Chapter 209
Undercover In Harry Potter Chapter 209
12 Grimmauld Place, House of Black ancestral home.
"Professor Dumbledore says you won't be able to leave this place for the next year," Shane recounted indifferently.
Sirius was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and hesitated for a while, then asked him, "Can I go see Harry?"
Sean said, "No."
"Yes, I know, after all, I'm still a fugitive." Sirius lowered his head, turned his head to look at the flames in the fireplace in front of him, and said melancholy, "And it was I who killed Mr. and Mrs. Potter. , I persuaded James to temporarily replace Secret Keeper with the traitor Pettigrew Peter, and it was my fault that I caused little Harry to lose his parents at a young age."
Speaking of this, Sirius had tears in his eyes, choked up first, then broke down into tears.
Sean stood quietly, looked at the crying middle-aged man in front of him, sighed in his heart, and said in a rare warm voice: "You don't have to do this, what you have to do now is not to Here weeping bitterly, but taking care of Harry after he is cleared."
"Harry..."
Sirius murmured, then stopped the pain, Standing up, he cheered up: "Yes! And Harry! And Harry! What I owe James, I will make up for Harry!"
Here, Sirius became more and more excited, his voice was loud The portrait of Mrs. Walburga Black to the door was also shaken.
Mrs. Walburga Black scolded: "You unfilial son! Despicable..."
Before he finished speaking, Sirius loudly shouted, Angrily: "Shut up!"
Mrs. Black started, and then yelled loudly, "You unfilial beast! The scum of the family!..."
Sirius Leaving Mrs. Black's eyes alone, she stared at Sean and said eagerly, "I heard Harry is a Seeker like James. Now...the best flying broom now, I'm going to give it to you. His best flying broom, he'll love it."
Sean said: "The best flying broom on the market right now is the Firebolt, but it's very expensive. Why don't you buy a Nimbus..."
Sirius interrupted: "If that's the case, then buy a Firebolt!"
After saying that, Sirius hurried upstairs, stuffed En heard the sound of rummaging on the floor, and after a while, Sirius ran down, holding a badge in his hand, showing one decorated with a mountain symbol, two five-pointed stars and a short sword. Shield, on either side of the shield are two greyhounds standing upright.
"This is House of Black's token in the Gringotts Vault. You can buy it for me and give it to Harry!" Sirius quickly added, "You can also withdraw it at will." Some, it's the price of bothering you to run away."
Sinn took the badge with both hands, put it in his pocket solemnly, glanced at Sirius, and said with a little contempt: "didn' t expect You just handed the Vault token of House of Black to others, it doesn't make sense for Mrs. Black to rebuke you like this."
Sirius couldn't help being coldly snorted when he heard Sean speak for Mrs. Black , but now I have to entrust the other party to do things, so I hold back my anger: "You don't need to worry about this matter."
Sean didn't mean to say anything more, after all, this is the other party's family affairs, he just Just an outsider.
"Don't worry, I will give Firebolt to Harry Potter."
After finishing speaking, Thane left the black family ancestral home.
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Harry Potter has been feeling a little weird lately. When the semester started, someone told him that Sirius Black was going to kill him, but now, this school year It was almost over, not a single shadow of Sirius was seen, the other party seemed to be disappeared from the face of the earth.
If that was the case, Harry wouldn't have any trouble, after all, no one wanted someone who wanted to kill him all the time.
But just now, he received a tightly sealed package, and after opening it, it contained Firebolt!
This flying broom was just launched during the summer vacation last year. It represents the highest flying broom making craftsmanship today. It has even become the Quiddich World Cup to be held this summer. The only official designated flight for the contestants. Brooms are very expensive.
Even now that Harry had inherited a large fortune from the Potter family ancestors, he didn't have the confidence to buy one.
But seeing such a nice flying broom in front of him now, Harry couldn't help being excited!
But when the package was unpacked, Hermione, who was sitting next to him, suggested: "This kind of thing of unknown origin must be handed over to the professor, in case someone lays spells inside and wants to harm you. What, Harry?"
Harry didn't care, but the other party was right, so Firebolt was taken by Hermione to Professor McGonagall's office, where he was under strict inspection.
Harry's heart aches at the thought of losing such a good flying broom.
Be aware that the final house cup Quidditch match is approaching, if Harry can have such a good flying broom, he will definitely lead the Gryffindor team to the final victory!
"Ai, sometimes I really think Hermione makes a big fuss over a minor issue, Ron." Harry ranted to his good friend Ron Weasley.
Ron shook his head and sighed, "Who said no, but who made her a Hermione?"
Harry raised his forehead and said dreamily, "Think about it, That's Firebolt! Crafted from ash wood, it's streamlined and beautiful. Even every broom twig in the tail section is screened to make it streamlined to perfection, incomparable in balance and precision!"
Ron interjected, "Stop dreaming, Harry."
Harry bowed his head in frustration.
Seeing the negative energy of his good friend, Ron couldn't help but say, "You don't have to. After all, when Professor McGonagall finishes checking, she will give it back to us."
"But at that time, the house cup also ended." Harry said melancholy, "This year is when Wood graduates, he hopes to get the house cup trophy before he graduates. For this matter, he has been working hard this year, but Hufflepuff's Cedric is so good, he's chasing us very closely."
"Then you should be monster Hermione, because she caused you to not use Firebolt." Ron said as he wrote quickly. She moved towards the homework that Hermione left for the two of them to copy, "Actually, I also think Hermione always likes to meddle in her own business, and I feel that she is very similar to Professor McGonagall, I guess, alas, Harry, don't hit me with your hand. ."
"You say it again, Ron!"
Ron groaned inwardly when he heard the familiar voice, and raised his head stiffly, first he saw a nervous Harry , the latter winked wildly at himself, then he turned his head slowly and saw Hermione behind him, like a lioness.
"I..."
Before Ron could finish his words, Hermione grabbed his homework and turned to leave.
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