33. Not So Secret Secret (1)

I was having my breakfast, silently, in purest peace. Dora's birthday party, and the time we spent getting to know each other was late into the night. So today I actually woke up later than usual.

The Daily Prophet was folded in the living room, where I used to read. He wasn't in the habit of carrying the newspaper into the kitchen, and breakfast was an important meal for anyone.

After filling myself with good food, I went to read the news of the day, and the headline almost made me throw up my food.

"A SINISTER TRUTH

Yesterday, Ministry of Magic officials, through a potion of Veritaserum, discovered a very disturbing truth about the past of serial killer Sirius Black.

Through reliable sources, we got the information that such a traitor, not only committed this single act of betrayal, as he had also committed it previously.

Sirius Black, once the best friend of James and Lily Potter, hid his son, Evans Black, in an orphanage in Brazil. The child itself, today, back in its country of origin, is 14 years old, and has as guardian, the witch Andromeda Tonks, cousin of the notorious murderer.

The most surprising thing is to know that the child's mother is none other than Mrs. Potter, who at the time was Lilian Evans. On a drunken night after the trio's graduation, Lily and Sirius had sex, which brought Evans Black into the world.

To hide his mistake, Black, together with Lilian, decided to send the boy to an orphanage in Brazil, in the hope that there, he could have a more peaceful life, and that, when he returned, he would be in relative peace.

But then, a new betrayal happened, with Sirius Black, handing over the location of the Potter family to He Who Must Not Be Named, which caused the death of the Potter family, but left us The Boy Who Lived.

Understand, my dear readers, that the current head of the Black house is Harry James Potter's half brother, the result of an inconsequential betrayal by two teenagers, but that does not diminish the weight of his actions.

We're still on the lookout for more information, and hope to be back soon with new accounts of who the boy is, and how his arrival in magical Britain could cause such a mess." Signed by Rita Skeeter.

"Damn, that was sooner than I anticipated, so I need to move on to plan B." I couldn't help but curse my luck. On the other hand, he also needed to know who gave the order for the use of veritaserum on Sirius.

"Oh revenge, it will be done in a way never seen before." I say as I head towards the house office, where the picture of the former Headmaster of Hogwarts was. I found the empty frame.

"Phineus Nigellus Black, I would like you to arrange a meeting with Albus Dumbledore, if he so wishes, if not, let me know urgently, as I need to take other actions." I speak clearly.

Not much later, something like a few seconds, his face appears in the portrait, looking me up and down, and seeming satisfied with what he saw. "He has opened the Floo network, awaiting your arrival. Just tell the Headmaster's office at Hogwarts and there you will appear." he says, sounding excited.

Wasting no time, I just put on more suitable clothes and position myself by the fireplace. "Hogwarts Headmaster's Office." Then the green flames envelop me, and within seconds, I appear in his office.

It was just like in the movies, lots of shelves with lots of books, magical objects of which I have no idea of their uses, his desk, Fawkes' perch, and him, seated, in his director's position, accompanied by Severus Snape and Minerva McGonagall.

"Thanks for having me Director, I hope I'm not disturbing you, but I just came to report a few things and I'm on my way." I face the 3, just two steps from the fireplace.

"There is no need to rush Mr. Black, I think we can take it easy a little, not to do rash things because of our anger." Dumbledore tries to placate me, but he hadn't reckoned with his Potions teacher's harsh tongue.

"What can this kid do? There's nothing he says or does that changes things the way they are. And from what I can see, he's just as abused as his father." he looked even worse, if that's possible.

"I recommend that you remain silent, when you are not called or asked about something. And indeed, changing the past may be impossible, but making the world hell in the present is completely feasible, want to try it?" I glare at the bat, who looks like he wants to say something but is interrupted by McGonagall.

"Severus, don't make the situation worse than it already is." she looked tired.

"Thank you Professor, it's good to know that at least you can hold the dog without a leash." I bow slightly to the woman, who has a complicated look in her eyes.

"Continuing, as elder brother and head of a household, I have the right to know Mr. Potter's whereabouts, as well as to decide with MY guardian, which is the safest and most suitable place for him. Of course, I will take your words into consideration. , but only his. Regarding my father, I'll find out some information.

For according to wizarding law, a person from a noble family cannot be interrogated, much less with the use of Veritaserum, without the knowledge and approval of the head of the family, which his Ministry has done.

You, Headmaster, as Chief Warlock, Chieftain, and that bunch of other titles that give you power, could save my time, in capturing whoever committed such a crime, or, you could refrain, and watch things go a little way. chaotic.

As for how your subordinate talks to a noble and householder, I'll let it go this once, but only this once, out of respect for Madam McGonagall, as a way of saying thank you. So what's it going to be like?" I finish my words, crossing my arms as I glare at the principal.

I clearly saw him look like he aged a good 10 years, with so many problems that were only caused by someone else's idiocy, and his double agent's stupid language. As for Snape, well, let's just say he was seething with rage.

"Lucius Malfoy used his knowledge at the Ministry to seek out his parentage, and try to wrest his right of heir from his hands. As for Mr Potter, I'll let him decide what he wants to do, as I have no right to do so under the circumstances. I only hope you can't let your anger affect the innocent in your retaliation, Mister Black." he sighs, unable to act.

"Please Headmaster, Mr Black makes me sound like a stereotypical villain, just call me Evans directly, as my eldest, I'm the one who needs to be educated, not the other way around. Of course, under ideal conditions." I wave goodbye to the trio, heading back to the fireplace.

"Gringots".