Chapter 345: Prisoner's End

"The legacy of the Slytherin family?" Snape raised his voice, "What is this, destroying Hogwarts? If the defensive array is not running, the power of the magic is enough to blow up the Slytherin public lounge."

"So, the students of Slytherin College should be moved to the castle. The facts prove that the Black Lake is not stable."

"Then those stupid creatures should be expelled. They are now hitting the glass of the Slytherin lounge like crazy." Snape said coldly.

"I think they just need some appeasement. I will send someone to solve this problem, Severus." Dumbledore said, he didn't seem to want to continue this topic with Snape.

"Humph, I hope so, Headmaster Dumbledore." Snape smiled contemptuously, he seemed very arrogant.

Fan Lin didn't dare to breathe now. In fact, these things were all caused by him, and the two people arguing about the problem, one is the unfathomable Dumbledore, and the other is the terrifying Professor Snape. Obviously, there is no way to offend both sides.

"What are you still doing here?" Snape turned around and asked. He understood what Dumbledore meant. Since Dumbledore didn't want to continue talking, he couldn't force him.

"Professor Snape, in fact, I would rather go back to the hall or the lounge of Hogwarts." Fanlin said respectfully.

"Oh, by the way, I think Mr. Fanlin needs to rest or eat something." Dumbledore stood up and said.

"Hmph, I'm sorry, I think you have other things to do now." Snape said, "Some people are waiting to see you, Dumbledore."

Snape finished speaking quickly, and then his face was full of that disgusted expression.

"Oh, you're back already, which is much faster than I thought." Dumbledore said, and he sat back.

Fanlin had to sit down with him, and Dumbledore didn't mean to let him leave.

"Please open the window, Headmaster, I don't want to pass by there again, even if it's just a rubbish." Snape said, his face was gloomy as if water was about to drip out.

"I think you should try to accept it, Severus. You know, I think the Daily Prophet clearly said that the betrayer was Mr. Peter Pettigrew."

"This doesn't change anything." Snape said coldly, standing in front of Dumbledore.

"Well, it's a pity." Dumbledore said.

The afterglow of the setting sun was about to completely disappear behind the mountain. The golden-red halo took off its fiery coat and now it seemed to have entered the night.

It seems that the moon today is also very round, which is better for Professor Lupin. Although it is scary, at least he will not force the transformation.

There is only one day in a month, even so, it makes Professor Lupin's life very difficult.

In fact, Fan Lin was very tired these two days, as if it was as long as a world. Sirius, Peter Pettigrew, Khufu, and those dark wizards, void creations, these things are obviously far beyond the scope of endurance for Fan Lin's age.

Dumbledore just waved his hand, and the huge French window disappeared under the effect of the vanishing spell.

"Thank you very much, Headmaster Dumbledore." Snape's face was full of contempt. He smiled disdainfully, and then his body showed a magical appearance. A group of black air was restlessly stirring, and he flew out almost instantly.

"It seems that you are very envious of this ability?" Dumbledore said.

Fanlin looked at Snape's back in a trance. He remembered that Sirius's magic was white, perhaps a special effect brought about by a large amount of practice of black magic.

"In fact, this is very convenient, in many cases." Fanlin said that if he could fly, it seemed that catching Peter Pettigrew would not be so troublesome.

"I think your current magic power is enough for you to support the consumption required for learning."

"In fact, I am planning to study this way, but I haven't thought about who to ask for help." Fanlin said.

"This is not a difficult thing." Dumbledore said. He relaxed all over, and then the sound of the statue turning at the door rang again.

"Principal Dumbledore, and you, Fanlin." Sirius walked in from the door. He changed into a purple robe inlaid with gold thread. Although his complexion did not look very healthy, it looked much better than at least.

Now Fanlin knew why Professor Snape looked impatient when he came in. Sure enough, even if Snape knew what happened in the past, it was still impossible to easily erase his disgust for Sirius.

"You know, there are too many things in the Ministry of Magic. I don't think it is necessary to restore the reputation of the Black family. This is already history."

"I advise you not to talk like that, Sirius!" Fanlin said. He noticed that Phoenix's face was very bad. He was the patriarch of the Black family and valued the reputation of the family very much.

"Why?" Black said, "This is a fact. I want to change the current situation of the family. You know, my crazy cousin is still in Azkaban. She is an extremely loyal Death Eater and a complete lunatic."

"But the Black family will always be inherited by you, right?" Fanlin said, "And, even if you really think so, you shouldn't say these words in front of your ancestors."

Fanlin pointed to the portraits on the wall, where Phoenix stayed, but he didn't look at them, otherwise Fanlin was not sure whether Phoenix would jump out of the portrait and slap Sirius twice in the ghost body.

"That's your great-grandfather, you should have an impression!" Fanlin said, "You should have seen him at home."

"Oh, yes, that's right." Sirius agreed.

It turned out that Sirius didn't want to argue with a dead ancestor about the development of the family. This was undoubtedly impolite. He should maintain respect for his ancestors, although Fanlin doubted whether Sirius really thought so.

"Dumbledore, you are looking for me?" Sirius quickly changed the subject.

"That's right, Black. I hope you can take over Remus's position. You know, Remus has resigned, and the position of the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts has been vacant. This is not good news." (To be continued)