Hogwarts: A Chinese-Style Professor

Chapter 201 A Strange Connection

“Listen, I’m taking you out, just the two of us—” Sirius suddenly glanced at Ron next to Harry, “The three of us can go together too! Weasley, do you want to come along?”

"I--?"

Ron pointed to himself, feeling a little guilty—Sirius's "going out" could mean leaving the castle, could it?
Ron guessed he would never report to Professor McGonagall beforehand—that was far more serious than sneaking into the Forbidden Forest!

"You'll be coming too, won't you?"

Sirius Black interrupted Ron before he could answer, nudging Harry with his elbow:
"James had many good friends when he was young, including me, Lupin, and..."

He paused for a moment, but then immediately continued:

"I'm really happy to see that you have such great friends around you."

Upon hearing this, Ron, who was standing nearby, quietly puffed out his chest.

"You'll go, won't you?"

Sirius looked at him again.

"Of course—but where are we going?"

Ron said the same thing Harry wanted to ask.

"12 Grimmauld Place - my old house, the ancestral home of the Black family."

When Sirius said the word, he curled his lip, his disgust undisguised.

"It's mine now, although I wish I could burn it down, but it's the only thing the Black family has left in the world."

To be honest, you should go take a look—although it's abandoned, it still holds many ancient artifacts. We can explore and sort through them together—you might even discover something interesting.

Harry seemed a little hesitant.

He was no longer a clueless naiveté—ancient magical items, besides their amazing effects, were also very likely to be associated with curses, so this matter was not so safe.

"What—don't you want to go? Aren't you excited?"

Sirius waved his arms, looking at Harry, as if a look of disappointment was about to flash in his eyes.

"Of course I want to go—it's your home, isn't it?"

“Of course, Harry—and I promise, that will be your home from now on.”

Sirius placed his hands on Harry's shoulders and said softly:
“After you graduate, you won’t have to stay in that godforsaken Dursley place anymore. You can go there and we’ll live together—we’ll become a family.”

His words deeply moved Harry—this was exactly what he had hoped for.

"But—how do we get out?"

“I have my ways—all you need to do is agree—Harry, do you still have your father’s Invisibility Cloak?”

"certainly--"

“Great, then let’s meet Friday afternoon in the hallway next to the prize display room—don’t you have a good friend named Hermione? Should we invite her along?”

"Forget it—she'll definitely report us for something this big—she's a staunch supporter of Professor Li Wei—I think she's getting more and more rigid lately, always talking about drawing strength from theory, she's practically obsessed with it."

Ron complained—his face hardening again when he mentioned Hermione.

"Okay, then next time."

Sirius didn't insist too much—this was his first adventure, and he wasn't sure if he could take three people with him out of Hogwarts Castle.

Seeing a flicker of hesitation on Harry's face, he added:

“This is our secret operation, kid. Since it’s a secret operation, there has to be a bit of adventure involved, right?” Harry nodded with difficulty, but in his mind he was wondering how long their round trip would take.

To be honest, Harry could accept not going to Hogsmeade Village for the time being.

But missing out on morning training with senior Joey on Saturday and Sunday, and also missing the dueling club activity on Saturday afternoon, truly broke his heart.

And he guessed that Hermione wouldn't leave with them.

After all, Hermione could attend Professor Levi's study group on Sunday afternoon, so how could she bear to miss it?
To be honest, Harry himself didn't want to miss it either. If just one small thing were added now, the scales in his heart would immediately tip towards not going out.

But what Harry found very strange was that nothing unexpected happened until the school bell rang on Friday afternoon.

Harry asked for leave in advance from senior Jowellie—who didn't ask for the specific reason but simply agreed gently, which made Harry feel a little guilty.

But as they waited in the prize display room together, wearing invisibility cloaks, the two of them gradually became excited.

This is just as exciting as a nighttime outing.

Look here—look here—

The two were waiting anxiously when they suddenly heard voices coming from the corner—it was Sirius Black.

He was standing behind a row of glass cases displaying ancient rune medals, waving eagerly at them.

Harry and Ron quickly put on their invisibility cloaks and squeezed through.

"Borrow it."

Sirius took Harry's wand and gently tapped a seemingly ordinary stone wall behind the cabinet, muttering a strange syllable in a low voice.

A wave-like pattern instantly spread across the stone wall, and then a hole large enough for a person to bend over and pass through silently appeared. The inside was pitch black and exuded a cold, damp, earthy smell.

"come on in!"

Sirius Black was the first to crawl inside, his voice sounding somewhat muffled in the narrow passage.

"Don't worry, this road is perfectly safe. Nobody knows about it except us... uh, except the 'Raiders'."

Harry and Ron exchanged a glance, both excited and nervous—there was actually a secret passage hidden in the prize room?

They crawled into the hole one by one—as soon as their bodies were completely inside, the hole behind them closed silently, and the walls returned to their original state, as if nothing had happened.

The passageway was almost completely dark.

Sirius snapped his fingers, and a bright light, bright enough to illuminate the surroundings, appeared at his fingertips, illuminating his handsome face—Harry and Ron exchanged a glance, both seeing the excitement and admiration in each other's eyes.

Sirius's appearance is exactly what they want to become in the future.

As the road ahead was illuminated, the tunnel's full appearance was revealed.

This is a rough tunnel that slopes downwards, with natural rock walls and compacted earth underfoot, and occasionally some glowing moss can be seen dotting the corners.

Sirius seemed to know this road so well he could walk it with his eyes closed. His steps were light and firm. "I checked this road before. It was blocked off. It took me a lot of effort to clear it again."

“Watch your head,” he would occasionally warn, “it’s a bit low here.”

"Keep to the left, there's a small puddle on the right."

Harry's heart pounded at the sound of that voice.

Walking through these secret passages with Sirius gave him a strange sense of connection—was his father also planning all sorts of pranks and adventures with Sirius back then, just like this?

(End of this chapter)