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Ron and Hermione were worried that Harry would run into an accident, so they hurriedly chased them out. Before leaving, Hermione also thoughtfully enough to put a blanket on Ethan and Hagrid.
Harry had already run away when Hermione closed the door and chased out.
Harry felt like he would explode, and the things Hagrid had just said kept echoing in his head.
"He was your father's best friend! Most trusted friend! He betrayed them!" The voice kept echoing in Harry's head.
He felt a fire burning violently inside him, almost burning him through, and his temples were throbbing with anger.
He heard Ron and Hermione calling him loudly behind him, but he didn't want to stop; he quickly ran out of the forbidden forest, and the wind whistled in his ears.
Harry felt that he had never run so fast before, and in no time, he had run from the Forbidden Forest to the edge of the Black Lake.
Facing the sparkling black lake, Harry finally stopped, leaning on his knees and panting.
Harry sat on a raised rock and pulled a picture from his chest.
Hagrid had given it to him two years ago, and it was a picture of his parents when they were married.
In the photo, his parents are standing side by side, arm in arm, with happy smiles all over their faces, and his father is still waving at him.
Harry noticed a man standing there, a handsome, grinning man with short hair.
If it weren't for Hagrid today, Harry would never have associated this man with the sallow-faced, sunken-eyed, dirty madman on the wanted list.
At this moment, looking at the smiling man standing beside his father, Harry's heart froze.
"Had he already betrayed them then?" Harry thought to himself.
Thinking of the man's grinning face as he contemplated his parents, Harry felt cold air rise from his spine and reach the top of his head.
This cool air turned into boundless anger in a very short period.
Harry clutched the photo tightly and wanted to tear it apart immediately, but looking at the happy parents in the photo, Harry didn't do anything after all.
"Oh my God, brother, you can run!" Ron, panting, finally caught up with Harry.
When Ron saw Harry looking at his parents' photo, Ron seemed choked and stopped talking.
He knew that Harry was sad, and Ron feared that he would touch Harry's sensitive heart.
Hermione also rushed over at this time: "Oh my God, you two!" Hermione said breathlessly, "You have received good training during the vacation!"
Hermione ran almost out of breath before finally catching up with Harry and Ron.
Hermione sat on the lawn and rested for a while, gasping for breath and giving Harry a careful look.
"Harry, are you all right?" Hermione asked cautiously.
"If you have any ideas, you can tell me." Ron's voice was hesitant, and both were careful not to mention what just happened so as not to irritate Harry.
There was a feeling of hatred flowing through Harry's body at this point that he had never felt before.
This hatred felt like poison, as if Sirius Black was whispering in his ear how he had betrayed his parents.
He seemed to hear Sirius Black snickering when his parents made him a keeper.
He seemed to see Sirius flattering Voldemort when he betrayed his parents.
Thinking of this, Harry clenched his teeth.
"He betrayed my parents!" Harry yelled at Ron and Hermione.
"They trusted him so much! What kind of friend is he? I'm going to find him! I'm going to kill him!"
"Harry, we know you must be sad and angry right now, but the most important thing is that you must not do stupid things -" Hermione advised bitterly.
"Stupid?!" Harry's voice was distorted with anger.
He felt the throbbing of his temples now at the thought of Black on the loose outside while he was doing nothing at Hogwarts, and he couldn't take it at all.
"Harry, Sirius Black is a dangerous criminal; don't be stupid!" Hermione's voice was filled with panic.
"Harry, Sirius Black wants you to come to the door yourself. If you go to take revenge, you are putting yourself into his hands! This is helping him!" Ron also advised.
"I don't think your parents would want you to take revenge if they were here!"
Under the constant persuasion of the two, Harry finally calmed down.
"Harry, I feel like we should go back," Hermione said softly to Harry.
At this time, a beam of light suddenly shone on their faces, startling them.
"Who are you? What are you doing here?"
A stern female voice came from the light source, and the three of them heard that it was Professor McGonagall.
Professor McGonagall took a few steps forward and finally saw them.
"What are you three doing here at night?."
Professor McGonagall was about to reprimand the three sternly, but she saw Harry with red eyes by the light.
"What happened?" Professor McGonagall's voice was a little nervous.
"Harry found out about Sirius Black," Hermione told Professor McGonagall about the current situation, which was difficult.
Professor McGonagall was visibly startled when she heard Hermione's words. Then she looked at Harry with red eyes and understood everything.
"Oh, poor child."
Professor McGonagall took two steps forward and hugged Harry's head, comforting him.
"Go back quickly. It's very dangerous here at night. I won't deduct your points this time," Professor McGonagall told the three.
Professor McGonagall couldn't bear to hurt Harry by deducting points, and the three stood up obediently and walked towards Hogwarts.
"By the way, Harry, where did you get the news?" Professor McGonagall asked suspiciously.
The three of them shrugged at Professor McGonagall with their mouths closed. They didn't want to betray Hagrid.
Professor McGonagall looked at the three of them suspiciously. Her eyes quickly locked on Hagrid's wooden house.
"Hagrid told you!" Professor McGonagall asked the three of them.
The three didn't intend to betray Ethan and Hagrid, but they couldn't be blamed if Professor McGonagall found the answer.
Professor McGonagall walked in front of Hagrid's cabin aggressively, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw the same scene as last time.
Ethan and Hagrid collapsed on the sofa together.
When Ethan faintly woke up the next day, another note was pasted on his face.
The content stated that he drank alcohol in front of the students, which significantly impacted the morality of teachers. Therefore, from his salary, thirty gold Galleons are deducted—the signer - the vice principal, Minerva McGonagall.
Ethan scratched his face indifferently. He was rich now, and it was not a pain for him to lose thirty gold Galleons.
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