The Gaunt Family Home Isn't Going Anywhere

Actually, even if Harry had said nothing, Vincent could have guessed roughly what had happened.

The four of them present all knew about Voldemort and the Horcruxes. Only Sirius Black did not know everything.

Vincent spoke before Harry could. "Was it Snape? He's been in a bad mood lately. He must have given you a hard time."

Seeing him subtly shake his head, Harry suddenly realized something.

He had been the first to discover that there was something wrong with the Sneakoscope that day, so it was hardly strange that he knew Sirius Black's target was him.

"Y-Yeah."

There was nothing wrong with being cautious. They were only a group of children, and saying it out loud would only make the two who did not know worry.

Harry took a deep breath. "Maybe it's because I'm too stupid. It's been so long, and I still haven't learned Occlumency."

Ron indignantly comforted him. "Harry, you learned fighting so quickly. You're not stupid at all.

"If you ask me, that Old Bat definitely hasn't been teaching you properly, just like how he picks on you in Potions Class."

Little Black suddenly turned to glance in the direction of the castle, then moved over to Harry's feet and quietly lay down.

It seemed to understand something and knew that Harry was having a hard time.

"See?" Ron viciously grabbed a skewer of grilled chicken wings. "Even Little Black thinks it's his fault.

"You didn't do any of those things. What right does he have to keep taking his anger out on you?"

It looked like Ron knew about the history between Harry's father and Snape.

Vincent silently sighed to himself.

Whatever the reason, Sirius Black's situation probably could not be concealed for much longer.

Little Black gently nudged Harry's arm with its nose,