"Yes." Hagrid scratched his head as he watched Harry's intense reaction. "Didn't I tell you?"
"You didn't," Hermione helpfully reminded him from beside them.
"Well, hahaha." Hagrid gave a few awkward laughs.
"Hagrid, is Sirius my godfather?" Harry asked again, his face full of hope, as though he could hardly believe it.
"Yes. Right after you were born, your dad asked Black to be your godfather." Hagrid nodded firmly.
"My godfather... my godfather..." Harry murmured, and suddenly tears glistened at the corners of his eyes.
Su Er understood how Harry felt at that moment, because in Western countries, a godfather was the equivalent of close family. Apart from the lack of blood ties, he was no different from a parent in any other respect, which meant that Harry now had a new relative.
Beyond the Dursleys, who did not like him, he now had a new family member.
The impact this had on him was undoubtedly enormous.
"Then... when will he come to see me?" Harry suddenly asked after standing in a daze for a long while.
"I don't know either, Harry." Hagrid shook his head. "Pettigrew framed him, and he spent over a decade in Azkaban. Harry, he'll certainly need some time to sort out everything that's changed over those years."
"I think he must be desperate to come and see you right now. He's just tied up for the moment."
Harry nodded. He was not sad or anything of the sort. There was certainly disappointment, but more than anything, he was looking forward to the day they met.
He had never met Black and did not know what sort of person his godfather was. How would he react when he saw Harry? Would he be disappointed because Harry did not live up to his expectations?
For a moment,