Chapter 91 No Wizard Can Escape Azkaban (Sixth Update, Please Subscribe)

Chapter 91 No wizard can escape Azkaban (Sixth update~Please subscribe~)

These words made Flitwick shudder and his expression became unnatural.

Harry looked at him deeply: "Professor, maybe you have some at home too..."

"That's the Sword of Gryffindor!" Flitwick argued, "Even if he can't own the real one."

"Harry, you don't know how popular you are. From what I know, Legnac sold more than a hundred handicrafts in the past month."

"There are even quite a few of the same size."

Harry looked back at the workshop hidden by magic: "The Ministry of Magic didn't give me any dividends."

"Strictly speaking, the Sword of Gryffindor still belongs to Hogwarts." Flitwick corrected, "They are just playing by the side."

Harry curled his lips and said, "It won't be next year or the year after that."

"Want to have another drink?" Flitwick invited.

Harry shook his head: "I plan to go home and take a look."

From the outside, the old Potter's house looks almost unchanged from last year. The weeds are growing more vigorously, and the self-deceptive sign at the door has been removed.

Flitwick was not accompanying him. He was going to have a few more drinks. The relaxing days like a month ago would probably be gone forever. He had to enjoy the remaining time before he got too busy.

Open the door and walk in.

"Harry?" Fleamont's voice sounded.

"It's me, Grandpa," Harry responded.

Frémont's voice became lighter: "You are back, Euphemia has been talking about you, Hogwarts is not peaceful this year."

Harry sighed: "Hagrid told me that Hogwarts is the safest place in the world."

"Indeed." Frémont agreed.

"But I have encountered very unsafe things for two consecutive school years." Harry showed no expression and spread his hands.

Frémont's voice stiffened: "This is just a special case, a very small chance of you encountering it. When James was in school, mysterious people were wreaking havoc, and Hogwarts was always safe."

"I hope this year will be more peaceful." Harry sat up cross-legged under the portrait, "Grandpa, I have something to ask you."

Frémont said "Hmm".

"Do you know Severus Snape?" Harry raised his head. Even though the portrait was moving, no nostrils could be seen from this angle.

He didn't ask the question last year.

At that time, he thought Snape was simply his father's love rival, and it was never a good idea to mention such a thing in front of his grandfather, or his late grandfather.

But now, the label of "love rival" on Snape was not as pure as he thought.

"Snape?" Frémont was stunned, "Is that thing still alive?"

"He is now the Potions Professor at Hogwarts, didn't you know?" Harry asked.

Frémont shook his head: "I haven't left the old house for a long time, and Euphemia has never mentioned it."

He paused and gritted his teeth: "Dumbledore is really an old fool. How can such a person be allowed to be a professor at Hogwarts? No wonder the castle is not safe."

Harry said nothing.

Frémont continued.

"Let me think about Snape."

"Since the summer vacation of the first grade, James has always said that he is not a good person. He is dirty and has a bad mouth. Of course, he is worse than you are now."

Speaking of this, Flemont sneered twice.

"In third grade, James started mentioning Lily, your mother. At that time, Lily still disliked James and was very close to Snape."

"But he is not a reliable person. Slytherin has never been a reliable house. During that period, they supported the mysterious man."

"Snape is no exception."

"Afterwards, James rarely mentioned him. I just heard that he became a Death Eater as soon as he graduated and was very trusted by the mysterious man."

Harry raised his head sharply: "Death Eaters?"

He had always suspected that Snape and Voldemort were connected, after all, the unusual title - "Dark Lord", but he did not expect that their relationship would be so close.

"Yes, a Death Eater." Frémont nodded, "I heard it very clearly, and more than once, James often and Xi... In short, he is indeed a Death Eater."

He ended the last sentence hastily, as if he almost mentioned someone who shouldn't be mentioned.

"I have to ask Euphemia to scold Dumbledore for me." Frémont spoke quickly, fearing that Harry would ask, "Damn it, how could he let a Death Eater in the castle, even if the mysterious man Already now..."

Harry interrupted: "Snape killed my mother?"

Flemont was stunned.

"Is that so?" Harry asked again.

Frémont hesitated: "This is different from what I know."

"Lily has always been at home, protected by the Loyalty Charm. Snape cannot know the address. If he is killed, it will be that person."

"That person? My father's friend is also Snape's friend?" Harry continued to ask.

Frémont said in a strange tone: "Friend?"

"No, no, no, Snape and him are not friends, they are enemies. Enemies who want to kill each other, although they eventually became the lackeys of the mysterious man."

Harry fell silent.

Grandpa is a portrait, so we can’t ask him to know too much.

There must be some secret that he didn't know about between Snape and his mother's murder.

"Who is that person? Can you tell me?" After a while, when Flemont was thinking about how to comfort his grandson, Harry asked a new question.

It made Frémont want to get out of the portrait.

But he knew he couldn't escape.

Gritting his teeth, he struggled to spit out the name: "Sirius Black."

"Black?" Harry was a little surprised, "That famous Slytherin family? How could he be friends with my father?"

"It also gives him a chance to betray my father."

Gryffindor and Slytherin are incompatible. Let alone becoming friends, it is very difficult to sit down and chat harmoniously.

"The Black family are all evil and rotten Slytherins, but Sirius Black is an exception." Frémont suppressed his anger, although as a portrait now, it was difficult for him to condense too strong emotions, "He is a Gryffindor."

"The Blacks disliked him very much, but he and James hit it off before they were sorted, and even lived in our house for a while."

"He is a very lively and thoughtful child. Euphemia and I both regard him as our own son."

"But he's still a Black after all."

"James trusted him very much and asked him to be our family's secret keeper, but he turned around and told the mysterious man the address and asked him to come to our door."

"Fortunately, fortunately..."

"Harry, you survived, there are others who survived."

Harry closed his eyes, leaned his back against the wall, and read the names of two people: "Sirius Black, Severus Snape."

"Harry, don't think about revenge." Fleamont became nervous, "Black has been captured in Azkaban, and no wizard can escape from there."

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