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Chapter 317 - 317: 0317 Godfather · Oct 25, 2026

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301 Chapter 301 - 301: 0301 Advice 2026-10-25
302 Chapter 302 - 302: 0302 First Class 2026-10-25
303 Chapter 303 - 303: 0303 The Lesson 2026-10-25
304 Chapter 304 - 304: 0304 Boggart 2026-10-25
305 Chapter 305 - 305: 0305 Popularity 2026-10-25
306 Chapter 306 - 306: 0306 Final Classes 2026-10-25
307 Chapter 307 - 307: 0307 Quidditch 2026-10-25
308 Chapter 308 - 308: 0308 A Visit 2026-10-25
309 Chapter 309 - 309: 0309 Quarrels 2026-10-25
310 Chapter 310 - 310: 0310 Hogsmeade 2026-10-25
311 Chapter 311 - 311: 0311 Halloween 2026-10-25
312 Chapter 312 - 312: 0312 Disruption 2026-10-25
313 Chapter 313 - 313: 0313 Passwords 2026-10-25
314 Chapter 314 - 314: 0314 Headmaster 2026-10-25
315 Chapter 315 - 315: 0315 Revelation 2026-10-25
316 Chapter 316 - 316: 0316 Questions 2026-10-25
317 Chapter 317 - 317: 0317 Godfather 2026-10-25
318 Chapter 318 - 318: 0318 Meeting 2026-10-25
319 Chapter 319 - 319: 0319 Talks 2026-10-25
320 Chapter 320 - 320: 0320 Quidditch 2026-10-25
321 Chapter 321 - 321: 0321 Questions 2026-10-25
322 Chapter 322 - 322: 0322 Snape’s Class 2026-10-25
323 Chapter 323 - 323: 0323 Clash 2026-10-25
324 Chapter 324 - 324: 0324 The Match 2026-10-25
325 Chapter 325 - 325: 0325 Anger 2026-10-25
326 Chapter 326 - 326: 0326 Bad Thoughts 2026-10-25
327 Chapter 327 - 327: 0327 Lupin’s Return 2026-10-25
328 Chapter 328 - 328: 0328 Quidditch Match 2026-10-25
329 Chapter 329 - 329: 0329 Case Progress 2026-10-25
330 Chapter 330 - 330: 0330 Feelings 2026-10-25
331 Chapter 331 - 331: 0331 Ron’s Advice 2026-10-25
332 Chapter 332 - 332: 0332 Mystery 2026-10-25
333 Chapter 333 - 333: 0333 Deduction 2026-10-25
334 Chapter 334 - 334: 0334 Visit 2026-10-25
335 Chapter 335 - 335: 0335 Peter Pettigrew 2026-10-25
336 Chapter 336 - 336: 0336 Exposure 2026-10-25
337 Chapter 337 - 337: 0337 Questions 2026-10-25
338 Chapter 338 - 338: 0338 The Truth 2026-10-25
339 Chapter 339 - 339: 0339 Explanations 2026-10-25
340 Chapter 340 - 340: 0340 Justice 2026-10-25
341 Chapter 341 - 341: 0341 Ministry’s Response 2026-10-25
342 Chapter 342 - 342: 0342 Method 2026-10-25
343 Chapter 343 - 343: 0343 The News 2026-10-25
344 Chapter 344 - 344: 0344 Announcement 2026-10-25
345 Chapter 345 - 345: 0345 The Letter 2026-10-25
346 Chapter 346 - 346: 0346 Percy’s Envy 2026-10-25
347 Chapter 347 - 347: 0347 Fudge’s Ramblings 2026-10-25
348 Chapter 348 - 348: 0348 Slow Ron 2026-10-25
349 Chapter 349 - 349: 0349 Crookshanks Letter 2026-10-25
350 Chapter 350 - 350: 0350 The Letter Source 2026-10-25

Godfather.

Like Halloween, Christmas, and Easter, this term originated from religion, referring to theologians with authority in formulating or explaining doctrine.

Later, it gradually transformed to mean someone who gives a Christian name during infant or child baptism and guarantees to undertake their religious education.

However, as time continued to pass, even this function began to gradually weaken.

It can be said that by today, the concept of godfather has long transcended the religious framework, becoming a deep bond beyond bloodlines, even carrying the color of a community of shared destiny.

Anyone who can be chosen as a godfather for one’s child is undoubtedly a true close friend.

Simply put, if it weren’t for Sirius Black’s betrayal leading to his imprisonment in Azkaban, he would be Harry’s undisputed legal guardian.

To some extent, his priority would even come before Aunt Petunia and Uncle Vernon.

As Hagrid said, under such circumstances, on that night twelve years ago, his handing baby Harry Potter over to Black was the most natural thing in the world.

Absolutely no one would blame him for it. But it was precisely such a person who betrayed the friend who trusted him most.

Not only did he cause them to be killed by Voldemort, but even twelve years later, after escaping from prison, he still refuses to let their child go.

Simply deranged!

Harry looked at Sherlock, his eyes overflowing with gratitude.

It was precisely because Sherlock was here that he could learn about this before the school term started, thereby having some degree of psychological preparation.

If this were the first time hearing this news—

Harry involuntarily shuddered.

Just thinking about it, he felt it would be unacceptable.

”Sherlock, I—”

”No need for words of thanks, Harry.”

Looking at Harry with reddening eyes, Sherlock directly voiced his friend’s thoughts.

This made Harry feel even more embarrassed.

But Sherlock smiled slightly at this moment. ”My suggestion is, why don’t you take out the birthday gift Hagrid gave you in first year.”

Hearing Sherlock’s words, Harry’s eyes immediately lit up.

He immediately walked to his bedside table, pushed aside the books, and found that photo album.

He had looked through this album many times, but had never paid attention to people other than his parents.

This time, he specifically found the photo of his parents’ wedding.

His father was beaming and waving at him, his messy black hair sticking up.

His red-haired mother was beaming, happily arm-in-arm with his father.

And—

Standing beside his father, serving as best man, was Sirius Black.

Harry’s eyes widened in surprise. He had seen photos of Sirius Black more than once.

When he saw the wanted poster in the newspaper earlier, he had already keenly discerned the core of the handsome face beneath that waxy surface.

But at this moment, he had no way to connect the person in this photo with that fugitive on the wanted poster.

Harry’s father, James Potter, was six feet tall.

Black was actually slightly taller than James—a head of black hair hung before his eyes, and neither James’s hair nor Harry’s hair had ever had such elegance.

Gray eyes like Sherlock’s looked particularly striking, possessing the same sharpness as Sherlock’s, yet with several degrees more pride.

Just from this photo, his entire being radiated a free and wanton temperament, making him appear exceptionally handsome and dashing.

If he didn’t know they were the same person, he would never guess that the person in this old photo was Black.

Without exaggeration, his current appearance surpassed even Gilderoy Lockhart and the young Tom Riddle.

At this moment, Harry could confirm that Sirius Black was the ceiling of attractiveness among everyone he had ever seen, even surpassing his mother Lily, who was female.

All three people in this photo had light in their eyes.

Harry looked at the handsome, smiling Sirius Black, his thoughts inevitably scattering.

When this photo was taken, was this person already serving Voldemort?

Was he already plotting the death date of his best friend and his wife?

And did he realize that this behavior would face a full twelve years of imprisonment, and that this disaster would make him unrecognizable?

Just as Harry was lost in wild thoughts, Sherlock’s hand pressed on his shoulder.

”Harry, I suggest you needn’t think so much.”

Harry turned around and looked at Sherlock.

Green eyes and gray eyes met each other, allowing Harry to understand Sherlock’s meaning.

Before going to the headmaster’s office to find Dumbledore, Harry had been troubled by the professors finding excuses to accompany him through the corridors and Percy following him at all times.

But after knowing the ins and outs of the matter, he understood these people’s actions.

After three years with Sherlock, Harry had thoroughly developed his brain.

Sirius Black.

He was his father’s best friend, his nominal godfather. His betrayal led to his parents being brutally killed by Voldemort, making him an orphan.

Twelve years later today, he still refuses to let him go, escaping from Azkaban and coming all this way to hunt him down.

Harry had personally experienced the terror of Dementors, that kind of fear and despair that made it almost impossible for him to muster any thought of resistance.

Yet Black had escaped from under their very noses.

Facing such a person, no amount of caution was excessive.

Not to mention that Black had already come to Hogwarts Castle once.

However, what surprised even Harry himself was that even facing this criminal who could be called cruel and perverted throughout magical history, his heart actually held little fear.

After much thought, he felt it was still Sherlock who gave him strength.

Probably due to path dependence and habit becoming natural, Harry always felt that before long, Sherlock would surely find clues and catch Black!

That belief formed in first year hadn’t faded with time but had become even firmer—as long as I follow Sherlock, I have nothing to fear!

Next, Harry put this matter aside and devoted all his thoughts to training for the Quidditch match.

Like last year, since entering winter, the weather became increasingly harsh.

However, the brave and fearless Gryffindor team trained even harder through wind and rain.

Every time the Gryffindor team trained, Madam Hooch would be present.

The official explanation was to supervise team training, but the real reason was to protect Harry.

Besides Madam Hooch, even Professor McGonagall, the Gryffindor Head of House, appeared at the Quidditch pitch from time to time.

In her own words. ”For heaven’s sake, I’d also like to see us finally win the Cup.”

However, she also forbade Harry from following Sherlock’s morning training.

The reason was simple. in the early morning on the outdoor field, only Sherlock and Neville were beside Harry, which was too exposed and she couldn’t always accompany them.

As a result, once again, only Neville remained beside Sherlock.

Under Sherlock’s guidance, Neville’s progress was rapid, and his talent in swordsmanship gradually emerged.

”I feel like Harry encounters trouble every year.”

After yet another morning training session ended, Neville said weakly. ”It was like this last year too. He’s always training and then goes off to deal with other things.”

”This is to be expected. The savior of the wizarding world, the Boy Who Lived, the vanquisher of the Dark Lord—his special status means he’s always at the center of the vortex.”

Sherlock chuckled lightly and handed the long, straight stick in his hand to Neville. ”Neville, please help me take it back.”

”That’s no problem, of course,” Neville took the stick readily, asking somewhat curiously, ”But Sherlock, aren’t you returning to the dormitory?”

”Someone’s here to see me.”

Following Sherlock’s gaze, Neville was surprised to see the former Slytherin prefect, current Head Girl, seventh-year witch Gemma Farley walking toward Sherlock.

She was beautiful, her figure was like an elegant swan, the silver badge on her chest was glinting in the light and shadow, attracting the gazes of many young wizards nearby.

”F-Farley, Head Girl!”

When he saw Gemma, Neville couldn’t even speak properly.

”Mr. Longbottom, hello.”

When Gemma saw Sherlock, her blue eyes turned into moons.

Her gaze swept over Neville holding the long sticks, finding it amusing. ”Sherlock, you’ve been training again?”

”Obviously.”

Gemma tilted her head slightly, looking through the corridor’s windows toward outside the castle.

Hray clouds were churning toward the spires, damp wind carrying fallen leaves beating against the windows with rustling sounds.

”The weather’s not good today. I think there’ll be another rainstorm soon.”

”This belongs to the transitional type between temperate oceanic climate and mountain climate. This season is precisely when there’s much rain and wind.”

”Are you showing off to me? If I weren’t still studying Muggle Studies, I really wouldn’t know what you’re talking about!”

”This is common knowledge, my friend.”

”I don’t consider this common knowledge, dear Sherlock.”

Gemma blinked playfully, the smile at the corner of her mouth teasing.

”I’d bet you that fewer than one-third of people can accurately describe the climate characteristics of their region.”

Standing to the side, Neville watched Sherlock and Gemma chat about the weather back and forth, suddenly feeling he shouldn’t be there.

His eyes wandered frantically between the two. ”Well, um, Sherlock, Head Girl Farley, you chat first. I have something to do, so I’ll go!”

”Good luck, Mr. Longbottom,” Gemma said warmly.

As soon as she finished speaking, Neville stumbled.

He frantically steadied himself, his round face flushing red, and disappeared around the corner in a flash.

This Head Girl was not only beautiful but had such a unique temperament.

Just standing with her created immense pressure, so such matters should be left to Sherlock!

Gemma looked around; those young wizards who had been secretly watching hastily averted their gazes.

She frowned slightly with a flash of displeasure in her eyes.

”Let’s go. Let’s find another place to talk.”

”The classroom on the fourth floor again?”

Gemma paused slightly, then smiled. ”Alright, that place again this time. Next time—I’ll give you a gift.”

”What gift?”

”We’ll talk about it next time.” Gemma blinked slyly and turned to walk away.

The two walked up the spiral staircase, the portraits on the walls watching them curiously.

Once again arriving at that classroom on the fourth floor, Gemma efficiently closed the door.

Her wand slid out from under her robes like a spirit snake, drawing an elegant arc in the air. ”Anti-Alohomora!”

The already-closed door lock emitted a crisp ”click.”

”Anti-unlocking charm?”

Sherlock leaned against a desk, his expression calm but eyes slightly narrowed, revealing some inquiry.

”Precisely so.”

Gemma put away her wand, elegantly smoothing her skirt, indicating Sherlock should sit.

After both Sherlock and she had taken their seats, a helpless yet teasing smile curved her lips.

”Penelope told me that last year when she was kissing Weasley in an empty classroom, Harry very unfortunately saw them.”

At this point, Gemma paused, her blue eyes gazing into Sherlock’s gray ones.

”I don’t want to be like her, seen by others.”

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