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In the middle of the camp, Silver and Hermione stood in front of a tent in the shape of a four-story building.

"Jack, this tent is too exaggerated!"

"Actually, that's not my intention, it's already the most low-key tent in my house." Silver looked helpless. "I've told Lanod to get some things off, or there will be a few corner towers next to this tent."

"But that's too big—after all, it's just you and me, plus the house-elf Lanord."

"That's true." Silver touched his chin. "Parvati and Padma went back to India this summer, and my parents went to South America - but thankfully, I think Ranod would have brought that magic tent the size of Silom Castle."

"But doesn't the Ministry of Magic ask wizards to disguise themselves as Muggles as possible? Such a tent is obviously not something Muggles can have. That camp warden, Mr. Roberts, isn't a wizard, so won't that get him in trouble? Hermione said.

"Don't worry, it's not going to get any worse anyway - you see, there are still a few live peacocks tethered to the Malfoys' tent, and Lucius is always so particular. The tent, with the garden, was supposed to belong to Mrs. Eleanor, who had been married seven times, and each of whom had died strangely, and had left her a large inheritance. Ludo Bagman walked around, shouting Bludger and Quaffle. Oh, you see, two more wizards want to pay that Muggle caretaker Golden Galleon. Silver blinked and continued. The employees of the Department of Emergency Matters at the Ministry of Magic have to cast the Oblivion Charm on Mr. Roberts a dozen times a day anyway, so you don't have to worry about Hermione. ”

"After so many oblivion spells, will there be any side effects?" Hermione said with a frown.

"People can be confused for a while, but it's fine. After all, the Oblivion Charm can be controlled, and the Ministry of Magic only needs to make Roberts forget about an hour or dozens of minutes, not like Lockhart. ”

"So you're here, Silver." A man strode towards Silver and Hermione.

"You are?" Silver frowned in confusion. This man is tall and has an elegant black head and a pair of unruly dark gray eyes.

Silver suddenly realized, "It's you, Sirius!" Oh, you look so good, I almost didn't recognize you. ”

Sirius laughed, "Well, when you saw me last year, I looked like a skeleton. Thanks to Dumbledore's advice, I had a lovely short vacation on a tropical island, and ah, those delicious tropical food and warm bikini Muggle girls, if I hadn't accompanied Harry to the Quidditch World Cup, I'd have been basking on the beach right now. ”

Silver laughed, "That's congratulations." ”

Sirius waved his hand and said, "Hey, if it weren't for Headmaster Dumbledore's intervention to protect me, I might have had to be captured by Fudge and returned to Azkaban to be convicted." Those fattened Ministry of Magic officials tried to pour all the dirty water on my head to cover up their mistakes and Peter's escape. In order to save me, Dumbledore moved his friends, students, and some old friends, putting a lot of pressure on the Ministry of Magic. Besides, although my mother had my name removed from the family tree, I was still the sole heir to the Black family. So even if Lucius and they were unhappy with me, they wouldn't want to be charged with persecuting other pure-blood wizards. In this way, we dispelled Fudge's bad thoughts. Of course, the face-saving Ministry of Magic is certainly reluctant to announce the truth to the public - if that is the case, then I think the Minister of Magic will need to be changed early. After haggling, we finally came to an agreement. ”

Hermione laughed, "The Daily Prophet swears that this is a big game. Sirius was actually an undercover agent for the Ministry of Magic, and in order to find out the truth and paralyze the rest of the Death Eaters, he was imprisoned in Azkaban at the cost of stigma. After the whereabouts of the traitor Peter Pettigrew, he took the initiative to escape from prison with the cooperation of the Ministry of Magic, luring Peter Pettigrew and arresting him, but because Peter Pettigrew was the Dark Lord's most trusted subordinate, he escaped by means unimaginable to ordinary wizards......"

Sirius said dismissively, "I also admire the guys from the Ministry of Magic and the Daily Prophet, they must have watched Muggle TV series, and this kind of third-rate plot is very good at making up." ”

Sylphor grabbed Hermione's hand, "I guess the editor-in-chief of the Daily Prophet must have studied at a television station in an eastern country. Living in the story of the Daily Prophet is faster than knowing the truth. Squalor and darkness are forever hidden behind a shiny surface. ”

Sirius continued, "I'm here to thank you, Silver. Without you, I'm afraid that even if I hadn't been caught by the Ministry of Magic, I would have had to die as a traitor and murderer. I've already paid the balance and interest on the two-way mirror to your account at Gringotts. Besides, Harry had some misunderstandings about you before, I hope you don't mind, Lupin and I have already enlightened him. Oh shit, I forgot I had to go find Lupin, so goodbye, Silver. ”

"Wait, how is Professor Lupin doing?" Hermione asked.

"Oh, don't worry, Lupin may have lost his Hogwarts errand, but I have a store in Hogsmeade, where Lupin is the manager, and he is much better off now. Goodbye, both. ”

Hermione watched Sirius stride away, and couldn't help but clench Silver's hand. "Jack, is this ending still satisfying?"

Silver raised his eyebrows: "The ending? Oh, Hermione, it's just a decent lunch break. ”