As the saying goes, the enemy knows a person better than that person. As the number one enemy of Harry's father James Potter, Snape not only carefully studied the personnel configuration of the four James, but also studied their equipment configuration.
There is actually not much to say about this equipment. The main thing is that the two young masters James Potter and Sirius have alchemy equipment other than the wand. The first one to bear the brunt is Invisibility Cloak.
It can be irresponsibly said that Snape understands Invisibility Cloak much better than the two generations of Potter combined, so he can accurately find the untimely visual fluctuations in the bar.
When he realized that it was Invisibility Cloak from Harry, he made a false statement and said these words, although they were not true, but they were very objective.
Anyway, even if the person who can use Invisibility Cloak is not Harry, he must be his friend. What he said will eventually reach Harry's ears, so that his purpose is achieved.
After all, his former enemy lived in the same castle as him. For the sake of Dumbledore and Kayson, he would have lost face if he didn't secretly curse Sirius with Dark Magic. If he didn't cause any trouble, then he wouldn't be too generous.
Harry on the other side was different. He followed a wizard who left the bar and walked out through the briefly opened door. He soon arrived at a remote place that the young wizards had told him about beforehand.
"How about Harry, what did you buy?" Ron and Neville already felt like they were drooling.
"I didn't buy anything." Harry pulled Invisibility Cloak down and threw it roughly to the ground, but Invisibility Cloak was so light that it didn't even make a sound?
"What's wrong Harry?" Hermione, who was sitting in the corner reading a book, raised his head and asked strangely.
"I... forget it... I'll tell you." Harry was a little hesitant at first. He knew very well that these friends of his would definitely stop his plan if they knew what he had just heard, but now he really needs someone to talk to.
Harry took a deep breath after telling everything he heard in the bar in a few words.
"What do you want to do now?"
"Kill him!" Harry said firmly.
"... How do you kill him? A third-year wizard?" Hermione was unusually tough. She wanted to use this tone to force Harry to at least let Harry know how much he weighed.
"Why can't I kill? In addition to being a wizard, I am also a human being. I have hands and feet. I don't need a wand. I use [], a gun, and I can even bite with my teeth!"
Neville The others looked at each other. "Don't you have any other plans? For example, wait a few years before you have achieved success in your studies before you go to him?"
"Then why don't I just wait for him to die of old age?" Harry complained.
Hermione closed her eyes weakly, then opened her eyes quickly. "Listen Harry, you are a little confused now. Do you know that you are confused?"
"What you are thinking about now is not to let Sirius die, but to die. But I don't know what your motive is. Do you want to go to another world to accompany your uncle and aunt, or do you think this means you miss them very much?"
Neville patted Hermione on the back in embarrassment. "This is a bit mean."
"Harry can't listen to me now if I'm not mean." Ron explained.
"Oh, you really know how to say that your parents are still alive and have been in the candy jar since childhood. Of course you can't understand me." Harry said sarcastically.
"You can go find Professor Kayson, Professor Kayson is an orphan." Neville said inappropriately again.
"Ahem, there's a difference between having an accident or not seeing your parents and having your parents killed." Ron reminded Yu in a low voice.
"Oh, yes, this reminds me." Hermione reacted, then circled around Harry and said, "Look at you, your mother was killed by Voldemort when you were a child. Fortunately, They left you a lot of gold Galleons. Now you are going to hunt down Sirius. You are an orphan, you are rich, you are fighting against evil. Do you think you are Batman?"
"Batman knows that children who fight against evil forces are destined to die. He chose to improve himself. Why can't you do the same?"
Harry The heart that was blinded by hatred was peeled away layer by layer by Hermione's words like sharp arrows. It took him a long time to regain his senses.
"Now, let's see how Harry, who has a normal IQ, will choose?" Hermione asked, holding his shoulders.
"I..." Harry pursed his lips. "Which professor do you think is the best at fighting?"
"Professor Kayson? After all, we have never seen other professors take action. Of course, if you can persuade Headmaster Dumbledore, I will support you very much. At least what you are thinking about now is to kill Sirius, not to find Sirius to die." Hermione said with a sigh of relief.
"Then go find Professor Kayson, maybe tomorrow? Wait until he sobers up."
"How much did he drink?"
"Maybe I didn't look carefully at the time."
The next morning...
Sirius is pulling a small cart with breakfast for two people on it. He wants to pull this small cart from Sankou Office to the Great Hall, load breakfast from the Great Hall, and then pull it from the Great Hall to the office.
It can be regarded as shameless Kayson squeezing out the last bit of Sirius's labor force.
When Sirius dragged his exhausted body and packed breakfast for two back to the office, he heard about the only godson he has a family relationship with now, Harry Potter, although the family relationship nowadays is one-sided.
What Harry Potter said made him feel like he had fallen into an ice cave, and he immediately felt that the sky was falling.
"Professor... I want to learn magic!"
Sirius's dog's face is full of smiles, what a child.
Kayson also asked curiously, "Why did you suddenly think of this?"
"I want to kill Sirius Black!" Harry said firmly.
"Clam woof woof woof..." Sirius's dog mouth opened and closed and almost bit off his own tongue.
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The inspiration for writing novels has not dried up, but the inspiration for painting has dried up, and I don't know what to draw anymore.
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