Archaeologists at Hogwarts

Chapter 258 Harry and Sirius

Harry didn't like Nimbus 2000, but who wouldn't want a Firebolt?
"Firebolt?" Ron also opened his mouth wide. "When did you get another Firebolt? I haven't even seen the first one."

This was referring to the incident where Harry once won a lottery, which caused the photo of him and Professor Highmore to hang on the Quibbler for a week.

"Didn't I tell you that?" Harry said sullenly, "Professor Highmore took the prize back, and he said he wanted me to play the Quidditch World Cup, and he would return it to me when I was ready—but How is this possible, I am not yet an adult, how could I play an official game."

"Conspiracy." Sirius said darkly in the stove: "This must be Highmore's conspiracy. Don't listen to him, Harry, he is using you."

"Wait a minute." Hermione interrupted suddenly: "Have we forgotten more important things?"

She kept pointing to the two of Sirius who was still in the stove, which was obviously more important than the Firebolt.

But to her exasperation, Harry and Ron seemed reluctant to let go of this topic, which was really annoying!
"Harry!" Hermione stared straight at Harry, almost picking him up by the ears.

Harry took two steps back quickly.

"Okay." He said, trying to sort out his thoughts, but found that when it came time to meet, he couldn't say a word.

Sirius waited silently, with expectation in his eyes.

There was a brief moment of silence in the room, which made Harry feel unbearable, until he could stand it no longer and finally said: "You and we should have met for the first time, not counting the time at the train station." .”

Harry caught a glimpse of Sirius turned into a black dog at Nine and Three Quarters Station for the first time on the day he came home from the second year's break, but he had no idea what it meant at the time, and he just took it for a fool's errand .

Sirius was also silent for a while, the firewood glowed slightly, as if trying to burn him up.

He suddenly sneered, which made Harry very nervous, but what he heard was not at all as worrying as Harry had imagined.

"Yeah." He whispered: "At that time, and now, it's the same. You can only sneak over and take a look, and you can't even want to get revenge."

"Revenge?" Ron asked curiously, "What kind of revenge?"

"Who else can it be?" Sirius said in a bad tone: "Toby Highmore, he stayed with me at that time, that is, when you were on vacation. After all, I was still coerced by him to leave Az Caban's—don't you know?"

Sirius looked at the puzzled expressions of the three and asked, "I thought you were clear, after all, you haven't called the professor over until now."

"We know you are innocent and still alive, but—" Harry tried to lower his voice, "but we didn't know that Professor Highmore had been to Azkaban."

"Then you should be more careful about him." Sirius said seriously: "Dumbledore thinks he understands Hammer, but I don't think so. No one understands that guy. He is a lunatic who has done a lot of you. Unimaginable things, even evil magic - how come you don't look surprised at all?"

The three of Harry exchanged a look, of course they already knew about this, does the devil look like something good?
Of course not.

If it weren't for Professor Highmore's assurances, Harry would almost treat it as Dark Arts-of course, it is almost the same now-if the rune snake is really Harry's own devil, then he must Think of it as black magic, otherwise how could it make his heart so dark, it doesn't look like a good guy.

"It seems that you know a lot." Sirius read this information from their faces.

"You haven't talked about revenge yet," Harry said, deliberately changing the subject, always feeling a little awkward in his heart.In his opinion, Sirius' dislike of Professor Highmore was justifiable, but it was Harry himself who resisted, because he believed that Professor Highmore would not harm him.

Sirius stared at Harry silently for a moment, making him uncomfortable.

Fortunately, this kind of sight didn't last long. Sirius said: "At that time, Haimer was injured, seriously injured, and couldn't even move. If it was before, I would not care about him, and I even wished to see him." He has become like this. But not now, I am a fugitive, will people blame me for Toby Highmore's death? And you, Harry, will you because of some The rumors were implicated? So I can only endure the nausea and get him food, at least to ensure that he can survive—"

At this time, Hermione suddenly interrupted: "Since you care about Harry so much, do you know the risk you will take if you show up at Hogwarts today?"

"You are?" Sirius looked at her suspiciously.

"Hermione Granger," Harry introduced, "the smartest student I've ever met."

"That's not it." Hermione whispered, her ears turning red.

"It seems that you have two very good friends." Sirius looked at the three of them and said, his eyes were full of nostalgia: "It's really good-but, yes, you are right." He cast his eyes on He On Min: "Of course I know it's a big risk, especially—"

Speaking of this, he put some mocking tone in his words: "Especially when my dead body is about to appear in the celebration, it is very irrational to show up suddenly before then-but, I assure you , Harry, I never intend to harm you, I just hope you can stay away from Hammer, the Firebolt incident reminded me, he must be hiding something on purpose."

"Why do you say that?" Harry asked, frowning, disbelief written all over his face.

Sirius said calmly: "Because when he was going to blame me for killing Petunia, he behaved almost exactly the same as now. Dumbledore trusted him, but Dumbledore was wrong, and Hammer would not What changed, he'll just hide it and bite you down—that's how James and I caught up with him lecturing his domineering classmates."

Harry was dumbfounded.

He suddenly had an urge to tell about the Horcrux, so that Sirius would know that it was completely different from what he had imagined.But... killed Petunia?

Aunt Petunia?

Professor Highmore actually wanted to kill Aunt Petunia?
"Why did he do that?" Harry couldn't tell what he was feeling, he just asked the question subconsciously.

"Because that woman was jealous of your mother's talent, and did a lot of meaningless things for it." Sirius looked into Harry's eyes and said, "And me, because of a prank, Hammer wanted to help His friend solves two problems. Look, that's how he cares about people."

"Who are you talking about friends?" Harry asked tremblingly.

"Don't you know?" Sirius stared at Harry for a long time, and he suddenly said: "That's it for today, I should leave, there are many things to be busy, and I have to prepare for the next dinner in advance—I Now go, Harry, remember, watch out for Toby Highmore, and don't forget to get the Firebolt back, I bought it for you, not some bad breed who would think of killing people with a broom."

Then, in a cloud of sparks and smoke rising from the remaining ashes, Sirius' face disappeared.

Harry was still staring at Yu Hui in a daze, not knowing what was going on in his mind.

Ron and Hermione looked at each other, and then Ron took the initiative to say: "I really don't want to say something spoiling at this time-but, Harry, Fred just said Cedric... Diggory just got a Firebolt, do you think it's necessary to see Professor Highmore about it?"

"I think it's better to forget it." Hermione glared at Ron angrily, and she interjected: "Come on, Harry, go back to sleep and act like nothing happened tonight and get those words out of your head Forget—what else can we do, there are far greater dangers awaiting us."

She held back her beating heart, apparently no better than Harry, and she too was startled by Sirius' words.

But she still grabbed Harry's arm, and signaled with her eyes to Ron to send Harry back to the dormitory as soon as possible, without wasting any more time.

"Come on, buddy," said Ron, nudging Harry. "If you're going to be summoning the devil again tonight, you'd better let me know beforehand, and I'll make do on the couch for a night—"

Hermione, who had just walked towards the opposite staircase on the other side, turned her head sharply.

"I was joking with him." Ron said angrily, "Of course it's a joke, otherwise what else can I do, wipe my tears and cry bitterly?"

Suddenly he heard Harry whisper something.

"What?" Ron didn't hear clearly, and Hermione hurried back.

"I seem to know why Snape hates me so much." He looked up at the two and said, with a startling look in his eyes.

"I also seem to know why the principal prepared me in advance - they all know that person better than me."

"Who are you talking about?" Hermione asked worriedly.

"James Potter, my father." Harry said: "He went to Hogwarts, knew Professor Highmore, knew Snape, and had a very good relationship with Sirius. That prank, you guys Did you hear what Sirius said just now? Aunt Petunia was hated by Professor Highmore because she was jealous of my mother. Then who else would Sirius’s prank be aimed at? It would only be Snape—they used to It's a friend, that's right."

"It doesn't sound that bad." Ron looked at Hermione with a questioning look: "Except for the content of killing people, it is really hard to imagine, how old was Professor Highmore at that time-why are you looking at me like that? "

Harry's gaze startled Ron.

"What if—" he whispered, "what if it's because my father has done something unforgivable? What if it's the kind of person that even Dumbledore thinks I'm going to inherit his evil?"

Facing the shocked gazes of the two, Harry said: "They all know my father better than I do. I have never met him. But the people around him are wary of me and loathe me, even the headmaster's warning , what do you think this is because of?"

The answer is already on the horizon.

Not Lily, but James.

He's the most likely reason why the devil Harry conjures is real.

This speculation kept Harry up all night, and he even sneaked out of bed in the middle of the night and walked into the common room to see if Sirius would come back again.

But the lounge was quiet, and Harry didn't show up until he fell asleep on the sofa unknowingly.

In his sleep, Harry vaguely heard——

"Yeah? Yeah?"

It was Mr. Al's voice, but how could it appear in Harry's dream?Could it be because of its belly pocket?

There are a lot of treasures in there, and there may be something that can make Harry relieve his troubles, such as simply turning him into a fool or something, or turning Harry into the scarred head of the rune snake , taunting the other two heads all day long, until they teamed up to bite themselves off.

"Yeah, ah!"

The voice became clearer and clearer, Harry opened his eyes in a daze, and sat up suddenly in shock.

Mr. Al actually appeared in front of him!
Harry couldn't figure out how he could fall asleep in confinement. Even if he wanted to sleep, the two skeletons would definitely not let him do so, and would push him up if he fell asleep.

wrong.

Harry looked around and was silently relieved to find that he was in the common room, luckily not in detention.

But when he thought about what happened yesterday, he couldn't feel better again.

Al stared blankly at Harry, who kept changing his expression, and he didn't look too smart.

The sky outside the window has just brightened, so the students in the dormitory are probably still asleep.

Harry rubbed his eyes and asked, "Mr. Al, what are you doing here—no, how did you get in?"

He looked at the passage behind him suspiciously. Could it be that the fat lady's password doesn't work for Mr. Al?What kind of magic is this?
"Yeah." Al shook his head with regret, as if he was mourning Harry's confusion.

It passed a pair of glasses and motioned Harry to put them on quickly.

[Why didn't you sleep in the dormitory?Are you sleepwalking? 】

This was the first line that came out of Al's head, and Harry hesitated. He didn't know whether to tell what happened last night-it could almost all be seen as Sirius talking about Professor Highmore behind his back. bad words.

Whoops, Harry suddenly realized that he didn't even know what Sirius was up to, what the hell was he up to?

"Yeah!"

Al urged twice, and tapped Harry's arm with something.

Harry looked down.

It was a large package, it looked too much like a broomstick, and it was perfectly streamlined.

"This..." Harry couldn't believe what was happening now: "Is this for me?" He asked in surprise.

【Yes. ] Al nodded and said: [I planned to give you a surprise—but since you’ve woken up, so be it, come with me—by the way, do you know Cedric?my assistant. 】

"Of course I know, sir." Harry hugged the broom tightly and said, feeling a little uncomfortable at the same time—couldn't the broom given to him by Sirius really be handed over to Cedric by Professor Highmore? ?
【That's good. 】

Harry saw a line of words pop up on Mr. Al's head:

【In a while, you need to get along well, especially keep an eye on your respective demons, but don't let them fight. 】

(End of this chapter)