Chapter 291 Prisoner and Godson

Although he was comforted by Allen, Harry still felt very embarrassed.

Seeing this, Allen decided to leave in time, leaving room for the pair of good friends who lived in the same dormitory.

"What's the first period?" Harry asked, breaking the strange awkwardness.

Ron seemed to have just come to his senses, and hurriedly found out the timetable, "Part one, Hagrid's Protection of Magical Creatures class!"

"Then we have to hurry up, the time for class is not long." Harry blinked and suggested.

The two boys looked at each other and ran towards the gate of the castle, their expressions regained a bit of carefreeness.

It was indeed getting late, and the road from the castle to Hagrid's hut was quiet. Hagrid's hut in the distance is bathed in the brilliance and warmth of the sun.

Harry and Ron ran hurriedly on the path. Suddenly, Harry stopped, his eyes froze, and his expression suddenly changed.

At this moment, Ron, who had been running along with his head buried in him, also turned his gaze to the man sitting next to Hagrid.

"Sirius Black!" Ron exclaimed in surprise.

Sirius was staring intently at Harry with his dark gray eyes.

Although he was very thin, his attire at this time was extremely decent compared to before.

Although there was a lingering look of depression in his eyes, no matter who he was, he couldn't deny that this was a skinny man who vaguely still had a bit of the handsomeness of the past, and he was still in his prime.

There was an indescribable tension on his face, not the obvious kind of tension, but the tension of contemplation and introspection.

Harry didn't know what kind of expression he had on his face, anticipation, shrinking, worry... probably not very appropriate anyway, because he felt that his hands and feet were stiff.

In any case, it seemed that it was very fast, and it seemed that it had been a long time, and Harry finally came to Sirius.

"Hello, Harry!" said Sirius. "I'm Sirius Orion Black, but I'm still—I don't know if you've been told—I'm your godfather."

"Yes...I think I know." Harry met Sirius' eyes with curiosity and anticipation.

Sirius seemed relieved, and smiled, "As the godfather, I should give you a gift, see if you like it!"

Sirius handed Harry a big bag of stuff.

When Harry opened it, it turned out to be something that all kinds of little wizards dream of, delicious, fun, and very comfortable robes when you touch it...

Suddenly, Harry felt blessed: "Firebolt!"

Ron looked at Harry in surprise.

"You gave me the Firebolt, right?" Harry raised his face and looked at Sirius expectantly.

"Yeah, I sent you the Firebolt. Maggie - Ellen's house-elf helped me deliver the order to the Owl Post. I used your name, but got them from Vault 711 at Gringotts —I took gold out of my own vault. Please treat it as a compensation for your thirteenth birthday gift from the godfather." Sirius smiled.

"Ha!" said Ron triumphantly. "See! There's no such thing as a jinx! Hermione was wrong."

Harry's heart was jumping with joy. Sirius didn't forget to give him a birthday present when he fled. He really loves himself!

A small, gray thing suddenly jumped onto Sirius' shoulders and looked at them with its head tilted.

Ron took a closer look with interest and saw it was a tiny owl.

As if sensing Ron's sight, the owl went straight to Ron and landed directly on Ron's palm.

"Ouch!" The little owl, who was hooting happily in his hand, pecked Ron's finger, and it seemed to think it was a way of intimacy.

"Ron, maybe you'd like to adopt this owl. I caused you to lose that mouse." Sirius looked at Ron with a smile.

Ron's eyes widened. The little owl was still hooting excitedly.

"Adopt it?" he said dubiously,

Staring at the owl carefully for a while, "Thank you, is it a real owl?"

Harry and Sirius looked at him and laughed together.

"That's definitely good enough for me!" said Ron cheerfully. "It's mine."

"By the way, and this!" Sirius took out a piece of parchment from his pocket and handed it to Harry.

Harry scanned it quickly, and suddenly felt warm and contented like drinking a bottle of hot butterbeer in one gulp.

He handed the parchment to Ron, "Great, now you can go to Hogsmeade with me in a fair manner." Ron shouted happily, and then suddenly covered his mouth.

Sirius laughed happily at the side, "It's okay, I know James has an invisibility cloak, it helped us a lot back then!"

Nostalgia flashed in Sirius' eyes, those were his happiest days.

Hagrid in the distance had already looked over several times. Although he pretended not to care, his big size was hard to hide.

Sirius faltered suddenly, and Harry and Ron watched him curiously.

"Well... your parents appointed me to be your guardian," said Blake awkwardly, "in case something happens to them..."

Harry waited, did Black mean what he thought?

"Of course, I can understand if you want to live with your aunt and uncle," said Blake, "but... well... think about it. Once I'm cleared... if you want one... A different kind of home..."

Harry's heart swelled.

"What—living with you?" he said, hitting his head on a protruding rock at the top of the tunnel. "Leave the Dursleys?"

"Of course, I don't think you'd like to," said Blake quickly. "I can understand, I just think I—"

"Are you confused?" said Harry, his voice almost as hoarse as Black's. "Of course I'd like to leave the Dursleys! Do you have a house? When can I move in?"

"Will you?" Blake asked. "Really?"

"Yeah, of course I would!" Harry jumped up, "I can say I can't wait!"

Black felt that today was the happiest day he had been in thirteen years, and he laughed and patted Harry on the shoulder, just like he had patted James back then.

"I have to leave, Harry. I will pick you up when you are on vacation." Sirius said reluctantly.

Harry nodded again and again, he was already calculating in his mind how long until the summer vacation was - this was completely opposite to his previous purpose and mood of calculating how long until the summer vacation.

"By the way!" Sirius had just taken a few steps, and suddenly turned quickly to look at Harry, "Stay away from Alan Harris! Harry, don't get too close to him!"

Harry looked puzzled, why did Sirius say that? Isn't Alan the biggest contributor to this time? But although he was not very willing, he was also unwilling to go against the godfather's wishes, and nodded obediently - if there was any misunderstanding between them, Harry planned to use the vacation to improve Sirius' view of Allen.