People in Hogwarts, holding scripts and systems

Chapter 125 Minister for Magic

However, before Sirius could analyze it carefully, the bodyguard in the car behind got out and drove him away.

Sirius, who found Harry, squatted on the side of the road and watched the car with Harry driving away. Seeing that Harry was safe, he felt relieved to complete his plan first. Only when that person died could he and Harry be reunited safely and forever.

He already knew where that person was!

The incident on the road did not affect Harry's good mood. It was because of that collision that Afro and he, who had not seen each other for most of the holiday, became closer.

Otherwise, there always seemed to be something between them. Harry put it down to the fact that they hadn't seen each other for so long.

But Afro knew that it was his fault.

After solving the villain system, Afro had communicated with System 23 once. She decided that after all the tasks were completed, she would not leave. She wanted to stay and stay with her parents and friends.

Perhaps, the troubles that had been lingering in her heart suddenly disappeared. Or perhaps, it was because her mentality had changed. In any case, Afro discovered something unusual about her friend.

She had never noticed these things before, maybe it was really a feeling brought about by her change in mentality.

In short, Afro felt that everything was weird, making her feel a little uncomfortable.

The convoy stopped beside a block in London. Afro took Harry and walked left and right for another four or five minutes, and stopped in front of a dirty and narrow bar.

Harry looked at the familiar bar and wondered why Afro had brought him here.

This is the Leaky Cauldron, where Hagrid brought Harry to Diagon Alley before the start of the first year. It can be said that this is the starting point for Harry to come into contact with the wizarding world.

"I'm sorry Harry, I can't take you back to my house." Afro took a step forward and was about to push open the shop door, but the dusty glass door was pushed open from the inside.

Tom, the hunchbacked owner of the bar, came up to Harry enthusiastically, took his suitcase warmly, and escorted the dazed Harry into the bar.

Harry stepped over the threshold and a cold hand was placed on his shoulder. Harry looked up and saw the Minister of Magic. Even though Afro told him that he would be fine, he still felt a chill when he saw Fudge's face.

"Thank you, Miss Campbell." Fudge slightly increased the strength of his hand on Harry's shoulder, and pushed Harry and Tom, who was holding a lantern, into a narrow corridor. "Do you mind if I talk to Harry alone?"

Fudge was very reluctant to deal with the Campbell family. If Mr. Campbell had not made it clear that he was not interested in any politics, it would be unknown who would be the Minister of Magic today!

"Of course, Minister."

Fudge nodded to Avro, but he still didn't let go of Harry. They followed Tom up the stairs and disappeared at the end of the stairs. A minute later, there was a sound of a door closing and locking on the second floor.

With nothing to do, Afro picked a relatively clean chair in the hall and sat down. He picked up a newspaper that some guest had dropped and started reading.

"Have something to drink." Cedric, who had been waiting for Avro at the Leaky Cauldron, placed the warm milk he had prepared in front of her, and he himself took a glass of foamy drink.

Afro glanced at the chocolate milk in front of her that was used to coax the child, then raised her eyes to the butterbeer in Cedric's hand, pouted her lips and muttered something.

"Why do you drink beer and I drink milk?"

"You're still young, Afu." The voice, neither loud nor soft, was particularly obvious in the silent room, and Cedric couldn't pretend not to hear it.

He laughed hoarsely and teased Afro about her age, but forgot that he was also coveting her.

What Cedric said was true, so Afro couldn't find a reason to refute him. She raised her head and glared at him, trying to scare the boy, but he saw through her.

Instead of scaring him, it made Cedric even happier.

Harry talked timidly with Fudge for a while, but Fudge was actually doing all the talking while Harry's mind wandered and Tom enthusiastically poured him water and gave him food.

Just like a mother when a college student comes home for the holidays, she wants to serve all the delicious food and drinks to her child.

As Afro said, Fudge did not punish or lecture Harry, but also helped him to finish the cleanup work of Aunt Marge.

And so Harry stayed in the Leaky Cauldron.

When he walked down the stairs, he happened to see Afro secretly taking the cup with cream foam when the boy with his back to him was not paying attention, as if he wanted to taste it.

"Aphrodite!"

The sudden sound allowed Cedric to catch the disobedient kitten in time. He took away the cup that Aphrodite had finally gotten, and even looked at her meaningfully.

Afro understood what Cedric meant and smiled, giving up the seat between her and Cedric and letting Harry sit in.

"Hello, Harry."

Harry looked at Cedric who suddenly appeared, and felt a pang of frustration! He didn't really want to pay attention to him, but he didn't want Afro to think he was rude.

"Hello, Senior Diggory."

After the cold greeting, the hall fell into silence again. Harry's eyes fell on the newspaper that Afro had just read. The report at the top said that a prison break had occurred in Azkaban today.

"Did he really kill a dozen people with one spell?" Harry, who was reading the newspaper, pointed out the unreasonableness in it. He had never seen anyone use a spell so powerfully.

Afro snatched the newspaper from Harry's hand and stuffed the chocolate milk she hadn't drunk into his hand instead of the newspaper.

"The newspapers might just be talking nonsense."

The warm cup was placed against the palm of his hand, and the heat flowed from his palm to his limbs, dispelling the coldness in Harry's body. He looked at the picture of Sirius roaring in the newspaper, and his melancholy eyes seemed to be the only vitality in his bloodless face.

His pale complexion made him look a lot like the pictures of vampires Harry had seen in books.

"Harry, what do you think of him?"

Harry looked at Afro in confusion, what did he think of Sirius?

"Should I have any opinion of him?"

Aphrodite realized that she was getting a little anxious. At this time, Harry didn't understand what Sirius had done. Normal people wouldn't have any special thoughts about a wanted criminal.

"nothing."

"Aphrodite, do you know something?"

Afro looked up and met Harry's star-like eyes. She couldn't help but look away guiltily. She lowered her head and twisted her sleeves with her hands.

"Oh, I don't know anything."

Having known Aphrodite for so long, Harry believed that he could read the girl's subtle expressions, such as her tone now. It was obvious that she had something on her mind, but she was unwilling to tell him.

Even Cedric could tell that Aphrodite was hiding something.

Harry thought again of the unusual thing about Avro in the Chamber of Secrets.

Can he really keep her?

(Yogurt's parents went out to buy New Year's goods, and asked: What do you want to eat? Yogurt: Melon seeds, peanuts, sugar oranges, spicy strips, potato chips... When they came back in the evening, Yogurt didn't have any of the things he said. Yogurt: Then why are you asking me? Answer: Eliminate the wrong options... Who can't eat snacks during the New Year, (T＿T))