[HP] Dark Godfather

Early in the morning, Harry woke up from a dream, and smiled when he saw the golden-red bed curtain and the BLACK family emblem on it.

"That's great, this is not a dream!" The boy murmured, turned his head and glanced at the alarm clock beside the bed, his expression changed, he jumped up, and jumped up on the bed, "It's over, it's over, I'm going back to my aunt's house today."

In a panic, Harry searched for pants and socks in the messy room, rushed to the bathroom for a while, and packed his schoolbag on the windowsill for a while.

At this time, there was a loud knock on the door.

"I'm coming, I'm coming!" Harry said, jumping up and down with one sock on.

"Don't hide your panties in a hurry, Harry, I can ask Kerry to bring breakfast to your room!" Sirius' laughing voice outside made Harry flush.

"Sirius, I'm only 13!" Harry yelled.

"Ah, my godson is a young 13-year-old!" Sirius sang an aria and went downstairs.

"Is there really nothing you can do about him?" Harry smiled wryly looking for a second sock.

"Master Harry, what would you like for breakfast?" Klitsch suddenly appeared behind Harry wearing sunglasses.

"Ah, Klitsch, you startled me." Harry sat down on the ground.

"Master Black would like to know what Master Harry will have for breakfast, do you want Kerry to deliver it to your room?" the elf bowed solemnly.

"Sandwiches, and milk, uh, let's deliver them to my room!" Harry looked at his messy room, thinking that he might not be able to go out in time if he didn't hurry up.

When Harry tidied up and went downstairs, he saw Black sitting on the sofa reading a newspaper with a cup of coffee still steaming in his hand.

"Remus is out on business, he might not be able to see us off," Black said, taking a sip of his coffee.

"Well, I'm sorry I overslept!" Harry dragged his suitcase and patted his head.

Blake lowered the newspaper and squinted at Harry. "Did you dream about the girl?"

"Sirius—" Harry waved his hand angrily, he really couldn't do anything with this unscrupulous godfather.

"Okay, okay, I won't say, I won't say," Sirius shrugged, "Little Harry is shy!" He deliberately whispered to the air next to him.

Harry rolled his eyes skyward, looking at the godfather who was reading the newspaper slowly, "I said Sirius, is that how you plan to go to my aunt's house?"

"No, I plan to take a dozen lawyers and sue the Dursley family for mistreating minors." Black said slowly behind the newspaper.

"God, you're joking, aren't you?" Harry was taken aback. Did he know that Sirius really had a "dozen team of lawyers".

"Don't you want me to take back your custody?" Black said muffled from behind the newspaper.

"No, I said, I would like to live with you, but didn't Principal Dumbledore say..." Harry hurriedly explained.

"But you were mistreated at the Dursley's, and they made you a house-elf, and put you in the cupboard. I could take 'em to jail, and let you and I live in their house, just you and me! ’ roared Blake from behind the newspaper, “I thought it was a good idea.”

Harry rubbed his forehead, sighed, walked up to Black, took down his newspaper, and sure enough saw his naughty godfather making faces at him.

"Thank you, Sirius," Harry said with a smile, "thank you for willing to accompany me to my aunt's house, I know how much you hate them."

"It's quite disgusting. If it weren't for the sake of them raising you, I would really let them taste the power of the 'front tooth stick' curse." Black added earnestly.

"Understood, my great godfather, Lord Blake." Harry snatched Blake's newspaper and put it on the coffee table in a funny way, pulling the reluctant Blake up.

"I'm really doing you a favor, Harry!" Blake still emphasized as Harry pushed him upstairs from behind to change his clothes.

"Yes, yes." Harry nodded helplessly, and didn't wipe the sweat from his brow until Black obediently went upstairs to change, "Hey, what a treasure!"

Harry Potter didn't pay attention to the newspaper on the coffee table. On the front page was a picture of a dark-haired woman laughing maniacally. The headline on the front page read——

"Three notorious Death Eaters, Bellatrix Lestrange, Rodolphus Lestrange, and Fenrir Greyback, escaped from Azkaban."

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The Dursleys looked at the well-dressed man with elegant manners on the sofa in surprise.

"Are you Harry Potter's godfather?"

"Are you going to live with us for a week?"

"Yes." Black nodded slightly, "I thought Principal Dumbledore had already explained it clearly to you."

"I have received letters from that Dumbledore, but I thought you were those..." Mr. Dursley suddenly looked at Black's eyes staring at him, and swallowed the word "monster" abruptly.

"What my husband means is that you don't look like... well, what do you mean?" Petunia said cautiously.

"Wizard." Blake reminded politely, "Is the word 'wizard' you want to say?"

The Dursleys nodded, looking disgusted.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, I am indeed a wizard." Black waved his right hand, and a wand was already playing with his fingertips.

The Dursleys paled suddenly.

"How dare you, how dare you have such a queer thing in my house?" roared Mr. Dursley, blushing.

"Sit down, Vernon Dursley." Blake said coldly. "Otherwise, I can make some parts of you sit and other parts stand." He glanced up and down at Mr. Dursley maliciously. , that look seemed to be looking at a piece of pork that was about to be cut.

Harry's uncle turned green, and he quickly realized who he was dealing with, and sat down cooperatively.

Penny Dursley looked at Black with hatred.

"First of all, I would like to thank you for taking care of my godson for so many years," Black deliberately emphasized the pronunciation of the word "care".

"You think we'd like to!" Vernon muttered under his breath, but closed his mouth when Black looked over.

Black frowned, and then said slowly, "So, I will give you a certain reward in return for my godson's protection in your home."

"Hmph, our family doesn't need your wizard's currency." Petunia said sarcastically, regardless of Mr. Dursley's hint, "Thank God you don't bring us some weird troubles."

Blake glanced at Penny in surprise, he suddenly felt that this woman might have some brains.

"Tch, you don't need wizard stuff." Black said arrogantly, snapped his fingers, and a file bag appeared on the coffee table in front of him.

"Open it and have a look." Black raised his chin to signal.

Vernon Dursley glanced at Black suspiciously, carefully picked up the file bag, pulled out a stack of papers inside, and opened his mouth after only looking at a few sheets.

"This, this is... this is all for us?" Vernon Dursley asked in surprise, causing Petunia to look closely, and then she was also dumbfounded.

"It's all yours, as long as the headmaster Dumbledore's letter says, you all have to do it." Black looked at his fingers, as if admiring whether the nails were round or not.

"Okay, we agree!" Mr. Dursley made a final decision this time without waiting for Petunia to express his opinion.

"Deal!" Blake slapped his thigh and stood up, "So, which room do I live in?"

"The room next to Dali on the second floor is Harry's. We don't have that many rooms, so you and Harry can share one." Mr. Dursley replied casually, only looking at the contents of the file bag. .

As soon as the words fell, the Dursleys suddenly felt that the air had become frozen.

"Damn it, how dare you, how dare you treat old Blake like this?" A land mine exploded suddenly in the living room of Dursley's house, and then the ground at No. 4 Privet Drive seemed to tremble.

Harry, who was eavesdropping at the corner of the stairs, twitched. Dali, who was also eavesdropping on the stairs, disappeared into the corridor at a speed that absolutely didn't match his figure the moment Black roared.

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[Dear Ron:

Sorry to reply you now, I am very busy this holiday, Sirius took me to many places and bought a lot of things, I hope you save your stomach to help me eat snacks when you go to school, otherwise, I will be on my own until the next day I can't eat all the candy that's piled up in my room right now.

I have a Firebolt now, Sirius changed it for me, I'll bring it to school, you should try it, it's awesome, Sirius is a genius.

Tell George and Fred that Sirius wants to invest in their joke shop, ask them to make a plan, and the owl comes.

PS: Help me solemnly remind the twins, don't mix any prank products in the package for Sirius, it is very dangerous, my godfather Sirius is not easy to mess with.Daly lives in the cupboard now because my uncle didn't have a room for Sirius.

Harry Potter, who can’t wait to tell you anecdotes about the holiday]