Chapter 253 Sirius: I Seem to Be in Trouble Again

Intimidated by Professor McGonagall, Professor Dumbledore sat in his seat peacefully, read all the documents one by one, and signed his name.

On the other hand, Harley fled this terrible place shrouded in Professor McGonagall's low pressure early, and let the house-elf send herself back to the Dursleys' house.

After signing all the documents, Professor Dumbledore looked at the door that Professor McGonagall had slammed shut, and rubbed the space between his brows.

He leaned back, half lying on the chair, and suddenly smiled wryly twice.

Before the golden round altar is thoroughly studied, the Horcrux ring cannot be destroyed, lest the important magic inside be destroyed.

So that ring was also frozen together with the golden round altar.

And this also means that Professor Dumbledore's plan has failed.

He originally planned to try to resurrect Arianna with the broken resurrection stone after destroying the Horcrux.

"Speaking of which, I seem to have forgotten to ask Harley why she could turn into Medusa."

Professor Dumbledore closed his eyes,

"Snake hair, snake body, eyes can make my flame petrify, the legendary Medusa...snake..."

"Forget it, it's not important, and I can't ask for a result anyway."

"This kid is better than Tom in every way. At least Tom won't fight me for my life."

"That's enough." A smile suddenly appeared on Professor Dumbledore's face,

"This child knows how to love. There are people who love her, and there are people who love her. Why should I, an old man, think more about it?"

Thinking of this, Professor Dumbledore suddenly became interested and summoned himself a large bottle of mead.

He was in an inexplicably good mood, and decided to reward himself.

Professor Dumbledore seems to have forgotten that Professor McGonagall will come to him tomorrow morning and ask him to deal with the documents.

The old principals on the wall also chose not to remind him.

One of them had a good relationship with Professor Dumbledore and wanted to remind him, but was covered by two Gryffindors.

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Harry was sent to the gate of the Dursleys' house by the house-elf.

Harry didn't want to knock on the door anymore, and went directly to the back of the house, and walked lightly to the window of his room.

Hedwig was sleeping soundly by the window. Harley jumped up and woke her up.

Hedwig was so frightened that she screamed again and again. After seeing that it was Harry, she calmed down and complained in a voice full of resentment:

"Sister Harley, can you stop being so scary!"

Harry stuck out his tongue and made a grimace, rua rua the little snowy owl's head, and went straight to the door to wash up.

The Dursleys had gone to bed in their rooms. Harry didn't make any noise, quickly dealt with the hygiene problem, and then returned to the room.

"I never thought that Professor Dumbledore would have such a past."

Harley's whole body was in the shape of "big", and she was pressed against the quilt without any image.

The pajamas on the lower abdomen sank immediately, clinging to the skin, and no longer at the same level as the fabric above.

"They are really two young people with ideals. It's a pity, this is the magic world, and they are the villains."

Harry shook his head and rolled over on the bed.

However, she failed to turn over at the first time, so she could only lie on her side.

Harry was stunned for a moment, and suddenly remembered that his current physical age seemed to be almost fourteen years old.

"As expected of me." Harry sighed and chose to sleep facing the ceiling.

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When the Dursleys saw Harry appear the next morning, they were not in the least surprised.

After all, they were already used to Halle's elusive state during the holidays.

But Harry didn't stay here too much.

Soon, Sirius wrote himself a letter just like Professor Dumbledore said.

He boasted proudly in the letter that he got the tickets for the Quidditch group stage and the knockout stage, which was still the best position.

"Several tickets?" Harry read the text on the letter, "Wait, Professor Lupine doesn't want to go..."

"He was worried that he would suddenly become a werewolf in public, and he had other things to do, so he didn't go to the game."

"It's indeed a problem. Even the Human Form Restoration Curse can only turn the werewolf back into a human form, but cannot suppress its transformation..."

Harry suddenly remembered that he seemed to have a thesis on the Restoration Curse.

This paper has been published in a certain issue of "Spells and Runes", and it has caused a lot of repercussions.

However, Professor Flitwick told himself that the "Most Promising Newcomer Award" in the field of spells still needs some time to be approved.

I guess I'll be able to receive that award after school starts... just right, I can also add a lot of points to Gryffindor.

Harry shook his head, put this future award behind him, and continued to read Sirius' letter:

"...I can invite a friend to come with me..."

Harry couldn't help but glanced at another pile of letters on the table, which were letters written by classmates who came to ask him for homework.

At the top of the pile were three letters signed with the same name: Hermione Granger.

"Let's invite Hermione, she probably won't be able to get a ticket herself."

Thinking of this, Harry immediately jumped off the bed, lay down in front of the desk and started writing letters.

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On the third day, Sirius knocked on the door of the Dursleys' house early in the morning.

When Uncle Vernon opened the door in his pajamas, he was instantly terrified by the sight before him, and at the same time, he grabbed the rifle on the wall again.

Apparently, his half-awake brain didn't turn the corner right away.

He only remembered that the man standing at the door of the house was the murderer reported on TV who had killed thirteen people, and this murderer was also a wizard that Harry said.

As for other information, including the Muggle government's whitewashing of Sirius, and other things that Harry said, they were all ignored by him.

So the poor rifle suffered twice in a short period of time what it shouldn't have suffered--once bent and once smashed.

Uncle Vernon was even more frightened, shouting that there was a murderer wizard, telling Aunt Petunia, Dudley and Harry to run away from the kitchen window on the first floor, while rushing up to fight Sirius.

As a result, Sirius petrified him neatly, tied him up with ropes, and hung him from the ceiling.

After all, after Lily graduated, she also showed the four predators her family's shotgun.

Sirius is still very afraid of this kind of Muggle weapon that can easily lift his head, which can be called the Muggle version of the Avada Kedavra with infinite battery life.

What's more, what Lily showed them was a single-barreled shotgun, and this shotgun had two ports.

Although Sirius is not familiar with this thing, but according to his thinking and a little understanding of guns, two mouths are more powerful than one mouth!

So Sirius' reaction was extremely violent, and the petrification and binding spells were completed almost instantly.

If Sirius hadn't heard Uncle Vernon yelling for the people in the room to run, there was a murderer outside the house, and Harry's name was also mentioned.

I'm afraid his curse has already fallen on Uncle Vernon's face.

Now, with Sirius's not-so-intelligent brain, he also understands what happened——

The Ministry of Magic asked Muggles to help arrest him, so he became a murderer in the Muggle world!

Harry, who happened to hear Uncle Vernon's yell, didn't even have time to put on his shoes, and rushed down with his wand in his white socks.

"Hi~" Sirius greeted awkwardly. He realized that he seemed to... got into trouble again.

Fifteen minutes later, Sirius sat in the living room with an embarrassed face, lowered his head obediently, and listened to his goddaughter criticizing him.

And Uncle Vernon sat angrily on the opposite chair, staring at Sirius, still tightly holding the double-barreled shotgun that Harry had just repaired.

In this short fifteen minutes, no matter how much Sirius explained and apologized, Uncle Vernon still didn't give Sirius a good look.

In particular he was reminded of Harry's introduction to Sirius - a good friend of Harry's father.

Immediately, the old and new enmity between him and James Potter welled up in his heart, and his expression never cleared up.

"Alright, you're going to take Harry Potter to see that quinine...quinine..."

"It's Quidditch!" Sirius couldn't help raising his head to remind him, and finally lowered his head quickly under Harry's gaze.

"Yes, it's damn Quidditch!" Uncle Vernon said viciously,

"In short, if you want to engage in wizard tricks, go! Don't disturb the stable life of our family!"

Saying that, Uncle Vernon gouged Sirius out again, quickly got up and left the living room.

Harry sighed: "Sirius, just sit here and wait for me. I'll go upstairs to get some luggage and I'll be right back."

Her performance reminded Sirius of Lily, and the picture of Lily pointing at the four predators to teach them a lesson.

The cowardice engraved in his bones made Sirius shrink his neck, nodded obediently, and didn't even dare to touch the remote control on the table that made him feel curious.

Harry ignored him, the godfather who made him stupid when he was in prison, and returned to his room.

After a while, Harry finished dressing up, changed into her going out clothes, and walked out carrying Hedwig's cage.

As for the other luggage, Harry stuffed them all into his pockets.

"Come on," Harry looked at Sirius, "By the way, how do you want to leave?"

"I made an appointment with Hermione to go to the game, so we have to go to the Muggle community first."

Sirius smiled confidently, and said mysteriously: "I put a good thing in Hagrid's place, and I got here by relying on it."

Harry raised his eyebrows slightly, feeling ominous.

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In a deserted alley near Dursley's house, Sirius proudly patted a motorcycle:

"Look! This is my well-designed motorcycle, with a variety of magic attached to it, including flying and invisibility."

"When I hunted down that traitor, I didn't need this motorcycle anymore, so I gave it to Hagrid."

"But Hagrid wasn't used to riding this motorcycle, and I was also useful, so he gave it back to me."

Harry looked at the steel monster painted red and gold in front of him, and sighed silently.

Fine, it's a tiny Sirius.

"My dear godfather," Harry said with a half-smile,

"I thought you might have forgotten that there are laws in the wizarding world against the indiscriminate use of magic on Muggle objects."

"Although I think you may not care about this law, but with your character, I think you have a high probability of being exposed."

Sirius waved his hand indifferently: "No, no, Harry, you are wrong."

"I've consulted professional Arthur in advance."

"There is a loophole in the Ministry of Magic's current law, and enchanted Muggle items are only illegal if they are discovered by Muggles."

"It's not illegal if the Ministry of Magic finds out, but the Muggles don't."

Harry glanced at Sirius in surprise, but he didn't expect him to know how to ask an authoritative person who has the ability to find loopholes in the law.

Wait, Fred and George mentioned to themselves that Mr. Weasley was Chief of Staff of the Misuse of Muggle Substances Division.

Moreover, the law-making in the magic world is very interesting. Members of each division make laws in the field they are responsible for.

Harry immediately felt that the case had been solved. It was not that Mr. Arthur Weasley had the ability to find loopholes in the law, but that he had set the law himself, so he left loopholes!

Still babbling, Sirius got on his motorcycle to show Harley.

"Look, the invisibility cloak still needs to be worn on the body, but as long as I ride on this motorcycle and press this button, I can achieve invisibility..."

With that said, Sirius pressed a red button.

The motorcycle suddenly made a loud noise, which scared away several birds on the nearby trees.

Hedwig, who was lying in the cage watching this scene curiously, screamed a few times in fright, and looked at Harry beggingly, hoping that Harry would let her out.

Harry opened the cage door for Hedwig while looking at Sirius helplessly.

"Oh, that's too bad..." Sirius scratched his head, "The magic seems to have failed..."

He tilted his head to check the motorcycle, but found nothing, and couldn't help but look distressed.

He also specially decorated the motorcycle, wanting to show off in front of the goddaughter, but the motorcycle actually lost its chain by itself!

Harry sighed, drew out his wand, stepped forward and tapped Sirius lightly.

Sirius immediately disappeared with the person and the motorcycle, as if a piece of eraser took him directly.

"That's it," Harry said, admiring his magic with satisfaction, "I'll go there on my own broomstick."

Saying so, Harry stuffed the owl cage into his pocket and drew his Firebolt.

She sat sideways on the Firebolt, and Hedwig also landed on Harry's shoulder.

Not seeing any movement from Harry, she just disappeared into the air.

Sirius opened his mouth, but didn't think about what to say, and finally hammered the motorcycle under him angrily.

hateful! Actually dropped the chain at such a critical time!

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