[HP] Dark Godfather

Hogwarts, the scene of the third match of the Triwizard Tournament, outside the huge bush maze, Cedric Diggory appeared at the exit holding the trophy excitedly, and the moment he stepped out of the maze.

"Pfft!" Harry Potter dropped from the sky with the Portkey trophy, and fell hard in front of Cedric. His appearance stunned the cheering crowd.

Cedric Diggory watched in embarrassment as the near victory celebration was interrupted.

"He's resurrected!" Harry Potter hoarsely yelled out with all his strength, then collapsed to the ground.

Sirius Black rushed out of the crowd and picked up Harry, "What's the matter, kid, what happened, who came back to life?"

Harry Potter hugged his godfather tightly and said tremblingly, "That man, vol, Voldemort has risen."

Harry's voice was not loud, but as soon as he finished speaking, the audience fell into a terrible silence.

"Ha, this boy is obviously greatly stimulated, he's talking nonsense!" An observer from the Ministry of Magic laughed dryly.

Many people nodded one after another, thinking that Harry Potter was not clear-headed at this time.

But Karkaroff, Snape, Lucius and others who were secretly holding their left arms turned pale in an instant. They did feel Voldemort's call just now, and the power of this call was as powerful as before, but their respective For different reasons, they did not go at once, and now Harry Potter appeared with the Portkey and said something, which shocked them all the more.

Albus Dumbledore was staring at Harry Potter's bleeding arm, and the old headmaster quickly walked out of the auditorium and walked towards Harry Potter, "He used your blood to resurrect, Really, Harry?"

Harry Potter nodded, his voice trembling, "and the bones of his father, the arm of Peter Pettigrew, who was reborn in a large stone pot, and many Death Eaters, and a very young man of about 16 years old." Boy, that boy was later killed by Voldemort, probably eaten, and a..."

Harry Potter's pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked at the person in the audience who was smiling at him, "It's him, that person also appeared in the cemetery, what did Voldemort say to him in the end, maybe he did something to him?" Spell, that man was turned to ashes...and Peter Pettigrew, who was also turned into ashes...."

Harry Potter pointed to Bustimo Luis Andy in the audience, emotionally, and told some inconsistencies, which made many people believe that Harry Potter was delirious due to the influence of the game.

Dumbledore frowned as he listened to Harry's narration, but his eyes were fixed on Sirius Black who was holding Harry tightly. When Harry pointed at Bustimo, Dumbledore's eyelids twitched. Looking back, he also guessed who Harry was pointing at, which gave Dumbledore an ominous premonition.

"Okay, Harry Potter, you've walked out of the maze, poor boy, you must be exhausted, and you're already talking nonsense..." Sports Director Ludo Bagman came out with a wry smile to smooth things over.

"Yes, Mr. Black, your godson is in dire need of calm."

"Don't worry, Mr. Potter, we saw you walk out of the maze before Mr. Digory, so you don't need to get too excited."

"Hey, there are actually two trophies, who is the final victorious warrior now?"

In the middle of people's discussions, Albus Dumbledore pointed his wand at a person.

"What are you doing, Headmaster Dumbledore?" Harry looked at the old headmaster in surprise, who was pointing his wand at his godfather at the moment.

"Harry, get away from that man, he's not Sirius Black," said Dumbledore sternly.

Harry Potter turned his head to look at the godfather in surprise, only to find that Sirius had a strange smile on his mouth. Harry's heart trembled, and he was about to pull away, but he was firmly grasped.

"He's resurrected, isn't he?" the Sirius impersonator whispered, gripping the boy's arm tightly, and then his face started to twitch, slowly becoming another person.

"Barty Crouch Jr.?" Dumbledore was a little surprised, and his voice made the old Barty Crouch in the audience jump up.

"Bastard!" Old Mr. Crouch ran down quickly, and pointed his wand at Barty Crouch Jr. who was holding Harry hostage.

"Ah..." The people in the auditorium looked at the sudden change in surprise, but before they could ask further, they heard "Long live Grindelwald!", and the auditorium exploded. Bustimo Louisian Di blew himself up, and immediately, blood and screams rang out, and many wizards who couldn't escape were killed and injured.

"Merlin!" Luckily, some wizards who were not injured escaped, and some looked at the mess in horror. In just a few minutes, Hogwarts changed from a happy paradise to a murder scene.

"Master is alive!" cried Barty Crouch Jr., holding Harry's wand against Harry's chin. "Let me offer you your enemy, Ava..."

A voice from "Avada Kedavra" hit Barty Crouch Jr. before he could kill Harry.

Old Crouch put down his wand dejectedly, looked around in pain at the people screaming away from him, "He deserved what he deserved!" Old Crouch seemed to have lost all his strength at once, he turned around slowly, and the big pain cried, "My son, he deserved it!"

Dumbledore sighed, and looked away reluctantly.

Old Barty Crouch suddenly grabbed his chest tightly, panted loudly a few times, then fell heavily on the ground, never getting up again.

Harry Potter watched all this happen in a daze, and suddenly shouted as if he came to his senses, "Godfather, Sirius, where is he?"

The boy jumped up in horror and ran towards Sirius' dwelling. Dumbledore did not stop him, but followed closely behind like other professors.

Harry Potter broke into the dwelling and searched around but failed to find Sirius. At this time, Dumbledore and the others also came in to help search, but there was still no progress.

Harry Potter covered his face and sat on the sofa in the living room without saying a word, and the professors were also silent.

"When was it changed?" A professor wondered, "I don't think Sirius has changed much these days!"

Hearing that Dumbledore and Snape's eyelids twitched, the old headmaster turned his head to Snape and nodded, and the Slytherin head turned and left the dwelling, heading straight to the Black Lake.

On the edge of the black lake, the potion master looked at the water with a gloomy face. He took out his wand and waved it, only to see a huge squid floating out. The potion master poured a bottle of potion on the squid with a tense face. On the broken layer of the tentacles, the tentacles slowly grew granulation, the squid sank to the surface of the lake, and soon threw a wrapped spindle-shaped thing ashore.

Snape moved closer to the thing that was tightly wrapped in water plants, squinted his eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.

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"Sirius!"

In the dwelling, Harry Potter looked at the godfather who had just been fished out of the black lake by Snape, and wept with joy.

"How is he?" Dumbledore asked concerned.

"It's not dead, but it's not much better than death. The squid saw him being attacked underwater by a man. It was during the second match that the stupid dog was cast with a confinement spell, packed and stuffed in an underwater cave. Fortunately, there is still air in the cave, but he has not eaten or drunk for four consecutive days, so he is probably fainted from starvation now."

"Hungry?" Everyone looked at Sirius Black, who was drooling in sleep, and doubted this fact very much.

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The next day, the Daily Prophet was sold out again.

Is Voldemort really returning?

What conspiracy is Grindelwald still brewing?

Will suicide attacks by believers become a new fuse for future wars?

Is The Boy Who Lived sensationalizing, or is there something else hidden?

What kind of conspiracy was hidden in the Triwizard Tournament, and there was an agreement between Dumbledore and the believers?

Killing relatives righteously or covering up the truth, the tragedy of Crouch and his son?

With all the information reported this week, the wizarding world once again set off a wave of panic, and peace became a thing of the past overnight.

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Over Hogwarts, the sun was slowly covered by dark clouds, and Dumbledore walked slowly on the grass, followed by Sirius Black.

After staying in the cave at the bottom of the icy black lake for four days and three nights, Mr. Sirius Black successfully survived the second near-death crisis in his life with his vitality as tenacious as a cockroach.

Harry Potter finally received the first good news in recent days after a series of bad luck. His godfather will soon leave Hogwarts to continue to run his mail order company.

Although everyone thought this was a natural result, no one expected that Mr. Sirius Black was so determined to break Voldemort's curse that he once again submitted an application to continue teaching the Defense Against the Dark Arts class to Principal Albus Dumbledore.

With mixed emotions, the teachers and students handed over the task of persuading the passionate lion to leave the job to the old headmaster. So, on a sunny morning, Dumbledore invited Sirius to take a walk on the grass.

Dumbledore looked up at the gradually gloomy sky, turned his head to look at the bored Sirius, and sighed slightly.

"Sirius, do you have anything to tell me about Voldemort's resurrection?" The old headmaster's words stunned Black, who was kicking stones in boredom.

Black tilted his head and said angrily, "Voldemort's resurrection? Doesn't matter if it's real or not, hum, if he dares to hurt Harry, I'll let him know how powerful Black is!"

Dumbledore's half-moon glasses reflect strongly, which makes it difficult to see his expression clearly for a while.

"When we were young, we heard a lot of bedtime stories..." Dumbledore turned around suddenly, walked slowly along a gravel path, and motioned for Black to follow.

"Children have been told from an early age: stay away from demons, be optimistic, and be honest, confident, and bright people..." Dumbledore raised his head, looked at the sun that was trying to penetrate the dark clouds, and shook his head sighing, "And When we grow up, some people choose the light, and some people escape into the darkness, no matter what their final outcome is, they all choose their own path... ".

Dumbledore turned around and looked at Black with a smile, "Son, which way did you choose?"

Black rubbed his nose and said with a smile, "I chose the path that I think is right, Principal Dumbledore. I never hide my dark advantage. After all, I come from a family that has believed in darkness for generations, but it doesn't matter." Do not prevent me from serving the light..."

Dumbledore nodded, took a deep look at Black, and said slowly, "After this school year, I suddenly have a deep understanding. Mr. Black, among all the demons, the most troublesome one is not The demon of original sin of destruction, death, and depravity, but an inconspicuous little devil..."

Black smiled and looked at the old headmaster, "Why do you think so?"

"The little devil has the least lethality and the weakest magic power. He likes to lie, play pranks, greedy for money, and seduce people, but he is easy to be seen through. He is just an inconspicuous role in all the records about the dark forces," said Dumbledore. Lido sighed, "It's too easy to see through, so it has never caused great harm to humans, and the little devil has a characteristic, he keeps his promise..."

Dumbledore looked at Black with deep meaning, "Once a human being signs a contract with the little devil, the little devil will never be the first party to break the promise, because it is a rare honest devil, so even some believers in the light will It has never been regarded as a target that must be attacked, because they believe that letting this dark messenger who can't make a big storm do harm to the world will be more arousing human yearning for light..."

Blake rubbed his chin and nodded thoughtfully, "That makes sense! There is a saying in the East that if the water is clear, there will be no fish. No matter how you say it, absolute light cannot exist."

Dumbledore said lightly, "That's why I say he is the most troublesome..."

The old headmaster sighed, watching the drizzle gradually fall, "I can sympathize with a Muggle saying, boil a frog in warm water, Mr. Black, when the little devil whispers in people's ears step by step, instigating them to develop lying, suspicion, When it comes to bad habits such as jealousy, even if he is quickly discovered and expelled by the light, he has successfully planted the seeds of demons in people's hearts. The reason why I say that the little devil is a more difficult force than destruction is because he can use The human heart, he can easily find the place closest to the darkness in the human heart, and push the human soul in that direction..."

Dumbledore said, "People always have an intuitive feeling for the great demon king with great power. Some people submit and some oppose, but people always easily forgive some small vices such as lying, arrogance, prejudice, and meanness of those around them, because That kind of evil is not as intuitive as direct violence, but people don't pay attention. The big devil is always being destroyed, but the little devil has never been destroyed since the time when light and darkness were opposed, because as long as human beings still have selfish desires If it exists, the little devil can find a space for evil to live in."

Blake bowed his head in silence, not knowing what he was thinking.

Dumbledore sighed, "I should have thought of it earlier, the Black family, the hereditary spokesperson of darkness, I thought that if someone in this family awakened their blood, it might be killing, madness or rage, but I ignored the inconspicuous role of the little devil, You exposed your devilish nature to everyone, but were ignored by everyone...Mr. Black, I am now formally informing you that Hogwarts will no longer accept your application for renewal, and, I hope , you can relinquish custody of Harry."

Black raised his head, his black eyes sparkling, "Are you afraid? Headmaster Dumbledore, do you think I will hurt my godson?"

Dumbledore looked at Sirius and said seriously, "Yes, I'm afraid, although I know you promised James to protect Harry, but I can't guarantee that you will use Harry to do something terrible, Sirius Black, you are more low-key and tolerant than Voldemort, but your danger is greater than the two generations of devil kings, because the little devil loves to seduce children, and the bad habits cultivated from an early age will affect people's life choices. I cannot let the future of the wizarding world The destruction is in your hands, so I have to keep you away from Hogwarts."

Black squinted his eyes, and the majestic magic power on his body was ready to go, but finally calmed down, he showed a sly smile, "Principal Dumbledore, I never force people to make choices, I have always convinced people with virtue, I am back Hogwarts, because I truly love her, but I still follow your decision, let time dilute the hostility between us!"

Dumbledore lowered his head slightly, and looked at Sirius with bright blue eyes, "If it is possible, Sirius, you are also welcome back here in the light, children who can enter Gryffindor, their souls have not yet fallen to that point."

Under Dumbledore's sharp gaze, Black felt a kind of restlessness deep in his soul, which was the counterattack of the remaining Sirius. The dark godfather curled his lips and easily digested the power, but said sincerely on his face, "I I will consider it, Your Excellency the Principal, I will consider it."

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The next day, Professor Sirius Black's dwelling was turned back into a box, and most of the children in Hogwarts, including Slytherin, came to see him off. Unknowingly fell in love with this professor.

"Children, I, Sirius Black, can't just teach you knowledge at Hogwarts. As long as you are willing, just tap your wand or owl, and I will add fun to your harmless games at any time!" Black is rare and elegant He solemnly bowed to the children who saw him off, and then made a face at Mr. Snape, the acting professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, "And you, Professor Snape, although our aura is at odds, but You are also welcome to patronize my mail order business!"

Snape did not spray the venom, but nodded slightly, accepting Black's disguised overture.

The rest of the professors looked at this young man who brought disaster and joy to Hogwarts with mixed emotions, and waved goodbye to him.

Before Blake left, he turned his head and looked at the window of the principal's office meaningfully. Dumbledore was standing on the window sill, and his half-moon-shaped glasses reflected the sunlight, making it difficult to see his expression clearly.

The old headmaster watched the man go away, and the last words that Black said in that long conversation came to mind: "Principal Dumbledore, in fact, there is an angel and a devil living in everyone's heart. All I do is give their chance to choose.

Light is not all good and darkness is not all evil, people come together because of need and cannot be separated because of faith, I sincerely hope you find what you really want, life is too short to fight for fame and fortune Yes, it's all a waste of life, and maybe in the end you will find that all you want is to sit on a chair in a pair of woolen socks and drink black tea with your best friends. "