Chapter 441 Harry Arrives
Chapter 441 Harry Arrives
Dumbledore knew how to push people.
He just couldn't bear it, and even if the result was unavoidable, he still wanted to use gentler methods to make Harry suffer less.
Therefore, he just used the most ordinary owl to send an email to Sirius, and then took Grindelwald to have a dinner date with Aberforth at the Pig's Head Bar.
But Sirius was so angry at the letter.
——Look at how well-written this letter is!
What [all to kill Voldemort]...
What [Alan has made concessions, but still needs to seal Harry's soul and Voldemort's soul piece together to ensure safety]...
Sirius was too angry to speak.
But he knew that what Dumbledore said was right!
Even he, when the fire did not burn him, would feel that just sealing the soul piece without the potential risk of killing him was already extremely merciful...
But now the fire is burning on his head!
Forget it, he is willing to die for the peace and safety of the world!
But this is Harry!
This is James' only son!
Sirius just wanted to rush out and have a duel with Dumbledore!
He angrily smashed everything in the hotel room, sat weakly on the sofa with goose feathers scattered around, and buried his head in his hands.
Lupine pushed the door open and came in, flicking his wand to restore everything here to its original state.
He almost calmly took the letter from Sirius, almost calmly read the letter, and then almost calmly crumpled the letter into a ball and threw it into the trash can nearby.
Lupine sighed.
In the eyes of outsiders, Sirius is always the more powerful one, a pure-blood descendant who is healthy, powerful in magic, lively and unbridled.
No matter how you look at it, he is more decent than a werewolf like him.
But in fact, he is better than Sirius.
This is not a boast.
For so many years, Sirius had redeemed himself for his sins in Azkaban, and he struggled to survive in the eyes of the wizarding world despite being a werewolf.
He had suffered much more contempt, abuse, and dirty stories than Sirius.
Therefore, he is always the calmer one most of the time.
Now, facing his disappointed friend, he had no choice but to say, "Padfoot, do you want to go have a drink?"
Of course, Sirius agreed to the proposal.
They went to a Muggle pub, cast a confusion spell, and ordered two large beers and two large bottles of whiskey.
Sirius took a drink of his own, curled his lips and said, "It's not as good as firewhiskey."
Lupine couldn't help but laugh, and said helplessly, "Master Black, we are not in the Three Broomsticks now, and we don't have good butterbeer!"
He patted Sirius on the shoulder and advised,
"Dumbledore has no choice... the Muggle crown prince is really pitiful. To be honest, if Harry hadn't been involved, I would have felt that the crown prince was too tolerant.
"Don't look at me like that - something happened to his father because of Voldemort!"
Lu Ping substituted and said,
"If something happens to Harry because of You-Know-Who, and there is a person who has the only remaining soul piece of You-Know-Who...will you keep him alive?"
Sirius was silent.
He could only drink another sip of strong wine and ruffle his hair in despair.
At this moment, the stag that Harry transformed into happily ran into Sirius's room, stared blankly at the empty room, walked in and closed the door with his "hooves".
He changed back to his human form and searched around the room, but indeed he couldn't find Sirius, so he sat down on the sofa boredly.
At the age of thirteen or fourteen, Harry was a lively time. Harry couldn't sit still for a moment and was so bored that he looked around.
At this moment, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a ball of paper crumpled together in the trash can, with some words written on it in circle-within-a-circle fonts.
...Dumbledore?
He picked up the paper ball with some curiosity, patiently opened it, and finally read the sentence above clearly, and then...
The piece of paper fell to the ground silently.
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