HP: White Lord of Slytherin

Sampark glanced at Gloria cautiously, and seeing that she was not in a good mood to talk, he did not dare to continue talking to her. He unfolded the newspaper to pass the time.

"Harry." Gloria walked over to sit next to Harry, "I came to see you because something serious happened."

Harry adjusted his glasses and tried to grab the blanket under his hands, "What is it?"

"It's about a criminal who escaped from prison," Gloria said. "His name is Sirius Black."

"This is the first time I heard this name. What does it have to do with me?"

Harry saw from the corner of his eye that Sunpark had unfolded the newspaper, and the page facing him was exactly Sirius's wanted poster. He remembered seeing that face on TV at Uncle Vernon's house during the day.

Gloria explained, "He is the first wizard to escape from Azkaban since its establishment. He used to be a Death Eater who was lurking deep inside. Since he is loyal to Voldemort, I think there is a high probability that he will come to find you."

"Don't say that name--" Sampak turned pale with fright.

Harry just pursed his lips and said to Gloria: "Thank you, but it's too dangerous for you to come alone."

"Have you forgotten?" Gloria said, "Bagirisk."

Now that I think of it, I remember that snake that could kill you if you looked at it directly.

"Thank you for worrying about me." Harry stood up and walked towards Thornpark. "Can I borrow your newspaper?"

"Ern, there's an old lady up ahead, we're going to hit her!" the little head hanging on the rearview mirror shouted.

The car braked suddenly and Harry was thrown forward unexpectedly, his face hitting the glass, which made Gloria frown.

While the heads were counting down, Harry borrowed a newspaper and read the report on Sirius's prison escape. When he saw that Sirius killed thirteen people with just one spell, he couldn't help swallowing and understood why Gloria was looking for him. He was an extremely dangerous person.

Gloria said: "I forgot to tell you that Sirius is my father's older brother. They had a bad relationship when they were very young."

Dumbledore had told Harry some things about Regulus, so he knew the identity of her father, and their friendship was not affected.

"What he did has nothing to do with you." Harry asked again: "Then how are you going to get home later?"

"Don't worry, the house elves will take me there, you know their magical abilities."

The car sped along the Muggle streets, easily passing any obstacles it encountered. Soon the little head reminded that the destination was approaching.

Harry stood up and looked for his suitcase and returned the newspaper to Sunpark.

At the moment of emergency braking, Gloria once again froze herself in place, while Harry leaned forward and hit the glass...

The two got out of the car, and Sampark dutifully helped carry the suitcases, thanking Gloria in his heart for the extra money she gave him.

"You are here, Harry, Gloria--"

Gloria thought the voice sounded familiar and turned to see Minister Fudge in a striped cloak.

Thornpark excitedly shouted into the car: "Ern, look, it's the Minister of Magic!" Then he stared at Harry, "You are Harry Potter, I said you looked like you had a scar on your head."

Harry immediately covered his forehead.

Fudge was anxious to talk to Harry, and his tone to Thornpark was a little perfunctory, "I'm glad you sent them here. Now I'm going to take them to the Leaky Cauldron."

With an excited expression, Thunberg returned to the car and stood at the door. "Goodbye - Harry Potter, and Miss Slytherin!"

The car disappeared, and Gloria said to Fudge, "I won't go in. I have to go back to the manor. Mr. Fudge, did I sign my form before Sirius Black escaped from prison?"

"I'm going to give it to you once I've entered the bar." Fudge felt his jacket pocket and pulled out a signature sheet. "I went to Azkaban a few days before he escaped. Why don't I take you back first?"

Gloria felt much better when she saw the scribbled signature. "No need. My elf will lead the way. I'll leave Harry to you. Goodbye."

Harry waved at her, "See you at the start of school."

Coco appeared, grabbed Gloria's clothes, and then disappeared again.

Fudge took Harry into the bar, and Tom, the thin, toothless bar owner, appeared with a lamp in his hand. "Mr. Potter, we are looking for you everywhere."

Harry felt confused, thinking that the Ministry of Magic must have discovered Aunt Marge's arrogant behavior. "Uh... I'm sorry about Aunt Marge..."

Fudge patted him on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, Harry. The matter with your uncle's family has been resolved. There will be no problem. But how did Gloria find you?"

"Because of Sirius Black's escape from prison." Harry answered: "Gloria was worried that he would find me, and was going to let me go to her manor, but I refused and came here."

Fudge's expression was a little stiff, and he asked in a low voice: "Anything else?"

Harry shook his head, "No, anything else sir?"

"Oh - no, of course not!" Fudge laughed again and led Harry upstairs.

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As August passed, the wanted poster for Sirius was still not removed. The Daily Prophet always reminded everyone to pay attention to the man in the photo, and the Ministry of Magic also published an advertisement in the newspaper to solicit reports on Sirius's whereabouts.

Gloria wrote to Dumbledore, who replied that Harry was safe and that he was going to find an acquaintance to serve as a professor at the school, which might provide Harry with an extra layer of protection.

Before the end of summer vacation, the Malfoys came to Slytherin Manor. Narcissa mainly looked at the portrait of Regulus, while Lucius went to the portrait room. Neither of them stayed for too long.

School is about to start, and Newt decides to stay here and try to get to know half of the strange magical animals in the forest this school year.

9? The platform was covered with wanted posters, and parents hurriedly sent their children onto the express train.

Draco was holding Gloria's hand. They had just said goodbye to the Malfoys. There were crowds of people everywhere. The boy protected her and tried to find a car door with fewer people to get in.

Soon after getting on the bus, it set off expressway. They searched for a suitable seat along the way and then saw an acquaintance in a private room.

Draco stopped first, opened the door of the box, and said lazily: "This is not pot and weasel -" He was calling Harry and Ron.

Gloria closed her mouth as she wanted to say hello, fearing that she would laugh out loud. When Draco saw these people, he became unusually sharp-tongued.

Draco stared at Ron. "I heard your father won the lottery this summer. You should hug all that gold when you sleep at night."

Ron clenched his fists and Harry and Hermione glared at him.

Gloria noticed a man in a robe sleeping by the window at the innermost corner. "Is that the new professor?"

Everyone's eyes fell on the man, and Hermione nodded, "This is Professor R.J. Lupin, probably teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts."

Several people had mixed feelings about this course. The professor of this course had met with accidents for two consecutive years. They heard that this position was cursed, and professors had been changed frequently in the past.

When Draco heard that they were new professors, he stopped talking immediately, but still looked at them with disgust.

"Since the professor is resting, we won't disturb him. See you at school." Gloria nodded, closed the door of the box, and left with Draco.