There was still an hour before dawn, but after getting away from the city, I looked up at the sky from the wilderness and could see the Milky Way of countless shining stars.

The bonfires crackled and the warm light of the fire dispersed the snow, and the roasted was a roasted Ryam cow weighing about three to five hundred kilograms, a magical creature found in North America and the Far East that is hard to see in England, and they have a fur as brilliant as gold, and drinking their blood will make people stronger, and it is a good thing to nourish the flesh.

However, this one is still a little far from adulthood, but the calf calf that is two or three months old has not been completely weaned, but this is also the period when the meat is the most tender, and there are many good things in the Magic Congress, since he has chosen to be a robber, then of course he must take it generously.

Maybe it was the aroma of barbecue, maybe it was the warmth of the firelight, a man who had been thrown on the sleeping mat slowly woke up, he opened his misty eyes, and saw the black-robed man sitting by the fire flipping the grill.

"Dead !!"

The boning knife inserted in the wooden mound on the side was grabbed by Sirius, and with an astonishing burst of power, he instantly pounced in front of the black-robed man, the sharp blade refracted the orange-yellow flames, and the cold glow seemed to be stained with the boiling blood in his body.

"You're far from Godfather Snape."

A large hand pressed directly on top of Sirius's head, Harry, who was more than 1.9 meters tall, was not comparable to Sirius in his early 1.8 meters in terms of arm span, and the boning knife was flicked by Harry's fingers, and the broken blade grazed Sirius's cheek and flew into the dark wilderness behind him.

"Maybe you should calm down and have a hot cup of tea?"

Harry gestured to the small fire next to the grill, on which was a small kettle, and the boiling hot tea soup was pouring inside.

But when Harry looked sideways at Sirius, the man's hand holding the knife suddenly lost its strength, and he looked into Harry's eyes in disbelief, the familiar clear turquoise eyes that he would never forget even after a decade.

"Harry?"

Sirius asked, somewhat uncertainly, cautiously.

"Of course, if you want me to turn into Voldemort and scare you, that's not impossible."

A bottle of potion shook in front of Sirius, a viscous sensation unique to the polyjuice potion.

Sirius's potions science was not bad, and after a brief moment of stunnedness, the expression on his face suddenly became complicated, with relief, fear, excitement and guilt, and it was difficult to count.

"What, don't believe me?" After making sure that the beef was roasted, Harry unceremoniously tore off a leg of beef and sat down on a chair to eat it heavily, and he said vaguely, "When I go back to England later, Professor Dumbledore will tell you, at least you will believe him, won't you?" ”

"I'm not, I" seemed to be a little lacking in memory, Sirius's brain was stuffed with too much information at once, and he didn't know how to speak at the moment.

"I believe in you." After a moment of stuttering, Sirius spoke in a deep voice, "I'm sure these eyes won't deceive. ”

"You're not careful, then."

The black-robed man who was gnawing on the leg of a cow spat out words in an ominous dark tone, "Didn't anyone tell you not to trust strangers easily when you go out?" ”

The latter half of the sentence sounded from behind Sirius, and the voice with a cold aura blew a cold wind that sent chills down the back of the neck.

"Congratulations, you're dead again, and you've been tricked to death."

A hard object against the back of his heart, no doubt, it was the muzzle of the gun.

A drop of cold sweat ran across Sirius's forehead, and the sudden backlash stiffened his body.

"Just kidding."

The hard object in the back of the heart disappeared, and the black-robed man gnawing on the calf returned to his original position again, as if the scene had never happened at all, but the vest soaked in cold sweat was telling Sirius that none of this was a dazzling illusion.

"But don't trust strangers when you're out and about, we should be meeting for the first time, Sirius."

"Officially introduce."

The calf, which weighed at least thirty or forty kilograms, had been swallowed by gluttonous mouths, even the bones had been chewed, and the only remaining hooves were thrown into the bonfire and burned with a crackling sound.

"Harry Potter, a second-year Hogwarts student who is like a fake, is twelve years old, and he is so violent that he can kill Voldemort with a single punch."

Standing up, Harry was almost a head taller than Sirius, and the pressure of his majestic physique was not ordinary.

Sirius shook Harry's hand a little dumbfoundedly, and swallowed silently.

"Well, it's the first time we've met anyway, and it's normal to have no topic to talk about, or why don't you tell me why you're here, maybe it can ease the embarrassment?"

Hearing Harry say this, Sirius's conversation box opened, as for whether to believe him or not, Harry really didn't matter so much when facing someone who could easily kill him at any time, after all, there was no way to resist, right?

Sirius also had a little trust in his instincts, and those eyes were exactly the same as Lily's, and there was no second pair in the world.

"I actually"

He began his own story, Sirius came here for a simple purpose, he had always wanted to prepare a gift for Harry, a gift that he felt could make up for a small debt, he knew very well what the death of James and Lily was, this matter had a deep relationship with him, if it wasn't for his mistaken belief and handed over the task of keeping secrets to Peter Pettigrew, then it is likely that the tragedy of that year would not have happened.

He knew that Harry liked Quidditch, and Dumbledore told him that Harry had a high level of success in Quidditch, and even formed a Quidditch team (Sirius thought of it as a team), bought a professional team, and was ready to take his men through the European Championship and get a ticket to the World Cup.

"The light wheel company didn't agree to my acquisition, so I came here, the North American Jericho Missile Company is also a very famous new rocket company, I plan to buy the Jericho and give it to you, but I didn't expect it."

After that, he was involved in this maelstrom because of curiosity, it was really unlucky, he was not sacrificed for decades, and normal people really wouldn't encounter this kind of thing.

After listening to Sirius's story, Harry stared at his godfather with meaningful eyes, and to be honest, he was really shocked by the gift Sirius had planned.

"Buy the next rocket company?"

"Don't you like it? I mean me."

"No, no, no, I didn't mean that, godfather." Harry is probably a dog, one second he was Sirius, and the next second he was shouting to the godfather, "I'm just curious, how much it costs to buy a rocket company." ”

"It's not expensive at all." Sirius smiled when he heard that Harry didn't dislike the gift, "For twenty-three million Galleons, you can buy forty percent of the shares, which is quite cheap." ”

"Ah, yes, it's cheap"

The corners of Harry's mouth twitched slightly, he understood what was the biggest landowner in England, the Black family, and it was terrifying.

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Chapter 188 has been harmonized, I have submitted a revision, and if it is not released tomorrow, I will ask the editor

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