Harry, This Is Your Godfather

The room fell silent in an instant. Grindelwald calmly continued drinking his tea.

Muya turned to him and asked, "Why isn't Dumbledore back yet?"

"I know you want me to leave as soon as possible, but he still has some finishing work to do."

His gaze swept across everyone present before he stood up. "You all chat. I'll go study that television."

"Wait, I'll go with you." Muya hurriedly held out a stopping hand, genuinely afraid Grindelwald would break something in the house.

"Ya Ya, I'm coming too." Harry followed Muya.

The two men and one Mermaid behind them followed as well.

After Muya turned on the television, she took Harry, Lupin, and Sirius to sit in the dining room, while having Calori keep an eye on Grindelwald by the sofa.

"Professor, Sirius, let's begin." Muya lifted her chin, still holding the chips she had just taken from the fridge.

What could be more exciting than eating juicy gossip firsthand?

"Huh? Sirius?" Harry turned to look at Sirius, obvious shock written all over his face.

"Yes, Harry." Lupin held down Sirius, who was excitedly about to speak, reminding him to stay composed.

Harry carefully examined the man sitting beside him. His hair was smooth, his clothes were clean, and his face was clean too. Had he really been in Azkaban?

After hesitating for a while, he asked, "Um, did he really come back from Azkaban?"

No one had expected him to ask such a question, and they were all stunned for a moment.

Muya laughed and patted Harry. "Hahaha, Harry, that's actually a great question."

"Because I happen to have the answer for you."

At that, Sirius covered his face.

That was right. After Muya had picked up the stray "Bruce," she had cleaned him from head to toe with