## Orli: "Alright, Hagrid, today is a good day, don't cry."
Orli rummaged through her pocket and pulled out some buzzing honey candies, giving each of them a piece.
## Orli: "Where are we going to wait for Mr. Black?"
# Hagrid: "We're going to Hogsmeade, kids. Headmaster Dumbledore will bring him back, and he'll be staying in Hogsmeade temporarily—he said he just wants to be closer to Harry."
Hagrid spoke, tears threatening to fall again. He quickly stood up, heading to the edge of the field to harness the Thestrals. Two carriages pulled by Thestrals were already prepared; the four of them took one, while Hagrid sat in the extra-large one. Orli thought they were going to ride the carriage, but the Thestrals accelerated for several meters and suddenly soared into the air.
## Orli: "Oh, no..."
Orli closed her eyes, refusing to look at the scenery outside the carriage window.
## Orli: "Hermione, do you guys go to Hogsmeade like this every week?"
# Hermione: "What? No, we usually choose the way on the ground."
Hermione held her hand.
# Harry: "I think Hagrid is just too eager, like me."
Harry's voice was full of excitement; he was long accustomed to flying high in the sky.
Fortunately, this air carriage ride was smooth without any interference from Dobby. Before long, they landed outside Hogsmeade Village, right where the Hogwarts Express terminates.
# Hagrid: "Come on, kids, let's warm up first."
Hagrid tied up the Thestrals and led them into the Three Broomsticks, ordering a butterbeer for each of them.
# Hagrid: "Harry, Orli, you two haven't been to Hogsmeade yet, have you? It's a great place, try the butterbeer; students love it."
He said cheerfully.
Harry and Orli exchanged a glance and secretly laughed. They had already snuck here through the secret passage before, but Hagrid didn't know.
Looking out from the warm pub windows, the entire Hogsmeade Village looked like a charming Christmas card: cottages and shops were covered in a layer of crisp snow, each household's door adorned with holly wreaths, and enchanted candles hung in clusters on the trees.
Orli sipped her butterbeer patiently waiting, but Harry clearly lacked the patience—he went to the bathroom twice within half an hour, restlessly looking out the window in different directions. Finally, he suddenly exclaimed:
# Harry: "There they are! Dumbledore, Apparition, godfather, they're here!"
He jumped up, unable to utter a complete sentence. Orli followed his pointing finger and saw two figures suddenly appear on the snowy ground outside the window, one being the familiar white-bearded headmaster, and the other a thin man she had seen in the newspapers, Black.
He seemed to have tidied himself up, cutting his hair short and changing into a clean suit, striding through the snow towards the Three Broomsticks, carrying something in his hand. However, he looked as nervous as Harry, despite his efforts to conceal it, he kept walking awkwardly.
Harry eagerly ran over and pushed open the pub door, coming face to face with Black. For a moment, both were staring at each other, speechless.
# Ron: "Harry! Say something!"
Ron whispered, nudging Harry from behind. Harry scratched his head, just about to step forward when Black suddenly took a big step, hugging him tightly.
He half-kneeled in front of Harry, burying his head on Harry's shoulder. He didn't say a word, only letting out a wounded beast-like whimper. Dumbledore patiently waited for them in the snow outside the pub, and Hagrid loudly sniffed behind Orli.
# Sirius: "I'm your godfather, Harry."
Black finally spoke the words he had waited twelve years to say.
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Note:
I hesitated for a long time about how many years Black was imprisoned. After checking the information, Harry was one year old when his parents were killed, and thirteen in the third year, so Black should have been imprisoned for 12 years.
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