Hogwarts: Harry Returns from the Witcher

Chapter 155 Sirius: Let me do it!

Vertical pupil looked at it.

Indifferent and ruthless, those predator-like eyes made Ragnak subconsciously shrink his neck.

Hawke lowered his voice: "Raignac, calm down, even if Mr. Potter gives you the grace to return the sword of Gryffindor, the Ministry of Magic will never allow you to get it."

Raignac was clean and unshackled.

"It belongs to a goblin." Legnac gritted his teeth, and continued with difficulty but firmly. "The Ministry of Magic knows it, and humans should know it too."

"give it back to me"

Harry interrupted him with a heavy tone: "But the age of goblins is over."

Legnac was taken aback.

Harry raised his hand and lightly pointed down: "Take a good look, in this room, there are four people and two goblins in total, but no one is standing by your side."

Hawk held his head high: "Hawk will serve wizards faithfully!"

The two little wizards, Hufflepuff and Ravenclaw, immediately ran behind Harry, glanced at Sirius, and took out their wands after hesitation.

Legnac stared at them blankly, his gaze wandering around and finally falling on Harry.

"You can't succeed, Raignac." Harry went on, "Be a good blacksmith and wait for business with peace of mind. These imitations of the Gryffindor sword every year are enough for you to live better than to live in the ground." Life is many times better."

Legnac didn't speak, his eyes became weak, he picked up his hammer in frustration, smashed the iron block a few times, thought of something, picked up the clamp again, stuffed the hammer into the furnace, and waited for the wooden handle to start burning before he was in a hurry Grab the hammer out.

"I'm worried about my armor in his state." Harry looked at it, and then at Hawke.

Hawk patted his chest: "Mr. Potter, don't worry, I will supervise him and won't let your materials suffer any loss."

"One more thing." Harry squatted down halfway, "I think we need to discuss the imitation of the Gryffindor sword."

Hawk was taken aback.

"That sword is mine now." Harry said softly, "I can allow you to forge imitations, but I can't get nothing."

Hawke was a bit embarrassed: "Mr. Potter, of course, your request is justified, just"

He lowered his voice, looked at Raignac, then at the two little wizards, waved to Harry, and led them to the small room next door.

"The profits from those imitations are not entirely in the hands of the Ministry of Magic." Hawke went on without anyone else, "Half of them are used to house goblins."

Harry raised an eyebrow.

"Raignac is not unsupported." Hawke sighed, "There are still many stubborn people alive, and they are all Legnac's supporters."

"The Ministry of Magic gave too much, so they didn't make trouble." Hawke nodded with difficulty, "But Mr. Potter, don't worry, they are very old, Legnac is almost the youngest of them, and the new generation Of all the goblins, they are happy to be friends with wizards."

As he said that, the proud look on his face returned.

Obviously, the "new generation of goblins" it talks about is the one represented by him.

"If I want to get my share of benefits, I have to discuss it with the Ministry of Magic and the goblins?" Harry was expressionless, he didn't care about Hawke's attitude.

Hawke nodded cautiously, with a look of shame on his face.

"Leave it to me." Sirius responded, "You haven't dealt with the Ministry of Magic and goblins, but I have experience."

"Promise me one thing." Harry turned to look at his godfather with a serious face.

Sirius' face also became serious: "Trust me, I will fight for you."

"Don't start a fight." Harry interrupted him, earnestly.

The expression on Sirius' face gradually froze, with surprise in his eyes.

"Even if there is a fight, don't use a ruthless hand. At most, you can tie them up with a Stunning Curse, or Transfiguration." Harry thought for a while, ordered one more sentence, and lowered the standard a bit. He believed in Sirius' temper. .

Sirius muttered: "What kind of image do I have in your heart? I'm only here to discuss business, not to fight."

"I know." Harry nodded, and walked out with Sirius, "If you were going to fight, I would feel more at ease. If Uncle Remus is not busy, take him with you."

They left from the blacksmith shop, and then rushed to Professor Flitwick's house.

The yard door was open, and when he heard footsteps, Flitwick poked his head out of the room: "I knew it was you, Harry, I thought you would come earlier."

"I went to the smithy to have my armor repaired." Harry replied, "Professor, my godfather should have told you that he has to learn it all over again."

Flitwick sighed: "Mr. Black is right, I have seen Professor Snape beat me up, that is to say, I have seen Mr. Black and Professor Snape duel, it is not even as good as when you just graduated."

Sirius gritted his teeth, being beaten to death by Snape was the most painful thing for him.

Summer extra tuition classes are open again.

Professor Flitwick unexpectedly found that with one more person, he felt much more relaxed.

The foundation of Sirius has deteriorated a lot, and Harry has improved a lot this year. He spends more time on Sirius every day, and this godfather is far less hardworking than his godson. In many ways, he holds "almost enough" "The perfunctory attitude.

Had it not been for Harry's urging, Sirius would have dropped the pick.

for the next week.

Day after day passed.

Sirius was trained by Flitwick, and Harry practiced by himself, and occasionally sat by, reading books about Animagus found in Potter's old house.

Lupine also took the time to lead Sirius to the Ministry of Magic.

As it turned out, Harry's instructions were useful.

If it weren't for Lupine's pull, Sirius would really be able to fight the Ministry of Magic and the goblins, blowing up the table in the conference room with a blasting spell, the kind that can't even be repaired by the repairing spell, The end result is good.

The Ministry of Magic took [-]% of the profit, and the goblin took [-]% out of their pitiful [-]% profit, and gave Harry [-]%.

Fudge admires Harry.

His recent approval ratings are on the rise, almost catching up with his own data when he took office.

Even when Sirius blew up the table, he wasn't too offended.

Dinner today.

When Sirius boasted about himself again, how wise and powerful he was, he "convinced" the Ministry of Magic and the goblins with a few words.

Lupine nodded helplessly, echoing his words.

Harry spoke, interrupting him, "Godfather, how about we start Animagus training tonight?"

"Tonight?" Sirius was taken aback, "Let's wait until tomorrow daytime."

"Professor Flitwick will be training tomorrow during the day." Harry said, rejecting him.

"Practice Animagus, and continue to go to Professor Flitwick's class?" Sirius frowned.

Harry said, "Maybe I don't need it, but you do, Godfather."

"Remember the evaluation the professor gave you?"

Sirius' face fell.

On the first day of training, Professor Flitwick gave an evaluation - not even compared to last year's Harry.

Godfather is not as good as godson. Although it is a fact, it still makes him feel uncomfortable to say it so bluntly.

"Then let's start tonight." Sirius reluctantly responded.

Wait until dinner is over.

With a flick of his wand, Harry moved the table away, leaving a spacious living room.

"You've read a lot of books, so I won't introduce what Animagus is." Sirius raised his wand with a serious face.

Harry nodded.

"Although it looks difficult, it is very simple. As long as you are lucky enough, you can usually succeed." Sirius went on, "Gryffindor is fearless, even a dirty person like Peter can do it." , Harry, you have no reason not to."

"How did you practice?" Harry asked.

Sirius looked blank: "Practice, what practice?"

Harry turned to look at Lupine blankly.

But don't say that the three of them directly started the Animagus ceremony without any practice.

Lupine shook his head helplessly: "They didn't practice it at the beginning. James brought the book from home, which is the one Harry you read, in the third grade. They started the ritual in the third grade, but they were not very lucky. Don't finish until fifth grade."

"They didn't even finish reading that book, they only wrote down the contents of the ceremony, even the Mandrake leaves and the Grimace Moth were stolen from the professors."

"The right weather is too difficult." Sirius recalled those days, "We have had three consecutive nights without a clear full moon."

"Once, the ceremony was finally completed, but in the end I couldn't get the correct potion."

As he said that, he looked at Lupine: "Another time, when the full moon was taking out the leaves, Remus interfered, and the leaves were polluted, so we had to do it all over again."

Lupine guiltily turned his head away.

"You guys are so Gryffindor." Harry said expressionlessly, taking a deep breath.

well
With the behavior style of his godfather, he should have guessed, how could they be as cautious as normal wizards.

Sirius chuckled proudly.

Only Lupine could tell that this was not meant as a boast.

"Actually, I also suggest Harry that you start directly." Lupine opened his mouth after deliberation, "Animagus is not as difficult as imagined, the only difficulty is the weather and determination."

"You've never lacked for that."

Sirius nodded: "At that time, all I could think of was going out for a night drive with a werewolf. That would be so cool! It's not difficult at all. If you think about it, maybe we can be the same kind of Animagus."

"You should have Mandrake leaves? That's a common potion material"

"The next full moon is August 21," Lupine said, reminding him that he had been paying attention to such a date.

Sirius was taken aback: "Oh, yes, you have not been at home for the past few days."

"Then during this time, let's have a good rest at night, I bought a game console with Dudley"

"You can practice Transfiguration with me," interrupted Harry.

Sirius was dejected: "It would be great if your character could be like James."

"It's not that bad." Lupine reassured Sirius. "No, I mean, there's no such thing as a child like only one of the parents."

Sirius got his wish to rest.

His level of human body deformation is far inferior to Harry's, and even worse than Lupin's.

Every night, if Lupine could make it, he would offer to practice with Harry.

Sometimes, Harry didn't bother the two of them, and studied the potion by himself.

Only Thunder Potion and Killer Whale Potion are far from enough.

He has already figured out a rough idea of ​​the formula for the blizzard potion.

The formula of Petri's potion also has some clues.

How to improve the Thunder potion to make it more effective is also an imminent matter.

As a matter of course, Garen spent faster.

Lu Ping looked very distressed. One night, it would cost forty or fifty Galleons, sometimes even hundreds of dollars. Did these two prodigal sons really have no concept of money in their hearts?
When he was wandering, he couldn't spend so much in a year.

A few days passed.

July is heralding its end.

　The next chapter is about half an hour to an hour later

　　
　
(End of this chapter)