Chapter 836

The support he spoke of had probably been offered to Headmaster Dumbledore countless times already.

After all, according to Hagrid:

"Old Cornelius Fudge is the most clueless man in the world, always messing things up.

So every morning he sends many owls to Dumbledore to ask for Dumbledore's ideas."

Thinking of the scene where Headmaster Dumbledore woke up surrounded by owls, Xiang Xien couldn't help but reveal a faint smile.

Did Fudge want to support Xiang Xien himself?

It wasn't that he didn't have such considerations, but he was probably more interested in supporting:

A wizard who could stand against Dumbledore.

But what Fudge didn't know was that Xiang Xien was, most of the time, Dumbledore's man.

And what Xiang Xien didn't know was that, long ago, Dumbledore had quietly transformed into a thorough, small-wizard person.

Outside the window of the Leaky Cauldron.

The sky was changing rapidly, from velvet deep blue to cold gray, then slowly to pink with streaks of golden light.

Rooms 1, 10, and 11 were all burning with crackling fires.

Outside Room 11, Harry followed Tang Mu up a beautiful wooden staircase to a door with the brass number 11 on it.

Tang Mu unlocked it and opened the door for Harry.

Inside was a very comfortable-looking bed, several gleaming oak furniture pieces, a crackling, delightful fire in the fireplace, and on top of the wardrobe—

"Hedwig!"

Harry shouted excitedly.

The snow-white owl clicked its beak and fluttered its wings onto Harry's arm.

"That owl of yours is very clever,"

Tang Mu said with a soft laugh,

"it arrived five minutes after you did. Mr. Potter, if you need anything, please don't hesitate to ask."

He bowed again and left.

If Hedwig's appearance made Harry relax a little, then what followed—

"Knock, knock, knock—"

The door was knocked.

Xiang Xien stood outside the door, examining the copper plate of number 11, then turned to the copper plate of number 10.

Will told him that Sirius Black was in this room.

Perhaps it was a strange fate that Harry and Sirius Black were separated by only a wall.

Xiang Xien took out his magic hand mirror, the surface rippling to reveal a respectful Will and a haggard Sirius Black, who was intently reading a newspaper.

He pressed his ear against the wall, but his gaze was firmly fixed on all the information about Green in the newspaper.

"The wizard who solved the Voldemort servant," "The wizard who discovered the Chamber of Secrets and defeated the Basilisk," "The wizard who pulled out the Sword of Gryffindor"...

Sirius Black's brows were tightly furrowed; in the decades he had been imprisoned in Azkaban, such a genius had emerged in the Wizarding World.

"An ignorant wizard."

Will hummed softly.

"You are right, Pukwudgie."

Sirius Black had already figured out Will's identity, and what made him even more overjoyed was that just a moment ago, someone had moved into the room next to his; if his ears, tortured for decades, hadn't misheard, the Leaky Cauldron landlord Tang Mu had actually said—

"Harry."

Xiang Xien looked at the door that had been pushed open and said softly.

"Xiang Xien!"

Harry seemed very pleasantly surprised.

The two sat down, Harry completely unaware at this moment that there was a trembling ear on the other side of the wall.

"You said I wasn't in danger, Xiang Xien, why is that?

But that criminal, Sirius Black, he..."

Harry asked, puzzled and tentatively.

"Mm, he won't hurt you, Harry."

Xiang Xien said.

"This is—why—"

Harry was bewildered; he couldn't figure it out at all.

His mind was in a mess, thinking for a moment if Sirius Black was settling scores with Xiang Xien and didn't have time to bother with him—after all, Xiang Xien had thwarted Voldemort's plots several times;

and then thinking it was him, Harry Potter, who truly made Voldemort disappear for the first time, how could Sirius Black not come to hurt him?

And next door, Sirius Black was already unable to resist breaking out.

"Wait! You fool, you'll be caught—do you want to make my master's plan go to waste?!"

Will drew his bow, directly blocking him.

"Let me..."

Sirius Black knew he couldn't get past; Will was far stronger than his currently weak self, and he almost begged,

"Please, ask your master, let me see him once..."