Chapter 470 Sorry, Harry
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He Dian Bai Kai Shui
After Sirius comes back this time, it looks like he won't be leaving anytime soon.
Harry disappeared after class every day. No need to guess, Harry must have secretly gone to find Sirius.
Ron's story gradually lost its appeal, and Harry was always missing. He had to spend every day with his little girlfriend.
One evening, Soul was about to go to the library with Hermione to make up for homework. Harry made a rare appearance and found him with a troubled expression.
"The Marauder's Map..." Harry looked around and lowered his voice, "You must have never imagined who I saw on the Marauder's Map?"
Soul raised his eyebrows, and sure enough, Harry found something was wrong.
But there was confusion on his face, "Who?"
Hermione was also holding the book and looking at Harry curiously.
"Bar...Barty Crouch..." Harry swallowed, showing a look of fear, "Remember what Sirius said? Barty Crouch has died in Azka class."
Before Soul could respond, Hermione spoke up.
"Did you read it wrong?"
"No, absolutely not." Harry shook his head, "I read it several times. It's the name Barty Crouch. He flashed past the door of Snape's office."
"It's so interesting. A dead person suddenly appeared in Hogwarts Castle." Sule raised his hand and touched his chin, "Have you told Sirius about this discovery?"
"Not yet." Harry hesitated, "I'm still thinking about whether to tell him."
Soul thought for a while. If he told Sirius about this, it might bring unpredictable changes to the original plot development. Sirius is a born Gryffindor, impulsive and reckless, even after ten years in prison. He may have changed a lot in his career and become more stable.
But Soul didn't dare to bet on whether Sirius could maintain enough sanity when it came to Harry.
The Barty Crouch that Harry discovered was actually Barty Jr., and Old Bee knew that Moody was not Moody.
He was obviously taking advantage of the situation.
Soul hesitated before making a decision and looked at Hermione apologetically.
"The Marauder's Map is a wonderful product of magical alchemy, but after decades, there may be changes, and errors are possible. However, I still accompany you to find Sirius, right? You know Where does Sirius live now, right?"
"You go with Harry, we have to figure this out. I still think you got it wrong, Harry, or there's something wrong with the map." Hermione was very reasonable.
Soul nodded and followed Harry downstairs.
At this time, the sky outside the castle was very beautiful. Most of it was covered in dark blue. Only the red sunset glow remained on the hillside, illuminating the clouds beautifully.
Neither Harry nor Soul had any intention of stopping to admire the scenery. They quickly passed by three huge greenhouses, avoiding the little wizards who were walking on the grounds after dinner. They walked around in a circle and walked unobtrusively in the direction of the Whomping Willow. Go.
Soul turned around and looked around. There was indeed no one there. When Harry wasn't paying attention, he quietly slowed down and pointed his wand at Harry's back.
I thought silently in my mind, "Collapse!"
There was a flash of red light, and Harry fell forward defenselessly.
Soul waved his wand again, and the magic of the levitating spell dragged Harry's body and slowly lowered him flat.
"Sorry, Harry." Soul apologized silently, and decided to hide it from Harry for a while.
It's best to forget this memory for the time being.
Soul pointed his wand at Harry's forehead.
"Forget it all!"
"Legislasia!"
The Forgetting Curse and the Retrieval Curse, when combined, can manipulate a wizard's memory.
Soul's eyes flashed brightly, and he quickly looked through Harry's memories, ignoring some things he shouldn't have seen, and quietly deleted Harry's memory of seeing Barty Crouch on the Marauder's Map, and modified him to come to him. And Hermione's memory.
At the same time, Soul stretched out his hand to fumble around Harry's body and put a roll of parchment in his pocket.
All of this only took a minute, and everything was ready. Sur breathed out gently, pointed the wand above his head, and softly recited the magic spell.
The cold magic power poured down from the top of his head, erasing Sur's figure from the air like an eraser.
"Recover quickly!" A flash of ice-blue magic power flashed.
Harry opened his eyes the next moment and subconsciously got up from the ground. He stayed there for a while, then remembered the purpose of his trip, scratched his head in confusion, and left in a hurry.
When Harry's figure disappeared from sight, Soul reappeared. Looking at the Whomping Willow swaying in the wind in the distance, he suddenly stiffened, shook his head, turned and walked towards the castle.
He needed to inform Dumbledore about this matter.
On the eighth floor, in the principal's office, Su'er was already an old acquaintance. The gargoyle made way for Su'er to walk in with a bang.
Dumbledore was sitting at the small coffee table. There was a plate of preserves on the coffee table, and Dumbledore was pouring sugar into the teacup. At the same time, he had a thick uncovered book in his hand.
"You haven't been to my place for a long time." Dumbledore said with a smile, "Why don't you go to accompany your little girlfriend, but instead you think of me, a bad old man?"
Soul sat down on the sofa opposite Dumbledore in a familiar manner. He rolled his eyes secretly and did not say anything. Instead, he took out the Marauder's Map from his pocket and placed it next to the plate of preserves. He reached out and twisted a piece and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Harry discovered Barty Crouch on the Marauder's Map, and I heard that Barty Crouch has died in Azkaban."
Dumbledore's movement of stirring the teacup paused for a moment, then started to stir again, with a flash of regret on his face.
"Barty Crouch has indeed passed away due to illness in Azkaban. This is really regrettable news. He once spared no effort in fighting Voldemort."
"I cast the Oblivion Curse on Harry," Soul continued, "because I was worried that if Harry told Sirius about this, Sirius would do something irrational. I heard that he was studying in the castle. Period, very... Gryffindor.”
"That's true." Dumbledore picked up the tea cup and took a sip, squinting his eyes with satisfaction. "When it comes to people close to them, people will make some mistakes in their judgment."
"You don't blame me for treating Harry..."
Dumbledore put down the tea cup, picked up a candied fruit and put it into his mouth. He sipped it carefully, feeling the sweetness spreading in his mouth and reaching his brain to provide an emotion called pleasure. Then he said,
"From what I know about him, hiding it from him is indeed the right choice. There is nothing wrong with your behavior, and I certainly won't blame you."
"I even want to thank you, because judging from the information I got, maintaining the status quo is the best solution at the moment, but I have a task for you, Suer."
"Of course, it depends on you. This mission is quite dangerous."
Harry disappeared after class every day. No need to guess, Harry must have secretly gone to find Sirius.
Ron's story gradually lost its appeal, and Harry was always missing. He had to spend every day with his little girlfriend.
One evening, Soul was about to go to the library with Hermione to make up for homework. Harry made a rare appearance and found him with a troubled expression.
"The Marauder's Map..." Harry looked around and lowered his voice, "You must have never imagined who I saw on the Marauder's Map?"
Soul raised his eyebrows, and sure enough, Harry found something was wrong.
But there was confusion on his face, "Who?"
Hermione was also holding the book and looking at Harry curiously.
"Bar...Barty Crouch..." Harry swallowed, showing a look of fear, "Remember what Sirius said? Barty Crouch has died in Azka class."
Before Soul could respond, Hermione spoke up.
"Did you read it wrong?"
"No, absolutely not." Harry shook his head, "I read it several times. It's the name Barty Crouch. He flashed past the door of Snape's office."
"It's so interesting. A dead person suddenly appeared in Hogwarts Castle." Sule raised his hand and touched his chin, "Have you told Sirius about this discovery?"
"Not yet." Harry hesitated, "I'm still thinking about whether to tell him."
Soul thought for a while. If he told Sirius about this, it might bring unpredictable changes to the original plot development. Sirius is a born Gryffindor, impulsive and reckless, even after ten years in prison. He may have changed a lot in his career and become more stable.
But Soul didn't dare to bet on whether Sirius could maintain enough sanity when it came to Harry.
The Barty Crouch that Harry discovered was actually Barty Jr., and Old Bee knew that Moody was not Moody.
He was obviously taking advantage of the situation.
Soul hesitated before making a decision and looked at Hermione apologetically.
"The Marauder's Map is a wonderful product of magical alchemy, but after decades, there may be changes, and errors are possible. However, I still accompany you to find Sirius, right? You know Where does Sirius live now, right?"
"You go with Harry, we have to figure this out. I still think you got it wrong, Harry, or there's something wrong with the map." Hermione was very reasonable.
Soul nodded and followed Harry downstairs.
At this time, the sky outside the castle was very beautiful. Most of it was covered in dark blue. Only the red sunset glow remained on the hillside, illuminating the clouds beautifully.
Neither Harry nor Soul had any intention of stopping to admire the scenery. They quickly passed by three huge greenhouses, avoiding the little wizards who were walking on the grounds after dinner. They walked around in a circle and walked unobtrusively in the direction of the Whomping Willow. Go.
Soul turned around and looked around. There was indeed no one there. When Harry wasn't paying attention, he quietly slowed down and pointed his wand at Harry's back.
I thought silently in my mind, "Collapse!"
There was a flash of red light, and Harry fell forward defenselessly.
Soul waved his wand again, and the magic of the levitating spell dragged Harry's body and slowly lowered him flat.
"Sorry, Harry." Soul apologized silently, and decided to hide it from Harry for a while.
It's best to forget this memory for the time being.
Soul pointed his wand at Harry's forehead.
"Forget it all!"
"Legislasia!"
The Forgetting Curse and the Retrieval Curse, when combined, can manipulate a wizard's memory.
Soul's eyes flashed brightly, and he quickly looked through Harry's memories, ignoring some things he shouldn't have seen, and quietly deleted Harry's memory of seeing Barty Crouch on the Marauder's Map, and modified him to come to him. And Hermione's memory.
At the same time, Soul stretched out his hand to fumble around Harry's body and put a roll of parchment in his pocket.
All of this only took a minute, and everything was ready. Sur breathed out gently, pointed the wand above his head, and softly recited the magic spell.
The cold magic power poured down from the top of his head, erasing Sur's figure from the air like an eraser.
"Recover quickly!" A flash of ice-blue magic power flashed.
Harry opened his eyes the next moment and subconsciously got up from the ground. He stayed there for a while, then remembered the purpose of his trip, scratched his head in confusion, and left in a hurry.
When Harry's figure disappeared from sight, Soul reappeared. Looking at the Whomping Willow swaying in the wind in the distance, he suddenly stiffened, shook his head, turned and walked towards the castle.
He needed to inform Dumbledore about this matter.
On the eighth floor, in the principal's office, Su'er was already an old acquaintance. The gargoyle made way for Su'er to walk in with a bang.
Dumbledore was sitting at the small coffee table. There was a plate of preserves on the coffee table, and Dumbledore was pouring sugar into the teacup. At the same time, he had a thick uncovered book in his hand.
"You haven't been to my place for a long time." Dumbledore said with a smile, "Why don't you go to accompany your little girlfriend, but instead you think of me, a bad old man?"
Soul sat down on the sofa opposite Dumbledore in a familiar manner. He rolled his eyes secretly and did not say anything. Instead, he took out the Marauder's Map from his pocket and placed it next to the plate of preserves. He reached out and twisted a piece and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Harry discovered Barty Crouch on the Marauder's Map, and I heard that Barty Crouch has died in Azkaban."
Dumbledore's movement of stirring the teacup paused for a moment, then started to stir again, with a flash of regret on his face.
"Barty Crouch has indeed passed away due to illness in Azkaban. This is really regrettable news. He once spared no effort in fighting Voldemort."
"I cast the Oblivion Curse on Harry," Soul continued, "because I was worried that if Harry told Sirius about this, Sirius would do something irrational. I heard that he was studying in the castle. Period, very... Gryffindor.”
"That's true." Dumbledore picked up the tea cup and took a sip, squinting his eyes with satisfaction. "When it comes to people close to them, people will make some mistakes in their judgment."
"You don't blame me for treating Harry..."
Dumbledore put down the tea cup, picked up a candied fruit and put it into his mouth. He sipped it carefully, feeling the sweetness spreading in his mouth and reaching his brain to provide an emotion called pleasure. Then he said,
"From what I know about him, hiding it from him is indeed the right choice. There is nothing wrong with your behavior, and I certainly won't blame you."
"I even want to thank you, because judging from the information I got, maintaining the status quo is the best solution at the moment, but I have a task for you, Suer."
"Of course, it depends on you. This mission is quite dangerous."
