The Son of Light of the Snake House

"He cooperated well with the work of the Ministry of Magic." Sirius said with a serious expression, carefully speaking.

"He said he realized his mistake, and then he named many people... He threw a large number of people into Azkaban to replace him...I can tell you that he was not popular there Hell. As far as I know, he's been teaching the Dark Arts to the students of his school since he got out. So watch out for that Durmstrang warrior, too."

Harry opened his mouth, he actually wanted to say that Viktor is not that kind of person, but... this is also an inappropriate sentence.

"Well," Harry said slowly, "but... are you saying Karkaroff threw my name into the Goblet of Fire? If he did it, he's a pretty good actor. He seems to be It's driving me crazy. And he's trying to stop me from competing."

"We know he's good at acting," said Sirius. "He actually persuaded the Ministry to release him, didn't he? Also, I've been keeping an eye on the Daily Prophet, Harry—"

Before Sirius finished speaking, Harry suddenly heard a piercing scream coming from the fireplace in front of him. The scream was terribly loud, and Harry almost immediately heard the fat lady's murmur of being woken up.

"What..." Sirius looked back, leaving Harry with the back of his head.

Harry looked around nervously. He was afraid that other students would be woken up. He came to check, and found a man's head floating in the fireplace—he had already thought of the name, so what about the Haunted Fireplace of Hogwarts? ?

It seemed that no one was woken up.

Harry waited carefully for a long time, but felt that he didn't hear anyone's voice. Just when he breathed a sigh of relief, he heard Sirius roaring from the fireplace: "You dirty little bastard, hurry up! Let go of this thing!"

Harry gasped, but Sirius didn't seem to notice that he was throwing a tantrum at someone.

"I say—put that button down, don't you hear?" he cried, and another high-pitched voice: "Kreacher won't let it go! It's Kreacher's little master!"

Sirius' voice was still full of breath, and Harry wanted to cover his mouth if he didn't see the dancing flames.

"What is your little master, I am your master... Wait." Sirius' voice became suspicious: "You mean little master? Which little master? Answer me! Kreacher!"

Harry vaguely heard a door opening on the spiral escalator, a little footsteps, and the Fat Lady's grumbling grew louder.He was terribly flustered: "Small...Sirius, keep your voice down, keep your voice down."

"..." Sirius turned his head to look at Harry, and stopped talking, but that "Kreacher" didn't have that kind of awareness.

"Kreacher won't listen to Sirius Black! Kreacher is going to sue Mistress!"

After Sirius' "Hey!", there was the sound of something being thrown on the ground, and then there was a burst of extremely piercing hysterical screams.

"Sirris Black!!!!" The female voice let out a terrifying and deafening cry, full of hatred and disgust.

The entire Gryffindor lounge was immediately swept away by the sound, and the glass in the tower kept shaking.Harry was so frightened by the sudden sound that he fell to the ground. At the same time, he heard the footsteps coming from upstairs also stopped, and then they sounded continuously.

That person probably started running downstairs because he heard a terrible voice.

Harry's entire eardrums were buzzing, and he stood up in a daze, wanting to let Sirius go first, Sirius had the same thought at this time, Harry saw him look back at him in panic, Then let his head disappear into the fireplace.

And the female voice roared again at the top of its lungs: "Sires Black, you little beast..." before it stopped abruptly.

Only the lingering sound remained in Harry's ears.

At this time, the footsteps from upstairs finally approached, Harry covered his ears, looked up, and there was a freckled boy with red hair.

Ron Weasley.

Seeing Harry just sitting on the ground blankly, Ron was obviously relieved, then realized something, and put on a straight face: "What the hell are you doing without sleeping in the middle of the night?"

"Uh, I..." Harry was speechless, and then he heard the fat lady at the gate yelling furiously: "What are the two students doing to disturb others at night!"

The two looked over reflexively, and saw the door containing the fat lady slowly open, Harry and Ron looked at each other, Ron stretched out his hand to hold Harry, Harry turned over, and ran upstairs like a jerk.

It wasn't until they ran to the inside of the stairs that the fat lady couldn't see, and heard the fat lady's suspicious door closing, that the two breathed a sigh of relief, and Harry realized that Ron had been holding his wrist tightly.

"What the hell were you doing just now, and who was that voice?" Ron looked at him with disgust.

"..." Harry raised his tightly held arm.Ron immediately let go of his hand as if he had been burned, and then he turned his head sideways, and Harry saw that his cheeks and earlobes were flushed.

"Okay, uh... I'm--fighting the Harpy?" Harry looked at him tentatively, and Ron really showed a little angry expression, and then calmed down.

Ron sneered: "It turns out that you were fighting the harpies. I thought you were acting in a drama yourself. People who become brave are really extraordinary, and they dare to fight magical creatures!"

He was wearing a maroon swirl-pattern pajamas, with his hands inserted, he looked very casual: "It's fine if you don't want to say it, anyway, I don't really want to know, it's just that you made too much noise."

Then he turned around and climbed upstairs again. Harry was startled, and grabbed his pajamas, which made him look thin and small.

"Ron," Harry called him.

"Why... let go, don't you want to say it?" Ron snorted, but he didn't shake off his hand, nor did he go up.

"You know I didn't throw my name into the Goblet of Fire, do you?"

"...Oh, you said this..." Ron paused, his expression softened: "Sorry... I was just a little-I realized it later, I mean..."

He stuttered for a while, and finally just hung his head and said sorry again.

"That's good, Ron." Harry smiled easily, and then let go of his hand: "I was talking to Sirius just now."

The author has something to say:

In the original text, Ron inadvertently interrupted the conversation between Harry and Sirius, so that Harry became more angry. How can I say it, it is also very uncomfortable to watch the two children have conflicts.

It's best to understand each other.Harry is a straight ball boy!

#Only the world where Sirius is scolded#