[HP] Dark Godfather

"He turned twice in the air and didn't get rid of it. You didn't see him like that. He was chased crazy by the Bludger!"

Harry swallowed a mouthful of flaming ice cream, waved his hands, and happily talked about anecdotes about Quidditch training.

Grinning his teeth and sucking ice cream, Blake unpacked the Firebolt maintenance kit and listened to his godson.

"Did you find the screw for the handle?" Harry leaned over to Black with ice cream on his mouth.

Black swallowed the ice cream so cold that his teeth were so cold, and zoomed in on the parts from the space-enchanted toolbox one by one, and finally pulled out a box, "Here!" he said vaguely, and handed it to Harry.

"Great!" Harry couldn't wait to screw the screw on the Firebolt.

"Hmm! In fact, it can be improved!" Black pointed to the instruction manual with his wand, and pointed to a part of the floating structure diagram.

Harry opened his eyes wide and looked at it, but he didn't understand, so he said with even more admiration, "I'll listen to you, Sirius, you can change whatever you want, and I'll be in charge of the test flight!"

"Then I'm not welcome!" Blake turned over the toolbox with great interest.

"Sirius, you are awesome!" Harry said adoringly, dragging his broom, "Hagrid told me that when you were still in school, you modified a motorcycle and let it fly into the sky, even Wes Mr. Lay admits he can't fix that bike, at least not at your age."

"Every boy should be able to modify a car, Harry, you have to learn too!" Black was assembling the broom parts, raising his eyes and pointing at Harry with a part.

[Before crossing, old Blake was a veteran of racing black cars and modifying cars, and the godfather of gangsters also had a youthful life!Moreover, if you are the boss of a gangster in the United States, the kingdom of cars, how can you do well in the lucrative job of smuggling if you don't know how to change cars? 】

"Okay, but I'm only interested in flying. As for modification, I'll get dizzy if I keep staring at the manual." Harry shrugged.

"You have to learn two unique skills, boy..." Black made a face at Harry, "otherwise you won't be able to get girls!"

Harry rolled his eyes, "Don't mention picking up girls with me, I know you were the prince of Gryffindor, and I heard that the girl who has a crush on you is in Slytherin!"

"Hagrid said it again!" Black laughed, taking a model apart and putting it back together again.

"No, it's George and Fred, they say you're their idol!" Harry laughed.

"The twins of the Weasley family, um, I've heard of them, they have the demeanor of our robbers!" Black nodded, took the last part and assembled it, "Obviously there are successors to our cause!"

"Haha!" Harry smiled happily.

This kind of life, this kind of conversation is what Harry Potter has always yearned for since he was a child. Like all boys, Harry longs to communicate with his father and share each other's happiness and little secrets with each other. In the past, this was simply a luxury, but now it is a dream became a reality.

"Thank Merlin for giving me a godfather!" Harry sighed again in his heart.

"It's done!" Black patted a shrunken armrest in his hand, "Hand over your Firebolt!"

"It's changed so quickly?" Harry said in surprise.

"Cut, it's a piece of cake!" Black proudly loaded Harry's Firebolt, "Give me a try later!"

"Long live!"

Black looked at the happy Harry, and couldn't help but feel proud, "Actually, this kid still has great potential, as long as he guides him well."

Suddenly Blake saw a familiar figure outside the window.

"Wait for me here!" Black quickly stood up, patted Harry on the shoulder and rushed out.

"?" Harry followed Black with puzzled eyes, only to see his godfather rushing out of the ice cream shop, and then ran towards a man in the crowd who was dressed a bit shabby.

The man was obviously taken aback by Black's warm greeting, and then smiled happily. The hearty laughter of both of them could be heard in the noisy shop.

"Eh? The godfather met an acquaintance?"

After a while, Black walked in with the man shoulder to shoulder.

"Harry, let me introduce to you, Remus Lupine, one of the robbers, the most loyal friend of your father and your godfather." Black patted the shoulder of the man beside him, introducing him enthusiastically.

Harry noticed that the man was gaunt, his clothes were patched, and his hair was graying despite Sirius' age.

Hearing that he was his father's friend, the first thing Harry thought of was Peter Pettigrew. He knew that there were four robbers, so if he added this man, the robbers would be all. Harry smiled shyly, "Hello , Mister Lupine, I'm Harry, Harry Potter."

From the moment he entered the door, Remus had been staring at Harry with nostalgia on his expression.

"You really look like your father!" Remus Lupine reached out and touched Harry's head, smiling a little cautiously, "But your eyes..." He bent down and stared at Harry's eyes carefully, Say gently, "Like Lily."

"Sirius said the same!" Harry chuckled.

"Okay, stop looking at each other affectionately, I'm going to throw up!" Sirius put one arm around Lupine and the other around Harry, "I solemnly declare that the new Marauders have gathered."

"Hahaha!" Harry and Remus laughed.

"Give me another ice cream with absinthe," Sirius blinked. "I remember you liked this, Moonface. You were underage at that time, and I had to lie about my age to get it."

"Uh, cough cough!" Lupine gave Harry an embarrassed look, "Don't be like your godfather, he can make the professors at Hogwarts very troubled!"

Harry nodded, "Yes, I understand!" Harry winked at Black, and Black threw a punch at Lupine.

"Uh, it seems I'm late, you've already suffered a lot!" Remus had a regretful expression on his face.

"Hehehe!" The three laughed happily.

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"Good night, Godfather!" Harry yawned deliberately as he headed upstairs, knowing that Sirius and Mr. Lupine still had a lot to say.

"He's a good boy, Moonface," Sirius whispered to Lupine, watching Harry go upstairs, tilting his head to one side. "You'd never expect James to have a shy look on his face."

But Remus Lupine stared at Sirius' profile and said softly, "I heard about Peter, Sirius."

The smile on Sirius' face disappeared, he lowered his head, and played with the wine glass in his hand, "I made a mistake, Moon Face, an unforgivable mistake! It was I who suggested that James change his secret, I don't think anyone would have thought of it It was Peter, I thought I would distract them, no one expected it to be Peter, he was so unremarkable..."

Sirius lowered his head, so Lupine couldn't see his expression, Lupine sighed, "Stop blaming yourself, Padfoot, it wasn't your fault, and under the circumstances, no one would have guessed that Peter would betray us! "

"No, that was my mistake, I trusted the wrong person," Sirius looked up, and Lupine saw his eyes were red, "I won't make the same mistake again!"

Lupine looked at Sirius worriedly, he felt that Sirius had a dangerous aura at this moment.

"Moon face, there are some mistakes that can be lost forever if you make one mistake." Sirius' voice trembled.

"I'm not me anymore, I can't become the old Sirius again, although I tried my best, but the original Sirius is dead, and a sinful soul lives in this body..." Black turned his head to look Looking at Lupine, his expression was painful, as if he was struggling with something.

"Padfoot..." Remus Lupine sighed, "James and Lily's death was the fault of the war, it was Peter's fault, you blamed yourself too much, I don't agree with your self-abuse way of self-punishment, Life in Azkaban... Merlin, I can't imagine you didn't defend yourself!"

"I thought Peter had been killed by me!" Sirius murmured, staring blankly at the wine glass in his hand.

"Later, I realized that I was wrong. I actually forgot about Harry and my godson, but at that time I was deeply trapped in Azkaban, and there was no way to turn back. I lost everything..." the voice of Sirius Gradually low, almost a whisper.

"I thought Dumbledore would take good care of him, but he's not doing well at his aunt's," Sirius said suddenly, raising his head, with an expression on his face that was strange to Lupine, "so you can't trust anyone, I have to take care of Harry myself, I have a lot to do."

Sirius stood up and shook his head, as if throwing away some bad emotions.He turned to Lupine with a sly smile, "Look, I'm doing fine now, Moony, come help me, there are too few people I can trust right now."

"Are you sure you can trust me?" Remus Lupine looked at Sirius. "Just after Peter's betrayal."

"You are different from Peter, Remus!" Sirius smiled, "You know, only you can control James and me. In the fifth grade, Dumbledore deliberately made you a prefect, just to restrain James and me , Of course it was more to restrain me, I was worse than James at that time."

Lupine laughed, "Especially when it came to Severus Snape, James was a prank at best, and you, you killed him!"

Lupine shook his head in disapproval, "I've always thought that you and James are too radical in their attitude towards Slytherin. You don't have to be so radical. To be honest, we all owe Snape."

"Let's discuss this issue later!" Sirius quickly changed the subject, "What I want to say is, Moon Face, in Sirius' heart, you are a person worth entrusting your life to. You know that I have never looked down on Peter. It is James who wants to He pulled into our robber group, he always has more tolerance for flattering guys." Black curled his lips.

"At that time, I chose Peter as the secret keeper. In addition to thinking that he was an unexpected secret keeper, there was another thing: If our robber group is destined to die, I hope you can survive. James and I think that leaving you to take care of Harry The most suitable and the most reassuring for us." Sirius looked into Lupine's eyes and said seriously.

Lupine was stunned. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, his lips were trembling, "You, you mean it, I thought... I thought you..."

"I don't trust you, so I don't ask you to be a secret agent!" Blake laughed heartily. "When James and I discussed this, we guessed that you would feel bad, because you always think too much."

"I thought it was because I was..." Lupine said with a teary smile.

"That has nothing to do with your furry little problem, Moonface!" Black put his hands on Lupine's shoulders, "We deliberately didn't contact you at the time, and we guessed that you would be embarrassed to ask us, we think that deliberately alienating can make you Fade out of the enemy's sight, thus leaving a raider mate after we're all sacrificed, to do our unfinished business, sorry man, I was so mad when James died, I didn't have time to tell you, you must be so upset gone."

Black put his arm around Lupine's shoulders and whispered, "You can't deny that we've hit it right. You're alive, old man. I've never been so glad, at least, you're alive!"

Lupine nodded heavily, "It's good that we're all alive!"

"So, what's your decision?" Blake asked tentatively.

"We robbers are here—" Lupine tilted his head and gave Black a mischievous smile.

"Solemnly declare that I will not do good deeds!" The two shouted in unison, and then punched each other hard.

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"Padfoot, Dumbledore has hired me as a professor at Hogwarts for the next semester!"

"Well, let me guess, don't be in that position!"

"Well, you guessed it right, that's where it is!"

"Well, you want to take my advice about that position?"

"Except for pranks!"

"I suggest you tell Dumbledore to let the snotlite be the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, and you can teach Magizoology."

"Blake, Snape is the professor of Potions, and I think maybe the Dark Lord's curse won't work for a special half-breed wizard like me, and I've heard that Dumbledore plans to have Hagrid teach Magizoology."

"Hey, it looks like you've already made up your mind, but based on the experience of my family's generations of dark wizards, I'll give you a piece of advice: Old man, the Dark Lord may be brain-dead, but usually the brain-dead people have some crow's mouth talent, if , I mean, if you are not happy teaching at Hogwarts, there is always a place for you here in Padfoot, and you are welcome to come anytime."

"Are you a blessing, a prophecy, or a curse, Padfoot?"

"Whatever you think, Moonface, whatever you think...."