Chapter 232 The Loyalty Curse and the Secret Keeper’s Betrayal
At the door of the bar, three broomsticks connected end to end to form a triangle were hung, and a large oil lamp hung from the tip of the triangle.
The inside of the bar is much more spacious and brighter than the Pig Head Bar.
The bottom of the wall, within one meter of height, is covered with brown wooden boards. The floor is clean and tidy, with velvet sofas, spray-painted oak tables and chairs, neatly arranged.
On both sides of the passage between the door and the bar, there are large oak columns with fan-shaped red silk hanging on them.
Behind the bar, stood the shopkeeper with good looks and a graceful figure - Ms. Rosmerta!
A few people ordered four cups of hot chocolate and some nut pastries, then took their things and walked to the right side of the bar, choosing an empty table next to the fireplace and sitting down.
On the other side of the table, there is a beautiful and lush Christmas tree. It is so lush that when you stand on the other side of the tree, you cannot see the four people, the table and the chairs.
"Mmm, it tastes delicious!"
Ron praised with brown foam on his lips.
Luo Bin took a sip, and the silky hot chocolate flowed to every inch of his body like an automatic warm current, making him feel extremely comfortable.
When the chill was gone and I wanted to have some more nuts, four voices suddenly sounded from the other side of the Christmas tree.
"A small glass of violet water."
The voice was cold, with an undertone of seriousness.
"Four pints of mead."
His voice was hoarse and his breathing was heavy.
"A tall soda with ice and cherry syrup."
The voice screamed and the tone of voice was weird.
"A bottle of red vinegar rum."
The voice was low and slightly teasing.
Several people guessed that the first three speakers were McGonagall, Hagrid and Flitwick, but they really didn't recognize the fourth one.
Just when he was wondering who that person was, the landlady gave the answer, "Professors and ministers, please find a seat and sit down first. I'll bring it to you after I've set it up."
The Minister, Minister for Magic, is Cornelius Fudge! !
"Dear Rosmerta, I'm so happy to see you again. You can also order one and taste it with us. It's my treat."
"Okay, thank you very much, Minister."
Ta da~
The footsteps were getting closer and closer to the Christmas tree. A hand pressed down on Luo Bin's head and pushed him under the table.
Harry, who was squatting next to him and clutching peanuts, looked dazed. Apparently, Harry had also been pushed under the table.
The two of them were close to the ground, looking towards the opposite side through the 15cm gap between the Christmas tree leaves and the floor.
Stab~
On the other side of the tree, four oak chairs retreated from the wooden table.
Alas~
After the four of them took their seats, Flitwick let out a sigh.
Ta da~
A pair of turquoise high heels walked to the wooden table.
Then there was the sound of bottles and wine glasses being put down.
Then, the owner of the high heels sat next to Fudge.
(McGonagall wears women's shoes, Hagrid has big feet, and Flitwick is sitting on a chair, and his feet cannot reach the ground.)
"Honey, how is business?" Fudge asked.
"If the dementors hadn't been raiding the bar every day, the business in the store would have been very good."
Rosmerta was angry. After all, for bars, the most profitable time was at night.
"Uh, sorry, there's a murderer on the loose, this is a necessary precaution."
"Sirius Black, in Hogsmeade?"
"When it comes to Black, I still can't believe that he would join the Dark Lord's forces."
"I still remember what he was like when he was a student at Hogwarts. He was brave, righteous, sincere, kind, and insanely crazy."
"If someone told me at that time that he would become a murderer who killed more than a dozen people, I would definitely think that person's brain was caught in the door."
Rosmerta lamented.
"My dear, Blake is worse than you know. Not many people know what the worst thing he has ever done is!"
The green high-heeled shoe crossed his legs and asked with interest: "The worst? Worse than creating an explosion on the street and killing a dozen Muggles?"
"certainly!"
"I don't believe it!"
"Rosmerta, do you still remember who was Blake's best friend when he was in school?" McGonagall said softly.
"certainly."
"They were inseparable. When they talked, it was like they were playing a double act. They were both smarter and more capable of causing trouble than Fred and George. They caused headaches for all the professors in the school."
"At that time, many people believed that Black and James were fraternal twin brothers."
Xiaoxiao~
The peanuts slipped out of Harry's palm, and Robin, with quick eyes and quick hands, reached out and let them fall into his palm.
Robin put his index finger to his lips and pointed to his ears, indicating that he should be quiet and listen carefully. After Harry took several deep breaths, he nodded slowly.
"My dear, this kind of friendship that is not brothers, but is better than real brothers, continues after graduation."
"When James and Lily got married, they invited Blake to be the best man, and later, they even made him Harry's godfather."
"Of course, Harry still doesn't know about his relationship with Black, otherwise he will be tortured."
"Minister, what do you mean by 'something worse than killing innocent people'?" Rosmerta asked suspiciously.
"Of course not, this is just a brief introduction."
Creak~
Fudge's fat feet swayed uneasily, and the oak chair he sat on creaked, as if he was looking around to see if anyone was eavesdropping.
After a while, the fat feet stopped shaking, and subtle voices came from the other side of the tree.
"Back then, when Dumbledore led a group of wizards to fight against the forces of the Dark Lord, he learned from a capable spy that 'that man' knew about the savior prophecy and was planning to hunt down the Potter family."
"Dumbledore suggested that the Potters take their children and hide. Of course, it would be difficult to hide away from 'that person's eyes, but Dumbledore came up with a brilliant idea for them. "
"What method?"
Rosmerta put down her glass and lowered her voice a few degrees.
"Professor Flitwick, tell me, you are better at this."
"Dumbledore suggested they use the Fidelity Charm, an extremely complex spell."
Flitwick cleared his throat and continued to explain in a sharp voice: "This kind of spell can hide a secret in the soul of a living person, that is, the heart of the keeper of the secret."
"As long as the secret keeper doesn't leak the secret, 'that man' and his followers will turn Godric's Hollow upside down. Even if they are separated from James and the others by a transparent glass window, they will not be able to detect it. The special family.”
McGonagall sighed and took over the words, "Back then, after James learned about the existence of the Loyalty Curse, he asked Black to be the secret keeper."
"My husband suggested that he be the secret keeper, because after several rounds of fighting against the Dark Lord's forces, my husband discovered that there was a traitor in the team, and he kept revealing our whereabouts and plans to 'that person'."
"Moreover, sir, I have concluded that the betrayer is among a few people close to the Potters."
"However, James insisted on using Black as the secret keeper. Then, less than a week after the Fidelity Charm was cast, 'that man' sneaked into Godric's Hollow and killed him."
"Despicable, dirty, traitor!"
The voice was thick and loud, it was an angry Hagrid!
