Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

"willing!"

Harry answered decisively, without hesitation.

It was obvious what the Dursleys had done to torture him.

"Do you really know what kind of person your godfather is?"

Anriel crossed his fingers and asked in a friendly manner.

"At least from what he has shown, he is countless times better than the Dursleys."

Harry said firmly.

Ron and Hermione looked surprised -

Even though they already had an extremely low psychological expectation of what the Dursleys would think of Harry, it still seemed conservative.

"I see... Then I understand."

Angel nodded. It was not surprising that Harry still chose Sirius.

Even though he was a godfather whom Harry's parents met for the first time, he not only proved himself to be trustworthy and trusted by Harry's parents, but also formed a sharp contrast with the Dursleys who did not care about Harry at all.

No wonder Harry chose Sirius.

Angel changed his mind and decided that if Harry was handed over to Sirius to raise this time, he didn't know what kind of character he would develop into.

"Okay, I'll report this to Professor Dumbledore."

Harry's expression brightened visibly. How could a thirteen-year-old child have the ability to perfectly hide his emotions?

Free and straightforward, innocent and kind, fearless and reckless.

This is probably what Harry Potter is like now...

Anriel made great contributions.

After a brief chat, the topic became less popular again and no one seemed to have anything to say.

Seeing this, Hermione maintained her character——

She walked towards Anriel with the book in her hand, ready to ask a few questions.

Anriel's mouth twitched, but he couldn't refuse, so he had to bite the bullet and start explaining the problem to her.

including but not limited to:

“Twenty-two Uncommon Medicinal Uses of Sage”;

"The main ingredients and working principle of wolfsbane medicine";

"The extreme growth environment and mining taboos of magma"...

So far, these are all the knowledge needed for Potions class.

"Why, Hermione, it looks like you've hit some bottleneck with potions?"

Hermione shook her head, then nodded:

"That's it."

She then explained:

"It's mainly because Professor Lupin is teaching at Hogwarts this year... This has caused Professor Snape to be in a very bad mood this year, and his attitude towards Gryffindor students has also become worse.

Even if I didn’t fully understand some of the more difficult knowledge points, I didn’t dare to ask Professor Snape. ”

Reasonable, this is very reasonable.

Public revenge, private revenge, school confrontation...

Teacher ethics only apply to one's own college. There is no obligation to give extra lessons, and teachers cannot be blamed on the moral level.

After this smooth combo, even Mag had no temper.

walk slowly.

Anriel started to give Hermione extra lessons, and the two poor-achieving boys next to them were confused, as if they were listening to a foreign language.

And then at this inopportune moment...

There was a commotion upstairs.

After a while...

......

The door of the school infirmary was opened.

Dumbledore, Fudge, and Snape were standing in the doorway.

Anriel sensed an ominous omen coming...

Harry, who had been lying down out of boredom, sat up suddenly.

Anriel sat there without moving.

Because the three people at the door were walking straight towards him.

"I said, no way..."

The corners of Anriel's mouth slowly and uncontrollably curled up.

This habit of his is the same as that of old Grindelwald...

The angrier I am, the brighter my smile becomes...

After two minutes of hesitating, unclear speech, and shirking of responsibility, Anriel raised his hand to stop Fudge's long speech.

In just these two minutes, he was still giving face to Dumbledore——

Otherwise, Anriel would have wanted to slap Fudge's fat face.

He just stared at Fudge, whose fat and greasy face began to sweat slowly...

"Can I understand that this is a serious criminal who is as evil as a rat, has weak magic power, and was seriously injured by me to the point of losing most of his magical abilities... and is now handed over to the Ministry of Magic to await sentencing..."

Anriel spoke in a calm tone... calm and slow, pausing frequently, and his words were clear, as if he was describing something that was unimportant to him:

"Escaped... right under the nose of your Ministry of Magic?"

The atmosphere at the scene became increasingly silent. Except for Dumbledore, the others all held their breath.

Anriel's terrifying, beast-like aura made it difficult for everyone to breathe.

Dumbledore frowned.

In fact, he also felt a little uncomfortable.

But he could also understand Anriel's current thoughts.

From this point of view... Anriel is very similar to me——

The anger hidden under calmness and indifference is the most terrifying threat.

To be honest, Dumbledore didn't understand why Peter Pettigrew could run away.

They stayed in the headmaster's office until the two Dementors temporarily dispatched by the Ministry of Magic arrived, and then they escorted Sirius and Wormtail to two different floors, one above and one below.

Sirius was taken to an abandoned office upstairs, as there were no windows and no possible secret passages.

Wormtail was taken to...

third floor.

The room where they were imprisoned was guarded by Dementors.

And then...Peter Pettigrew disappeared.

It disappeared without any warning or trace.

......

If Fudge's current image were to get out, he would no longer be the Minister of Magic -

I was sweating all over, my calves were shaking...my whole body was shaking.

It was as if he was a clerk who had just been scolded by his boss.

Anriel took a deep breath, slowly calmed down, and retracted his aura. Only then did the pressure on the people around him ease a little.

It doesn't matter what happens now... because it's useless.

Wormtail still ran away -

The most important thing is that when Anriel and Harry were chatting just now, they got the verification of the authenticity of the prophecy:

Trelawney still made the prediction during Harry's Divination exam.

"… this servant shall break free of his chains and depart to join his master… the Dark Lord shall return with the servant's aid… tonight… to join his master…"

Without Anriel's own magic power, those restraints will be released by themselves sooner or later.

Until then, the prophecy still stands.

Is there really an irresistible force in the dark that is pushing everything back on track?

Anriel spat bitterly in his heart.

He really doesn't believe this.

He is going to do something big this summer, and no one can stop him.

Now... I can only deal with the aftermath of Wormtail's escape.