For the first time, Harry knew that Black was his father's best friend.

Until then, neither Dumbledore, Hagrid, Mr. Weasley, Cornelius Fudge, nor anyone else had told him that his parents had been betrayed to death by their best friend, and that it was Blake who had betrayed his parents to Voldemort!

Harry felt an outrageous anger that his parents would probably not believe until they died that their best friend had betrayed them.

He tried to imagine what it would be like to die if one of the three of Aven, Ron, or Hermione betrayed himself to Voldemort.

Heartbroken, did his father feel the same way before he died?

All afternoon, Harry sat in his empty bedroom. He retrieved the album that Hagrid had given him two years earlier, and it was full of magical photos of his parents. He sat down on the bed, pulled the curtains around the bed, and began to flip through the pages of the album until

He stopped at the photo of his parents on their wedding day, his dad waving to him, smiling all over his face, his messy black hair, inherited by Harry, standing on end in all directions. There is also a mother in the photo, with a face full of happiness, standing side by side with his father arm in arm, and the person.

It had to be him, their best man, Harry had never thought of him before.

If he didn't know it was the same person, he would never have guessed that the man in this old photograph was Blake, and his face was not sunken and sallow, but handsome, smiling.

Harry couldn't help but wonder if he was already in Voldemort's service when this picture was taken, was he already planning to kill the two people around him, did he know that he was going to face twelve years in Azkaban, and that it would make him unrecognizable?

But the Dementors had no effect on him, and Harry struggled to remember the handsome smiling face in the photo.

Then, he flipped back the album, and he saw a photo of his father when he graduated, and the photo showed a group photo of four people.

In addition to his father, Professor Lupin when he was a student, and Blake, who was still smiling on his face, there was a short, chubby, and cowardly boy hiding behind the three of them, who looked a little like Neville Longbottom.

He was supposed to be Peter Pettigrew, the wizard who was killed by Black.

Professor Lupin tells him that after his father's death, Peter Pettigrew is the only one who seeks out Blake to avenge his parents, but he is no match for Blake, and he pays with his life, and Blake kills his own parents after killing him.

"Dirty, smelly traitor!" Harry clenched his fists.

There was a hatred that he had never known before, and it was like poison.

He saw Blake laughing at him through the darkness, as if someone had taken the picture from the album and pasted it in front of him.

He watched, as if someone was showing him a movie, Sirius Black was blowing Peter Pettigrew to pieces. He seemed to hear someone whispering excitedly, "It's done, master!" The Potters had made me their secret man!

It was the sound in his head that the Dementor would hear when he approached, Voldemort's laughter!

Harry knew what he wanted to do, he was going to Sirius Black, he was going to get revenge on his parents and Peter Pettigrew.

Although Professor Lupin repeatedly told him not to look for Blake, he agreed.

But the thought of Blake sitting here doing nothing with impunity almost made him unbearable.

Harry made up his mind, and at that moment, he suddenly heard a cacophony coming from the foyer outside the Great Hall, and in a few moments someone ran in with a pale face.

They were all students who had just returned from Hogsmeade, and they were all dusty, completely devoid of the joy they had when they had returned from Hogsmeade, and the expressions on their faces looked as if something terrible had happened there.

Harry's heart slammed into the air, could it be Sirius Black showing up in Hogsmeade?!

He saw Neville running past him in a panic, with a large crooked scarf around his neck, and a few bags of Duke Honey's candy in his hand, and he didn't even have time to take off the cloak on his body, and he hurriedly grabbed the other party.

"What happened?" asked Harry eagerly.

"It's a werewolf!" Neville said with a shaky breath, "there's a werewolf in Hogsmeade, and it's attacked Evan and Hermione. ”

"What?!" Harry's newly suspended heart quickly sank again, and Evan and Hermione actually met the werewolf, and he couldn't imagine what was going to happen next.

"How are they?" Harry looked at Neville tightly, "Nothing is going to happen to the two of them, is it?"

"I don't know, Harry!" Neville was about to catch his breath, "I was in the foyer and saw the professors running with the two of them to the hospital hospital, Hermione was crying all the time, but she looked fine, but Evan had fainted in Hagrid's arms, his robes covered in blood. ”

Hearing Neville's words, Harry felt a chill all over his body.

He didn't have time to think about Blake now, he was going to see Evan at the school hospital.

Although Evan is very powerful, it is impossible for a young underage wizard to defeat the werewolf, and I hope he will not be injured too badly.

Harry had barely stood up when he saw Hagrid's massive figure burst into the Great Hall.

Hagrid's face was filled with tears, and Harry had never seen Hagrid so miserable and frightened, except the last time he had received a letter from the Committee for the Disposal of Dangerous Creatures that Buckbeak, the Hippogriff, might be put to death.

He shouted Hagrid's name and wanted to rush over to ask Hagrid about Evan and Hermione, but no, the whole hall was in chaos, and everyone was talking loudly about the werewolves' presence in Hogsmeade.

Hagrid rushed to the professorship, and he said something to Dumbledore.

Dumbledore hurriedly got up and walked out of the teacher's seat, and everyone turned to look at him, hoping that Dumbledore would explain a few words so that everyone could understand more about the current situation.

But he didn't, Dumbledore just whispered a few words to Percy as he passed by, and then hurried out of the Great Hall with Hagrid, apparently heading to the school hospital.

"Quiet, keep quiet!" As soon as Dumbledore and Hagrid disappeared, Percy immediately shouted, "I'm the president of the boys' student council, I can guarantee everyone's safety, trust me, no monster can break into Hogwarts Castle." ”

No one listened to him at all, and the mess continued.

Everyone suddenly realized that there was not a single teacher in the auditorium tonight, the headmaster had just gone out with Hagrid, Professor Sprout had rushed back early yesterday because of something at home, and Professor McGonagall, Professor Flitwick, Snape, and Professor Lupin were all gone, as if they had made an appointment in advance, and they all disappeared.

There were no teachers to maintain order, and the noisy chatter in the auditorium was a hundred times louder than usual, and Percy couldn't control the scene at all.

But a few minutes later, something happened that immediately quieted everyone down, and everyone fell silent.