[HP] Guardian

In the end Peter was taken away by the Ministry of Magic, but before the formal trial, Sirius' charges were not canceled. He was asked by Fudge to be guarded by Auror all day.Harry just darkened when he heard the news. He knew that this was a game between Fudge and Dumbledore. Fudge was a real politician, and he would consider interests as soon as the danger was eliminated.

"Can I have a few words alone with my godfather?" Fudge still sold the savior, he nodded, and let the Auror release him first.

"Don't worry about me, Harry, it's good to go to St. Mungo's for treatment, and once my reputation is restored after the trial, if you want one, a different home..." Sirius rubbed Harry's messy hair, and then Then added "Of course, if you are willing to live with your aunt and uncle, I will understand"

"Of course, I am willing, willing to live with you." Harry looked at Sirius and smiled, "I have been waiting for this day for a long time."

"Okay, wait for me to come back." Sirius hugged him, and the smile on Sirius' face at this moment seemed to return to the moment when he was the best man for his parents.

"This is for you, keep the contents inside, burn the letter after reading it and don't tell anyone." Harry quietly stuffed a letter into Sirius' pocket, and then whispered in his ear.

"Will you send me a letter?" Harry let go of Sirius and looked up at his godfather.

"Oh! Of course! I don't think Mr. Minister will stop me from contacting my godson." Sirius said teasingly towards Fudge, making Fudge's face turn blue and turn pale.

"Okay, I think it's time for Mr. Black to go to St. Mungo's." Fudge ordered Auror to take him away with some anger.Harry waved to Sirius, wishing him a speedy recovery.

There is nothing serious about the old friend, and Lupine is also relieved. The moon is almost full again, and he can rest with peace of mind.After chatting with Lupine, Harry went back to the dormitory. Hermione and Ron were waiting for him and brought him a bunch of candies.

"Harry, I heard it, I can't believe it..." The two narrated what they heard several teachers talking about Sirius in the bar, and expressed their surprise at the reversal of the plot. Obviously, everything that happened in the principal's office spread like wildfire Walk.

"Ron, I have to tell you I'm sorry, Peter Pettigrew has been lurking by your side all this time, he's your mouse Scabbers" Harry pulled Ron who was screaming loudly, and Ron obviously couldn't believe it.

"He used to eat and sleep with me! He's an evil Death Eater!" Ron swallowed, he couldn't believe that he had been in the same room with Death Eaters for so long.

"Let him bark for a while, or I'll see him go crazy." Hermione teased from the side.

"Thanks to Crookshanks this time, he's really smart!" Harry sighed sincerely, and Hermione nodded confidently.

"Ron is still arguing with me about this, huh! He has to apologize to me." The little lioness's arrogant expression made Harry couldn't help laughing.

"Leave him alone, unless you want to see him cry"

"This is a good proposal!" The little lioness nodded, thinking that this proposal was good.Harry silently prayed for his friend's life in the future. He felt that the little lioness was more domineering than before, and it seemed that Ron still couldn't escape the fate of a strict wife.

After the ward was quiet late at night, Sirius quietly opened the letter Harry gave him from under the pillow. The first thing that fell out was a brooch of a big dog. Sirius had seen Harry making this thing, so he touched it. The big dog, which was very similar to his Animagus, smiled warmly, and then he opened the letter written by Harry.

Godfather, I've been wanting to tell you this, but I don't know how, but I think you should know about it.Your brother Regulus Black suffered a lot after you left home. He was a heroic man who stole an important weapon against Voldemort in order to fight Voldemort. He also died because of it.I don't speak well of the Black family, but I want you to know that there is someone to hold that home for you while you're gone.

PS: The big dog brooch is a Christmas gift given to the godfather in advance. He is a communicator. You only need to touch his eyes and call out my name to communicate.

Finally, I hope the godfather can return soon.Your godson Harry.

After reading the contents of the letter, Sirius was in an out-of-body state. He thought his eyes were dazzled, so he read the letter carefully again, then raised his head and sighed deeply. His pillow seemed to be falling asleep in the middle of the night. There was a drop of water, but no one noticed in the dead of night.

Harry and Sirius wrote this letter in the hope that he would not waste Regulus's heart. He didn't mind Sirius lending Black's old house to the Order of the Phoenix as a gathering place, because he respected the godfather's decision, but he I don't want to see the Black family fall.Originally, he didn't know the meaning of a family. It wasn't until Al inherited Potter's old house that he realized how many people's expectations were ruined by the defeat of a family.His father, Sirius, himself, and his eldest son James have all failed to fulfill the responsibilities of an heir. Once again, he hopes that neither Sirius nor himself will let this regret repeat itself.

On Christmas morning, Harry was woken up by a pillow thrown by Ron.

"Hey, gift!"

He didn't continue to drink the myopia spirit, so the first thing he did when he woke up was to reach for his glasses, and squinted in the half-light to look at the foot of the bed, where a small pile of packages had already appeared.Ron was already tearing the wrapping paper off his own gift.

"Mother gave me another fur coat with a hood, again maroon, see if you got one too"

Harry had it too, and Molly gave him a scarlet hooded fur coat with a Gryffindor lion woven into the front, and a dozen home-baked mince pies, some Christmas cakes And a box of crunchy peanut slivers.After removing all these things, he saw a long and thin package underneath.

"What's that?" Ron asked looking at it.He had a pair of sorrel socks in his hand, which he had just unpacked.

"From my godfather" Harry tore open the parcel, and a beautiful, shiny broomstick rolled onto his bed, and Ron dropped his socks and jumped off the bed to take a closer look.

"I can't believe it," he said hoarsely.

His broom hadn't been accidentally broken this time, but Sirius felt he deserved a better broom than Slytherin's.Harry laughed so hard holding Sirius's Christmas card that he nearly lost his eyes, it's a good day to have a godfather.

"He's great!" Ron fondly touched the broom from top to bottom, "Would you like to go out and fly now?"

"Wait a minute, haven't you finished unwrapping the presents yet?" Harry let out a disappointed sigh as he unwrapped the presents. The last one belonged to Hermione.Although there was no hope, he was still looking forward to the gift from the old bat, and he was still angry... Harry propped his chin and thought sadly, won't he be forgiven?

"What's the matter with you? Don't you like the gift?" Hermione walked in with Crookshanks in her arms, and looked at Harry's expressionless expression, thinking that something big had happened.

"No, I really like your gift." Hermione gave him a beautiful headband, and Harry brushed his messy hair back and tied the golden headband.

"Merlin! You didn't tie it like this. I'll do it." Hermione looked at his chicken coop-like hair, and went to help him restyle it. "You need to grow your hair longer."

"Harry! What is this? A brooch?" Ron over there unwrapped Harry's gift, and he gestured to himself with a shiny brooch.

"I want to ask you too, mine is an otter." Hermione pointed to her clothes, where she had pinned the brooch on.

"Touch his eyes and call Hermione's name." Ron followed suit and flashed Hermione's brooch. Hermione touched the brooch, and a voice came from the brooch.

"It's a communicator!" Hermione straightened his hair, took off the brooch and studied it carefully. She knew that Hogwarts couldn't use ordinary communication, and she was curious how Harry did it.

"Her's is an otter, mine is a dog, what about yours?" Ron looked from Hermione's to his own.

"Your's is a Jack Russell Terrier, mine's…" Harry took the box from the table and opened it for them to see.

"Stag" Hermione touched the stag, and then looked at her otter. She didn't understand how her friend chose it, but she still liked this brooch very much. It was very luxurious and beautiful as an ornament, and it was also very practical for communication.

"Hurry up and change your clothes, bring them for me to see, I'll wait for you in the lounge." Hermione said as she walked out with Crookshanks in her arms.

"Hurry up, hurry up, don't make Hermione wait for us too long, I don't want to be scolded" Harry went to get his clothes, and kicked Ron who was still struggling with the gift.

"Right away!" Reminded by his friend, Ron gave up his gift, after all, life is important.

"Bring your broom! Let's go out and try it out." Seeing that Harry had changed and was about to go out, Ron hurriedly reminded him to get his broom.

"Okay," said Harry, picking up the Firebolt/arrow from the bed.The two of them went downstairs one after another, and Hermione arranged the positions of the brooches for them, and the three of them went out.

The three of them flew all morning in the playground against the cold wind. To be correct, Ron flew all morning alone. Harry and Hermione sat and chatted. , he didn't know how many times he died.Although he is much more rational now, he is still an emotional person. He thinks that day... he was a little annoyed to mention his mother to the old bat.He actually didn't know how Yin should think about the old bat's feelings for his mother, but he shouldn't talk about the old bat's feelings for him.Why are you so impulsive?Harry pursed his lips and frowned impatiently.

"Are you still worried about Sirius?" Hermione easily sensed her friend's emotions, she turned to look at him.

Harry shook his head before saying, "Dumbledore promised me that I'm not worried"

"Hermione... I seem to have done something wrong." He hesitated and said, "I did something harmful to a person without telling him. After I was found out, I impulsively exposed his old Scar, I don't think he will ever forgive me..."

"Have you ever apologized to him?" Hermione asked.

"I can't face him," Harry said dejectedly, covering his face.

"Are you afraid that he won't forgive you?" Harry grumbled, and Hermione replied, "If you don't apologize, how do you know he won't forgive?"

"You don't understand...that incident related to his whole life, I...maybe...what I said was a kind of questioning and insult to him, at that time...for some reason, I would mention me to him...I lost my composure at that time "

"You care about him very much," Hermione said affirmatively, "If you care, why don't you try to get forgiven? You have to do something, no matter what the other person's attitude is, at least you won't let yourself regret it."

"I..." Hermione patted him on the shoulder, "Think carefully before making a decision"

They all went to the hall at noon and found that the tables there had been moved to the wall, and there was only one table for 12 people in the center of the room.Dumbledore, McGonagall, Snape, Sprout, Flitwick and Filch were all there, and besides them there were only three students, two extremely nervous first-years and a sullen Slytherin A sixth-year student in the hospital.

"Merry Christmas!" said Dumbledore, as the three approached the table. "We're not many, and it's kind of silly to use those tables from the Houses. Sit down, sit down!"

Harry, Ron and Hermione sat side by side at the end of the table.

"Firecracker!" said Dumbledore enthusiastically, handing the tail end of a large silver firecracker to Snape, who reluctantly took it and pulled it.With a bang, the firecrackers scattered like a shotgun, revealing a big witch's hat with a pointed top, and there were specimens of mountain eagles on the top of the hat.

Harry stole a glance at the old bat, then lowered his head again.The old Bat's mouth pursed, and he pushed the hat to Dumbledore, who promptly replaced his own wizard hat with it.

"Eat!" he said with a smile to the whole table.

Then Trelawney pushed the door open and came in, gliding toward them as if on wheels.For Christmas, she wore a green dress with tinsel decorations that made her look even more like a shiny oversized dragonfly.

"Sybyl, it's a pleasure to have you!" said Dumbledore, standing up.

"Headmaster, I've been looking at the crystal ball," said Trelawney, in her faintest, most distant voice. Dinner. Who am I to refuse the urging of fate? I walked out of my building immediately, and I sincerely ask you to forgive me for being late..."

"Of course. Of course," said Dumbledore, his eyes sparkling. "Let me get you a chair!"

Sure enough, he used his wand to pull a chair in mid-air, and the chair turned in mid-air for a few seconds before falling between Snape and McGonagall with a blunt sound.However, Trelawney did not sit down, her big eyes were all over the table, and suddenly she let out a low scream.

"I dare not, principal. If I sit down, there will be thirteen people at the table. There is nothing more unlucky than thirteen. Never forget that if thirteen people eat together, the first one to stand up after the meal People will be the first to die!" Harry frowned on this nagging professor, although her predictions were disgusting, they were fulfilled one by one, but Harry didn't like her, if it wasn't for her predictions...

Trelawney finally sat down in the vacant seat. Several professors were chatting, and the atmosphere was not very good. Harry sneaked another glance at the old bat. His face was still pale and expressionless.

After eating this Christmas dinner for a long time, Harry was in a bad mood and had no appetite, but he still sat there, just because the old bat could give him a look, at least disgusted, but what disappointed him was that the old bat started from scratch. Haven't seen him until the end.

At this time, he felt a burning sensation in his hands, his eyes moved, and then he greeted his old friend, said that he wanted to check some information, and got up to leave.

"Oh my God! You were the first to leave your seat" Trelawney screamed as he turned to leave, all eyes were on him.

"I don't care about death." When McGonagall was about to refute Trelawney, Harry said gently, "Sorry, I still have something to do, so I'm going first." He nodded politely to everyone present, and left in a hurry. go.

He left in such haste because the spell he had cast on Peter had been touched.That complicated spell is to protect Peter from being killed in advance in Azkaban, and it is also to prevent him from talking nonsense. Once this spell is touched, it is equivalent to casting on Peter except for the curse that has not been activated. The spells will all fail, as long as Peter is not frightened stupid, he will take advantage of this time to escape from prison.It was earlier than Harry expected, and the trial of Sirius hadn't started yet, but he didn't worry about it. Peter's trial had already been completed. If Fudge refused to let his godfather go, Dumbledore would be the first to refuse.

He entered the Room of Requirement alone, and took out an ebony box from the alchemy room. He opened the box and found that it was the red gold stone he bought from Bojin. With flames, it seems to be able to burn everything.Harry carefully took out the stone and put it in his palm, silently chanted a spell, and only after making sure the flames were extinguished again did he put the red stone back.It was also the first time for him to try such a complicated curse. He couldn't guarantee that the curse would be completely successful, but he had to ensure that he would not be backlashed before the sacrifice.