Chapter 290 Secret

Chapter 290 Secret

"I'm not excusing him, I mean, I remember him at Hogwarts. If you had told me back then that Blake would be what he is now, I would have told you, next Don't drink too much."

"That's because you don't know the real truth, Rosmerta," Fudge said bluntly. "The worst thing he's ever done, few people know."

"The worst thing?" Ms. Rosemerta asked, her voice full of curiosity. "You mean worse than killing so many poor people?"

"Of course," Fudge said. "I can't imagine anything worse than that."

Professor McGonagall gave a pained expression and said, "You said you remembered what he looked like at Hogwarts, Rose Merta. Do you remember who his best friend was then?"

"Of course, remember, they were inseparable," Ms. Rosemerta said, smiling softly.

"They're closer than brothers, and they love being here. Oh, I remember they always made me laugh, and they were a perfect pair, a great pair, Sirius Black and James Potter."

Harry slammed into the corner of the table with a thud, and Ron kicked him to remind him to be quiet.

"Yeah, that's right," murmured Professor McGonagall. "Black and Potter, the heads of the pranksters, they're very smart. Really, very smart--at least when it comes to getting into trouble, we never I've never seen anyone more troublesome than them."

"I guess Fred and Joe can compete with them." Hagrid said with a chuckle, "but I think Fred and the others will lose."

"People will think that Black and Potter are brothers, and their relationship is better than that of brothers." Professor Flitwick interjected in agreement, "They are inseparable."

Fudge snorted and said, "Of course they were inseparable, and Potter trusted Black completely. He trusted Black more than anyone, and more than any of his friends."

He said in a somewhat gloomy tone, "Who would have thought that when they graduated and left school, it would still be better. When James and Lily got married, Blake was the best man, and they made Blake Harry's godfather. Poor man. Harry doesn't know this at all, and you can imagine how it would torture him if he did."

"Is it because Black took refuge with You-Know-Who?" Rosmerta asked in a low voice.

"It's much worse than that, my dear," said Fudge in a low voice.

"Many people don't know that the Potters have long understood that You-Know-Who is after them. Dumbledore has been fighting against You-Know-Who, and he has a lot of capable spies. One of the spies heard the news, and he told Dumbledore, Dumbledore informed James and Lily immediately."

"Dumbledore advised James and Lily to hide quickly, and Dumbledore also taught them to use the Faithful Charm." Here, Fudge increased his tone.

"It looks like a powerful spell, what's the use of it." Ms. Rosmerta asked curiously. This kind of unknown news made her a little breathless with excitement.

Professor Flitwick coughed lightly and said, "This is a very complicated spell." Referring to his old profession, he said proudly.

"This spell can hide a secret in the soul of a living person. The person who hides the secret, or the keeper, hides the secret, and no one else can discover the secret."

"Unless the Confidential keeper leaks it on purpose, the You-Know-Who will never find the Potters even if they search the village where the Potters live. Even if he puts his nose on the glass window outside the Potters' living room, he can't see anything. ."

Rosmerta pondered for a moment and said,

"So, the Potters' secrecy is Black?"

"Of course," said Professor McGonagall coldly. "James Potter told Dumbledore that Black would rather die than reveal their hiding place. He said that Black was going to hide, and Voldemort would never find it. to him. But Dumbledore was very concerned, and he proposed to be the Potters' secret keeper."

"Can't Dumbledore trust Blake?" the girl Rosmerta asked breathlessly.

"Dumbledore is sure that some of the people around the Potters have been telling the mysterious man about their whereabouts." Professor McGonagall said gloomily, "For a long time, he suspected that someone on our side became a traitor. , revealed a lot of information to the mysterious person."

"James Potter still insists on using Black as his secrecy?" Rosemerta gasped and exclaimed, "Is he out of his mind?"

"Maybe, maybe he just trusts Black too much, and trusts himself too much." Fudge said solemnly, "It took less than a week to use the Faithful Charm." He was silent at this point.

"Black betrayed them," Rosmerta whispered.

"Yes, he betrayed them, and Black is tired of being a double agent. He's going to be public, he's going to publicly support You-Know-Who, and he's going to do it when Potter dies." Fudge said coldly.

"Everyone knows what happened later. The mysterious man lost his hand, and he lost his hand in front of little Harry Potter. He lost his magic power and was very weak. He ran away and hid."

"This puts Blake in a dilemma. He has just exposed his identity as a traitor, and his master has fallen. He has no other choice but to hide in the east," Fudge continued.

"Dirty, smelly traitor," Hagrid shouted, his voice shaking the bar to silence.

"Shh!" Professor McGonagall motioned him to be quiet.

Hagrid ignored Professor McGonagall's gesture and shouted angrily, "I've seen that bastard. Before he killed many people and before he was arrested, I was the last person to see him."

"I was the first to arrive after the You-Know-Who attacked and the others were killed. I found Harry from James and Lily's house. I found him in the rubble, poor little one. Guy, there's a long cut on the forehead."

"His parents were dead, but Sirius Black showed up, on his flying bike. I didn't know what he was doing there, and I didn't know he was Harry's parents' secret keeper."

"I thought he heard the news of the Mysterious Man attack and thought he was here to help. He was pale and shaking. Guess what I did? I even comforted the bastard, the murderer. ' Hagrid growled.