Snape, the Sunshine of Hogwarts

Upon spotting the newcomer and hearing Dobby's words, Harry's eyes widened. He looked at Draco, then turned to look at Severus.

Arthur was also taken aback; he could clearly tell whose child the boy was.

"This must be Malfoy's only son, right?"

Severus then spoke up.

"Thank you for bringing him here early this morning. Dobby, go back and tell Lucius that I've picked him up and will take good care of him."

Dobby looked apprehensive after receiving the thanks. He bowed deeply, then left Draco at the Leaky Cauldron and vanished with a "pop."

Draco remained standing there silently, extremely angry and aggrieved.

I feel like I did nothing wrong, yet my parents have unilaterally abandoned me!

"Let's have another milk and sandwich. Judging from his appearance, he probably didn't have a good breakfast this morning."

Severus tapped on the bar, giving Old Tom another source of revenue this morning.

He then turned to Draco and invited him in a calm voice.

"Why don't you come and sit with us, Draco?"

Draco, who had been glancing around at the Leaky Cauldron's door ever since Dobby left, finally abandoned his childish plan to run away on the spot after being stared at by so many eyes and hearing Severus's words.

He moved his feet and finally walked to the bar, staring at Severus and questioning him.

"What kind of drug did you give my dad to make him decide to abandon me?!"

Hearing this, Arthur and Molly were a little surprised and they both looked at Severus, while among the children, George and Fred whistled together!

"I bet you secretly tricked one of your younger siblings into making an unbreakable vow?"

"Or did you steal your father's wand and wave it around recklessly, almost burning the house down?"

“Only you guys would do something like this!” Percy said disdainfully.

Draco turned and glared fiercely at the talkative Weasley twins with his grey eyes, but this only made the twins want to fan the flames even more.

Severus simply looked at Draco calmly.

“You should understand that your father is one of my few friends. His upbringing of you has been somewhat lacking, and I realized this yesterday. So, I offered to take you out for a walk, which might change things.”

"It's not that your parents don't want you anymore, it's that they know what's truly for your own good."

"That's your fault!" Draco yelled. "Who told you to say those things to my father! I'm perfectly fine! Our family is perfectly fine, it's all because you left that things have turned out like this!"

This single conversation was enough for the Weasley children to see that Draco's character was terrible.

Ron, sitting between Harry and Ginny, had already whispered quietly.

"If I dared to say that, my mom would have kicked my bottom so hard it would have bled!"

“He seems to be spoiled,” Charlie said, hands on his arms. “Professor Snape was right; he certainly seems to need a good education.”

George and Fred had already rolled up their sleeves and were about to speak.

"We can help, Professor Snape!"

“We’ve all been this age, and we all understand that only by making him feel pain will he learn the truth!”

“I never advocate using violence to solve educational problems.” Severus waved his hand at the Weasley twins. “Of course, for some children who have gone to extremes, it may be necessary to use some coercive measures against them, but I don’t think Draco is far from that point yet.”

His gaze returned to Draco.

"Putting other things aside for now, now that you're here, is this how your father taught you the manners and style of a pure-blooded family—shouting and yelling in public?"

Draco noticed the stares directed at him. He pursed his lips, his face flushing red, and finally sat down in the most remote spot at the bar.

After the Weasley kids saw that he actually stopped causing trouble, George and Fred booed, and then the others stopped paying attention to the arrogant boy and started talking about their own things.

Draco seemed unconcerned about his aloofness. After Old Tom brought out the sandwiches and milk on the bar, he asked for a napkin and began eating his breakfast in silence.

Arthur glanced at the boy a few times, then leaned closer to Severus and whispered.

"Malfoy actually agreed to let you bring his precious son out?"

“Before this child goes completely astray, we should try to teach him some correct values, shouldn’t we?” Severus replied, seemingly ignoring the question.

Arthur nodded in deep agreement.

"I hope you can teach him well. It is because the ideas of people like Malfoy have been passed down by their family descendants that all sorts of troubles have arisen in the wizarding world."

Not long after the Weasleys finished the butterbeer and pumpkin juice that Severus had treated them to, they headed from the Leaky Cauldron to Diagon Alley.

They're going to have a big shopping trip today.

After they left, Lupin, who had gone to Diagon Alley early that morning to prepare the last of his odds and ends, returned to the Leaky Cauldron.

He was clearly surprised to see Draco.

"His parents are actually willing to hand him over to you? That's unbelievable."

Draco had already finished breakfast. He and Harry were sitting almost across the bar, but they were back to back, as if looking at each other would offend their eyes.

"Remember this, from now on, our team only has Dudley Dursley, not Harry Potter."

Severus pulled Lupin and Harry closer, reminding them that from now on, they absolutely could not let anything slip!

Lupin nodded, of course he had no objection, but Harry looked awkward.

"Teacher, why do you insist on bringing him along?"

“His father is my friend,” Severus said earnestly to Harry. “He has a bad temper, I know that, but that’s precisely why we need to find a way to change him, right?”

“I won’t ask you to force yourself to be friends with him, Dudley, but you can cooperate with me and treat him as a problem child who is even more immature than yourself, and try your best to teach him some right things.”

Hearing Severus's words, Harry nodded reluctantly and mumbled something.

"I'll try my best to restrain myself and not fight with him again."

“If he offends you like he did yesterday, I think you have no problem choosing to fight him,” Severus said, winking at him.

Harry finally stopped looking miserable; he was afraid he would have to keep it all bottled up.

"Alright, Draco! Stop sitting there like a stranger. You wanted me to take you home, right? Sure, as long as you do as I say and finish what we're doing, I'll take you back and tell your dad that you're perfect, an excellent and proud child! As long as you can do that!"

Draco turned to look at Severus, his eyes fixed on him.

Can you keep your word?

Severus shrugged.

"You can ask Dudley if I've ever lied to him since I took him out."

Draco's gaze shifted to Harry, who gave him a deadpan look.

"The teacher has never lied to anyone."

"That's a bit of an overstatement. I'm actually quite good at lying, but I rarely lie to children."

Draco finally sat down next to them, and Severus pulled a map of Europe from his suitcase.

He pointed to the location of Paris with his finger.

"We need to go here first to visit a renowned alchemy master who is famous throughout Europe. If things go well with him, then we'll head to Albania next."

"What are we doing in these lousy places?" Draco's tone was incredibly arrogant and smug, as if he was born superior to everyone else.

“You don’t need to worry about why we’re going. As long as you can stick to the whole trip with me, I’ll have your dad pick you up as soon as we get back to England.”

Draco scoffed.

"What's so difficult about that! It's just going to Paris and then to Albania, right? With FiloNet, we can make the round trip in a day!"

Severus simply looked at him and shook his head.

"We don't need to use the FlooNet."

Draco glanced at him sideways.

"Do you have a pre-set door key?"

"We don't need door keys either."

His face turned somewhat pale.

"My dad told me that it's dangerous to Apparate with young children who haven't learned how to use Apparition!"

Severus simply continued to shake his head.

"We won't use Apparition either."

"Then how are you going to get there!" Draco said impatiently.

Severus pulled a stack of pounds he had specially exchanged at Gringotts the day before from his briefcase.

"Let's set off using Muggle vehicles!"

Chapter 112 Azkaban and the Gaunt House

North Sea, Azkaban Island.

A mist constantly shrouds this island, which never appears on any Muggle satellites or radars. Only wizards with specific permits can occasionally escort prisoners into this barren land.

On the second day of August, a prisoner who had just been tried and unanimously sentenced by the entire Wizengamor jury to life imprisonment in Azkaban was sent to the island under the supervision of three Aurors and two Ministry of Magic employees.

They reached the shore from the same ferry crossing that Severus and Kingsley had used before. Due to the prisoner's current physical condition, only one Auror could cast the Zombie Float Charm on him while another Auror led him by a chain, eventually getting him onto the island.

The Dementors circling around the castle spotted the group.

They clearly had their own communication channels, and soon three of their companions came to make contact.

Of the two Ministry of Magic employees who came aboard the island, one was a specialist in Dementors, and his main job was to communicate with the guards of the prison island.

"It said they all knew that Barty Crouch Jr. was alive and had escaped, which angered them. They applied to the Ministry of Magic to personally go off the island to capture him, but Minister Bagnoreus refused on his orders."

The expert wizard turned to the Auror and said.

The Auror captain in charge of escorting the prisoners wasn't a big shot with any influence; he simply stated...

“Tell it that we’re not responsible for such things; we’re only here to bring in new prisoners!”

The prisoner they were escorting was now trembling all over.

Greyback stared in horror at the three Dementors, feeling as if he had been thrown into an ice cave!

The coldness and despair that arose from the depths of his heart were spreading throughout his body, making him feel cold in every part of his body!

After being taken away by the Aurors, just as Severus said, he was ultimately neither dead nor curable.

He was destined to remain disabled from the waist down for the rest of his life, and was then sentenced to life imprisonment in Azkaban by Wizengamo, before being sent to this island to serve as nourishment for the Dementors.

The expert employee relayed the Auror's words to the Dementors.

The Dementor looked quite displeased, but ultimately led the way, guiding them into the castle and eventually to the deepest dungeon in Azkaban.

It was pitch black here, with only a torch casting a faint flame!

The surroundings were damp and cold, and it seemed as if countless eyes were watching the group of people led in by the Dementors from inside those rusty cells.

But Greyback couldn't see the source of those gazes; he only felt extreme fear. Even when he faced the Dark Lord, he had never felt this way.

Finally, the Dementors stopped in front of a cell and gestured for the Aurors to throw the person inside.

"Please! You can't leave me here like this! I'll die here! I'll die here!"

Greyback burst into tears, his mental defenses completely shattered, and he desperately begged the Aurors to take him away.

But nobody paid him any attention.

"Untie the shackles, they're disgusting! They're covered in his saliva!"

"Tear me a piece of cloth! My hands are dirty, I don't want to touch my wand!"

"I have half a newspaper here, if you need it."

"Give it to me, I need to wrap my wand in it and use a Cleansing Charm!"

After much effort, they finally managed to throw the werewolf into the cell. The Auror and his expert employees then abandoned the trash and quickened their pace, not wanting to linger for even a moment longer, just wanting to get out of this hellhole as soon as possible!

Graybuck curled up with his remaining upper body and sobbed loudly.

"Someone, please save me! I know I was wrong! I'll never do it again! Let me out! Please let me out!"

"Hey hey hey"