[HP] Dark Godfather

"Harry Potter" Dumbledore read out the name on the note with a blank expression, slowly raised his head, and looked at the surprised boy.

After a brief silence in the hall, there was a burst of discussion.

"It's ridiculous!" Headmaster Karkaroff of Durmstrang yelled first, and he rushed in front of Headmaster Albus Dumbledore angrily, "How can Hogwarts have two warriors? , you are cheating!"

"Principal Dumbledore, what's going on?" Mrs. Maxim looked at the old principal in bewilderment.

"Hey, kids, I admire your superb skills. You actually managed to get past the Goblet of Fire, but this time it's a big joke! This time it doesn't count!" Sirius walked to the side of the principal, craned his neck for a look, and smiled In other words, he reached out to take the note from Dumbledore, but Dumbledore blocked it.

"I hope it's a joke, too." Dumbledore turned his head and gave Sirius a serious look. "Is there anything you want to tell me? Sirius, about how Harry's name got into this cup?"

"Hey, Dumbledore, you don't think I threw Harry's name in there, do you?" Sirius took a step back in surprise. He looked around and found that people were looking at him with obvious distrust. .

"Well, I admit that I sometimes like to play tricks on people, but I'm not so confused!" Sirius turned his head to look at Harry Potter again.

"Harry, you don't think it's me, do you?" Sirius stared at Harry with wide eyes.

Harry Potter said with a wry smile, "Sirius, that's not funny...."

"I didn't..." Sirius jumped up excitedly, waving his arms, "I didn't put Harry's name in it, Merlin testifies, I won't let Harry go to die!"

The principals who had chosen the warriors all shed beads of sweat, "Aren't we just sending the children to death?" They thought depressingly.

"No matter what, the person whose name is uttered by the Goblet of Fire must participate in this tournament, which is bound by the magic contract." Dumbledore interrupted Sirius' defense, and solemnly handed the note to Harry, "I'm sorry, boy, but this time you have to."

Harry Potter looked at the headmaster in bewilderment, then at Sirius, who was trying to go forward but was stopped by Professor Snape's hand, and looked back at Ron with a complex expression and Hermione with a sympathetic expression. Hesitantly walked into the warrior's room with one step and three turns.

As soon as Harry entered the room, Sirius yelled like an explosion, "What have you done, Dumbledore, you are sending Harry to his death, he is not yet 17 years old, he cannot participate in such a dangerous..."

The door was closed, and Harry didn't continue to listen. His heart was beating wildly. He had never thought about becoming a Hogwarts warrior, but amidst the astonishment, Harry felt vaguely excited.

"I must be crazy..." Harry Potter thought in his mind, he looked at the three warriors waiting in the room, and actually had the urge to prove himself, "I want to participate, Merlin, I actually want to participate Happy?"

"What's the matter, Harry, do you have any message from the professors?" Cedric stepped forward, thinking Harry was sending a message.

Harry opened his mouth, but there was an inexplicable sense of rebellion in his heart, "Am I only worthy of a message?" The boy thought gloomily, looking into Cedric's eyes, and said very seriously, "The Goblet of Fire spat out my name, Senior Diggory and Principal Dumbledore said that I am the fourth warrior and must participate in this competition!"

"Merlin!" Cedric Diggory took a step back, and the warriors from the other two schools cast surprised glances.

There was an inexplicable sense of pleasure in Harry's heart. He lowered his head and walked aside without speaking, but the feeling of excitement in his heart became stronger and stronger.

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The hall outside the room was already in chaos, and Sirius swore like Dumbledore that he didn't throw Harry's name into the Goblet of Fire.

"You can let the snot-nosed man feed me veritaserum, Headmaster Dumbledore, it's definitely not me, I can swear it!"

"My precious potion is not for this kind of place, stupid dog. Rather than go crazy here, you might as well prepare a coffin for your godson."

"Snotling, what are you talking about? Are you cursing Harry? I think you are the most suspicious. If you can't get revenge on James, you want to kill Harry."

"Quiet me!" Dumbledore rubbed his forehead with a headache, and waved his hand wearily, "Whoever threw Harry's name into the Goblet of Fire will be discussed later, and now we need to discuss the event, please Bubaston Stay with the principal in Durmstrang, and the others can go about their business."

Sirius glared at Snape resentfully, and left angrily, the resentment radiating along the way scared the little animals to run away.

"It's really funny, isn't Harry Potter the hero of your British silver? How come your qualifications for the competition are questioned?" Bastimo followed Snape, covering his mouth and smiling coquettishly.

However, Snape didn't seem to hear his words, and with a gloomy face, he walked away from Bastimo with vigorous steps, and the black robe rolled up and down behind him.

A sly smile appeared on the corner of Bastimo's mouth, he squinted his eyes and looked back at the principals and event organizers who were having a heated discussion, then turned his head and swayed away.

Albus Dumbledore, who was discussing the precautions for the event, paused when Bustimo left, tilted his head slightly, and frowned.

"Principal Dumbledore, are you sure you want that boy to compete?" Madam Maxime said hesitantly.

"Why did he object? Hogwarts now has a better chance of winning!" Karkaroff said angrily.

"Karkaroff, you and I both know that a 14-year-old boy is lucky to survive this competition!" Dumbledore shook his head, "I have to worry about the child's life now."

"Hmph!" Karkaroff looked away in obvious disbelief.

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When Harry Potter returned to the Gryffindor lounge at night, he saw Sirius sitting anxiously on the sofa in front of the fireplace, knocking on his head with the wand in his hand, muttering something .The surrounding Gryffindor students were scared away from him, fearing that he would go crazy.

"Sirius, what can I do for you?" Harry looked curiously at the godfather's rare gaffe.

"Huh? Harry?" Sirius seemed to have just woken up, looked at his godson in surprise, then suddenly jumped up, took Harry's hand and ran outside.

"Take me where?" Harry staggered as he was being dragged.

"Go back, don't stay here, the Triwizard Tournament is not fun, Harry, you will die, I don't care who put your name in that bloody cup, the most important thing now is to get you out of Hogwarts Stay away until the event is over, Dumbledore is crazy, he actually wants you to participate, to hell with him..." Sirius dragged Harry out.

"No, Sirius, I will not leave Hogwarts!" Harry gripped the arm of a sofa tightly, "I will not be a deserter and disgrace the school!"

"Shame on the school? Kid!" Sirius turned around excitedly, firmly grasping Harry's shoulders, "Listen to me, my instinct tells me someone is going to kill you, Harry, believe me, your godfather, although sometimes It's a little unreliable, but I won't harm you, you have to listen to me this time, if you let the person who harmed you succeed, it will be a shame for Hogwarts!"

"Sirius!" Harry looked at his godfather movedly, "I believe in you, but please also believe in me, I will try my best, no matter what the result is, I will never run away."

Harry Potter looked at Sirius firmly, showing a childish smile, "Don't forget, I am the godson of Old Black, who dares to mess with me?"

Sirius stared blankly at Harry for a long while, then suddenly lowered his head in a slump, nodded fiercely and said loudly, "What to do, what to do? Old Black is out of luck..."

Sirius raised his head and yelled at Harry, "Harry Potter, you brat, why are you as stubborn as James? You're going to die, die, something happened to you, what should I do, damn it, Can't you just listen to your old godfather?"

"Because I am Harry Potter, the nemesis of Voldemort, a godson who wants to make you proud, not a child who will drag you down, Sirius!" Harry Potter stretched out his arms and hugged him vigorously. Sirius said in a muffled voice, "I don't want to hide behind you anymore, this time is a test for me, I want to prove that Harry Potter is not a coward who can only rely on the sacrifice of his relatives to protect him, Sirius' godson Harry Potter is no coward."

Sirius was silent, and after a long time, he patted Harry's head slowly, without saying anything.

After finally appeasing Sirius, Harry Potter returned to the room tiredly, but saw Ron looking at him strangely, "How did you put your name into the Goblet of Fire? It couldn't be that Sirius really helped you!" right?"

Harry, who had just recovered his mood, suddenly felt a burst of anger, "What nonsense are you talking about, I didn't put my name in the Goblet of Fire, Sirius is even more impossible, we are almost driven crazy by this, you are still talking about it if."

"I'm talking nonsense, aha, Harry Potter, it's fine if you don't want to say it, you don't need to show off to me, you have already given enough limelight."

Ron jumped on the bed angrily, pulled the quilt over his head, and vowed not to talk to Harry again.

Harry also jumped onto the bed angrily, lowered the curtain, and swore he would never talk to Ron again.

xxxxxx

At night, the hall where the Goblet of Fire was held in Hogwarts was silent. A figure slowly approached the Goblet of Fire, looked around the Goblet carefully, didn't seem to find what he was looking for, and left after a while.

After this figure left, another figure who had been hiding in the hall for a long time followed quickly.

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"Stop, snot, stop!" Sirius Black yelled angrily at the people running ahead.

The figure paused, did not stop, but disappeared at the end of the corridor even faster.

"What happened?" Professor McGonagall from the night watch came, "What are you doing here, Sirius, don't you have a night watch mission?"

"It's Snape. I saw Snape going in the hall where the Goblet of Fire was set, so I knew it was him..." Sirius said excitedly to Professor McGonagall.

"What's going on?" Headmaster Dumbledore also rushed over, "Why didn't you go back to your room, Sirius?"

"I hid in the hall, I wanted to see who framed me, who wanted to harm Harry, and I found the snotlite..."

"Wait, who did you say you saw?"

"Snotluck, no, it's Snape, I saw him go to the hall, looking for something..."

"Impossible, it can't be Snape, Sirius..." Dumbledore frowned.

"Why can't it be him?"

"Because I was with the headmaster just now, stupid dog!" Severus Snape appeared behind the old headmaster.

"Impossible, the person I saw just now is you!"

"Obviously your eyesight is seriously bad, and I'm even more curious about your motives for staying in the lobby at night."

"Don't change the subject, snotty..."

"Sirius, calm down."

"Headmaster, please believe me, I really saw Snape..."

"Maybe you saw someone, but it wasn't necessarily Snape..."

"I'll make no mistake. He's built and walks exactly like Snape."

Dumbledore frowned, "Let's go to the hall to see..."

They came to the hall, but found nothing, Sirius was very frustrated, he scratched his head and muttered.

Snape sneered, turned and left, the others felt embarrassed and bored, and dispersed one after another, leaving only Sirius standing there in a daze.

"Albus, I think there is something wrong with Sirius recently, is he under too much pressure!" On the way back, Professor McGonagall asked Principal Dumbledore worriedly.

The old headmaster seemed to be distracted, he stopped suddenly, turned around and rushed back, and Professor McGonagall followed behind in surprise.

When they returned to the hall again, they were shocked to find Sirius fainted on the ground.

"Merlin!" Professor McGonagall hastily stepped forward to check, while the old headmaster looked around carefully.

"He's been under the Confusion Charm, and he seems to have been poisoned. It's been a long time!" Professor McGonagall said as he checked, his tone becoming more and more severe. "Poor boy, it's a miracle he was able to talk just now."

Dumbledore walked slowly around the Goblet of Fire, stopped, and suddenly looked back at the Goblet of Fire, as if thinking of something.

"Anything?" asked Professor McGonagall.

"Maybe, I'm not sure..." Dumbledore said slowly, his eyes fixed on the flames of the Goblet of Fire, thoughtful.

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Severus Snape, who was supposed to go back to the cellar, suddenly turned a corner in a corridor, and came directly to the room next to the cellar where the potion materials were stored. After searching carefully, the potion master frowned. He found several copies of potions. The medicinal materials were missing, enough to equip a month's compound decoction and enough black death poison to kill people.