Vol 2 Chapter 262: Family

"Then we decided so happily." Fanlin said, he was really relieved here, since they came out of the castle today, one string of Fanlin has been taut. It made him feel very tired. When it really relaxed, Fanlin felt weak for a while.
"I can come," Hermione said, and she quickly supported Fanlin's body with her hand.
"How do you feel?" Lupin said gently, as long as he didn't incarnate as a werewolf, Professor Lupin was still very gentle.
"It's nothing, I'm a little nervous, and the consumption of magic power is a bit big. But..." Fanlin raised his magic pattern bracelet, "With it, he will almost recover when he leaves the secret path."
This was given to him by Snape, but Snape was knocked unconscious on the ground now.
"That's good..." Lupin said, his mentality is also very relaxed, and in about an hour, they will be able to return to Hogwarts, and then this means that this matter has ended perfectly.
"Ron he..." Harry said. He was supporting Ron with his hand. Ron had been knocked out by Lupin's hand. He could only lean on Harry limply, the worst Yes, Ron also had a problem with one of his legs, which seemed to be broken.
"You know, my bones are not as good as Madam Pomfrey, so I think the best way is to tie Weasley's legs with straps, then send Weasley to the school hospital, and then ask Dumbledore came to help him recover."
Lupin said, he hurriedly walked to Ron, bent down, touched Ron's leg with his wand, and muttered, "Feru1a (Awei)!"
The bandage jumped onto Ron's feet, bound his leg tightly, and fixed it to the thin wooden strip. Harry carefully helped Ron to his feet, and he tried his best to let Ron lean entirely on him.
"That's fine." Lupin said. Although Ron was controlled by the Imperius, Dumbledore must have something to do. Back then, some people were controlled by Voldemort with the Imperius. This seems to be a A good excuse, many Death Eaters use this as an excuse to alleviate their crimes.
However, those who were really controlled were all rescued by Dumbledore, so Lupin was very relieved that the gap between Peter and Voldemort was not one and a half, and the strength of the two was not comparable at all.
"What about Professor Snape?" Hermione asked in a low voice, looking down at Snape's prostrated body.
"He's nothing serious." Lupin said, bending down and touching Snape's pulse. "He was just a little...excited. He was still in a coma. Oh...maybe the best thing to do is to wait for us to arrive safely. The castle will wake him up later. We can take him like this..."
With that, Lupin tapped his magic wand as if an invisible rope was tied to Snape's wrists, neck, and knees. He was pulled into a standing position, still hanging his head unpleasantly. Like a strange puppet. His feet were a few inches off the ground, and his feet were pulled softly.
"Two of us should be tied to this thing," Black said, touching Peter Pettigrew with his big toe, "just in case."
"I'm coming." Lupin said. "In this way, be safe if he dares to make any intentions..."
Peter trembled with fright, Lupin turned a wooden plank into a pair of heavy handcuffs by transforming it into a pair of heavy handcuffs. He cuffed his left hand with Peter Pettigrew's right hand.
"This is foolproof."
"Let's go quickly," Fanlin murmured, "I think we need a good rest, and we can give him to Dumbledore to save him."
"Okay." Everyone nodded together. They all felt a little tired. The constant injuries, magical fights, and spiritual relief were all tiring tasks.
Fanlin went out first, and he slowly walked downstairs with the support of Hermione. They needed to return to Hogwarts through the secret road when they came.
Behind them were Lupin, Peter Pettigrew, and of course Professor Severus Snape floating in a coma. Fanlin felt that when Professor Snape woke up, he would be killed. He is considering whether to go out and hide...
It is difficult to return to the tunnel. Lupin and Peter Pettigrew had to walk sideways, Luhu still pointed his wand at Peter Pettigrew. Harry could see them marching awkwardly in a single row along the tunnel. Fanlin and Hermione still headed the head. The two of them didn't know what they were talking about, but it was mostly Hermione who asked, and Fanlin answered that they always did.
Harry followed Blake closely, and Ron was between the two. Ron, who was unlucky, had passed out and they had to hold him.
Black still let Snape float in front of them; Snape's crooked head hit the low top of the tunnel from time to time. Harry felt that Black deliberately didn't stop it.
"Do you know what this means?" Black asked Harry suddenly, and they were slowly advancing in the tunnel. "Hand in Peter Pettigrew?"
"You are free," Harry said.
"Yes..." Sirius said, "but I also—I don’t know if anyone told you—I am your godfather."
"Yes, I know." Harry said.
"Harry, your parents assigned me to be your guardian." Black said stiffly. "If they encounter misfortune..."
Harry waited for him to continue. Does Black mean what he guessed in his heart? "Of course. If you are willing to live with your aunt and uncle, I will understand." Black said, "But...meet...think about it. Once I recover my reputation...if you want one ...A different home..."
Harry's eyes suddenly lit up. He felt that his head wasn't enough. He always did. Hermione kept asking him to read more books.
"What-live with you?" he said, unknowingly bumping his head against a protruding rock at the top of the tunnel. "Leave the Dursley house?"
"Of course, I don't think you would want to," Blacksoon said, "I understand, I just want to..."
"Are you crazy?" Harry said ~EbookFREE.me~ his voice suddenly became hoarse, just like Blake's. "Of course I want to leave Dursley's house! Do you have a house? When can I move in?"
Black turned to look at him; Snape's head was rubbing the top of the camp tunnel, but Black didn't seem to care.
"Will you?" He agreed. "you are serious?"
"Yes, I mean it!" Harry said.
Blake's thin face showed a real smile for the first time, and Harry had never seen him smile like this before. The different effects of the smile are amazing. It seems that a person ten years younger than him is beaming to him through the hunger mask; for a while, people can recognize Harry’s parents when they were married. The one who laughed.
　　
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