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Chapter 281 Dumbledore who came to visit 【Subscription】

Just kidding, a Hogwarts student who doesn't even have independent financial ability, just easily confronting a family that has been passed down for hundreds of years?

The elders of the Black family are not shit eaters.

With just a brief note, Sirius can be immediately cancelled and brought to the family for trial.

And Sirius was able to successfully complete seven years, and joined the Order of the Phoenix after graduation.

Behind it, there is definitely the connivance of the Black family.

Amber yawned lazily, this kind of thing is not uncommon, and it can't even be regarded as a secret.

In other words, everyone in the pureblood family at the time, even Voldemort, was tacitly accepting this.

I am afraid that only Sirius Black would think that the family would tolerate his nonsense in such matters.

Shaking his head slowly, Amber turned his attention to the wanted notice on the TV again.

On the side, Mr. Granger suddenly realized.

Secrets can always bring two people closer together, especially Amber's own secrets about the magic world.

Such secrets and conspiracy theories satisfy Mr. Granger's gossip psychology to a great extent.

For the first time, Mr. Granger enthusiastically started to inquire about all the details inside.

"Amber, then why was this Mr. Black taken from your prison?"

Mr. Granger had already thrown off the newspaper in his hand and leaned over to Amber's side, his eyes full of curiosity.

Faced with the question of his prospective father-in-law, Amber naturally knew everything.

"In fact, he was close to succeeding, only to be calculated by an opponent. 35

"His opponent killed a lot of people to escape, and he had to bear the name of the murderer.""

Amber shrugged, a look of helplessness on his face.

"To be honest, it wasn't his choice, it wasn't that he made any wrong decisions."

"He's just stupid.

Mr. Granger nodded approvingly.

The Blake thing is just a blip.

Especially when the Granger family knew Blake's true position, a wanted criminal who looked ferocious, immediately became a trivial topic at the dinner table.

During this long-lost meal together, Amber and Hermione became the object of everyone's ridicule.

Mr. Granger even opened a bottle of whisky after a long absence, holding the glass very drunk, patted Amber on the shoulder constantly.

On the side, Mrs. Granger, exuding the brilliance of motherhood, could not wait to marry Amber and Hermione in the next second.

Over a meal, Amber was devastated.

Finally in the evening, he and Lilith finally said goodbye to the Granger family and walked on the dimly lit road, only then did he breathe a long sigh of relief.

"Cuckoo-"

Halfway through, Lilith suddenly covered her mouth and giggled.

"why are you laughing?"

Amber stared blankly and looked at his sister speechlessly.

"Tsk tsk, brother, when you marry Hermione in the future, you don't have to worry about making things difficult for them at all."

Lilith held back her laughter, and hung her whole body on Amber's shoulders like a raccoon, and whispered in his ear.

"Looks like the Grangers have a pretty good opinion of you, don't you see? They'd love to shove Hermione into your bed today."5

"Go! Go! Go--"

Amber pushed Lilith's head away impatiently.

"The little girl's family, how can her thoughts be in such a mess? 39

"It's not my fault, anyone with a discerning eye can see it.

Pushed away by Amber, Lilith didn't care and jumped to the door of Cadmus's house.

"And, you and Hermione—ah! Professor?"

Lilith had just finished speaking when she suddenly saw the purple-robed figure standing at the door of the house.

Dumbledore's kindly face emerged from the shadows, startling Lilith.

"Good night, Lilith."

Dumbledore nodded slightly, not seeing any impatience after waiting so long.

"Professor Dumbledore, please come in."

Lilith hurriedly opened the door and welcomed Dumbledore in.

And Amber stood behind him, looking at the figure in the purple robe, with a heavy heart.

Dumbledore came to the door, absolutely nothing good.

The old bee goes to the Three Treasures Hall without incident, I am afraid that his time-space police work will not end so easily.

When they came to the living room, a slight cold wind blew away the heat of several people.

Amber and Dumbledore sat down separately, Lilith offered two cups of black tea with a wink, and then bowed slightly. Exited the living room.

Seeing Lilith closing the door of the parlor thoughtfully, Amber retracted his gaze, looked straight at Dumbledore, and asked helplessly:

"Tell me, Professor, what are you here for this time. 35

With that said, Amber couldn't hold back his inner spit, and continued:

"Usually there is no good thing when you come to the door. Let me guess, how long will my time-space police work continue? 39

Amber's rants didn't seem to affect Dumbledore's mood.

He picked up the black tea and took a gulp of the warm tea to iron his esophagus, causing Dumbledore to nod.

"Actually, Amber, I'm here to inform you that your work will be over next month.

"Oh, there's no accident this time?"

Amber raised 780's eyebrows in surprise, not Dumbledore's style.

Dumbledore always squeezed people downstairs to the last drop of blood.

Even including himself.

It was not Dumbledore's usual practice to end work as neatly as today.

"Let's say it directly, but, professor, you came here specifically to remind me that the work is over, right?

Amber also picked up the black tea and drank it slowly.

Before at the Granger's house, he had been dealing with the Grangers carefully, not even taking a few sips of tea.

Now that he and Dumbledore were in a cooperative relationship, there was no need to pose.

"Amber, you are indeed clever, but this time your cleverness may be used in the wrong place.

Dumbledore blinked and smiled childishly.

He reached out and took out a newspaper from his robe and placed it in front of Amber.

The newspaper is the Daily Prophet, the largest print media in the wizarding world.

At this time, the entire page of the Daily Prophet. All used to publish the news of Sirius Black's escape.

"What does this mean? Professor?"

Glancing at the bony Sirius Black, Amber asked suspiciously.

"You want me to arrest Sirius Black again?"