[HP] Dark Godfather

As Remus Lupine expected, Sirius Black had no interest in the Defense Against the Dark Arts professorship at Hogwarts.

"Remus, a year's salary at Hogwarts is not enough to earn a day's income from my mail order business. I have no reason to give up a great forest for a small sapling!" Black smoked a Cuban cigar leisurely, spit out strange-shaped smoke ring.

"Sirius, when did you develop this habit?" Remus shook his head in disapproval, and fanned the smoke away with his hand, "I thought you wanted to be with Harry."

"Old man, I don't need to put Harry in my belt, look, I was out on a business deal last time, and the boy gave me all the trouble, and he could believe that I was kidnapped so easily, joke, little Sirius Black was kidnapped, let's see who dares to kidnap me!" Black laughed, "Little Harry is too dependent on me, it's not good!"

"That's what you're used to, Sirius!" Remus said angrily and amusedly, "You have to thank Snape this time, if he hadn't brought Harry back, I can't imagine those Death Eaters would have brought Harry back. how is he."

"Hmph, didn't I rush over there too? The snot-nosed man pretended to be Harry, bah bah, an old bat pretending to be tender!" Black felt disgusted at the thought of holding Snape pretending to be Harry.

"Your reactions are really similar..." Remus laughed loudly, "But to be honest, I was surprised, I didn't expect Snape to care about Harry, I thought that because Harry looks so much like James, Snape Will anger this child."

"That's because of Harry's green eyes and moon face. Any fool knows Snape's crush on Mrs. Potter!" Black laughed sarcastically.

"Ahem, the topic is getting too far, Padfoot, you really don't think about it anymore, Dumbledore seems to want you to go!" Remus looked at Black very seriously.

"... Dumbledore really thinks so?" Black looked at Remus unexpectedly, "I thought he was running on me, after all I caused him a lot of trouble."

"I'm afraid he is serious, Padfoot!" Remus Lupine nodded sincerely, "Dumbledore told me that he has been working hard to dispel the rumors of the curse in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, you can't be afraid Bar!"

"Am I afraid of Voldemort's curse?" Black yelled, "Fuck his curse, I'll go, why not, I'll go if I don't need a salary, I'll show them, Voldemort's curse is fucking nonsense!"

"Padfoot, I remember this time last year, you said that although the Dark Lord was brainless, the crow's mouth was effective, and you advised me to teach the protection of magical beasts." Remus Lupine blinked.

"...Huh? Did I say that? Then I must really want you to help me. You know, at that time, my mail order business just started, and I am still very short of people... Ah, Moon Face , it’s just right for you to come now, I’m going to Hogwarts to break the curse of the Dark Lord, you have to help me preside over the overall situation here... yes, that’s how it will be done!”

Sirius Black jumped up, excitedly handed a pile of materials into Lupin's hands, then picked up the coat on the hanger, and rushed into the fireplace, "Look at the documents first, familiarize yourself with the next work, I will go to the company to handle the handover Procedures. By the way, Remus, I'm glad you came to help me. — Diagon Alley."

A green flame ignites, and Sirius Black disappears into the fireplace.

"..." Remus Lupine was completely speechless holding the thick documents in his hand, "Why do I feel like I fell into the trap of Padfoot?" Remus noticed with sharp eyes that those documents had been dusted, obviously accumulated for a long time up.

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Severus Snape's application for the Defense Against the Dark Arts class in his fourth year was rejected without incident, and when he learned that Dumbledore intended to hire Sirius Black to take up the position, the Snake King finally couldn't help it. Yelled in the principal's office.

"Dumbledore, you are crazy, I said that person is suspicious, you are leading wolves into the house!"

"Severus, I have my own considerations, don't worry!" The old headmaster smiled peacefully.

"I hope you don't regret it, Dumbledore, this Sirius Black is definitely not a good man!" Snape said firmly, and turned away with a sullen face.

The old headmaster just stuffed a candy into his mouth, and a bright smile flashed across his blue eyes.

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"So, you're going to Dumbledore's place, what's your plan?" Tom Riddle was a little surprised, "I thought that after the incident in the Department of Mysteries, the Order of the Phoenix should be wary of you .”

"That's why I went under his nose to reassure the old guy, Tom," Black rubbed his forehead, "as long as Dumbledore trusts me, then other members of the Order of the Phoenix will not doubt me."

"Where's the potions master? You've been enemies since childhood, and he doesn't know where he stands now. Do you want me to restrain him with Voldemort's orders?" Tom frowned.

"You are useful, Tom, don't worry now!" Black shook his head, "What is Snape's position in Dumbledore's heart, I must try to find out this time."

"Indeed, in times of war, the role of a potions master is a factor that cannot be ignored." Tom nodded.

Black looked at him with a gloomy face, "I'm not going to take you to Hogwarts this time, so you have to be honest and do something serious during my absence. Tom, again, old Black is a People who cherish talents, don't force me to do things against my will..."

"Blake, I'm also a person who cherishes talents. As long as your behavior is within the range I can tolerate, I won't have any objections." Tom stared at Black and said slowly.

Sirius Black sneered and turned away, "Remember, Tom, don't mess with old Black!"

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A mouse had slipped into the dilapidated house, and was transformed into a shriveled dwarf as it approached the sofa in the living room facing the dim fireplace.

Peter Pettigrew looked at the scary monster on the sofa tremblingly, "Lord, master, I can't find Bellatrix and the three of them. Now the international department is looking for them. They may have gone abroad. .”

"...Useless things!" The monster uttered a hoarse angrily, and then a thick snake slid down from the sofa and circled around Pettigrew.

Pettigrew Peter felt a chill come over him, as if a familiar fear, but he couldn't remember it for a moment, and he shuddered, "Master, please forgive my incompetence, but I have another good news. "

"Say!"

"Lucius Malfoy is expected to run for the post of Undersecretary of the Ministry of Magic and he can facilitate your return."

"Lucius? Well... I do have something important with him, but now is not the time to look for him..." The hoarse voice paused, "There must be a problem to be solved first, I want the boy, give I bring the boy, my most faithful servant."

"Yes, my master, I will definitely live up to the entrustment!" Another figure who had been standing beside him knelt down piously.

Pettigrew Peter stood aside tremblingly, not daring to make any noise, and the thief's mouse eyes were shining brightly.

At No. 12 Grimmauld Place, Black put down the wand that was resting on his forehead, opened his eyes, and showed a sly smile.

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The third year of school is coming to an end, but Harry Potter is uneasy. After the last incident in the Department of Mysteries, Sirius sent him a Howler letter every day for a week, which scared Harry so much that he dared not Dining in the lobby.

The last Quidditch training of this semester is over, and Harry is lazily walking towards the dormitory with the Firebolt in his hand. When passing by the grass, he suddenly realizes that he can no longer see the road ahead. Harry sighs, and reaches into his pocket out of habit. No.40 A spare pair of glasses.

"What bad luck!" Harry muttered as he put on his glasses, only to find a sneaky platinum head in front of him running vaguely into the woods.

The word "well" appeared on Harry's forehead, he clenched his fist, and suddenly ran wildly.

"Stop, Draco Malfoy, you thief!" Harry rushed into the woods, yelling at the little dragon, who paled with fright at his voice, "Don't go too far, glasses cost money too! "

"You... what nonsense are you talking about!" Xiaolong put his hands behind his back, pretending to be calm and said, "What glasses?"

"Hmph!" Harry came over angrily, stretched out his hand and pulled out Xiaolong's hand behind his back.

"Huh?" Harry froze, Draco Malfoy was holding a pink letter in his hand.

"What's this?" Harry couldn't help asking.

"I want you to take care of it! You scarred head, just take care of yourself, Saint Potter!" Xiaolong's face flushed.

"Dear Draco, please date me!" The pink envelope suddenly turned into a pair of flaming red lips, making a delicate voice, which made the two boys tremble all over.

A gust of cold wind blew and fell into an awkward silence.

"Ahem, it turned out to be a love letter, yes, I'm sorry, I thought..." Harry decided to be a good boy who had the courage to admit his mistakes.

"What do you think, what would I do to your old-fashioned glasses, Scarhead!" Xiaolong gave Harry a hard look, and walked away angrily.

Harry rubbed his head in distress, "Oh~", the boy shrugged helplessly.

Draco Malfoy, who turned away from him, had a relaxed expression on his face, he secretly touched the small lump in his pocket, and a lucky smile curved his mouth.

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During dinner, Xiaolong walked into the hall, and suddenly found many strange eyes secretly looking at him.

"What's the matter?" Drake pretended to be calm, and after carefully walking to the table and sitting down, he couldn't help asking Zabini who was eating slowly beside him.

"Congratulations, Drake!" Zabini wiped the corners of his mouth, turned his head to look at Drake with a sly expression, "I heard that Harry Potter confessed his love to you in the woods!"

"What, what?" Delaware stared in disbelief as if struck by lightning, "Who, who spread this rumor!"

"The source is very reliable, Drake, Professor Stroop just passed a forest in the afternoon, and she is very pleased that the relationship between Gryffindor and Slytherin has eased." Zabini deliberately said to Gryffindor The direction glanced.

Draco Malfoy turned his head and saw Harry Potter lying on the table weakly, the Gryffindor boys were yelling around him emotionally, and many people glared at Slytherin .

On the Slytherin side, although the sea seemed calm, gossip lightning crackled from time to time during the silent eye contact.

"Merlin!" Draco was completely devastated.