A Day at Hogwarts

Chapter 339 Unexpected Visitor

"Knock, knock, knock!"

Someone knocked on the door of the room.

This was not the agreed signal. The young man guarding Charles jumped up from the chair, threw the magazine in his hand aside, and drew his wand to point at the door.

"Dizzy!"

Someone attacked from the window behind him and knocked him to the ground.

Charles calmly ate French fries, drank a sip of happy water, and watched Sirius Black jump in from the window.

His hair was messy, and his clothes were all stolen. His pants, shirt and jacket didn't fit well.

Black went over and took the young man's wand away. After taking a look at him, he said, "Oh, he has grown so big."

Charles asked curiously, "Is he also from your Black family?"

"No." Black replied, "His name is Jacob Black, from a werewolf family in the United States. He has no blood relationship with our Black family. I once thought of going to them to avoid Voldemort's pursuit."

Charles nodded and said, "It's a good idea, but unfortunately..."

Back then, Black planned to pretend to be the Potter family's secret keeper. If he had gone to the United States at that time, he might have been able to hide, but it was a pity that he trusted the wrong person.

Black pulled a chair over and sat down not far from Charles. After a careful look, he found that he was not nervous at all, but just continued to eat breakfast.

"Aren't you afraid of me?" Black asked curiously, "You should know who I am."

Charles said calmly, "You know, when the money owed is enough, the debtor is the master in front of the creditor."

Black was stunned for a moment and said, "No wonder Grindelwald asked me to come to you. It turns out that he gave you the money he borrowed."

This morning, he was practicing catching mice under complex weather conditions when Grindelwald appeared.

Charles smiled and said to him: "To thank you for your help, I have reserved a private room for the Black family on the third floor of the Dancing Grass Restaurant. You can use it with confidence. The fee will be deducted from the interest."

"Don't worry, this room currently has no public owner, and no one will know that you have been there."

"I think the food there is more delicious than the centaurs."

Black's heart tightened. It seems that he knew he would turn into a dog and was worried about being informed.

Only Grindelwald knew his current hiding place. He would not tell, but Charles was not sure.

"What is your relationship?" Black asked. He was very curious about how Grindelwald, a character who appeared in Professor Binns' class, was connected with Charles.

Charles thought about it and replied: "It's a friend."

He was now wondering how Grindelwald knew that he was kidnapped, and whether Dumbledore knew about it and went to inform the old man first.

In Charles' view, it was not important whether Black knew about it or how he found him. The key was why he was looking for him and what Grindelwald or the old man was doing behind the scenes.

Black took out two boxes from his pocket and placed them next to the French fries, saying solemnly: "Please give these two things to Dumbledore."

Charles took a look at the Horcrux and the fake Horcrux, picked up a tissue to cover them, and didn't look at them again.

Black asked him: "Don't you ask what this is?"

Charles took a sip of the happy water and said: "I just want to beat you up now."

Black sneered and said: "Don't think you can get away with that debt by sending me back to Azkaban. It will be left as my legacy..."

"Harry Potter." Charles helped him, "I'm not talking about this. I want to beat you up because you ruined the Fat Lady's oil painting."

Black looked frightened and shook his head and said: "I don't mean to comment on your private life, but I still remind you that the Fat Lady is just an oil painting, not a real person."

Charles didn't know what he was going to say at first, but when he understood, he was so angry that the veins on his forehead popped up. This bastard thought he regarded the Fat Lady as his two-dimensional wife.

Before Charles could explain, there was a knock on the door, and Black immediately Apparated away.

In less than a minute, Dumbledore and Lupin came down under the guidance of the kidnappers. It seemed that their negotiation went smoothly. The only one who was beaten was the young man named Jacob.

The victim's family didn't say anything. It was good that Dumbledore personally came forward and didn't pursue the matter.

Dumbledore was also relieved because Charles didn't beat him to death.

Lupin came over and asked Charles: "Are you injured?"

He took out a large piece of chocolate from his pocket and handed it over.

Charles took the chocolate and said: "No, they are very friendly."

"Professor Dumbledore," he saw the headmaster coming over, "someone gave you an early Christmas present."

Dumbledore saw him pointing at something covered with tissue paper, and the old wand in his hand moved only slightly, and a gust of wind gently blew the tissue paper away.

"Who sent it?" Dumbledore recognized the beautiful locket as a Horcrux at a glance.

Charles replied: "Ten thousand Galleons."

"I don't have that much money..." Dumbledore was too familiar with this guy who only had money in his eyes, and thought he would give him money himself before he said it.

Lupin didn't think about giving money, and shouted: "Black?!"

"What's the matter?" Black from the United States next to him thought he was calling them.

Dumbledore also realized that Charles was talking about the reward on the wanted poster, so he said to them: "We are leaving. If you have good news in the Himalayas, remember to write to me."

Seeing that he was about to go back, Charles said to the young man: "Jacob, it doesn't matter if that girl marries someone else, she will have a daughter in the future."

Everyone around them had black hair.

Dumbledore said thoughtfully to the American Blacks: "Charles has the gift of divination."

Charles twitched the corner of his mouth. He just wanted to take revenge. How could you lead him in this direction?

This incident was not worth mentioning to Charles. It was not until he received a wedding invitation from Jacob many years later that he remembered that such an incident had occurred.

"Just come back!" Professor McGonagall breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Charles in the foyer of the castle.

Rita Skeeter, who ran faster than Apparition, was already waiting here. She came over immediately and asked: "Mr. Smith, can I conduct a private interview with you about today's incident?"

The kidnapping of Hogwarts students is big news and one you must not miss.

Charles looked at his watch, winked at her and said, "I have to rush to class now. How about I write you a letter about what happened during my lunch break."

Skeeter saw the meaning of his color and agreed immediately.

Charles failed to return to class and was taken to the principal's office by Dumbledore, followed by Lupine, apparently wanting to hear about Black.

Professor McGonagall also wanted to follow, but Dumbledore smiled slyly and said to her: "Minerva, I have to ask you one thing, can you go to No. 3 Privet Drive and tell Jack that Charles is back safely? I think he is already worried. I’m going to start losing my hair.”

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