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Chapter 334 Price
"So, you are my father's best brother, my godfather, and the pure-blood wizard of the Black family, Sirius Black, who was falsely imprisoned in Azkaban?"

Sirius just stared at Harry's face and uttered a muffled "hmm".

"Mr. Snape, why doesn't Mr. Black speak?" Harry asked in confusion: "I heard you say that my father is a very extroverted person, and Mr. Black is the same, even more so."

"..." Snape couldn't answer.

Unlike the Sirius before who wanted to bite anyone he caught, now he is like a well-trained and obedient dog.

"Similar, so similar." Sirius finally spoke, the nostalgia in his tone was as thick as the haze that blocked the sunlight, making people feel as if their breathing was suppressed.

However, this repression was soon broken by himself.

Sirius walked up to Harry with excitement on his face and put his hands on Harry's shoulders, "Your eyes are like Lily, and your hair and face shape are like James."

"And you have such a strong physique!" He patted Harry's arm hard, making a dull "bang bang" sound.

Harry was the same height as an adult, Sirius was not even as tall as him.

"You're only 11, Harry! You'll definitely be bigger and stronger than James!"

Harry smiled, he could feel Sirius' sincerity.

Although somewhat uncomfortable with his enthusiasm, Harry chose not to distance himself from his godfather.

"Would you like to sit down and have something, coffee or tea?"

"Anything is fine. I can drink anything."

Snape's mouth twitched.

The last time I saw Sirius so calm...

Well, he had never seen Sirius like this.

"Then I'll make you a cup of tea." Harry shook his index finger and the tea set started to work automatically.

After a while, the fragrant tea was placed in front of Sirius.

"Excellent kitchen magic." Sirius praised, took a sip of tea, and said, "It's delicious. I've never tasted such delicious tea."

Snape glanced at Sirius and took another sip of his tea.

The taste is pretty average, not as good as the curled bat wing cocktail.

Haha, the taste of the so-called pure-blooded aristocrats is just like this.

Harry took a sip.

The quality of the tea is average, but with support from others, it tastes better when you drink it yourself.

"Harry." Sirius suddenly became serious.

"I am your godfather, and your father hopes that I can help him take care of you."

Sirius looked at the Death Eater in the glass dish, frowning, "Magic can affect the soul, Harry."

"I don't want to interfere with your freedom too much, but the resurrection magic you are performing now is too dangerous."

As if in response to Sirius' words, the Death Eater in the glass dish suddenly became manic.

"I understand." Harry slowly put down the teacup and said, "Resurrection magic brings the caster too close to the underworld, which has a greater impact on the soul."

"That's what Mr. Snape taught me."

“So, when I was studying it, I was always careful to adjust and not go too deep into it at once.”

"So far, I don't feel like I'm experiencing any mental problems."

Sirius smiled with relief, and then said: "Exploratory and rational, Harry."

"You combine all the best qualities of James and Lily."

"I really want to tell them in person how great you are."

He selectively ignored the role played by Snape and only saw Harry's own credit.

"Harry, the Black family's residence has many magical books that are not available in the wizarding world. Would you like to go with me to take a look?"

"That's your home, too." Sirius looked at Harry expectantly.

Harry looked at Sirius, shook his head slightly, and said, "Uncle Black."

"I'm sorry, I can't bring myself to call you godfather yet."

Sirius' eyes dimmed slightly, then he smiled and said, "It doesn't matter, you can call me anything."

"Besides, uncle seems much closer than sir."

After saying this, he glanced at Snape intentionally or unintentionally, and then continued to drink his tea as if nothing had happened, as if he had no intention of showing off.

Snape smiled indifferently, waved his wand, and a thick magic book full of traces of time gently fell in front of Sirius.

"Uncle Black, I can feel your love for me from the bottom of your heart." Harry's eyes fell on the magic book, "Do you know?"

"Here, whenever Mr. Snape casts the resurrection magic, I can always feel gentle eyes looking at me in the mist of the underworld."

"It's my father and mother, Uncle Black."

"Although I can't perform resurrection magic myself, I look forward to Mr. Snape performing a spell every day." "I want to be here, Uncle Black."

"Harry..." Sirius pursed his lips and his eyes wandered to the magic book in front of him.

Sometimes he felt like the luckiest bastard.

He stood in the middle, having the friendship of James and Lily, and also the family affection of Harry.

However, he made it impossible for people on both sides to get the love of each other.

It was his fault that James, Lily and Harry were separated.

It was also Harry's fault that he didn't want to go to the Blacks'.

It was all his fault, so he had to do something.

Sirius thought so.

"Is this the book that records the magic of resurrection?" Sirius asked, placing his hand on the black, wordless cover of the magic book.

call--

The wind from somewhere blew the strands of hair on his forehead apart. In a trance, Sirius seemed to see James and Lily hugging each other in the wedding hall.

He was the best man and smiled even happier than the groom.

"It's a very strange magic, isn't it?" Snape came to Sirius at some point. He and Sirius faced the same direction, their eyes were stunned.

"I knew you could see a different scene from me." Snape's eyes were filled with tears. "Lily was so happy at that time."

Sirius suddenly came back to his senses. He stared at his hand pressing on the book, then looked ahead, but there was nothing there.

He quickly withdrew his hand and looked at the magic book with some caution.

Books that record powerful magic often have incredible magical powers.

Sirius turned his head to look at Snape, and was about to ask him why he showed Harry such a dangerous book, but he found that the Snape in front of him was completely different from before.

Snape's face was pale, with blood-red eye shadow at the corners of his eyes.

His eyes were dark and deep, like an unfathomable abyss.

"Snape, what happened to you!?"

Sirius drew out his wand and pointed it at Snape. He glanced at Harry out of the corner of his eye. He was relieved to see that Harry looked completely normal.

"As Harry said, too much spellcasting has greatly affected my soul."

Snape explained with a relaxed look.

Sirius's face became solemn. He clearly saw Snape showing four sharp fangs when he spoke!
"I look like a vampire, don't I?" Snape raised his hands to show that he was not aggressive.

“Only those who have touched this book can see what I look like now.”

"Mr. Black, I have used magic too many times for my experiments. Although I have transferred the life force of others, it is not without cost."

Snape pointed to his eyes and mouth and continued, "Beyond that, I feel like I'm becoming paranoid and indifferent."

"The strength of the black magic has increased, and I have also automatically comprehended the blood magic, a branch of the black magic."

Sirius narrowed his eyes and pointed his wand from Snape's chest to his heart. "Did you teach Harry the Dark Arts?"

"Honestly, Snape."

Snape raised the corner of his mouth and looked at Sirius as if he was a fool. "Mr. Black, you don't think I found this magic book by myself, do you?"

"Also, I have good news for you."

"Harry knows more magic than Dumbledore and I combined."

Sirius' pupils shrank slightly and he turned to look at Harry.

Harry looked at him too.

Sirius suddenly felt that there was something different between Harry's eyes and Lily's.

Lily's is like calm lake water, clear and full of vitality.

Harry's was like flying in the sky and looking down at the forest, mysterious and full of unknowns.

"You are right, Mr. Black. Harry's attainments in the Dark Arts are superior to mine."

"The Resurrection Stone was originally one of the You-Know-Who's Horcruxes. Harry took it from You-Know-Who himself."

"He also dispatched Death Eaters with the Killing Curse."

"He also gave me the resurrection magic."

Snape said one thing after another, and Sirius didn't want to believe that these were true. He looked at Harry, trying to hear a negative voice.

However, Sirius only saw Harry nod slightly.

Sirius, who still held on to a glimmer of hope, was struck by a blow like a Dementor's kiss.

His eyes went dark and he collapsed to the ground powerlessly, "No, this is not true."

(End of this chapter)