Hogwarts: Don't call me the Staff Maker

Chapter 254 The Mouse and the Dog in the Wooden House

Chapter 255 The Mouse and the Dog in the Wooden House

The house on the edge of the Forbidden Forest that the house-elves mentioned is actually Hagrid's cabin. After all, the entire Hogwarts...

Hagrid was the only one willing to live near the Forbidden Forest.

There used to be a Professor Kettleburn, but he retired this year and moved to Hogsmeade.

Xilun wanted to see, so he quickened his pace and walked to the front of the wooden house.

Hagrid should have already gone to the stadium to watch the game. Ever since Harry joined the team, he'd become a die-hard Gryffindor fan. Today was the Quidditch Cup final, and of course he wouldn't miss it, so he went to the stadium early to cheer Harry on.

The cabin door was tightly closed, and as soon as Xilun approached, a burst of urgent barking came from inside.

That must be the sound of a fang. It was a hunting dog owned by Hagrid. It was tall and mighty, no less impressive than Sirius's Animagus, but in reality, it was a coward. It would immediately tuck its tail between its legs and run away at the slightest disturbance.

Later, it was said that it had been traumatized by Tom's beating, so Hagrid had to send it to the Forbidden Forest to avoid trouble.

When Xilun first heard such words, he was so disgusted that he wanted to go to the Forbidden Forest, which was fraught with danger, to avoid the storm.

What's the difference between this and going to a volcano crater to cool off?

But later, Toothbaek became Tom's sidekick and stopped getting beaten up.

Seemingly drawn by Xilun's scent, it barked even louder and occasionally raised its front paws to push the door open.

With a click, the door opened.

Clearly, Hagrid didn't have the habit of locking the door.

Ya Ya rushed out and rubbed against Xi Lun's legs incessantly with a fawning expression.

"Toothie, I don't have time to play with you right now," Xilun said, quickly finding the largest jar on the windowsill through the open door.

It must have been a milk jug, but Hagrid didn't like drinking milk and hadn't used it in a long time; it was just sitting there as a decoration.

However, at the same time, Xilun made another discovery.

Near the cabin, under a large tree on the outskirts of the forbidden forest, a large black dog lay motionless.

His eyes were fixed on this side.

Sirius quickly recognized him as Sirius, who obviously recognized him as well, and for the first time looked away from the house.

A few minutes later, Sirius walked over, and Sirius returned to his original form.

"What are you doing—" he looked at Siron in surprise, "Shouldn't you be watching the Quidditch game at the stadium right now?"

In the distance, you can clearly see the players flying around on broomsticks.

"I have more important things to do," Celen said. "I bet you're here because of Peter Pettigrew."

"That's right," Sirius said through gritted teeth. "Remus and I agreed to take turns watching him until Harry finds out the truth."

"What if Harry never finds out?"

"Then we'll just keep following them," Sirius said without hesitation.

He felt Lupin was right; avenging James and Lily was important, but letting Harry know the truth about what happened back then was equally important.

He was willing to wait a little longer.

Moreover, he believed that Harry would find out the truth soon, and perhaps he would prefer to take revenge himself.

Sirius told Sirius about their entire plan.

Despite Lupin's repeated instructions to keep it a secret and not tell anyone, Sirius considered Sirius one of his own.

It's okay to tell him.

So he told them everything.

"Let Harry discover that Peter Pettigrew is still alive, then guide him to uncover the truth little by little, and finally give him the power to decide?" Siron stroked his chin.

To be fair, Lupin's plan was very detailed, and he had been guiding Harry since before, when they were learning the Tracking Charm.

"But you might need to come up with a new plan," Siren said with a shrug.

"Why?" Sirius asked. "I think Remus's plan is good, and Harry has the right to know the truth about it."

“Yes, I completely agree,” Celen said, pointing as he spoke, “but do you want to see who’s coming over there?”

Sirius instinctively looked in the direction Sirius was pointing and saw someone running quickly toward them.

When he saw the person's face clearly, his eyes widened in surprise.

"Harry?"

"How is this possible!"

He looked up sharply.

If the person running towards us is Harry, then who is the one riding a firebolt searching for the Golden Snitch?

"Two, two Harrys?"

"To be precise, there's only one," Siron said. "What you're seeing is actually Harry three hours later."

"Three hours later—wait, could it be a time-twister?" As a member of the Black family, the well-informed Sirius quickly understood the reason for the appearance of the second Harry.

"That's right, it's a time converter." Xilun nodded.

"But—why?"

"Probably for Peter Pettigrew."

Xilun didn't say much.

While they were talking, Harry had already run to the vicinity.

Toothbrush spotted him too and immediately rushed over, excitedly circling around Harry.

"Sorry, Toothpick, I don't have time to play with you right now," Harry said.

He struggled to lock Ya Ya back into the cabin, then began to wander around the area, his eyes constantly fixed on some hidden places, as if searching for something.

Seeing that Harry hadn't gone into the cabin, Sirius breathed a sigh of relief and retreated back into the woods.

No wonder he was nervous. Peter Pettigrew was inside too. What if he saw Harry alone and suddenly attacked?

It's not impossible.

Fortunately, Harry was only nearby and did not go inside the house.

"What is he looking for?" Sirius asked curiously.

"Find the truth."

"You mean, Harry knows Peter is here?" Sirius's eyes lit up as if he had just realized something.

"As expected of Harry, he's even smarter than we expected, finding it so quickly."

"Don't rush to praise your godson," Siron said. "If he had really found Peter, he would have gone into the cabin by now, instead of wasting time on the edge of the Forbidden Forest like this."

"At least he's headed in the right direction," Sirius said. "If he keeps going, he'll definitely find Peter." Sirius insisted.

"The premise is that Peter doesn't run away; once he's discovered, we just wait for him to catch him."

"I will help him."

"Then never mind."

As the two were talking, Hermione arrived, running breathlessly to Harry's side.

"You're here. Didn't you get caught?"

"No." Hermione shook her head. "Sirlen was focused on the game and probably didn't notice me—and you, did you find Peter Pettigrew?"

"No," Harry said tearfully.

However, Hermione remained calm, as if she had expected this to happen.

Finding a mouse in such a large forbidden forest is like finding a needle in a haystack; it's normal not to find one.

"In that case, let's not look for him anymore," she said. "When I arrived, Gryffindor had already scored thirty points, which means the match will be over soon, and he will naturally show up then."

"what?"

Harry looked up in disbelief toward the Quidditch pitch and, sure enough, saw himself riding a Firebolt, accelerating.

He knew very well that he had already seen the Golden Snitch.

For the first time, Harry didn't want to catch the Golden Snitch.

"It's okay if we can't find him now," Hermione said. "We can still stop Peter Pettigrew from escaping."

"But we'd better find somewhere to hide now. Peter and Black will be here soon, so we don't want to be discovered."

"Alright," Harry nodded. "We can go to Hagrid's cabin; we definitely won't be discovered there."