It is said that an enemy understands a person better than the person himseIf, and as James Potter's number one archenemy back then, Snape not only meticulously studied the composition of James's four-man group but also focused on their equipment.
This equipment wasn't much to talk about; it mainly consisted of Alchemy gear, besides wands, belonging to James Potter and Sirius Black, the two young masters, with the Invisibility Cloak being the most prominent.
It can be said irresponsibly that Snape's understanding of the Invisibility Cloak was far greater than that of two generations of Potters combined, which is why he was able to precisely locate that unseasonable visual ripple in the pub.
When he realized it was Harry's Invisibility Cloak, he decisively spoke those words, which, while not factual, were very objective.
Anyway, even if it wasn't Harry himself using the Invisibility Cloak, it had to be his friend, and what he said would definitely reach Harry's ears eventually, thus achieving his goal.
After all, his old enemy was in the same Castle as him, and he was already being very considerate by not secretly cursing Sirius with Dark Arts out of respect for Dumbledore and Kayson; if he didn't add any trouble at all, he would be too magnanimous.
On the other hand, Harry was different; he followed a Wizard who left the pub, slipping out through the briefly opened door, and quickly returned to a secluded spot they Little Wizardss had agreed upon beforehand.
"How was it, Harry? What did you buy?" Ron and Neville already felt like they were drooling a bit.
"Didn't buy anything." Harry yanked off the Invisibility Cloak and roughly threw it to the ground, but the Invisibility Cloak was so light that it didn't even make a sound?
"What's wrong, Harry?" Hermione, who was sitting in the corner reading a book, looked up and asked strangely.
"I... never mind... I'll tell you." Harry hesitated at first; he knew too well that if his friends found out what he had just heard, they would definitely stop his plan, but he desperately needed someone to confide in now.
After Harry briefly recounted what he had heard in the pub, he took a deep breath.
"What do you want to do now?"
"Kill him!" Harry said decisively.
"...How will you kill him? A third-year Little Wizards?" Hermione was unusually firm for once; she wanted to push Harry with such a tone, at least to make him realize his own limitations.
"Why can't I kill him? Besides being a Wizard, I'm also a person; I have hands and feet, I don't need a wand, I can use a knife, a gun, I can even bite!"
Neville and the others exchanged glances: "Don't you have any other plan? Like waiting a few years until you've learned more before going after him?"
"Then why don't I just wait for him to die of old age?" Harry retorted.
Hermione closed her eyes, somewhat powerless, but soon reopened them: "Listen, Harry, you're a bit obsessed now, do you understand?"
"What you're thinking about now isn't making Sirius die, but going to your own death, but I don't know what your motive is. Do you want to go to another world to accompany your aunt and uncle, or do you think this shows how much you miss them?"
Neville awkwardly patted Hermione's back: "That's a bit harsh."
"If it's not harsh, Harry won't listen at all right now," Ron explained.
"Oh, you guys are so good at talking. Your parents are both alive, you've been pampered since childhood, of course you can't understand me," Harry said sarcastically.
"You can go find Professor Kayson; Professor Kayson was an orphan," Neville said inappropriately again.
"Ahem, accidents or never having met parents are different from parents being murdered," Ron reminded quietly.
"Oh, yes, that reminds me." Hermione reacted, then walked around Harry, saying, "Look at you, your parents were killed by Lord Voldemort when you were little, but luckily they left you a pile of Galleons, and now you want to hunt down Sirius Black, which is also fighting against evil forces. An orphan, rich, fighting evil, do you think you're Batman? Are you the Bat-man?"
"Batman knows that a child confronting evil forces is a dead end; he chose to improve himself. Why can't you?"
Harry's heart, blinded by hatred, was stripped layer by layer of that hatred by Hermione's knife-like words, and it took him a long time to regain his sanity.
"Now, let's see what a rational Harry would choose?" Hermione asked, crossing her arms.
"I..." Harry pursed his lips: "Which Professor do you think is the strongest?"
"Professor Kayson? After all, we haven't seen other Professors fight. Of course, if you can persuade Headmaster Dumbledore, I'd also strongly support you. At least now you're thinking about killing Sirius Black, not going to your own death by facing Sirius Black," Hermione said with a sigh of relief.
"Then I'll go find Professor Kayson, maybe tomorrow? After he's sober."
"Did he drink a lot?"
"Maybe I didn't look closely then."
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The next morning.....
Sirius Black was pulling a small cart with two servings of breakfast on it. He had to pull this small cart from the three-person office to the Great Hall, load breakfast in the Great Hall, and then pull it back from the Great Hall to the office.
It was Kayson shamelessly squeezing out Sirius Black's last bit of labor.
When Sirius Black, dragging his tired body, pulled the cart with two servings of breakfast back to the office, he happened to hear his only remaining godson, Harry Potter, though the kinship was one-sided at the moment.
And what Harry Potter said made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, immediately feeling like the sky had collapsed.
"Professor... I want to learn magic!"
Sirius Black's dog face was full of smiles. What a good child.
Kayson also asked curiously: "Why did you suddenly think of this?"
"I want to kill Sirius Black!" Harry said decisively.
"Woof woof woof..." Sirius Black's dog mouth opened and closed, almost biting off his own tongue.
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