Hogwarts: Undercover Death Eater Replaces the Dark Lord

After saying that, she sprinkled Floo powder into the fireplace.

"The Burrow," Mrs. Weasley pronounced clearly.

A ball of green flame suddenly rose up and swallowed Mrs. Weasley.

After that, the little wizards of the Weasley family walked into the fireplace one by one and lined up to return to the Weasley family's house.

……

The Ministry of Magic is quite confident about the Weasley family.

Even so, when Harry entered the Burrow, the Aurors followed him quietly and hid near the Burrow.

As soon as they got home, Mr. and Mrs. Weasley sent the children away and stuffed them back into their rooms, saying they had something to discuss.

Harry is not a patient little wizard.

He hadn't been in the room for a few minutes when he pushed open the door eagerly... Harry wanted to find Lekos and ask him more questions about Sirius Black.

After all, even after thinking about it for so many days, Harry still found it hard to believe that this wanted criminal was once his father's best friend and his godfather.

However, just as Harry was turning the corner on the stairs to the second floor, halfway up the narrow and slanted stairs, he heard two angry voices coming from the small living room downstairs.

He immediately recognized that it was Mr. and Mrs. Weasley speaking.

Harry hesitated, not wanting them to know he had heard them arguing... but just as he was about to leave and continue his search for Lycos, he suddenly heard his own name.

So he moved a little closer to the small living room.

"...There's no point in not telling him," Mr. Weasley said excitedly in the living room. "Harry has a right to know!"

"I tried to tell Fudge, but he insisted on treating Harry like a child. Harry is thirteen, and—"

"Arthur, the truth will horrify him!" shrieked Mrs. Weasley. "Do you really want Harry to go back to school with this mental burden? For Merlin's sake. He's at ease when he doesn't know!"

Actually, I already know, Harry thought to himself.

He had understood that the Weasleys were talking about Sirius Black, and now he completely believed what Lekos said.

"I don't want him to be miserable, I want him to be on his guard!" Mr. Weasley was still retorting. "You know what kind of kids Harry and Ron are, they're always sneaking off to play on their own - they've already wandered into the Forbidden Forest twice!"

"But Harry must not do this again this year! That night, not far from his home, just three streets away from Privet Drive, a fierce wizard battle took place!"

"If one of the two people fighting was really Black, I bet. If the Ministry of Magic had arrived a few minutes later, I'm afraid Harry would have been dead..."

"But he's not dead, he's alive and well," said Mrs. Weasley, "so why would there be any need to tell—"

"Molly, they say Sirius Black is mad," Mr. Weasley interrupted his wife loudly, "He may be mad, but he was clever enough to escape from Azkaban. No one has ever done it before, and yet he did it."

"It's been days now, and no one has seen a hair of Black's head. I don't care what Fudge keeps telling the Daily Prophet, but we've made about as much progress on capturing Black as we have on inventing a wand that can cast its own spells."

"And now, the only thing we know for sure is what Blake is chasing..."

Then came Mrs. Weasley's voice: "But Harry is perfectly safe at Hogwarts."

"We once thought Azkaban was perfectly safe," Mr. Weasley continued. "If Black could escape from Azkaban, he could storm into Hogwarts."

"But no one can be sure that Black is pursuing Harry..." Mrs. Weasley was still a little hesitant.

Suddenly there was a thud in the small drawing-room, and Harry was sure it was Mr. Weasley banging his fist on the table.

"Molly, how many times do I have to tell you? The papers didn't report this because Fudge wouldn't let him. But Fudge went to Azkaban the night Black escaped."

Mr. Weasley said very seriously, "The guards at Azkaban told Fudge that Black had been talking in his sleep for some time. He always said the same thing: 'He'll be at Hogwarts... He'll be at Hogwarts...' Black is no longer in his right mind."

"Moli, it's actually very easy for us to come to a conclusion—"

"He thought that killing Harry would allow You-Know-Who to return to power. And the night Harry stopped You-Know-Who, Black lost everything. And he had been alone in Azkaban for twelve years, plenty of time to think of these ways to sneak into Hogwarts..."

Harry stood at the corner of the stairs, listening to Mr. Weasley's words.

If all this is true, it means that Sirius Black is really looking for me. Whether it is to kill him or to see his godson...

Just when he was feeling extremely complicated, Harry heard footsteps coming upstairs.

He looked up and saw Lycos, who lived on the third floor, with half of his face showing from above the stair railing.

"Lex, you..." Harry was about to ask a question but was interrupted by Lecos.

"Want to know about Sirius Black?" Lycos waved to him, "Do me a favor first, and I'll consider whether to tell you."

"How can I help you?" Harry asked quickly.

All he wanted to know now was what happened to Sirius Black, and he didn't even bother asking if he needed any help.

"Help me... catch Ron's rat." Lycos said slowly, "It has to be foolproof."

"Catch Scabbers?" Harry's expression was clearly absurd. "Why?"

"You don't need to ask why, just help me catch him." Lecos said this, handing Scamander's specially made trap to Harry. "Maybe you don't believe it, but this matter is really related to Sirius Black."

Harry took the trap doubtfully, his face still blank.

It's a bit strange that a timid house mouse is connected to a wanted criminal.

He even thought that Lecos had some weird hobby and wanted to use it to catch him and Ron.

"Let me ask you something first..." Harry pursed his lips and said hesitantly, "You won't hurt Scabbers, will you?"

"I certainly wouldn't do that. Do I look like someone who would abuse animals?" Lycos retorted dissatisfiedly.

Of course, Lycos himself would not harm Banban, but that might not be the case for others; Lycos himself would not abuse animals, but abusing a cowardly wizard would not be so unreasonable, right?

"Oh, take this." Lycos thought of something else and threw a small bottle of living hell potion he had bought not long ago into Harry's hand. "Add this potion to the rat's food and it will fall asleep."

"Then tell Ron that his pet is dying and that Mr. Scamander must be consulted as soon as possible. Then bring the cage and the rat to me."

"Don't worry, I won't let this affect your friendship. Ron Weasley has to thank you!"

Lycos patted his chest and made a promise.

Harry shuddered, feeling that this plan was a bit dishonest.

But if he wanted to hear about Sirius Black, he couldn't refuse, so he could only nod with a dull expression.

"What if Scabbers doesn't eat the food I give him?" Harry continued.

"Don't worry, he'll eat it." Lycos said nonchalantly, "If he doesn't eat it, just force it into his mouth."

"By the way, didn't Ron Weasley buy some anti-aging drugs? Just mix the Living Hell Potion into it, and Weasley will take the medicine himself."

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to drug

Harry stared at Lecos blankly, and suddenly felt a little regretful that he had brought such a scheming guy into the Weasley family, who were always honest and simple.

But considering that this is a Slytherin, it makes sense...

"Is it inappropriate for us to do this?" Harry asked hesitantly. "I feel like Ron would be very sad."

"If we don't do this, Ron will be even more sad." Lycos said seriously, "Cut the Gordian knot, understand? The sooner we do this, the less pain Ron will suffer."

"But Scabbers is just a mouse?" Harry still looked incredulous.

"Don't worry about it, just go. Come on!"

Without saying a word, Lecos pushed Harry up the stairs and out of Ron's room, then quickly found a suitable place to hide.

Harry hesitated at the door for a long time. Before he had time to think about whether he really wanted to do this, he found a pair of twins jumping towards him happily, shouting:

"Wow, you're here, Harry!" Fred patted Harry's shoulder excitedly. "We have good news, do you want to hear it?"

Before Harry could react, George took over the conversation: "We secretly took Percy's Head Boy badge and changed it from 'Head Boy' to 'Big Head'!"

"That's right, we've long been fed up with Percy's show-off attitude." Fred laughed. "I swear, he'll be furious when he sees this!"

As they said this, the two of them burst into laughter.

Ron in the room also noticed the movement outside. When he saw Percy's student union president badge, he laughed even louder than Fred and George.

"Ha...hahaha Harry, what made you think of coming over here?" Ron held Harry's arm, his shoulders twitching constantly. He asked with a broken laugh, "What do you want to talk to me about...hahaha?"

"Um...I am. I noticed you didn't take Scabbers' tonic." Harry forced a smile and said guiltily.

"Oh... yes, I almost forgot about that." Ron finally stopped laughing and began to look for Scabbers in the room. "Just leave it on my desk. I don't know where Scabbers is now."

Percy, who was in a room not far away, also heard the laughter outside.

When he walked out of the room and saw that his student union president badge had turned into the words "Big Head Boy", he was so angry that his hair was about to explode. He angrily started a chase scene with Fred and George, which was very common in the Weasley family.

At this moment, Harry found that no one was paying attention to him.

He took out the small bottle of red tonic that mice used to slow down their aging process, gritted his teeth secretly, and finally made up his mind to drop the living hell potion that Lycos had given him into the bottle...

"Got you!"

Just then, Ron's voice came from the messy corner of the room.

Ron held the shrunken Scabbers in his hands and looked back at Harry, only to find that he had opened the lid of the rat tonic at some point.

"Um, Ron, I..." Harry saw that Ron had seen his actions and had no idea how to explain.

Ron also had a serious expression.

"Oh, man, you don't have to be so enthusiastic!" Ron suddenly howled, "I can do it myself, you don't have to open the lid for me!"

"Uh..." Harry was stunned, his mind spinning rapidly, "I... I just want to help you..."

"Really, you're my best brother." Ron patted Harry's arm with emotion and used his other hand to hold Scabbers in front of the red bottle in Harry's hand. "I hope this tonic is useful for Scabbers."

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(P.S.: This chapter is short, so I won’t charge for it.

I've had a fever again these past few days, almost 40 degrees Celsius for several days straight. I'm still out of town, without a computer, so I can only type on my phone, which is a bit difficult. I had planned to write a chapter today, but the coughing has been so frequent that it's really affected me, so I've only written a little over a thousand words so far.

I should have saved up 4,000 words to post, but I was afraid that some readers would think I had run away, so I decided to post it to show that I'm still alive.

The current situation is that the fever is gone, but the cough is quite severe... According to Yang's previous experience, the cough should be close to recovery.

It should be almost restored in a couple of days, and will definitely be updated normally then.

Now I have to go to bed early, good night everyone.)