Chapter 297

The Wedding March (V)

Harry was quite satisfied with his current height.

But he was sorry to find that in this case he could not hide behind people without being discovered--without being discovered by his Godfather.

Sirius greeted the guests as he squeezed through the crowd,

But from time to time his eyes warned Harry not to move.

I've got you. Harry had to stand by and wait for Sirius to come up to him.

A heavy arm was placed on his shoulder, and the man chuckled, "You brat — why do you still want to run away? Do you really think I won't go to Spidertail Alley to stop you? "

Harry could only smile awkwardly. "I didn't want to run... I just wanted to walk around."

Sirius hooked his godson's neck and led him to the middle of the dance floor.

He said cheerfully, "So Harry just wants to move around! That's good, that's good.

I think that girl is good. She's a Gryffindor. Oh, no dance partner yet. "

Haven't you got a partner yet? 'Seeing Harry floundering about in a panic, he turned the other way.

"What about this young man?

He looks sharp and neat.

Look, he's smiling at you! "

He's smiling at me because he's Cedric.

Godfather, with your good eyesight, don't you see that Qiu Zhang beside him is smiling at me too?

Harry managed to get Sirius out of the way of trouble.

And they had not seen each other for many days.

It was better to lean against the bar and have a drink and talk. To prevent Sirius from getting any more whimsical ideas, Harry took the lead and solemnly conveyed Tonks' request. "Tonks has a child now.

Remus has to take care of his family.

In the future, I won't be able to work for both of you like I am now. "So you'd better worry more about the Blake family's business!

Sirius was surprised to hear the good news, and he was naturally happy for Lupin.

"This old man — he's not bad!" Although no one said anything about his marriage to Tonks, they were secretly worried that Lupin's werewolf blood would affect his offspring.

However, they were secretly worried whether the werewolf bloodline in Lupin's body would affect his descendants.

Harry was also happy. "I've just examined Tonks. The child is developing well. He'll be a healthy child."

Harry was also happy. "I just checked Tonks' body. The child is developing well. He'll be a healthy child."

Harry was also happy. "I've just given Tonks a checkup. The child is developing well. He'll be a healthy child."

"Teddy. Let's call him Teddy Remus Lupin." They had agreed on this a long time ago.

"What about Potter's name?"

"James …" After blurting it out, Harry saw the sly smile in Sirius' eyes. He couldn't help but hold his forehead and wail. "Where did this Potter come from?"

"There has to be a Potter, right? Don't tell me they are all little Snape? "Sirius was dissatisfied.

"That's impossible …" Harry had never felt that he was so eloquent in his life. "Which one of us looks like we can have a child?"

Sirius was still mumbling. "I don't believe that old slug hasn't secretly researched the fertility potion …"

Please stop! Harry covered his face and poured wine for his godfather, hoping that he would shut up.

"That's enough, Sirius. The professor and I are just living together. Nothing else happened."

Sirius stood under the psychedelic lights of the bar with a glass of wine in his hand. He smiled wickedly, obviously not believing what Harry said. "Don't try to trick me. Just because nothing happened doesn't mean that nothing happened, right?"

Of course not. Harry didn't intend to argue on this difference, but he was a little annoyed now. He poured himself a glass and said, "But nothing happened. Maybe nothing will happen in the future."

Sirius heard that something was wrong. He straightened his body slightly and took out a cigarette from his leather pocket. He asked, "You want to dump that slug?"

"… Can you stop calling him that nickname? I won't help either of you if you end up fighting again."

After returning from the North Sea, Sirius' appearance and temperament were very different from the past, but he did not forget his principles as a member of the Marauders. His "deep hatred" with Severus and Snape could never be erased. Harry had already given up on the treatment of the godfather. He curled his lips and continued, "It's not a matter of who dumped who, it's a matter of whether we can be together."

Although Sirius was sometimes blinded by "hatred", he was still rational when it came to the issue of his godchild. Otherwise, he wouldn't have sent his best friend Lupin to "urge" Snape to marry. Now that he heard Harry's hesitation, he calmly said, "Why are you worried about this? Now that you're an adult and have graduated, you're no longer the savior who would be chased by paparazzi even if you let out a fart. The promulgation of the same-sex marriage law in the magic world is going so smoothly … Most importantly, even your godfather doesn't intend to break up the lovebirds. Who else can stop Snape from harming you?"

Harry was taken aback by his godfather's oral skills. He smiled bitterly and looked around to make sure no one was paying attention. The music in the hall was also very lively. He whispered, "It has nothing to do with others. It's us who can't cross that line — please don't look at me like that. I didn't say the line on the bed."

Ignoring Sirius's question of "you guys even pulled a line on the bed", Harry held his forehead and continued, "During the reboot … I changed a lot of things that happened, whether it was Grimm Town, or the war, or the companions who died. I almost rewrote the entire world …"

"So now everyone doesn't remember the savior. Very good." The world after the reboot was very good, as if Merlin was wearing his lace underwear. Everything was fine.

"I did save a lot of people, those who died …" The Battle of Hogwarts did not happen, and the Third World War did not happen. Very good. "But I didn't resurrect Lily and James."

Sirius's hand trembled as if he was burned by the cigarette butt.

Harry gradually felt that he could speak out the things that had been stuck in his throat. "I was there that night in Godric's Hollow. I was there when Voldemort broke into the old house. First it was James, then Lily … She could have survived because Severus begged the Dark Lord. But she took the initiative to stand in front of my cradle, and the spell took effect. I became the savior. I became the boy who survived."

The boy who survived smiled bitterly. "But I was there. If I wanted to, they could have survived, and the Potter family could have survived … But I didn't do that because the starting point of the Harry Potter story was the death of Lily and James. If I changed this point of no return, and changed my own origin, everything that happened after that would be unpredictable. Maybe the Potter family would be safe, but what about the others? If I erased the entire Harry Potter story, would there be Neville Longbottom's story? Or could it be that the entire storyline of the World of Magic had disappeared? I don't know, so I just stood there and watched them fall, and then left the glory of saving the world to me. "

Sirius's voice was hoarse. "… That's not your fault."

"I know it was just a choice, a necessary choice, but it was still wrong," Harry said, rubbing his forehead. "I still became the murderer of my parents."

"You can't think like that, Harry." Sirius was unusually serious. "I have known James and Lily for many years. They are both practitioners of heroism. They are both heroes who would sacrifice themselves to save others — and they did. You're their child. You sacrificed your family to save the world. Even if the whole world forgets about it, you shouldn't forget it. Is the slug blaming you? "

"Of course not … But he knows about it."

"And you mind him knowing about it — is it because you feel guilty or embarrassed?"

"Both." Guilty because Lily was Snape's best friend. Embarrassed because he did not want to be the decision-maker in the electric rail problem.

Sirius put out his cigarette in his glass and pondered for a moment before suddenly laughing. "Silly boy, you're not willing to talk to Snape about this, but you're willing to talk to me. Don't forget, James and Lily are also my close friends. Yet, you're able to say these things in front of me without feeling guilty or embarrassed?"

Harry was stunned and speechless.

"Is it because Sirius Black is a kinder and understanding elder?" Sirius laughed self-mockingly. "Or is it because Snape is an awkward and gloomy old bat that Harry Potter doesn't dare to talk to him?"

It's not like that. Of course it's not like that. It was just that the night in Godric Valley was truly the most obscure time in their lives. Betrayal, death, murder. No one was willing to bring it up. They also cautiously avoided each other's darkest feelings.

Hence, it was like a fishbone stuck in their throats, like a pea under eighteen layers of cotton.

Sirius looked at his godson's ashen face and felt his heart ache. He reached out to touch Harry's head, rubbing his hair to make it look more like James Potter. He chuckled. "You've been with Snape for too long. You've forgotten the style of the Potter family." The Potter family was used to straight balls. "Just one sentence. If you can still stand him, and intend to continue tolerating him, then go back and say it. If you feel like you can't stand him anymore, the mansion in Grimmauld Square is more spacious than Spidertail Alley!"

"But a kennel and a human residence are two different things." A sinister voice floated over their heads, causing both father and son to shiver. They turned around at the same time, and saw Snape standing in front of them in his never-changing black robe.

Harry did not know how much Snape had heard, so he could only force a smile. Sirius, on the other hand, was annoyed. "Who are you calling a dog?"

"The one with lice is."

"You don't wash your hair and you have the cheek to talk about me?!"