"Thank you, Alan. Harry's voice regained firmness, even with a slight smile - after all, the prophecy had been a heavy burden for him, weighing on him like a lump of lead, until it had finally been relieved.

The more you know, the more you think you're ignorant—whether it's Muggles or wizards.

From an ordinary young wizard, to a wizard who is better than his peers, to being able to fight with adult wizards back and forth, and now to the level of an ordinary Auror alone, Harry has crawled over little by little, although his talent for combat magic is very high, but to reach today's level, sweat and even blood are indispensable - Allen's increasingly proficient healing magic is very indicative of this.

Let's put it this way, during the time that Alan was making up for the class, Harry shed enough blood to resurrect a dozen and a half Voldemort.

It was because of these efforts that Harry knew better than normal adult wizards who shuddered at the sound of Voldemort's name that Voldemort had reached—a level that bordered on despair.

A wizard of the same level may be triumphant for a long time when he does this kind of thing to scare the resurrected Voldemort, but Harry still has a clear enough understanding of his own strength, and he knows very clearly that the events of that day are just the result of an accidental superposition, and if he repeats it again, he will definitely not have such an impressive record.

Because it was so clear, when Eren told him another explanation of the prophecy, the pressure he had been bearing suddenly relaxed.

However, just as he was relieved, the topic suddenly turned in a peculiar direction.

"It's all right, I would have had to think of a way to send Mr. Riddle to the grave—how did you feel when you got home?

"It's all right, but it's a bit strange to call a girl younger than you to call your aunt. Harry scratched his head, trying to keep his words up to Alan's out-of-the-box thinking - no way, Alan himself could be interrogated slowly, but at the moment it was gossip, and it was almost enough not to be obtrusive, and besides, wouldn't the problem come now?

A girl younger than herself, called an aunt?

Harry went to Hogwarts when he was eleven years old, and was now in his fourth year—younger than him, emmm......

Sirius-san, the current situation is not too good!

The real answer is in hand, a book is satisfied!

A subtle smile appeared at the corner of Allen's mouth: "There's no way, the seniority is over there, you have to shout, at least it's a happy trouble, get used to it as soon as possible, otherwise if the other party comes to Hogwarts, you can't be forced to call you, right?"

"I'm not worried about this, anyway, I've already shouted, it's been a long time before my aunt goes to school, and by the time she enrolls, I'll have already graduated." Harry said casually, with a look of hiding from the past.

However, Allen's side is staying here - what are you kidding, it's still early to go to school?

So there is no doubt that Sirius could not have blushed because of this, could it be that he guessed wrong?

It shouldn't be, it's shy like that, and there's something wrong with it!

Since it wasn't from Potter's, what about it—Allen's mind spun wildly and began to dig through his memories.

Well, it's the end of the Christmas holidays, and considering the time Sirius officially came out of prison, the span in between won't be very long—and the hidden ones are undoubtedly in this memory.

As soon as school started, Sirius became the school's Defence Against the Dark Arts professor, and unless Sirius accepted some of the older students, it would be impossible for Sirius to have an accident during this time - but if there were, Sirius should be eager to return to school.

Then, the werewolf girl he saw in Lupin's werewolf tribe suddenly came to Allen's mind. Only she is the perfect explanation.

Everything was explained, and then a rather frightening conjecture arose in Alan's mind.

For example - didn't that werewolf girl knight come alone?

And given the current situation, it is very likely that the scent of a single dog on Sirius will disappear before human life can be detected by everyone.

After coming to this terrible conclusion, Alan first observed a moment of silence for Sirius, and then prepared to ask Harry to be a spy to ask if any guests from the United States had visited the Potter house......

Actually, it's good, but there's a small problem that needs to be solved. Allen's eyes were fixed on the location of the headmaster's office in the castle - dear headmaster, now is the time to prepare, we can actually try to recruit a new professor of Defence Against the Dark Arts who is not afraid of legends.

After all, although the living environment at Hogwarts is very good, the traffic is too closed, and if Harry confirms that he has not encountered any problems, Alan will be very happy to stay here for a long time with the love of freedom and rebellion.

"Sure enough, the Defence Against the Dark Arts professor - it's a consumable!" Alan muttered to himself.