Chapter 129 Can You Beat a Cat? (First Update, Please Subscribe)

Chapter 129 Can you beat a cat? (First update~Please subscribe~)

"As nosy as Lily?" Sirius said in a weird tone. It was hard for him to imagine the scene. James sternly stopped his prank.

"She's as smart as Lily." Lupine said helplessly, "Even sharper."

Having said this, he paused slightly, turned to look at Harry, and considered his words more carefully: "James may have gone too far when he was young."

"He will make some nasty jokes on some innocent people."

"but……"

Sirius tilted his head. He didn't really like those words, but it was the truth.

"You can take it off, I'm not that fragile." Harry said coldly.

Lupine raised his hand and pressed Harry's shoulder: "James has shortcomings, but he is a good person."

"And he loves me very much and is a very good father." Harry continued.

Lupine breathed a sigh of relief.

Sirius drooped his head.

"So you don't know that Snape was involved in my mother's death?" Harry changed the subject.

Lupine was a little surprised: "Are you doubting Snape? But he..."

Sirius clenched his fists.

"It's just a guess." Harry shook his head, "Since you don't know, I'll ask Dumbledore when I get a chance."

"No need to ask! I already know that slug!" Sirius shouted, "He can't be a good person, just go and ask him!"

"I heard Lupine say last night, don't you know a spell that can make people tell the truth? Just use that on him."

Harry said softly: "That spell will not work on Snape. He is a master of Occlumency."

Sirius was surprised: "Just him?"

"Then let's just hang him up. I remember Remus, you know how to brew Veritaserum? Fill him with a bottle and let him spit out the truth."

Lupine sighed.

Harry corrected him: "First of all, Veritaserum is of no use to a Master of Occlumency."

Sirius was startled.

"Secondly, Snape is difficult to deal with." Harry paused, "Maybe the three of us have to work together to kill him, and it will be even harder to capture him alive."

"Impossible!" Sirius waved his hand and stood up from the bed, "How can that slug be so powerful?"

Lupine said: "Snape is indeed so powerful now."

"He is a master of potions. He is recognized as such and no one questions him."

Sirius shook his head and said in a very tenacious tone: "I question it."

"Then you have to become a pharmacist who has made achievements in the field of potions, at least as good as Lily." Lupine shrugged, his tone casual, hitting Sirius's Achilles' heel.

Sirius rolled his eyes and looked at Harry: "Harry, Remus said that you inherited Lily's brain, so you should also be very good at potions?"

Harry nodded: "But I don't question Professor Snape's achievements in potions."

Sirius sat down again: "Harry, you are like this too, is he really powerful now?"

Harry and Lupine nodded.

Sirius sighed and scratched his messy head: "Okay, I plan to go to Diagon Alley today. Harry, you want to come with me..."

"Not yet." Harry and Lupine shook their heads together.

Sirius' eyes widened: "Why? Peter is already dead."

"The bodies were all taken away by the Ministry of Magic."

Lupine explained patiently: "It is only the Ministry of Magic that knows now. They need to review and re-interrogate you after the review, and then decide your charges before they can cancel your current wanted order."

"Crime? What other charges do I have?" Sirius was confused.

Harry said calmly: "Escape from Azkaban, illegal Animagus."

Sirius opened his mouth wide: "Oh, yes, there is such a thing."

He looked at Lupine and Harry pitifully and aggrievedly: "Then what should I do?"

"As long as you don't be impulsive, Fudge will solve these troubles for you." Harry said, paused slightly, "If his brain is still at the same level as the last time I saw him."

Sirius had a bad feeling.

"Dumbledore will also help you, but Animagus must be registered with the Ministry of Magic." Lupine shook his head and spoke softly.

Sirius frowned: "I don't want to."

"The last Master of Transfiguration in this century, don't you think that's a pretty good title?" Harry also comforted himself, "It's better than going back to Azkaban."

This title made Sirius couldn't help but grin.

Harry was relieved.

It doesn’t matter if you don’t have any brains, at least say a few words and your mood will become happy.

"Then I'll just wander around Hogwarts." Sirius settled for the next best thing, "I haven't been back to the castle for a long time."

"Remember to become an Animagus." Lupine warned hurriedly.

Sirius curled his lips and began to feel aggrieved again: "Why, I'm not going to Diagon Alley, I'm just in the castle..."

"Wanted posters are not only found in the castle." Harry interrupted, his tone as gentle as coaxing a child, "Little wizards also know it."

"When they see you, they will report it to their parents very considerately. Then it will only make the fuss even bigger."

Sirius sighed.

"Don't worry, the Ministry of Magic will handle this matter soon." Harry continued to comfort him.

The Ministry of Magic has indeed shown great efficiency in this matter.

The notice was sent to Sirius on Wednesday. He was going to the Ministry of Magic to review what happened thirteen years ago. On Saturday, he would make up for the trial process that did not exist thirteen years ago.

Before Christmas.

Everything is settled.

On the 19th, this news was published in the Daily Prophet.

In the new week, it brings an unparalleled shock to all wizards.

In the Gryffindor common room.

Little wizards are reluctant to go to the Great Hall for dinner on Sunday, especially on such a cold day. Is it because the quilts are uncomfortable or because the house elf is not easy to use?

Even the little wizards who had the perseverance to get out of bed were crowded around the fireplace.

Harry and the others changed positions in the corner.

Magical flames kept them warm, not much different from being in front of a fireplace.

Hermione held the newspaper and frowned the more she read: "The Ministry of Magic is so shameless, how could they have the nerve to write like this!"

"What did you write?" Ron was curious.

Hermione handed him the newspaper and combed Crookshanks expressionlessly: "The Ministry of Magic obviously didn't do anything, yet they put something as dangerous as a Dementor into the castle."

"Harry did everything. Harry captured and killed Peter."

"How Sirius got away with it was also Harry's idea."

"But there is no mention of Harry at all in the newspaper. Half of the words on one page of the report are praising Cornelius Fudge, that stupid Minister of Magic!"

The more she talked about it, the more she gritted her teeth.

"It's good." Harry glanced at the newspaper, "Fudge's stupidity can sometimes lead to good things."

"Is it good?" Hermione was stunned.

Ron nodded. At this point, he understood it deeply: "Not everyone believes in Harry like we do. Even if it is revenge, Harry has killed someone after all."

"You have to know that there are many wizards who are not very normal. Even if they see someone killing a chicken, they will accuse that person of being a dark wizard."

Hermione was incredulous.

"They feel as if all food is magically transformed." Ron shook his head, "Transfiguration is really a waste of time."

Hermione grabbed Crookshanks' tail, her facial features froze, and her world view was forced to be recast.

This world is really scary.

Are there all such people?

Crookshanks meowed twice, and Hermione thought she was scratching him to hurt him before she could let go.

"Sirius hasn't come back yet." Harry answered it first.

Crookshanks purred, somewhat dissatisfied.

"He went to Diagon Alley to buy cat food for you." Harry took the newspaper handed over by Ron, "And a big dog has been restrained for thirteen years. It's easy to have no burden anymore. It's not allowed to run around for a few laps. , probably come back before Christmas.”

Ron's expression was complicated: "Harry, he is your godfather."

Harry looked at him, a little strange: "I know."

"Would it be a little bit to say he is a big dog..." Ron struggled.

Harry shook his head: "His Animagus is a black dog, as you know, and he quite likes the name big dog."

Crookshanks stood up on Hermione's lap and meowed a few more times.

"I told him that he doesn't like Aunt Petunia a little bit and feels that he can definitely find better rations." Harry sighed and shook his head.

Hedwig visited all the pet shops in Diagon Alley and Hogsmeade, and no one could do it better than Petunia.

Crookshanks shook his head disapprovingly, jumped off his lap, ran to the fireplace, and huddled up in a ball.

Hermione was shocked and stammered: "Harry, you said you don't know cat language!"

"I certainly won't." Harry looked innocent.

"Then you just..." Hermione looked at Crookshanks. The smooth communication between one person and one cat just now didn't seem like she didn't understand cat language.

"Crookshanks has been fighting with Sirius lately." Harry put down the newspaper, waved his wand, and flew to the fireplace to add fuel. "It's time for today."

Hermione was dubious.

Ron poked his head over: "Did Crookshanks win?"

"Not everyone is you." Harry said as tactfully as possible, "Including Bos and Hedwig, all three of them were bullied miserably by Sirius."

Ron clicked his tongue, thought for a while, brought Crookshanks back, flipped through the book, and whispered to him his thoughts on how to deal with a dog several times larger than himself.

Crookshanks howled a few times to express his opinions.

As the reports were published, the dementors left Hogwarts.

There are only five days left of Christmas, and the atmosphere is gathering more and more enthusiasm.

However, the holiday has not come, even if there is still one day, classes must be held.

Monday night.

In the principal's office.

Routine confinement every night.

"Harry, we are starting a new class tonight." Dumbledore waved to him, "This place is not suitable. We need to find a wider place."

"Fox, I'm sorry to bother you."

Fawkes gave a cry and flew onto Dumbledore's shoulder.

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