[HP] Dark Godfather

The critters at Hogwarts have been in low spirits lately, and no one would be happy to see dementors floating around outside the window.

Probably the only thing that can ease the critter's slump is a Defense Against the Dark Arts class taught by the gentle Remus Lupine.

For reasons known to everyone, Neville Longbottom especially admired Professor Lupine, so when he knew that Professor Lupine had lived under the same roof with Harry during the summer vacation, every time he was in the lounge, he would say something from Harry from time to time. Li there to inquire about the professor's deeds.

When Harry talked about Professor Lupine, he inevitably mentioned his godfather Sirius and the deeds of the robbers that Sirius told him. Although Harry felt that some deeds were not very honorable, the audience in the lounge were obviously moved. And then excited.

The Weasley twins distributed leaflets to their seniors and juniors in the lounge, suggesting that Gryffindor set up a formal "robber group" to inherit the career of their predecessors-of course, there are advertisements for their products on the leaflets.

There are also some little lions who are very interested in the newspaper clippings that Harry took out. Harry searched for some old photos from Sirius during the holidays and added them. There are his godfather, father, and Remus, and of course Peter’s head portrait. It's a black hole.

Girls obviously look forward to Sirius when they were teenagers, followed by Remus. As for Harry's father James, I'm sorry contemporary girls are not interested in messy hair and four eyes. Besides, he is obviously not as famous as Harry.

The cheerful atmosphere in the tower of Gryffindor attracted all the dementors to the windows. If it weren't for the barriers of Hogwarts to block these monsters, they would start feasting.

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Although the influence of the dementors was isolated from the window, Harry still felt uncomfortable looking at the guy floating outside the window. Draco Malfoy had shown him a mocking smile on many occasions. Thinking of being helped by a Malfoy, haha Li couldn't help but get more irritable.

"When you're depressed, consider taking a walk at Hogwarts!" The godfather's words came to Harry's mind, and the boy's green eyes lit up.

"Ron, Sirius told me a lot of Hogwarts secret passages, do you want to go for a walk?" Harry suggested to his companion who was struggling with a game console.

"Well, wait, what are you talking about? I'm about to pass the level..." Ron was obviously very busy.

Harry regretted giving Ron the wizard game console modified by Sirius for him to play. Hermione is also out of control now, and it is difficult for anyone who wants to play a night tour now.

"It's nothing, you can continue playing!" Harry thought for a while, and decided to go on an adventure by himself, with the magic weapon given by Sirius in his arms - the Marauder's Map, and wearing his father's night travel equipment - the invisibility cloak, Harry I thought I was just strolling around, so there should be no big problem.

"Oh, yes, and this!" Walking to the door, Harry remembered a list given to him by Sirius, on which was the game task that Sirius assigned him—the Hogwarts treasure hunt.

"Harry, game consoles are not as fun as real-life games. Hogwarts is a huge playground. You never know what miracles will pop up in the next second, so before you graduate, you can Don’t miss this opportunity to have fun.”

Under Sirius Black's tireless teaching, Harry's curiosity and recklessness as a boy were magnified infinitely, and now the Boy Who Lived is seeing the completion of the godfather's prank list as surpassing his own father and godfather. Milestones, Voldemort or something that's far away.

Unbeknownst to Harry, of course, Black had given him something on his list that was very dangerous.

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Snape couldn't sleep well for several days. Three days ago, he delivered the Advanced Polyjuice Potion to Bellatrix as promised, but Dumbledore avoided answering his next plan.Snape's intuition told him that there was a plot going on, and what he didn't want was for Dumbledore to involve Harry Potter, but there was nothing he could do.

On the other hand, Snape was deeply influenced by dementors. Compared with the children who can get happiness from Hogwarts every moment, Snape's student life was bittersweet, and the humiliating and bitter memories Inspired by Harry Potter at school, amplified when Remus Lupine taught Defense Against the Dark Arts.

Mr. Severus Snape had so few good and precious memories that the Dementors had a much greater influence on him than anyone else.

In the past, the potions master used to boil potions to divert his depression, but this school year, when he boiled the wolfsbane potion, it was obvious that this way of resolving depression made him even more depressed at the moment.

Boil it, boil it, the top of the cauldron is steaming, Professor Snape's eyes are focused...

"Wolfwolf Potion - Remus Lupine - Werewolf - Sirius' prank - Nearly killed, or worse, turned into a werewolf!"

Snape shook his head, trying to get rid of his bad emotions. Potions were an advanced subject, and he had to concentrate. He had to be worthy of his cauldron.

Boiling and boiling, the magic medicine slowly changed its shape, Professor Snape's eyes were focused...

"Potion of Wolfsbane—a werewolf—nearly died, or worse, turned into a werewolf—stupid dog purposely let him sneak into the secret passage under the Whomping Willow..."

Snape shook his head again. Potions are an advanced knowledge, and he has to be worthy of those precious medicinal materials.

Boiling and boiling, the magic power was slowly poured in, the potion gradually took shape, Professor Snape's eyes were focused...

"Potion of Wolfsbane - Dog tried to turn Snape into a werewolf - Snape caught Pettigrew - Dog was released - Snape was a big fool!"

Snape stopped his wand, looked at the failed Wolfsbane potion in front of him, and finally couldn't help letting out a deep roar from his throat, "Damn it!"

The potion master decisively decided not to touch the crucible until his mood improved, otherwise it would be a waste of precious potion materials.

How to improve the mood, Dean Slytherin looked at the homework on the table that could never be corrected expressionlessly, turned around swiftly, and while the black robe was flipping, the Snake King went out with vigorous steps, hunting.

"It would be very pitiful for the little ghosts who are traveling at night today if they are caught by the headmaster..." Medusa in front of the door rolled her eyes sympathetically.

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"The Room of Requirement?" Harry Potter was excited, he finally found the magic classroom on Black's list.

Harry imagined himself in a room at 12 Grimmauld Place, and when he went in, it was exactly the same.

So Harry happily exited, imagined the Gryffindor lounge, and walked in again, and it was exactly the same.

Harry tried to imagine the Burrow, the school hall, and even the Dursleys.

"Wow, it's exactly as Sirius said, it really can be imitated." Harry jumped up happily, "I have to tell Ron!"

Harry was about to go back with his cloak on, of course he didn't forget to look at the Marauder's Map in his hand, "Oops, Professor Snape is nearby."

Harry, in a hurry, desperately wanted to find a place to hide his things, because he subconsciously felt that even if he himself was caught, it didn't matter, Snape couldn't find the Marauder's Map and the Invisibility Cloak—his last time After the Quidditch book was confiscated by Snape, he never wanted it back.

So, after Harry spun around three times, he stumbled into a room full of clutter.

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Snape sensitively felt that there was a nocturnal imp nearby, but when he walked in but saw nothing, Snape decided to sit back and wait.

At this moment, Harry Potter, who was wandering in the room full of sundries, didn't notice that the dusty Ravenclaw diadem on the head of a one-eyed wizard statue gave off a faint black breath.