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"I urgently need answers, Dumbledore!" Fudge took a breath and said loudly: "First, those loyal jailers, and now the famous Harry Potter! I have reason to believe that Hogwarts is in great danger!"

Jailer? What jailer?

Ron was stunned for a moment, his expression confused. He obviously had no idea why the Minister of Magic, who was so busy with his work, was visiting Hogwarts so late at night.

"Don't jump to conclusions, Fudge." Dumbledore shook his head slightly and turned to McGonagall. "Minerva, could you please call our professor over?"

"I understand, Albus." Professor McGonagall nodded and turned to leave.

"You should have done this earlier, Dumbledore!" Fudge took off his bowler hat and said rudely, "You should have called Ziklaine over earlier. Only he can solve this case as quickly as possible."

Looking at Fudge jumping there in anger, Gerard smiled slightly and looked away.

"I think I've connected the star map, Professor Ziklein." Hermione, who had been sitting cross-legged in a chair beside him, opened her eyes again. "Those magical threads are the basis for connecting them, right?"

"Yes, that's right." Gerald nodded slightly and said, "You are really talented, Hermione."

"It's all thanks to your teaching, Professor." Hermione's cheeks flushed slightly, clearly enjoying Gerald's praise. "However, I still feel the connection between those star maps is very fragile."

"That's simply because you don't have enough magic power in your body," Jellal explained. "The foundation of any magic comes from magic power."

"Professor Ziklein, is there any way to quickly increase magic power?" Hermione still felt that she was not strong enough, even though she could now easily defeat ordinary adult wizards.

"Yes, but they're not suitable for you." Jellal shook his head and said, "Any shortcut has hidden dangers."

Unless she was a member of the chat group and purchased energy with points, that method wouldn't have any hidden dangers, after all, it was an equivalent infusion of power through the power of rules.

"Okay, I understand." Hermione nodded her head. She knew taking shortcuts wasn't a good idea. She was just asking, not expecting much.

"Let's stop here for today. I may have something to do next." Jellal had already sensed that Professor McGonagall's magic source was approaching, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Is there anything wrong?

Hermione was stunned for a moment, a hint of curiosity on her face.

But before she could ask, she heard Professor McGonagall's familiar voice outside the door. "Is Gerald here? Harry Potter is missing, and Dumbledore wants you to come over."

Harry, missing?

Hermione's eyes widened and her expression changed suddenly.

The whole Hogwarts was in chaos over the disappearance of Harry Potter. No one knew that Harry, the person involved, was actually in the Forbidden Forest at this moment.

"Professor Lupin, I still feel something is wrong." Harry looked at the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor in front of him with a worried expression. "Ron didn't wait for me, he might be very anxious."

"Don't worry, kid." Lupin turned around and smiled, saying meaningfully, "I've made all the necessary preparations. I won't have to worry about anything."

"Oh, that's great." Harry was convinced, and the worry on his face disappeared. He didn't ask what kind of preparations Lupin had made. Anyway, he felt in his heart that Professor Lupin would not harm him. "But what should I do when I see him? Should I call him Black or Godfather?"

"That's up to you, kid." Lupin continued to lead the way, his voice calm. "Follow your heart. Well, it seems we've arrived."

arrive?

Harry Potter was stunned, his expression very surprised. He looked around, but saw only dead trees and weeds. Where could his godfather be hiding?

Lupin smiled, slowly took out the magic crystal from his sleeve, placed it on the ground, then took out his wand and directed a beam of azure light at the magic crystal.

hum.

Under Harry Potter's astonished and horrified gaze, the crystal vibrated violently, and the scene before him began to visibly distort and change.

A riot of colour surrounded him, and even the air before him vibrated slightly. A massive, towering tower came into view, soaring into the sky, majestic and imposing.

Harry Potter was stunned. After a long pause, he slowly took a breath and said in amazement, "This, this is..."

"Welcome to the Tower of Paradise, child." Lupin smiled and made a gesture of invitation.

650 Touching Scenes

"You mean, you saw Harry walking towards the office area?" Dumbledore asked calmly, looking at the portrait of the fat woman in front of him.

These professors had been searching for nearly an hour through various clues, and finally got some clues from the fat woman.

"Yes, Professor." The fat woman said confidently. "That little kid just walked past me."

"Office area?" Professor Flitwick, the Head of Ravenclaw and part-goblin, lowered his head in thought. "Could it be that Harry was looking for us professors?"

"But now we are all here." Professor McGonagall shook her head and said, "Could it be that one of us has hidden Harry?"

Dumbledore frowned when he heard this, as if he had thought of some key point.

"Perhaps the child had an accident on the way?" Divination teacher Trelawney said mysteriously, "That's also possible, very likely."

"Please don't say such things, Professor Trelawney." McGonagall suppressed her anger and said coldly, "Hogwarts is very safe. There will be no accidents."

She was already dissatisfied with Trelawney, this weirdo, and now after hearing her say such words, her dissatisfaction was doubled.

"Don't defy fate, Professor McGonagall." Trelawney pushed up her glasses and said calmly, "This is what I've learned from experience."

"Your experience is of no use in this matter," McGonagall retorted, "I emphasize again, Hogwarts is safe, there are no accidents! There are no malicious people in this castle who want to kidnap Harry!"

"So, what if it's someone outside the castle?" Snape suddenly said, "For example, Sirius Black. I'm afraid he has a strong interest in our Mr. Potter."

"Black?" McGonagall frowned and said, "He can't enter the castle. And even if he does, he can't take Harry out. Those Dementors won't stand by and watch!"

After saying this, McGonagall looked at Snape with a very dissatisfied look.

"You're right, Headmaster McGonagall." Snape nodded and changed the subject. "Dementors won't just sit there and watch. But what if they no longer have eyes, or even a body?"

"Sirius Black killed the four missing guards, then stormed into Hogwarts and took Harry Potter away?" Fudge, who had been silent for a long time, frowned and muttered, "This is a terrible thing, it's really terrible!"

The logic is sound, but the whole thing is still incredibly strange.

Thinking this in his heart, Dumbledore looked at Gerard who seemed to be lost in thought and asked softly, "Ziklein, I want to know what your opinion is?"

Suddenly, everyone's eyes turned to the youngest of the professors. However, no one looked down on him simply because of his youth. After all, when it came to investigating cases, his experience easily surpassed that of any other professor present.

"I don't really have an opinion." Gerard said with a faint smile, not shying away from the stage. "I just have a question. Does anyone know where Professor Lupin is?"

Lupin?

His rhetorical question left all the professors present somewhat bewildered. Was he answering a question with a question? Furthermore, the question was indeed quite strange. Lupin wasn't here, but they didn't seem to notice just now?

"I've already informed Professor Lupin, and he said he'd be here in ten minutes." McGonagall frowned and said, "But from the moment I left his dormitory until now, I seem to have subconsciously ignored any information about him?"

"If I'm not mistaken," Snape took a breath and said, "it was definitely not Lupin who answered your question earlier, but the magic trap he left behind."

Magic trap?

The professors were horrified and thought of a terrifying possibility. Was it not Sirius Black who took Harry Potter away, but Professor Lupin of Defense Against the Dark Arts? But why?

"It seems we need to start with Professor Lupin." Dumbledore seemed to have aged considerably, and his voice had grown deeper. "Hopefully, it's not too late."

He had the same idea as Snape, that Professor McGonagall might have fallen into the magic trap set by Lupin.

To do such a thing, the other party can be said to be deliberate and had completely anticipated that someone would come to their door.

No matter how incredulous Dumbledore was, he couldn't clear Lupin's name at this point. This was irrefutable evidence that the other party's goal was Harry Potter.

But just like the other professors, Dumbledore was not quite sure why Lupin did this. Could it be because of Sirius Black's commission?

Shaking his head, Dumbledore stopped thinking about these things. Right now, the most important thing was to find Lupin and Harry Potter.

Tower of Paradise, top floor.

Harry Potter looked around at the shimmering elf crystals with a look of amazement. The layout and environment here were completely different from any place he was familiar with, full of novelty and magic.

But he quickly retracted his gaze and turned to the thin, long-haired man not far away. The man looked at him with a complex and affectionate look, and the fiery gaze made Harry Potter feel a little uncomfortable.

"You, are you my godfather?"

"Harry, I... I'm sorry, I didn't..." Unexpectedly, when Harry Potter opened his mouth, Black's eyes became a little evasive, and he seemed a little scared.

But at this moment, Harry Potter walked towards him with firm steps, stretched out his arms and hugged him tightly. "It's great to see you."

Black was startled, his entire body stiffening. But soon, his expression gradually relaxed, and with a trembling hand, he touched Harry's head. "You've grown up, son. You really take after your father."

clap clap.

Just as the godfather and godson embraced each other emotionally, a discordant round of applause suddenly erupted. "Oh! A happy ending with father and son reunited! What a touching scene!"

651 Voldemort and Harry Potter

"what?"

"Who is there?"

The unfamiliar sound instantly alerted Harry and Sirius, and they looked towards the source of the sound.

pat, pat.

As rhythmic footsteps sounded, a handsome young man gradually came into their sight. He was wearing a pure black robe and had a slight smile on his face.

"Who are you?" Sirius stood up suddenly and blocked Harry Potter behind him.

"Me? I have many titles and names." The handsome young man smiled and said, "Tom Riddle, You-Know-Who, the Dark Lord, and Voldemort, which one do you like?"

What, he's Voldemort?

Both Sirius and Harry Potter had expressions of disbelief on their faces. How could this be possible? This wasn't the Voldemort they had in mind!

"Of course, you may not believe it at this moment." As if he could see what the two were thinking, the aura around the handsome young man suddenly burst out.

Boom.

The extremely powerful and terrifyingly malicious magic instantly surged towards Sirius and Harry Potter like a tide, making their faces turn extremely pale in an instant.

Not only that, Harry Potter even crouched down, clutching his head, letting out a shrill howl. This feeling, this soul-tearing headache, was incredibly familiar to him.

"Can you confirm it now?" Voldemort spread his hands and asked softly.

"You, why do you appear in this state?" Sirius took out his wand, his face full of vigilance. "What did you do to Lupin?"

"Lupin?" Voldemort raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Is that the Lupin you are talking about?" As he spoke, he looked at the shadow on the side.

There, Lupin's figure slowly appeared, looking at Sirius and Harry Potter with a smile. "It seems that you are very satisfied with the reunion I arranged for you."

"Lupin, you bastard, you actually joined Voldemort?" Sirius finally understood. This Lupin was actually Voldemort's man, and he had been playing him and Harry like monkeys. "Die!"

In his impulsive anger, Sirius raised his wand without hesitation and prepared to curse Lupin. But just as he finished the spell, the wand in his hand exploded from the middle with a "bang", and Sirius himself was directly ejected.

"Godfather!" Seeing Sirius injured, Harry Potter hurried over to check the situation.

"Harry, find a chance to run..." Sirius whispered as he struggled to get up, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.

He had now made up his mind to sacrifice himself to save his godson's life. Even without a wand, he could use Animagus transformation.

"I advise you to give up such thoughts as soon as possible, my friend." Lupin shook his head and said lightly: "In this Paradise Tower, it is impossible to enter and exit at will without special methods."

"Lupin, why?" Sirius gritted his teeth and said angrily.

"Ah, why?" Lupin scratched his head and smiled. "It's very simple, because I am the master's servant. But it's not surrender as you think, but this is my identity from the beginning."

"At the beginning?" Sirius was stunned. Could it be that Lupin, like Peter Pettigrew, had been Voldemort's spy more than a decade ago?

However, just as he had this thought, he heard Lupin in front of him smile and say, "You might be surprised by my appearance. I'd better talk to you in my original appearance."

As soon as he finished speaking, Lupin's figure began to change. From his original tall and thin figure, he became short and fat. A pale man with sparse hair and two prominent front teeth caught Sirius's eye.

"You, it's you?!" Sirius' pupils contracted violently, and veins popped out on his forehead. "Peter Pettigrew! You damn, damn bastard!"

"Unfortunately, I'm not dead." Peter winked playfully, his tone very amusing.

"I'm going to kill you!" Sirius stood up and rushed towards Peter regardless.

Have you lost your mind?

Seeing this, Voldemort sneered and raised his wand. "Avada..."

"Petrify everyone!" Peter Pettigrew cast the spell faster than him, hitting Sirius in an instant and freezing him in place.

"Peter?" Voldemort was somewhat dissatisfied with this, and looked at Peter Pettigrew with a cold gaze. Even if this damned servant had done a great job, that was no reason for him to act on his own.

"My apologies, great master." Peter knelt down skillfully and said softly, "Your loyal servant thinks it would be more interesting to keep him for a while."

"Oh?" Voldemort raised his eyebrows, waiting for Peter's next words.

"I shouldn't be the only witness to the great moment of your soul fusion." Peter lowered his head and humbly commented, "Sirius is obviously a very good audience. Besides, what could be more wonderful than for a godfather to watch his godson die?"

"Well, not bad." Voldemort pondered for a moment and nodded. "Peter, this is indeed a good suggestion." As he spoke, he pointed his wand at Peter.

scoff.

The dark green beam of light hit Peter's body directly, causing him to roll on the ground in excruciating pain.