Godson = dry son ≈ real son.


    Harry Blake.


    It''s done!


    Klein touched his smooth chin and gradually combined the images of Harry and Sirius.


    "What do you think?"


    Seeing Klein beside him in a trance, Dumbledore couldn''t help raising his hand and shaking it in front of each other.


    "Nothing. I''m just happy for Harry."


    Sirius went to wash after dinner. At this time, there was no outsider, and Klein did not continue to hide.


    He raised the corners of his mouth with a sincere smile.


    "That''s a good thing."


    "Well... It''s a good thing."


    Dumbledore nodded irrefutably.


    The poor child would be very happy if he knew that there was always someone silently caring for him.


    But now is not the best time


    Ministry of magic, buddy Crouch.


    The old man sighed in his heart and silently recorded a name in his heart.


    You have to tie the bell before you untie the bell. It''s not over yet!


    "Hoo ~ it''s so comfortable."


    They were chatting one after another. At this time, Sirius returned to the living room.


    His hair and beard were still wet, but he was not as sloppy as before.


    A standard middle-aged handsome man.


    It''s just a little thin. The old clothes are loose.


    "Welcome back, Sirius."


    Dumbledore got up from the sofa and gave Sirius a hug seriously.


    In addition to being happy, he was also very guilty.


    Before the accident, Sirius had been a key member of the order of the Phoenix - he was too reckless to easily doubt Sirius''s loyalty.


    "Yes."


    The old headmaster believed in himself, and Sirius was very happy.


    However, he did not put his emotions on the surface.


    More than a decade in prison has transformed him.


    He stood there and gave Dumbledore a simple hug, looking quite calm.


    "Then, Mr. Black, let''s go."


    For a short time, Dumbledore and Sirius agreed that it was not a good time to see Harry.


    Therefore, Klein had to send the wronged dog uncle to Egypt first.


    In the corner of the living room, the house elf clencher was very happy.


    Go anywhere. It''s best to die outside.


    If he hadn''t lost some control of his excitement and been found out, Klein and they almost forgot that there was another thing.


    Cast a magic to erase kretcher''s memory.


    Klein smiled and opened the transmission array with a special "door key".


    "When the time is ripe, I will come back."


    Before stepping into the transmission array, Sirius spoke to Dumbledore.


    "Don''t worry, I will pay close attention to Barty Crouch''s trend and try to wash your charges."


    Dumbledore nodded.


    In addition to tracking down Voldemort''s Horcruxes, he has a new job.


    "Bye."


    Waving goodbye to Dumbledore for the last time, Sirius entered the transmission array and disappeared.


    As for Klein, he and Dumbledore had nothing to say. They waved their hands and sent them along.


    Yellow sand is all over the sky.


    Sirius stepped out of the transmission array and felt a heat wave.


    Accustomed to the cold and humid Britain, and then suddenly to such a big steamer as Egypt, he couldn''t adapt at once and subconsciously wanted to spit out his tongue.


    "Hoo ~"


    Klein is the same, but as the "spokesman of the underworld God", he can also be regarded as a famous shoulder in Egypt. Most of the hot feelings disappeared because of the relationship between God and his family.


    "Do you like your new home?"


    They are located outside the ruins of the "city of death", and the environment is not very good. Klein smiled and asked, secretly observing the expression on Sirius''s face. "Compared with Azkaban, this is heaven."


    Maybe he noticed the eyes of "green clay" and Sirius smiled.


    "Well."


    Feeling a little bored, Klein put aside his joke and took Sirius to the ruins of the city of death.


    Unexpectedly, as soon as they walked in, a group of scarabs surrounded them!


    "Wang Defa!"


    Because it was too scary, Sirius did not pay attention for a moment, but made a sound similar to dog barking and British National scolding.


    Klein was stunned and his expression gradually twisted


    He was laughing.


    "Well, you little cute."


    It seems that Eaton is not lazy these days. He has finished his orders (feeding Scarab).


    Squatting down, Klein waved his wand and turned into a cow out of thin air.


    The scarabs were happy as if they had seen the old father''s children and directly ignored Sirius with a frightened face. However, they ate the cattle in three or five seconds and didn''t even have bones left.


    Sirius people are stupid.


    These insects are much more terrible than the unforgivable curse!


    "Don''t worry, you are by my side and you are stained with my breath. These children won''t embarrass you."


    Stand up, Klein explained.


    After a pause, he was afraid that Sirius was not at ease, and specially added a "blessing of the dark god" to each other.


    "Hoo ~"


    Dumbledore''s friend was indeed unfathomable.


    Sirius to baby faced green Clay has a new understanding.


    "Let me introduce you to someone."


    Shennian scanned the whole mausoleum and found that Christopher was digging sand. Klein thought about it and didn''t have the heart to disturb his loyal men.


    He turned his head and said something to Sirius. He clapped his hands.


    "Imorton, come here."


    "Huh?"


    Thought Klein used ancient Egyptian and Sirius didn''t know why.


    But unexpectedly, a dark wind blew, and a bald head wearing a black robe suddenly appeared at the entrance of the tomb where they were.


    "How bright."


    This is the only thought in Sirius''s heart.


    Even after shaving and cutting his hair, the amount of his hair looked so amazing in front of this mysterious bald head.


    "Great God."


    When imoden saw Klein, he knelt respectfully on one knee. He was honest and didn''t look like the high priest who stole Pharaoh''s women.


    As the "gatekeeper of the underworld", he must unconditionally obey the "messenger of the underworld."


    "Imorton, this is my friend. He''s going to stay here for some time. You''re responsible for taking care of him."


    Klein impolitely ordered imorton.


    The bald priest nodded yes.


    "Great God, not long ago, those mortals came to the city of death and stole the sun golden Sutra."


    Blinking, he didn''t forget to report what had happened recently.


    "No harm."


    About the "Sun golden Sutra", Klein revealed it to Richard. Without the hands of mortals, the spell power on the "Sun golden Sutra" is a trouble.


    Since the great God said it was all right, imorton didn''t say anything.


    He looked at the tall and thin man who had been silent over there


    Somehow, he suddenly felt some inexplicable discomfort.