Harry Potter: The Age of Magic

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Magic book? Is it related to Grace? Is it the magic book that Grace is also looking for?

In an instant, Rossi thought of a lot.

"Tell me, what's the name of the magic book you're looking for?" Rosie looked at Peter with a faint look.

Peter, whose true purpose was exposed by Ron, sighed:

"I don't know its name, I just know that it has the ability to control destiny."

At this point, he suddenly burst into tears:

"Even the Dark Lord wants to find it, so it must have special power. I was thinking...I was thinking about finding it and then atone for my sins."

A magic book that can control your destiny? Does such a thing exist in Harry Potter? Or is this just Voldemort's description of that magic book? Mastering power is equivalent to controlling destiny?

Rosie had a thought in her mind and looked at Peter without blinking:

"Atoning for your sins? To Voldemort?"

"Rosie, you know who I'm talking about!"

To this day, Peter still insists on his statement.

"Where did you hear about that magic book?" Snape suddenly said, "You don't want to say that the Dark Lord told you, do you? With your status among the corpse eaters... ha!"

Although the following words were unspoken, the contempt contained in them was self-evident.

Peter hesitated for a few seconds and finally spoke: "It's Crouch. I heard it from Crouch."

"Hmph! You know that he died in Azkaban, so you think that by blaming the incident on him, you can die without any evidence?"

Crouch? Died in Azkaban? This name seems familiar...

While Rossi was thinking, Snape sneered again: "You seem to be looking forward to the taste of Veritaserum."

"No, no, everything I said is true! I didn't lie!"

Seeing Snape raising his wand, Peter turned his attention to Rossi at the last moment when he was knocked unconscious by the curse, "At least let Dumbledore be present!"

At least let Dumbledore be present? He actually emphasized this? Could what he said be true?

"hiss!"

Thinking of this, Rossi couldn't help but take a breath.

"No way? Is it really Dumbledore who ordered him to join the Corpse Eaters? Isn't this a bit outrageous? What is the planner of this game doing?! Is he a conspiracy theory person?!!"

With her beautiful eyebrows tangled together, Rossi thought again:

"Judging from the clues we have now, the person who can steal the magic book from Grace is most likely Dumbledore. After all, apart from Voldemort, he is the only one who has entered Slytherin's Chamber of Secrets.

But what role does he play in this series... or rather in the plot of this game copy? Is he the big boss behind the scenes?

Or is it like Snape in the original book, where all the problems point to him at the beginning, and then there is a big twist at the end?

Um...it seems very possible..."

"Rosie! Come with me!" Snape's voice interrupted Rosie's thinking.

Okay, I'll investigate this later.

After withdrawing his thoughts, Rossi looked at the unconscious Peter Pettigrew on the ground:

"Do you need us to carry him together?"

"Are you really a wizard?"

Although Snape had retorted with similar words before, this time, his tone sounded much kinder.

"Zombies are floating!"

As Snape chanted the spell, Peter was immediately pulled up by his limbs like a puppet on strings.

His head drooped feebly, and his body floated more than ten centimeters above the ground.

"Send him to Madam Pomfrey for examination and treatment. As for his wand, I will have it sent back after it is confirmed to be safe."

Snape ordered Hermione, then turned and walked out the door.

At the same time, the headmaster of Hogwarts was in the room.

Lupine stood in front of the principal's desk with an anxious expression, and from time to time he raised his eyes to look at Dumbledore, who was sitting opposite with a kind face.

Beside him, Black, with a thin face and shaggy hair, stood with his head lowered. Even the unruly Sirius still looked like a well-trained baby in front of Dumbledore.

After a moment of silence, the more unruly Blake finally couldn't stand the current atmosphere and spoke first:

"Professor Dumbledore, please listen to my explanation, Peter..."

"I know, Blake, I've heard it."

Before Black could say anything, Dumbledore smiled and raised his hand, pressing it down out of thin air, "Don't rush to say this now, wait, everything you are burdened with will be released."

Upon hearing this, Blake had no choice but to shut his mouth and continue to wait patiently.

At this time, there was a sudden knock on the door of the principal's office.

"Come in!"

Dumbledore didn't see any movement, and the shiny oak door opened in response.

A boy with fluffy brown-black hair poked his head in. His green eyes under his round glasses carefully looked at the three people in the room, and asked softly:

"Good afternoon, Professor Dumbledore, Professor Lupin, and this gentleman..."

Harry greeted politely, and his green eyes couldn't help but look at Blake a few more times. He always felt that he had seen this man before.

"Ah, good afternoon, Harry, come over here!"

Dumbledore motioned Harry to come closer and handed him a jar of honey candies with a smile, "Please bring some candies. This will help stabilize your mood."

"Thanks!"

Harry politely thanked him. Although he did not understand the meaning of Dumbledore's words, he still accepted the candy he handed him. "Professor Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall said, do you have anything to ask me?"

"There is something that should actually be done by you yourself..."

Dumbledore muttered something vaguely, then raised his blue eyes to look at Harry, "Harry, the topic I'm going to talk about next may be too heavy for you, so you have to be mentally prepared.

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Such a solemn tone made Harry's heart skip a beat. He glanced at Lupine standing beside him with his peripheral vision, and at the middle-aged man at the end who looked obviously excited. He couldn't help but become more serious.

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He took a long breath, and the expression on his face was as solemn as if he was going to the battlefield: "Professor Dumbledore, I'm ready!"

Hearing this, Dumbledore stared at him for a few seconds, then turned to look at Black: "I think, as Harry's godfather, it is more appropriate for you to tell him the ins and outs of these things in person."

"godfather?!!"

Harry cried out in surprise and couldn't help but look at Black beside him. After studying his face carefully for a moment, he finally recognized him, "Are you Sirius Black? The one from Azkaban?"

Someone who escaped?"

Seeing Harry couldn't help but take a step back in Dumbledore's direction, Black showed a self-deprecating smile on his face:

"I'm very happy that you didn't use 'that fugitive from Azkaban' to describe me. Harry, no one should have told you before this... that I am your godfather."

"My godfather?"

Harry was a little in disbelief.

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