them, and had no qualifications to know the content of their tasks.

It had his full name and his life story written on it, and Harry just glanced at it before wanting to turn it over.But one second before turning the page, he suddenly saw a line of words, so he paused suddenly, and turned the page back.

It said that when Sirius was 16 years old, he was expelled from the Black family and completely lost the inheritance rights of the Black family.And when he just turned 17 years old, he entered the organization of the Knights of the Round Table - at this time, he has not yet become a full member.

Of course he had heard of the Black family, but he never thought that Sirius Black would hook up with this Black family.Because Harry knows that the Black family is a pure blood family of wizards, they hate Muggle things very much, to be honest, he once saw a member of the Black family who was invited to a royal banquet on TV, even if it was that kind On occasions, they were all wearing clothes with obvious wizarding colors-when Harry saw a man wearing luxurious wizard robes standing abruptly among a group of men in suits and ties, the phrase "" Rich and self-willed" (this is a sentence told to him by Zhang Qiu, a rich Chinese lady whom he had dated before, and he thinks it is too suitable for this family).

As for Sirius, every time he appears in Muggle clothes, not to mention, he even uses the latest Muggle products. He even saw that the mobile phone he uses is the latest model in the Muggle world and the most expensive one he knows... It's just unbelievable.

But after thinking about it, it was not incomprehensible, after all, he was expelled from the Black family.However, joining the Knights of the Round Table at the age of 17 and officially becoming the "Galahad" of it at the age of 19 is not something that ordinary people can achieve.

Turning to the second page, Harry felt his heart skip a beat when he saw the picture on it.It was a man who was 20% like himself, but his eyes were brown behind the glasses.He was laughing heartily, and Sirius, who was nearly [-] years younger, was holding his shoulders, with a relaxed and joyful expression on his face.Sirius was a little taller than him, and now and then he reached out and stroked his curly hair.

The inscription below reads: Lancelot and Galahad, 1981.

Harry felt his own heartbeat filling his ears, and he couldn't hear anything else at all.It was the first time he could remember seeing a picture of his dad, and he had never seen him before.He had heard Mr. Weasley lamenting how similar he was to his father, but he had never seen a photo and had no memory of himself.He didn't realize until he actually saw the picture that he and