The Alchemist of Harry Potter

With a "bang", the door was violently pushed open, a rush of footsteps came from outside the corridor, and a figure entered the hall like the wind, panting looking at the person reading the newspaper and saying, "Today's "" Did you read the Daily Prophet? Peter's dead, that guy is dead."

"Don't worry, it's not like your character." Blake looked up at his old friend, poured him a butterbeer, and motioned for him to drink something to take a breather, "I just saw it in the paper, they said Peter Died in Azkaban prison."

"It's suspicious," Lupin said, taking a deep breath. "He couldn't have died in Azkaban so soon, you know what I mean."

"You suspect Peter used some means to get away." Blake frowned, as if considering the possibility. Twelve years in Azkaban, he knows what's going on in prison and has more say than most.

The old friend's words are biased. Sirius knows that many wizards go crazy and die within a few weeks of being locked up in Azkaban, but Peter... Remus is right, Peter has Pretending to be a dead criminal, and twice.

Why is it not difficult to have a third time?

"Not only that," Lupin continued with a sigh of relief after drinking the butterbeer. "I heard that Mrs. Peter visited him in prison before he died. Later, Mrs. Peter went mad a few days after her return. , set a fire and set himself and the whole house on fire."

"It wasn't reported in the newspapers, and how did she get into Azkaban prison?" Black frowned deeply, feeling more and more that Remus' guess was right, and there was something wrong with this matter.

Their old buddy might have actually escaped.

The two carefully read the "Daily Prophet" the day before yesterday, and finally found a report about Mrs. Peter's self-immolation in a small corner.

The article is not long, probably means:

Mrs Peter couldn't accept her son's transformation from a hero to a murderer and went insane.

Either way, both things are suspicious.

In particular, Peter died on the third day his mother visited him, and his mother died on the second day of his visit.

"There is a way to determine whether Peter is dead." Sirius said suddenly.

"How?" Lupin asked.

"Find someone for divination." Sirius showed a strange smile.

"You mean Anderson?" Lupin knew immediately what the old friend meant.

"Yes, I heard that Mr. Anderson's ability to predict is very strong, and he can even easily predict what will happen in the future." Sirius directly turned Phineas into someone, "I plan to invite him to see Quebec together. In the Diqi World Cup, we can ask him for help at that time, it is much better than we are here racking our brains and guessing."

Lupin frowned and asked, "Will he be willing to help?"

"Yes," said Sirius meaningfully. "That Mr. Anderson charges, but I don't think it's a loss to spend some money to figure it out."

Sirius didn't care much about the Black family's property, at least for him, Galleon didn't understand the importance of Peter's life and death.

If Peter did escape, this time Sirius would not let him go no matter what.

Yes, Peter is dead!

There was a cruel smile on the corner of Blake's mouth, then die completely, and don't come out.

Although Albert's actions at the time were the best choice and helped him restore his reputation, it was a pity for Black that he failed to kill Peter himself to avenge James and Lily.

Now, this opportunity may come.

"Stop talking about that, Remus, help me clean the house if you have time." Sirius pleaded, "I thought about taking Harry over to live with me for a while, but it's over by me alone. Summer can't be done."

"Well, it just so happens that I have nothing to do recently." Lupin nodded in agreement, he doubted that even if Sirius was given a year to clean it up.

"Great,

Come and watch the Quidditch World Cup with us! ' suggested Sirius.

"I'm afraid not." Lupin shook his head and refused.

"Why?" Sirius asked, puzzled.

"Usually, the World Cup final is around August 20th, you know, it's almost the full moon," Lupin explained. "I can't take any chances."

Sirius was silent, and he almost forgot about it.

"Okay, where are you going to start cleaning?" Lupin asked, patting Blake on the shoulder. "If you want to clean this place completely, don't just stand there and watch."

The two were busy all afternoon, and still couldn't clean out Harry's room. The two found a litter of foxes in the bedroom. In order to eliminate these annoying pests, Sirius used a lot of fox killers. Make a mess of the whole room.

"I feel like I'm turning into a house-elf. Maybe, I should ask Dumbledore to borrow a few house-elves to help with the cleaning, so I can get it done quickly."

Sirius sat wearily in his chair, eating simple food made by Lupin, and cleaning the room was clearly not his strong suit.

He ended up not doing that.

In fact, Sirius hoped that his old friend would move to 12 Grimmauld Place to live with him, so that the two could take care of each other, but Remus rejected his offer.

"Jaime's son is unbelievably similar to him," Sirius whispered, seeming to be lost in memory. "Really like him."

"Harry is quieter, unlike James who always likes to be handsome in front of girls, let alone talk nonstop." Lupin missed his old friend a little bit.

"But Harry also likes to cause trouble." Sirius smiled happily.

"Yes," said Lupin, "Harry is brave, but also reckless."

"I've hardly ever seen a Gryffindor student who wasn't reckless." Black could barely hide the smile on his lips, "I remember you said that Harry's Patronus was also a stag."

"Yeah, stag," Lupin nodded. "Was in Quidditch last term."

"However, Harry doesn't seem to have had a good time these years. I plan to take the time to visit his Muggle relatives." Sirius's eyebrows flashed a trace of displeasure, "If it weren't for Dumbledore..."

"Dumbledore has his own considerations," Lupin interrupted. "I'll go with you then."

"Stop talking about this, let's talk about you!" Sirius changed the subject.

"Me? Still the same, at first I wanted to work for the Ministry of Magic, but I was rejected, for reasons you can guess. Finally, with my father's connection, I got a part-time job at the Ministry of Magic and did half of it. Moon." A helpless, wry smile appeared on the corner of Lupin's mouth, thanks to my father's house, I didn't have nowhere to live. Then, I've been working, you know, I haven't been working for too long, and if anyone finds out I'm..."

Lupin paused, chuckled, and continued: "Then, I thought that if I could open a store myself, I wouldn't have to worry about being discovered, but it didn't work..."

The reason is, of course, not earning enough money to open a store.

"And then?" Sirius found that his old friend had not had a good time these years.

"Later, I had fewer and fewer opportunities to work in the wizarding world, so I could only do odd jobs in the alley. When I wasn't working, I went to work as a salesperson in a store in the Muggle world, and sometimes as a cleaner, anyway. It's very piecemeal work, and life is barely there."

"We can open a store together," Sirius suddenly suggested. "Anyway, I have nothing to do, so I have to find myself a serious job."

Lupin was silent, honestly moved.

Of course he knew that Sirius proposed to open the store for him, at least to have a stable job and not have to work around.

"I'll talk about this later." Remus was a little moved, but didn't agree immediately, because he didn't know what store to open.

In recent days, the Dursleys have been shrouded in fear.

The incident started a few days ago, one morning after the Dursleys had gone to Kings Cross to pick up Harry Potter.

Vernon saw that his nephew suddenly took out a letter from his pocket and handed it to him, saying that his godfather asked him to help transfer it. The content of the letter was probably:

A man named Sirius Black claimed to be Harry's godfather and said he would visit them in two days to talk about Harry.

In Vernon's mind, Potter had no godfather, but his little hope was ruthlessly shattered by Harry.

"He's my mom's and my dad's best friend, a convicted murderer, but he escaped from the magic prison a while ago and is willing to keep in touch with me through the owl to find out about my situation."

To this day, Vernon still hasn't forgotten the look on Harry's face when he said these words.

What frightened him even more was that such a murderer was planning to visit them, which made the Dursleys panic all of a sudden.

Vernon even tried to call the police at one point, but he had no choice but to meet the murderer named Blake.

Because even the police couldn't stop the murderer named Blake from appearing in front of them.

"When will he arrive?"

asked Vernon, his lips trembling, his face was very pale, and he could see that the last few days were not going well.

"It should be soon, the appointed time is eleven o'clock."

Harry looked up at the clock on the wall, trying to hold back his laughter so that no expression appeared on his face. He did not tell the Dursleys that Sirius was innocent and had been rehabilitated.

Dudley huddled in the corner of the sofa, terrified, and Aunt Petunia was equally terrified.

In fact, Vernon wanted his wife and children to leave and face the notorious murderer Blake himself, but Aunt Petunia didn't agree, not even Dudley, even though they were terrified of the impending visit their murderers.

Unbeknownst to the Dursleys, the murderer who was visiting them, Sirius Black, was dressing up for the encounter, fiddling with his suit in front of the full-length mirror to look formal.

The more than ten years of living in Azkaban have taken away a lot of Blake's things. In the mirror, he is no longer as handsome as he used to be, nor does he have the look of his youth.

However, since his crime was cleared and his reputation restored, Blake has regained hope, and his body, worn out by Azkaban's ten years in prison, has been rejuvenated.

"That's it!" Blake looked at himself in the mirror and asked Lupin, who was also wearing an old suit next to him.

To be honest, Sirius didn't like it, but Remus thought it was necessary, and it was a very formal meeting.

To be honest, Lupin didn't really want to go, it was Sirius' family business after all, and he was just an outsider, but he was worried that his old friend would mess things up, and he, who had dealt with Muggles a lot, Obviously know better how to deal with them.

After all, this meeting was for Harry, and they had to think more.

"4 Privet Road, Little Whinging, Surrey!"

Lupin took out a note that Harry had written to them from his suit pocket, read out the address on it, took out his pocket watch and glanced at the time: "It's almost time to read, we should go too."

Instead of Apparating directly to 4 Privet Drive, they appeared near Privet Drive to avoid causing trouble for Harry.

The use of magic in Muggle living areas requires special care. Once magic is used around underage wizards, the Ministry of Magic will think that underage wizards are using magic, which is very troublesome to explain.

"It's here." Lupin looked at the number plate of No. 4 Privet Drive, stepped forward and rang the doorbell.

When the doorbell rang, the three Dursleys in the living room huddled together in horror, and Harry hurried to open the door.

After waiting for dozens of seconds, the two heard hurried footsteps coming from the door, the door was opened, and Harry's surprised face appeared in front of them.

"Professor Lupin, why are you here?" Harry couldn't help asking.

"I'm not too worried about Sirius," Lupin said with a smile.

Sirius surveyed the circumstances of Harry's life, then followed Harry into the house, where he saw the Dursleys huddled together in the living room, looking terrified.

Compared to the surprise on Sirius's face,

The Dursleys, who saw the legendary murderer entering the living room, were astonished at the moment, because Lupin and Blake were dressed so normally.

"I'm Sirius Black." Sirius Black took a deep breath and said what he had repeated countless times in his mind: "James and Lily's classmate and friend, Harry Potter's godfather, I think Harry should have told you about me. Next to me is Remus Lupin, a classmate and friend of James and Lily, a professor at Hogwarts."

Sirius had selectively forgotten that Remus was a former Hogwarts professor, and Harry noticed it too, but didn't say much.

"I think I should have made it clear in the letter that I'm here to talk about Harry's custody and custody." Sirius knew that the family was not good to Harry, but he still forcibly suppressed his anger and irritability and let himself Be as polite as possible.

"When we adopted him, I heard that you weirdos have nothing to do with him." Petunia said, staring closely at Blake.

"For some reason, Mr. Black was seen as part of the mysterious... dark side; locked up in Azkaban -- the prison, until the Ministry of Magic discovered this big mistake not long ago," Lupin explained. "The error has been rectified and Mr Black has been restored to his honour and liberty."

The Dursleys all stared at Harry, and as terrified as the wizard made them, they were even more infuriated by being played with.

"We need your permission for Harry to come and stay for a while each summer." Lupin frowned, he could sense that these Muggles were not being kind to Harry.

"Don't you want custody, I agree, but why..." Vernon wanted Harry to get out of here immediately, so that their family could get back to normal.

"Harry's mother used an ancient magic to protect him. This magic may have something to do with family, kinship or blood." Sirius said impatiently, "This is also when Dumbledore decided to send Harry to Here's why."

"In order to continue this magic, it is necessary to live here for a period of time every year until Harry Potter comes of age - after all, you are the last relatives in the world who share his blood." Lupin added.

It was the first time Harry had heard of such a thing, and he had actually complained privately about why Dumbledore didn't allow him to live with Sirius.

Petunia said simply, "As long as he's quiet and doesn't do anything weird."

"I will," Harry assured with a nod.

"That's great, it looks like we've come to an agreement," said Lupin cheerfully. "Harry, we'll pick you up later."

"We don't expect you to take care of Harry like your own children, you just need to treat the children of your relatives like a normal family." Sirius suddenly stared at the Dursleys and threatened, "I don't Hope to hear something bad, understand?"