A Certain Hogwarts Magician Professor

Uncle Fenon was driving in the front row, his face turned purple, and a pair of small eyes peeked at Harry and Sirius in the back row with the help of a small mirror in the car.

Harry couldn't believe his good luck, and although it was a little embarrassing to be caught lying by his godfather, his mind was full of happy emotions. In the minutes before he got off the train, he was still gloomy about spending at least six weeks with the Dursleys. He could well imagine what day it was, he would stay up for two days with his eyes open, and then one night would pry open the cupboard downstairs to do his summer homework.

After that it was just counting the days, hoping the Weasleys would take him out of the misery. It would be better if someone sent him a letter during this time. He was the most sure of Ron, Hermione, Dobby, and Sirius. , at least one birthday card, and he even started to figure out that the Dursleys were in Surrey, the Burrow was in Devon, and Hermione was in London, and if the Grangers didn't have any travel plans, maybe they would be in the summer. Meet……

Sirius interrupted Harry, who was in a trance: "I have prepared a birthday present for you, you will love it."

"What is it?"

"I can't say, I've been holding it for a long time, but I can tell you, it's perfect, James will love it..."

Uncle Fenon turned a corner, his hands were a little stiff, and all kinds of thoughts ran through his mind: a hippie wizard who didn't look much different from the one he'd seen more than ten years ago, or even worse, he wouldn't Are you going to live in your own home?

I don't have the habit of helping poor relatives, and I'm still a murderer. Even if I'm not, I've been in prison, right?

"boom!"

The car suddenly punctured and made a loud noise, and the people in the car were thrown aside by inertia, "Watch out, Harry!" "Ouch!" "Damn!"

Uncle Fenon slammed on the brakes, and the remaining three intact tires locked tightly, grinding a string of sparks on the ground. The car stopped. Uncle Fernon was patient enough, spittle and swearing, Harry stared at him dumbfounded, his brain must be smoking at this time, maybe the next two days will be overused by overuse. Stop a lot?

It wasn't until Sirius said with a dark face: "If you don't shut up again, I'll glue your mouth." Uncle Fennong did not shut up, but after two or three seconds, he muttered in a low voice: "You are not a murderer, you Said it myself."

"You don't need to remind me! Want to show you what I learned in Azkaban?" growled Sirius, but his threats didn't work out well because Uncle Fernon didn't know it. What was this place, Harry whispered to remind him that it was a wizarding prison, his little carrot fingers quivering and finally quieting down.

Uncle Feinong opened the car door with difficulty and got out of the car. Because he couldn't squat down, he could only lie on the ground and scolded: "The front tire has a flat tire, and I'm still halfway from home, and it will cost me a fortune to call a tow truck... Something went wrong..."

Sirius got out of the car, his hippie outfit attracted a lot of curious eyes, and Uncle Fenon whispered to him, "Can't you just sit back quietly! I'll call a trailer, in case someone questions you..."

Sirius pulled out his wand pinned to his jeans, and used Uncle Fernon's huge size to block himself: "Excuse me, please block me." A tiny light flashed, and the tires immediately became intact.

Uncle Fenon stared blankly at all this, wiping his eyes in disbelief, he growled, "Magic!" His first two notes were so loud, like a lit firecracker, but He quickly noticed the abnormality, his small eyes quickly scanned around, and he swallowed the sound.

"Did you think I'd appreciate you! Freaks, maggots in the ditch! Like little monsters—"

Sirius moved his wand to Uncle Fernon's triple chin and said coldly, "I can already imagine how you treated Harry."

Everyone was silent for the rest of the journey, until the car was about to pull into Privet Drive, when Uncle Fernon suddenly thought of a question, how could he bring this trouble into his home unnoticed.

Harry didn't think it was driving anymore, he was walking faster than that, the car was just moving forward bit by bit.

Sirius was also aware of his unpopularity, perhaps from the beginning, but he wanted to see how Harry was doing and suppressed his temper for that, but he was on the verge of breaking out.

"Stop," said Sirius. The car stopped immediately.

He handed Harry a mirror: "It's a two-way mirror, there are two in total, and I still have one in my hand. If you want to find me, just call me at it and you'll be in my mirror, And I can show up in your mirror and talk to you. In the past, when James and I weren't together, we used that to connect."

He looked at Uncle Fenon: "You're not going to stop it, are you?"

"of course not."

Harry took the mirror and looked left and right. It was a bit similar to the Weasley twins' lovers mirror. He secretly bought it and planned to give it to some people he knew, but the twins insisted not to charge, so he was embarrassed to take more.

Harry whispered, "Are you leaving?"

"Yeah, I know it's here, 4 Privet Drive." Sirius said, Uncle Fenon's body trembled, Sirius ignored him and continued: "Dumbledore told me that your uncle's house was tortured. Magic, can protect you from prying eyes..."

He turned to Uncle Fernon and said coldly, "It's protecting you too, you should know that."

"Enchanted?" "What have you done to my home!"

Sirius said: "Dumbledore didn't elaborate, I guess it was some kind of powerful protection magic, maybe something like the Charm of Faithful Loyalty? I don't know..." He hurriedly changed the subject.

Sirius lied, and he and Dumbledore had a heated argument over Harry's custody, and in order to appease him, Dumbledore told him more.

There are two layers of protection in Harry, one from his mother.

It is an ancient magic, and the preparation time is extremely long. It belongs to the magic of mobilizing the power of the mind like a powerful curse, but the former is more difficult, and it needs to be full of love into the power of protection. That is Lily Evans for herself Prepared for unborn children.

But this is only the first step of this magic. It is not uncommon in the magic world to use blood connection as the link of spell casting. What is rare is that this ancient magic has a follow-up. The blood relatives who cast the spell voluntarily choose to sacrifice, which can greatly enhance this magic. The power of any malicious spell will automatically bounce.

"This magic protected Harry once, and it should have ceased to do so. I perpetuated its effects. At that time I was faced with a choice: for a group of people, or for one? What was there to hesitate? Even though Voldemort had disappeared by then , yes, I admit that he just disappeared, five, ten, twenty years...he will definitely come back, I'll have to make a decision then, while others are still celebrating their hard-earned victories, I Already thinking about Voldemort's return.

So I made a logical choice, and it was the strongest protection I could offer Harry - as long as he called home to a place with the same blood as his mother, he would be safe from Voldemort. "

"For that, he has to go back at least once a year and live there for a while."

The second layer of guardianship came from Dumbledore. He used layers of magic to cover up No. 4 Privet Drive, but it could not be completely closed. For this reason, he set a condition: anyone from the magical world who harbored malice would not They will find it here. Even if the address is accidentally leaked, they can only lock a nearby area at most, and try their luck like headless flies, and Dumbledore will get the news long before that.

This was to prevent the remnants of the Death Eaters from seeking revenge at the time, and it was both a protection for Harry and a protection for the Dursleys.

"I left this information in Harry's swaddling swaddling bag and said it all, and when I was sure they accepted Harry, I left with confidence and hope for the future. I know the Dursleys are not friendly, But that's also what I needed at the time, and I didn't want Harry growing up in a doting environment or getting carried away with honor for things he didn't remember at all."

"Sirius, I hope you will fulfill your godfather responsibilities and bring more love to Harry, but at the same time, you must also be careful with your words and deeds..."

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Sirius left, saying to the unhappy Harry, "I'm going to rent a room nearby, and you can come whenever you want. You can do whatever you want, except you can't stay overnight!"

This chapter is unexpectedly difficult to write. I originally planned to write about Sirius and the Dursleys having dinner, and some interesting things happened in the middle, but no matter how you think about it, it will not be associated with "interesting".

As for Dumbledore's explanation of Sirius, this is necessary, because unlike the original, Sirius is no longer a wanted criminal, and he has more custody of Harry than the Dursleys.