At breakfast the next day, Harry's excitement and near-expulsion from the previous night still made Harry feel that it was an unreal dream, and it wasn't until he saw the adoring eyes of most of the Gryffindor students and the white eyes of Hermione that he was sure it was a real adventure.

Hermione was still looking at the book at breakfast, spreading a book out on the milk jug. Harry glanced at Gilderoy Lockhart's Trip with a Vampire, and Harry couldn't help but think of the experience of buying books with Wes, which was really not pleasant.

"Good morning." Hermione greeted them stiffly.

Harry knew that, unlike most Gryffindor students, she was still unhappy with the way they came to school.

"Good morning, Hermione!" Ron, who didn't seem to notice Hermione's attitude towards them, sat down next to her enthusiastically, picked up a pie and nibbled on it.

Hermione's little face was flat, her lips pursed into a straight line, and Harry seemed to see Professor McGonagall last night.

"So, the other guys touted you last night and got you carried away?" Hermione said solemnly, "Do you think that just because you're not fired doesn't mean you're not wrong?"

Ron was horrified by Hermione's sudden reprimand and was at a loss for what to do with half a pie.

"This, I, no, Sirius......" Ron barely managed to squeeze out a few words, he thought Hermione was even more terrifying than Professor McGonagall.

Hermione folded her arms around her chest, "So you're trying to put all the blame on Sirius?"

"No, it's not." Ron vehemently denied it.

"Look, Sirius will soon be punished by him," Hermione suddenly looked at the door of the Great Hall, and two wizards in dark wizard robes walked into the castle, "I guess yours is coming soon."

"It's the Aurors." Sirius had told Harry about the basic characteristics of the Aurors, so he recognized them at a glance.

Harry and Ron looked at each other, and Ron stammered, "Sirius isn't really going to be in Azkaban."

"Ron, I think you'd better care about you." Neville's voice trembled a little, pointing at a big, gray guy who had fallen into Hermione's milk jug.

"Erol!" Ron shouted, taloning the wet owl out. Errol collapsed on the table, legs in the air, and a wet red envelope in his mouth.

"Roaring letter...... Neville plugged his finger in his ear, and a loud explosion filled the auditorium, and everyone looked towards it, except for two Aurors who walked through the auditorium with unchanged faces.

The two Aurors soon arrived at the Headmaster's office, and Dumbledore and Calvin had been waiting for them for a long time.

"Pierce, Cobain, I didn't expect us to meet so soon." Dumbledore greeted the Aurors who were in charge.

Pierce Hinkenes is a serious-looking wizard who is followed by Cobain Yaxley, a tall, meaty-faced, malevolent wizard.

"I didn't expect to meet so soon after returning from Germany, Headmaster Dumbledore," Pierce said politely, "Hello, Mr. Cape."

Calvin is now more famous among the Aurors than Moody's, especially Pierce who was one of the parties involved in the defeat to Salem that night. ….

Calvin nodded slightly and said, "Sirius is in my office now, I'll take you there."

"I think it's best, you see, Headmaster Dumbledore?" Pierce looked at the tall Dumbledore.

Dumbledore smiled, "Go ahead."

So, Calvin left the principal's office with the two Aurors.

"Minister Fudge asked me what you should do with Mr. Blake." As soon as he left the principal's office, Pierce asked Calvin in a low voice.

Calvin, of course, wouldn't let Sirius return to Azkaban, and he lowered his voice and said, "Take him back to the Ministry of Magic, lock him up in the tenth-floor dungeon for two weeks, and finally fine him a little."

Pierce scratched the mustache on his chin, "Will that cause a sensation in public opinion......

"No," Calvin shook his head, "don't worry."

As the three of them descended to the second floor, the meaty-faced Auror Aarxley suddenly muttered, "I'm sorry, Mr. Capet, I want to go to the bathroom." With that, he left alone, leaving Calvin and Pierce at the intersection.

When Yaxley returned, Pierce looked at his watch and reprimanded with some displeasure, "Why did it take so long?"

Yaxley looked fierce, not afraid of his boss, "I'm sorry, I haven't been to Hogwarts for a long time, and I went to the women's bathroom at first."

Calvin watched the two of them coldly, and stopped Pierce before he broke out, "Okay, Hogwarts is indeed complicated, and it's normal for Yaxley to be unable to remember after leaving the castle for so many years."

With that, he turned and left, leading the two of them to his office.

As soon as Calvin opened the door, he saw Sirius sitting in his place, telling jokes to Bassida on the couch beside him, amusing the innocent girl.

"Alright, Sirius, it's time for you to go." Calvin knocked on the office door, interrupting Sirius' joke.

Sirius, still smiling, lowered his legs from Calvin's desk, "Alright, no kidding, Kaka, I'm not really going to be sent to Azkaban."

Somewhat frustrated, Calvin took a step back and let Pierce and Yaxley into the office, where Sirius would be taken away like a full-fledged criminal according to their previous plan.

When the Forbidden Demon handcuffs were placed on Sirius's hand, he finally panicked, "Hey, Kaka, you're really here. Pierce, let me go, I'm your instructor."

"If you have anything to say, just say to the Wizengamot." Calvin tried his best to show that he was selfless, signaling that Pierce had his back, and that there was no need to be afraid.

In this way, Sirius was taken away by the two Aurors, and Calvin finally saved some face for him, allowing Pierce to leave the castle through the back door with Sirius.

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"It's a terrible day." Ron said to Harry beside him.

"I think so too." Harry looked equally frustrated.

Ron tucked the book under his arm, wrenched his hand and counted it, "Howling letters, Hermione's accusations, Slytherin students' ridicule." I've heard Sirius was seen taken out the back door by the Aurors......

With that, he sat down on the steps behind him and buried his head deep between his legs.

Harry sat down beside him, "And Lockhart and the freshman, Colin Creevey. I don't know what they think, I don't want to be famous at all."

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