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"What are you talking about!! I'm Harry's..."

"Godfather." Sylvia directly took what Black was going to say, and sneered, "You still remember that you are Harry's godfather!"

"When you indirectly killed the Potters because of your own fault, you ignored the baby Potter and hid in Azkaban alone to escape reality!" Sylvia raised her eyebrows and said loudly, the whole The man was very angry, "Did you remember that you were Potter's godfather at that time?" Black's expression changed suddenly.

"When you read the newspaper and decided to escape and catch the traitor Peter!! Do you remember that you are Potter's godfather?" Sylvia continued to question Blake loudly without letting go of her intentions.

"You didn't! In order to escape the guilt, you didn't care what kind of miserable life Potter would have at the house of his aunt who hated the wizarding world, you hid in Azkaban! Even if you escaped, it was only for your own sake." Angry, for your revenge! As for running to see Potter? That’s all incidental. Isn’t it? Oh, anyway, people have come out of Azkaban, so just go and see. So you found that Potter He was not taken care of well, ah, the young master felt dissatisfied again. Potter only stayed at his aunt's house this summer vacation for the minimum two weeks required for blood magic, and then you took him over, so..." West Sylvia seemed to have calmed down when she said this, but no one present could misunderstand the anger contained in her gradually bright red eyes.

"The young master has now found an excuse to hate Aunt Potter's family who are inexplicably required to raise relatives' children without compensation! Anyway... there are thousands of mistakes, why can't it be your fault, Sirius Black?"

"I didn't..." Black's face was pale, even though he still wanted to defend himself, his tone was weak and pitiful. He stared blankly at the wooden wall with a hole in it that was eaten by insects.

Maybe it was frightened by the sudden emotional outburst of Sylvia, who has always been very polite to the teacher, or maybe he was dissatisfied with what Sylvia said, Sirius evaded responsibility, Sylvia After speaking angrily, there was a moment of silence in the temporary meeting room.

"So you said you wanted to tell Potter about our prison robbery plan, and then?" It was still Sylvia who spoke, and it sounded like she had calmed down a little.

"I promised Harry that I would go to the game with him that day, but I suddenly decided to act on that day, shouldn't I make it clear to Harry!" Sirius frowned and said very unhappy, "Besides, about Voldemort, Harry is the one with the most right to know everything..."

"We already explained to Potter that Voldemort made Horcruxes when he was in his second year."

"Eh? Then why are you stopping me..."

"Potter needs to 'understand' these things, but that's just 'understanding' after all. I don't want Potter, who doesn't even have the minimum adult wizard ability, to mess up our plans anytime and anywhere. Maybe you haven't heard Potter and his two good friends had recklessly tried to prevent Voldemort from obtaining the Sorcerer's Stone in the first grade? Fortunately, it was just a checkpoint set by Principal Dumbledore, which tested their foundation step by step Knowledge', Voldemort was also in a very weak state at that time. Otherwise you may never see your godson again, Mr. Sirius." Sylvia said mockingly.

"Our plan this time is in complete violation of the Wizarding Law. As long as the news is leaked, everyone here will be subject to the harshest trial - including Headmaster Dumbledore. Of course, if you think Potter can have any A little ability to keep secrets, you can say it, but if this is the case, then please forgive me and Cam for not participating in this project. Everyone is involved."

"I don't agree with telling Harry about them either!" Weasley *masked key words* seemed to have finally found an ally, and very quickly agreed to Sylvia's proposal.

McGonagall nodded, "Albus meant the same thing, as long as the few of us now know what happened, after we successfully took out the gold cup and handed it to Albus for temporary storage, I think we should tell Mr. Potter at that time There will be no problem."

The interim meeting continued after McGonagall's summary, and Sirius didn't speak again, and the time and plan for the implementation of the plan were quickly sorted out.

While McGonagall and the rest of the room were discussing some final details at the table, Sirius moved to the other corner of the room where Sylvia and Camille were sitting.

"Why do you know about Harry?" Sirius asked with a look of guard, "Slytherin and Gryffindor don't have a bad relationship?"

"Isn't that good, do I look like I'm on good terms with ordinary Gryffindors? Wow, that's a big misunderstanding!" There were a lot of exclamations in the words, but the plain The tone of voice made what Sylvia said sound even more sarcastic.

"I'm not interested in Potter's affairs at all, but after all, I'm also someone who has to deal with Voldemort, so I'll run into him more or less. I don't really care about any college. I'm willing to make friends with anyone who is capable, even if there's nothing special about him. Ability, as long as the person is good enough, I don't mind, but... unfortunately, Potter doesn't seem to be on my 'willing to make friends with' list. "

"What are you talking about!!" Sirius yelled angrily.

"Ah!" The grown-up wizard who didn't care about the flushed face in front of him, Sylvia directly interrupted Sirius' anger, "Speaking of which, you gave Potter a new broom, I heard it was very Expensive." Sylvia showed a smile on her face, but her tone and eyes were full of coldness, "Let's not talk about where such a large sum of money came from, let me speculate that 'he has long since left the Black family',' Mr. Sirius, who is not a member of the Black family, is indeed very powerful. Before he was imprisoned in Azkaban, in just a few years, he made money with his own ability, which ordinary wizards cannot earn in their entire lives. money!"

"But... do you think that Potter would prefer an expensive broom to the company of his godfather for 13 years?" Sylvia's words stabbed Sirius mercilessly like a sharp arrow.

"But it's also..." Sylvia's expression darkened, and she took a deep breath before continuing to speak, her voice was rarely trembling, "After all, Mr. Sirius is not an orphan, you probably can't understand us Desire...um..." Sylvia was embraced by Camille who leaned over.

"Hey!" Sylvia buried her face in Camille's arms with a strange sound.Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Camille lifted Sylvia from the chair and walked towards the door, saying "We know the plan and time, see you that morning." He left the old house directly.

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Every day in Sirius’ house was full and happy, and the gloomy house was full of unknowns. Harry and Hermione dealt with the *shielded keyword* in the curtains that day, although it was a piece of evidence. En said with a grumpy face that it was a troublesome family affair, but Harry found it quite amusing - waking up early in the morning to make breakfast for the Dursleys, and being forced to talk to his fat pig cousin It's an unappetizing family thing to eat only one grapefruit for a meal...

"Sirius, I've been meaning to tell you that there seems to be something closed in that desk in the living room! It keeps dangling and rattling, and I think maybe it's just a Boggart? Drop it, but then I figured we'd better let Remus take a look?" Weasley *masked keyword* said as the twins Fred and George burst into the restaurant from outside and seemed to be playing around the table Catch game, "You two!! Sit down!! Or don't eat, get the hell out of here!!" Weasley *masked keywords* yelled at the twin sons, pouring a pot of butter The beer was placed heavily on the table, and a beer was spilled on the table.

"Whatever," said Sirius dully, not even the various grimaces on the faces of the Weasley twins had aroused his interest.

Harry glanced worriedly at Sirius who was sitting diagonally opposite. He seemed to be out of spirit recently?Is it because of a sudden emergency, so I can't accompany him to watch the Quidditch final?

Thinking of what Sirius walked into his and Ron's room with a heavy face and said to him the night before, although it was indeed a pity, Harry couldn't understand, as adults, there are always various things to do. Deal with it, Mr. Weasley also often works overtime at the Ministry of Magic and can't come over to have dinner with them, can't he?

Let's talk to Sirius after dinner!Being able to live here away from the Dursleys, having fun with a bunch of friends every day, and even going to watch the Quidditch World Cup final in a few days, there is no more enjoyable summer vacation than this!

Across from Harry, the new Transfiguration Magus Tonks ate and deformed her nose, amusing Hermione and Ginny.Her nose suddenly swelled up like a bird's beak, looking like Snape's big nose, and then retracted, becoming the size of a spherical mushroom, and then a lot of nose hairs emerged from both nostrils... .The more you look at it, the more miraculous it becomes!

"Create a pig's nose, Tonks." Ginny stared at Tonks with shining eyes, as if she was looking at some idol.

Tonks, who received the attention, happily complied. Harry swallowed a mouthful of the stew and looked up. For a moment, he thought a female Dudley was grinning at him across the table!

"Gee, I've been feeling lately that violet doesn't actually suit me," said Tonks, tugging at a tuft of violet hair on his forehead, and looking up at it, with some concern, "you say it's Didn't it make my face look too sharp?"

Seeing that Hermione and Ginny, who were sitting nearby, both nodded after thinking about it, Harry and Ron glanced at each other and nodded back - even though they didn't understand what Tonks meant at all.

"Ah, is that really the case..." Tonks was depressed for two seconds, then suddenly raised his head to look at them again, "You know! I went to play with Slytherin and Camille in their hotel before, super Luxurious!! Super super luxurious!! There is a huge swimming pool, and their bar is super awesome! You can drink all kinds of wine! I seemed to drink seven or eight glasses that day and looked very beautiful Wine! You don’t need to pay for it!”

Ginny and Ron, who had never been to a Muggle hotel, looked at Tonks enviously. Harry hadn't really been in any hotel, but from common sense...Harry turned to look at Hermione. With a shocked expression—ah... sure enough... those drinks must be paid for!And it's a drink in an ultra-luxury hotel!So Senior Slytherin must have paid the bill!

"Ah!!" Tonks seemed to think of something again, "Before I went to the bar for a drink, I also asked Slytherin and Camille about the color of my hair. Look at Miss Slytherin's grooming so perfectly, her clothes It also matched very beautifully, so...so I asked them what color hair should be better..." Speaking of this, Tonks sighed, with a look of powerlessness on his face, "In the end, the two of them were at the same time When I opened my mouth, Slytherin said black, and Camille said silver gray...Isn't that the other's hair color! They actually argued, 'Cam's black hair looks so good! It looks good with any clothes!' , 'Black is boring! Sylvia's silver-gray hair *masked* is bright if it's beautiful!'" Tonks imitated Sylvia and Camille in a comical way, making Ginny and Hermione laughed.

"Hey...I'm already old, just asking a question, why are you kids forcing me to show my affection..." Tonks lay down on the table in resentment, and kept the fork in his hand. Poking the potatoes on the dinner plate, "By the way, what about you?"

"Huh? What?" Hermione asked.

"Boyfriends! Do you two have boyfriends? Years three and four... Well, the third year seems to be a bit younger, and Hermione is in the fourth year! Didn't you like any boy?" Tonks asked gossipingly.

"Eh?! No...no! No!" Ginny smiled awkwardly, but her eyes slightly flicked across the dining table to look at Harry who was still drinking soup leisurely across the table.

Hermione did not speak strangely, she thought for a while, and when she came back to her senses, she found that not only Tonks, Ginny, Harry and Ron, but also the Weasley twins who came over at some point Staring at her, "You...what are you doing...No! No...There is no such boy!"

"Then why did you think about it for so long?" Ginny caught the point right away.

"I..." Hermione didn't know how she should speak—if she said that when Tonks' question was asked just now, the first thing that popped into her head was not some boy, but Pansy... Isn't it strange that she is sitting in the corridor outside the seaside villa, drinking black tea elegantly with a white porcelain teacup, looking at the depths of the blue sea with her deep black eyes? !