DNF Meets Harry Potter

"What is it that makes you so concerned?"

Sirius asked with some curiosity. He felt that there might not be much that Karl could be prepared for.

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

Carl waved his hand, saying that he didn't want to talk about this issue for the time being.

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

"Don't talk about it yet, because of your reckless behavior last night, Peter Pettigrew almost ran away! Do you know how much work I took to catch him?!"

Carl was so angry when he saw him, he flipped his wrist and a glass bottle appeared in his hand. It was Peter Pettigrew inside!

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

Green light emerged from the tip of the wand again, and Sirius could no longer restrain his murderous intentions at this moment.

"I think you need to calm down now." Carl lowered his eyes, and immediately put the glass bottle away as if he hadn't seen it. "If he dies, no one can prove your innocence. From now on you can only Continue to bear the crime of a traitor forever, even death can't get rid of it!

I'm afraid you don't know now, Harry can't wait to kill you by himself these days! "

"Yes! I want to be reunited with Harry..."

Sirius glanced bitterly at the mouse in the bottle, muttered to himself, and then withdrew the spell.

"Peter put it here for the time being, so that you don’t want to think about it again someday. I will bring Harry here in a while, then you can explain the situation to him, and I will also be with Dumbledore. considerate……"

Carl thought about it for a moment and talked freely.

"Okay, I understand! Then I'll wait for a while!" Sirius hesitated for a long time, but still agreed. He understood that it was not the time now. Before killing Peter, he at least needed to talk to Harry. Explain clearly to solve the misunderstanding. He needs to walk in the sun openly, not just quietly living in the dark.

"Peter is already in my hands, so you don't want to sneak into Hogwarts casually these days. You tossed me so hard yesterday!"

Carl yawned again, and a wave of tiredness struck. He rubbed his eyes, walked slowly to a sealed window, and waved to open it.

"see you later!"

The next moment, a small white dove spread its wings and flew towards the distance.

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

Sirius walked to the window and watched in shock as the little white shadow gradually disappeared.

Above Hogwarts, the dementors were fulfilling their task-to check any wizard who entered or left the academy.

A small white dove flew past them blindly, without attracting the slightest attention. Although the dementors were a little puzzled as to why a white dove appeared at Hogwarts, who had always kept owls, they did not make any radical moves. They are going to catch Sirius, not a dove!

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

The corner of Carl's mouth rose slightly, and he gently opened the door of the classroom and stepped into the corridor. Unlike the usual hustle and bustle, there was no one in the corridor, and it was deserted. The whole Hogwarts looked a little empty. Carl was a little strange, but after thinking about it, he understood what was going on.

Yesterday Sirius White sneaked in. At this moment, the little wizards estimated that everyone was in danger, so there was no extra leisure to hang out. Honestly doing homework in the dormitory waiting for him to be arrested is the right way.

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

As he was about to return to the Ravenclaw Tower, he came out of a corner and hit Snape head-on. As if being stimulated by some sort, Snape was colder and gloomier today than ever.

Next, he had a lot of words to make up for a while before Snape let him go suspiciously. He really doesn't have much energy to explain anything now, he just wants to go back to the bedroom and have a good sleep.

...

Early the next morning, when Carl was sleeping in Zhengxiang, there was a burst of excited ghost crying and wolf howling, whether it was next door or in the bedroom.

Today is the start of Quidditch.

Yes, that's right. Even if it was not long before Black invaded and the situation was so tense, the sport was still going on in an orderly manner.

Of course, it can be said that even the crazy dark wizards would not dare to invade blatantly at this time. The gang composed of Quirrell and Voldemort in the past two years was so bold and delusional to do something in Hogwarts. The big voter didn't have the guts to kill Harry naked on the court, at most making small moves behind his back.

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

There will be no big problems, but maybe small ones...

The weather today seems to be not so good, UU reading www.uukanshu. The com wind swept through a lot of fallen leaves flying in the air, and the dark clouds covered the entire sky. God did not disappoint the little wizards after all, and it rained heavily in a short time.

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

Harry put on the goggles for the game on rainy days, his face looked very ugly. He looked up at the sky with some helplessness, feeling that everything was against him these days, and Sirius had forgotten it, and now even the weather bullied him.

Playing in a storm is not a good choice. Heavy rain and strong wind will not only shift the position of the broom in the sky, but also a great test for your eyes. Dust and sand floating in the air into your eyes will make you unhappy. .

"Nevertheless, the same is true for opponents. Now it seems that I can only wish you good luck. Even Professor Dumbledore's magic will not change the weather..."

Carl patted him on the shoulder and nodded at him in encouragement.

"Good luck? I hope so..."

Harry sighed and squeezed the light wheel 2001 in his hand. Now only the broomstick that has been with him for more than two years can give him a little confidence.