DNF Meets Harry Potter

"What is it that makes you so obsessed?"

Sirius asked curiously, he felt that there might not be many things that could make Karl stand ready.

"You don't have to worry about it. It's useless to tell you. If you force it, it's just delivering food to others. You don't know how you might die in the end. I've been busy with that thing recently."

Carl waved his hand, expressing that he did not want to talk about this issue for the time being.

"Sorry, I thought you forgot about that..." Sirius smiled a little embarrassedly.

"Let's not talk about that, because of your reckless behavior last night, Peter Pettigrew almost ran away! Do you know how much effort it took me to catch him?!"

When Karl saw him, he became very angry. He flipped his wrist, and a glass bottle appeared in his hand, which was Peter Pettigrew!

As soon as Sirius saw this enemy from more than ten years ago reappearing in front of him, his eyes straightened immediately. He tremblingly took out his wand and poked it on the bottle again and again before he was finally convinced that it was true.

Green light appeared from the tip of the wand again, and Sirius couldn't restrain his killing intent at this moment.

"I think you need to calm down now." Carl lowered his eyes and immediately put away the glass bottle as if he didn't see it. "If he dies, no one will be able to prove your innocence. From now on you can only Continue to bear the charge of traitors forever, even death cannot escape!

I'm afraid you don't know it now, Harry wants to kill you with his own hands these days! "

"Yes! I'm still reuniting with Harry..."

Sirius cast a bitter glance at the mouse in the bottle, muttered to himself, and then withdrew the spell.

"Peter is here for now, so that you don't get too impulsive one day. I will bring Harry here after a while, and you can explain the situation to him at that time. In addition, I will also help Dumbledore Considered~..."

Carl thought about it for a while, then talked eloquently.

"Okay, I understand! Then I'll wait a little longer!" Sirius hesitated for a long time, but he agreed. He knew that it was not the right time. Before killing Peter, he needed to at least talk to Harry. Explain clearly and clear up the misunderstanding. He needs to walk in the sunshine openly, not just live quietly in the dark.

"Peter is already in my hands, so don't sneak into Hogwarts just now. You made me so hard yesterday!"

Karl yawned again, feeling an unstoppable sense of tiredness. He rubbed his eyes, walked slowly to a sealed window, and waved it open.

"see you later!"

The next moment, a small white pigeon spread its wings and flew into the distance.

"I really didn't expect this kid to know Animagus!"

Sirius went to the window and watched in shock as the little white figure gradually disappeared.

Above Hogwarts, the dementors are fulfilling their mission-to track down any wizard who enters or leaves the college.

A small white pigeon flew past them unnoticed, without attracting the slightest attention. Although the dementors were a little puzzled as to why a white dove appeared in Hogwarts, which had always kept owls, they didn't make any drastic moves. They're after Sirius, not pigeons!

Soon, in an empty classroom at Hogwarts, the tiny white dove instantly transformed into a little wizard when it landed on the ground.

The corner of Carl's mouth raised slightly, and he gently pushed open the door of the classroom and walked into the corridor. Unlike the usual noise and bustle, there was no one in the corridor, and it was deserted. The whole Hogwarts seemed a little empty. Karl felt a little strange, but after thinking about it, he understood what was going on.

Sirius Bai sneaked in yesterday, and now the little wizards are probably all in danger, so there is no extra leisure to come out and hang out. Honestly, doing homework in the dormitory and waiting for him to be arrested is the right way.

"Mr. Harris, I think you should give me an explanation for what happened last night~..."

Just as he was about to go back to the Ravenclaw Tower, he turned a corner and bumped into Snape head-on. As if he had been stimulated by some kind, Snape was colder and gloomy today than before.

Afterwards, he made up a lot of impromptu words to make Snape let him go suspiciously. He really doesn't have much energy to explain anything now, he just wants to go back to the dormitory and have a good sleep.

...

Early the next morning, when Karl was sleeping soundly, there was a burst of excited ghost crying and wolf howling from next door or in the dormitory.

Today is the day of Quidditch.

Yes, that's right. Even though Black had just invaded and the situation was so tense, the campaign was still going on in an orderly manner.

Of course, it can be said that even the most insane dark wizard would not dare to blatantly invade at this time. Two years ago, the gang composed of Quirrell and Voldemort was so arrogant and delusional in trying to do something in Hogwarts. Those with big tickets didn't have the guts to kill Harry naked on the court, at most they made some small tricks behind the scenes.

This is the home court of Hogwarts. Not only the four principals, but also the old monster Dumbledore sits in charge. It is a safe group, so there is no need to worry about any major problems!

There will be no big problems, but there may be small problems...

Today's weather didn't seem to be very good. The wind swept a lot of fallen leaves and flew in the air, and the dark clouds covered the entire sky. God didn't disappoint the little wizards after all, and it rained heavily after a while.

"This damn weather is really terrible! It seems that I am not very lucky today!"

Harry put on the goggles specially designed for rainy days, and his face was very ugly. He looked up at the sky helplessly, feeling that everything seemed to be against him these days, including Sirius, and now even the weather was bullying him.

It is not a good choice to race in a storm. The heavy rain and strong wind will not only make the position of the broom shift in the sky, but also a great test for the eyes. The dust and sand floating in the air will make you feel miserable. .

"Although this is the case, the same is true for opponents. Now it seems that I can only wish you good luck. Even Professor Dumbledore can't change the magic of the weather~..."

Karl patted him on the shoulder and nodded encouragingly.

"Good luck? I hope so~..."

Harry sighed, and clenched the Nimbus 2001 in his hand, now only the broom that had been with him for more than two years could give him a little bit of confidence.