Mixed With Marvel's Hogwarts Professor

Chapter 425 Sirius, you don't want to leave Harry either

Ministry of Magic, Office of the Minister.

"Lockhart, I know this is a bit unbelievable."

"But now, the Dark Lord has appeared again, and a large number of Death Eaters have been rescued by him."

"Now, the Ministry of Magic needs a top necromancer like you to speak and boost confidence."

In the bright office, Fudge stood beside Lockhart, persuading him non-stop.

"Now is the time for us to come together"

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In order not to lose his position, Fudge thought of a plan.

That is to re-establish a target and divert as much attention as possible from yourself.

At the same time, if the opponent cooperates, they can also take the opportunity to further stabilize their position.

He thought of Dumbledore at first, but gave up at the thought of Dumbledore's threat to his position.

Later, it was Lockhart.

Lockhart has always been more supportive of himself, and at his age, although he has a good reputation, the danger to his position is not great.

After all, Lockhart is at best the title of the founder of a meditation method.

And Dumbledore is the great white necromancer who once expelled two generations of Dark Lords.

And Lockhart stood aside, quietly listening to Fudge's chanting, and interrupted after a while to ask.

"Minister Fudge, how does the Ministry of Magic deal with Sirius?"

Hearing Lockhart's question, Fudge's face changed suddenly.

Damn, didn't you specifically emphasize the prohibition of leaking?

Yes, Dumbledore leaked it.

Yes, it must be so.

Sirius was his man, and he must have wanted to save Sirius.

Looking at Fudge's ever-changing expression, Lockhart said softly: "Minister Fudge, there are quite a few people who know about this matter."

"There were quite a few Aurors who were interrogating at the time."

Immediately afterwards, as if reminding him, he said: "Director Scrimgeour, he has been in the position of director of the Auror office for a long time."

Hearing this, Fudge's face darkened.

Damn, he knew it.

Scrimgeour had been thinking about his position for a long time.

Immediately afterwards, Fudge looked at Lockhart with a life-saving gaze.

Being able to stand in the position of Minister of Magic shows that he is definitely not an idiot.

If Lockhart actually said it, then he could easily deduce that Lockhart must have an idea.

"Lockhart, what do you think we should do now?"

"I have an idea." Lockhart said lightly: "The matter of Sirius must not be concealed, and we can only reverse the case."

"And now we need Dumbledore's support."

"However, how to reverse the case?"

"It's very particular."

Hogwarts, Headmaster's Office.

"Principal, I can help you with the matter of Sirius." Lockhart took a sip of the tea and said with a smile: "In the future, just let Sirius cooperate with the Daily Prophet."

"I believe there is no problem in overturning the verdict."

Hearing this, Dumbledore stroked his beard and smiled gently.

"I'm sorry to trouble you this time, Lockhart. I'll thank you for Sirius first."

"You don't need to thank me for this." Lockhart said with a smile: "Don't forget to answer, you promised me."

"My new school library needs a lot of books to fill it up."

"No problem, knowledge needs to be shared." Dumbledore said gently: "You can take my application slip later and go to the library to copy it."

"But Lockhart, let me explain in advance that some books are originally magical, so it is difficult to copy."

Hearing this, Lockhart nodded, expressing his understanding.

Immediately afterwards, Dumbledore asked, "By the way, Lockhart, what did Gellert talk to you about?"

"I didn't talk about anything." Lockhart explained, "It's mainly about exchanging meditation ideas with me."

"He said that he was planning to promote the meditation method he studied in Ilvermorny."

"Let all the students start practicing."

"Meditation." Dumbledore muttered to himself, "Getler, what did you see again?"

Hogwarts, the infirmary.

Gold's sunlight shines through the glass onto White's hospital bed.

Sirius closed his eyes, enjoying the warm sun shining on his body.

In Azkaban, sunlight is a rare luxury.

"It's time to take your medicine, Sirius." Madam Pomfrey said with a look of pity: "Your current body needs to be recuperated."

She had heard about Sirius.

Imprisoned in the hell of Azkaban for nearly 10 years.

She couldn't even imagine what kind of torture Sirius had suffered?

Hey, the traitor turned out to be Peter Pettigrew, who would have thought that?

As expected of a Gryffindor student, he is too stubborn, as stubborn as a donkey.

If he had explained it well before, he might have fallen into what he is now.

Lying on the hospital bed, Sirius opened his eyes when he heard Madam Pomfrey's words.

Looking at the various potions on the tray in Madam Pomfrey's hand.

Silent.

Regarding the change in the current situation, he didn't know whether it was good or bad, he just felt a little at a loss.

Even after Azkaban, he didn't know what to do next.

And Mrs. Pontreve didn't care what Sirius was thinking.

Without hesitation, he stepped forward and fed the healing potion he had prepared bottle by bottle.

Treat patients with impoliteness.

When you are sick, you should take medicine, and after taking the medicine, you should rest, and no one can disturb you.

This is Madam Pomfrey's creed.

Soon, after feeding the potion, Madam Pomfrey said a few words of comfort, then turned and left.

And Sirius closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

I don't know how long, suddenly.

"Harry, this is your godfather, Sirius Laike."

"He was good friends with your father, James, and your mother, Lily."

"Ah, Professor Lockhart, he is... the godfather!"

A timid voice came from next to his ear, Sirius opened his eyes, and saw a somewhat familiar figure beside the bed.

Green eyes, immature face, lightning scar.

Lily, James.

I see, this is your child.

"You are. Harry!" Sirius' hoarse voice sounded.

It made Harry on the side subconsciously step back a few steps.

But as soon as he thought of the identity of the other party, he opened his eyes wide and looked carefully at the pale but mature man in front of him.

"You may not have seen me, but I hugged you when you were born."

"I am your godfather, Sirius Boo Laike."

"Godfather!" Harry said a little at a loss, but he could feel the concern in the other's words.

However, it didn't wait for the two to communicate.

Lockhart on the side stepped forward and interrupted: "Sirius, long time no see. I'm Lockhart. I need to talk to you about some things."

Immediately afterwards, he said to Harry, "Harry, I want to talk to your godfather about something."

"You go back first, you have plenty of time to talk later."

Hearing this, Harry glanced at Sirius with some hesitation.

But in the end he nodded and turned to leave.

Although, he was full of curiosity about Sirius.

However, it was the first meeting after all, so he trusted Professor Lockhart even more.

As for Sirius, he opened his mouth to say something, but in the end quietly looked at the figure in front of him.

At this moment, watching Harry's leaving figure, Lockhart sat on the edge of the bed, looking into Sirius' pale blue eyes.

"Sirius, you don't want to leave your godson Harry, go back to Azkaban again."

(end of this chapter)