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"I'm sorry, Mr. Potter. Although we have found a defrosting spell that can be used and are already starting to use it, it will take a long time for Mr. Black to wake up. As you can see, he was instantly The absolute zero in the space-time rift is frozen, we can only cast a thawing spell on him once a day to thaw him layer by layer, so as to minimize the damage to his body." The therapist regretted Said to Harry.

He sympathized with the young savior who had lost his only family, and there was nothing he could do to help.

"How much longer?" Harry asked.He bypassed the therapist and looked at Sirius who was still frozen on the hospital bed with one arm outstretched and his facial expression frozen in panic.

"If you mean thawing, the earliest is the end of the month. But when he wakes up, it's possible after that." The therapist paused, "Thinking in a better direction, maybe Mr. Black can wake up after the thawing .”

After he finished speaking, he was called away by the trainee therapist outside the door.

Harry's hand banged on the door, and it was all his fault!

After coming out of the Leaky Cauldron, Harry got on the bus. He still needed to take the subway and change to another Muggle bus to get back to his aunt's house - the night before the holiday, Headmaster Dumbledore found him again and reminded him Had to stay at least two weeks at his aunt's so that the protective spell his mother had left him would take effect.

If the protection spell fails, then the Death Eaters can find him very easily.

He can no longer trouble others!

"Where have you been? You've been mysterious all day long. Could it be that you've joined some mysterious organization?" It was Dali who opened the door——Harry raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, and after seeing the game console in his hand, he stopped. Knowing that his cousin was planning to hook up the console to the living room TV so he could play Muggle video games.

"I'm going to see my godfather, he's in the hospital." Harry didn't want to talk much, he walked in the door with an indifferent expression.

"Then I hope he gets better soon, so that you can bring back the freak you are, and the freak should be with the freak." Dali said cheerfully, and he walked back to the living room with the game console, looking for Connect them all to the appropriate jacks.

"You're right, I really shouldn't be here." Harry stood there, he had no sense of belonging here, "It's still a week, bear with it, little Dada." He used Aunt Petunia's Dali's nickname, coupled with his cold and somewhat gloomy face, is really——

"Freak." Dali muttered. After plugging in the cable, Dali took a step back and picked up the remote control and pressed it. Soon the TV screen turned into two villains holding guns and shooting at a fast pace. Electronic music blared.

"Want to play? You wizards must only have some old chess, tarot, crystal ball or bridge and other ancient pastimes of the last century. They will almost turn you into a blue waste tire!" Dali shouted with.

Harry let out a breath, he was almost turned into sour milk when he was not able to use magic outside of school.

"Okay, how does this work?" Harry asked, taking a cushion and sitting next to Dudley, picking up a handle.

In the following week, Harry, who was led by Dudley to experience a novel Muggle video game, was in a slightly happier mood, but when he thought of the Death Eaters who were chasing after him, the youthful vitality that was rarely recovered from him disappeared again. Backed off a little.

As soon as the two-week deadline passed, Aunt Petunia began to look pale and prepared to drive people away.

So Harry took a packed suitcase and left his aunt's house without even having breakfast, with Dudley's kind wave.

Where should he go?

oh!Is that still useful?Some dark old bastard is still keeping his stuff.

Harry took the luggage and got on the bus to the train station. He counted the pounds in his pocket, and it was enough to buy a ticket to Manchester.

The door was pulled open from the inside, revealing Snape's expressionless face that darkened instantly when he saw the knocker.

"Hi." Harry waved him cheerfully.

Snape closed the door indifferently.

Noticing Snape's movements, Harry immediately squeezed through the door sullenly with his agility, and almost fell into Snape's arms—Snape took a step back as if avoiding an infectious germ.So they didn't collide.

"Is it your etiquette to come uninvited, Potter." Snape's cheeks trembled with anger, and it was obvious that he was so angry that the door was closing much louder than before.

"I have nowhere to go, Professor." Harry glanced around, the furnishings in the room were pitiful, and the old decorations rushed to his face with an intuitive style of sexual frigidity, but everything he saw was clean Very good, no dust.

"That mad dog with a broken head..." Snape gritted his teeth.

"Sirius is lying in St. Mungo's, you know that too." Harry turned his head to look at Snape, "And Bella invaded 12 Grimmauld Place, although she is now imprisoned in Azkaban But there's no guarantee she hasn't dropped some dark magic item there, or a Portkey that would let Death Eaters in." That's what he was talking about, he'd already had Kreacher search the house and order it Pack up and throw away everything Bella left behind.

Sirius has been cleared of all charges, and he is now the legal heir to the old Black house.Although he still hasn't woken up.

"So I can only come to you, professor. As my professor, you can't just ignore me." Harry raised the corners of his mouth and smiled slyly.

"Dumbledore will take you in and give you a good place to go." Snape twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled.

"Then we won't have time to study this scar on my forehead." Harry mentioned the most urgent thing at the moment.

Snape's jaw tightened; he really couldn't refuse the reason.

At this moment, the door leading to the basement was suddenly opened, and Harry pulled out his wand reflexively. He stared at the person with wide eyes, "Peter Pettigrew!" Hate appeared on his face, and then he remembered that he couldn't stay outside the school. Use a wand.

Peter bowed his waist, his whole body was like a big mouse, his whole body was dirty, he cowered into a ball, and the expression on his face suddenly became numb and dull when he glanced at Harry.

"Guests are visiting, prepare drinks," he said without seeming to see Harry, ignoring him as if it were a cloud of air.

He was sure he wasn't wearing an invisibility cloak!Harry approached Peter cautiously.

Snape grabbed him and stopped the little bastard whose vigilance had fallen to a certain level.

"Go back, you are not needed here." Snape ordered to Peter coldly.

"Do you really think I'm your servant? The Dark Lord asked me to come over to monitor your every move!" Suddenly Peter seemed to come back to his feet and hopped angrily at Snape.

Snape grabbed Harry, who stared at Peter indifferently as if he were a heap of rubbish and his words should not be wasted on him.

Peter seemed to be thinking of something terrible, showing horror, he slammed into the basement door and closed it hard, the whole process was as fast as lightning.

"He didn't see me." After Snape let go of Harry, Harry rubbed his red arm and frowned.

"A simple trick," Snape said lightly.

He led Harry into a door on the left. This is a small living room. The left and right walls are full of floor-to-ceiling bookshelves, which are full of books. "Touching these may even stain your precious fingers black." , Potter, you need to think carefully before you act, otherwise I'm afraid you won't be able to accept the result." He sneered, covering the bookshelf with one hand - making Harry withdraw his hand - and his goal was to extract The book covered by Ned's hand.

Harry smiled dryly and looked at Snape, like he was sweet and obedient.He sat on the armchair with the suitcase at his feet.At this time, the stomach that hadn't eaten since waking up finally started to complain.

"Do you have anything to eat?" Harry blushed, "I haven't eaten since morning." He said in a very low voice.

"I'm used to bossing people around, Potter. No one is serving you, can't you eat?" Snape sneered, "Sit here and don't move around." He turned and left with a cold face.

Harry felt much more at ease when the door closed!He unbuttoned the two buttons on the top of his shirt, jumped up from the sofa and walked back to the place where he was standing before. He carefully looked at the bookshelves, most of which were uncomfortable books on black magic, and on the other shelf were All kinds of potions are related.But——Harry pulled out a Dark Wizard's Travel Diary, and there will be a book suitable for him to read!He hated nothing but black magic for evil purposes, and books like travel adventures were his particular favorite.The old bastard didn't know him at all!

However, he didn't need Snape to know him, so he would be so horrified that Snape had some strange feelings for him!

Just as Harry was turning the pages of the book boredly, his hand stopped suddenly.

He seemed somewhat familiar with the spell that Peter was under.

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Disappeared for two days to code Christmas greetings, Merry Christmas!