Chapter 130: Tall Sirius (Fourth Update~)
The other professors and students who didn't know why were stunned.
Looking at Mr. Black, Professor Snape, who had just become a better person, and Mr. Harry Potter, who had just sat down with an innocent gun.
"Blake, use your dog brain to figure out, Mr. Potter's mouth, is it possible that I taught it?" Snape sneered.
The atmosphere was tense and tense.
Blake frowned, thinking.
Students and professors were stunned.
Sober up, sir!
Professor Snape is scolding you, why did you really think about it?
"He speaks as harshly as you do." After thinking for a moment, Sirius nodded, coming to a conclusion, "So stay away from Harry!" β
"Good boys shouldn't be spoiled by you."
Snape scoffed, and was about to continue scolding back.
Dumbledore tapped the cup with his fork, "Alright, let's be on peace at Christmas, Sirius, Severus, stop arguing." β
Sirius snorted, sat down, turned his head to the side, and looked at Hermione.
It was the first time he had looked at this little girl from such a close distance.
The hair color is different, the pupil color is different, not to mention the looks.
But Sirius just thinks that Hermione is the same type of girl as Lily.
"Mr. Black?" Hermione was stared at uncomfortably and twisted away.
Sirius came back to his senses: "Just call me Sirius." β
"But you're ......" Hermione was polite and well-behaved.
Sirius waved his hand, "I don't like the surname Blake, if I could, I would screamβ"
He didn't finish his sentence, but he met Harry's sharp gaze, swallowed the words, and took them back, "Just call me Sirius." β
Hermione nodded.
"By the way, what's the deal with that book you gave me?" Sirius asked casually.
Ron looked up keenly.
Hermione replied obediently, "It was Harry who recommended it to me, saying it was very useful." β
Lupin tilted his head: "What book?" β
"Encyclopedia of felines, Muggle books." Sirius replied to him.
With a "poof", Lupin didn't hold back, squirted out the pumpkin juice in his mouth, hurriedly turned his head, and looked at Harry in shock: "You really asked Miss Granger to give him this book?" β
Hermione timidly spoke, "Just call me Hermione." β
"Hmm." Harry calmed his head.
Ron scratched his head, "It wasn't the same as Hermione sent me. β
Lupin turned his head again and looked at Ron in surprise, "What's the matter with this kid, the same as Sirius?" β
"It's the same, but it's not the same." Harry shook his head, "He's been beaten up by Crookshank. β
Ron clenched his fork and looked at Hermione in shock.
It turns out that this is what it means to send yourself this book?
Sirius raised his head and snorted, "Crookshank is no match for me, some time ago, it couldn't beat me with Hedwig and Bowes. β
Snape scoffed.
Professor McGonagall was eager to cast a spell and shut Sirius's mouth.
Blake should go back to Slytherin.
"What a proud thing a grown-up wizard is to win against a half-breed cat and two owls, my dear godfather." Harry slice a lamb chop open, "Need I write a manuscript to send to the Daily Prophet?" β
Sirius was stunned, he thought for a moment, and argued for himself: "I'm in Animagus form. β
"That's the last Animagus master of the century, using his Animagus form to win a half-breed cat and two owls." Harry immediately changed his tune, "As his first victory after he was released from prison." β
None of that sounds like a good word.
"Harry, you don't have to." Sirius shook his head, rejecting his "kindness," "I'm just playing with my pets." β
Snape scoffed again.
"It's over, isn't it?" Sirius slapped the table and glared at Snape, "When I talk to my godson, what strange noises do you make?" β
"Everybody celebrates Christmas together." Snape picked up a handkerchief and wiped his mouth, "There's no such thing as you being able to speak and others can't. β
Sirius bared his teeth.
"Are you going to turn into a big dog and bite me?" Snape waved his hand and stood up, "Come on then, as a professor, I can't do anything to the guests at Hogwarts." β
Sirius tuddled his hand into his robe.
Lupin pressed his shoulder.
Snape shook his head, waited to walk away from the long table, and suddenly turned back: "By the way, Mr. Potter, be blunt when talking to Blake. β
"He doesn't understand the art of speaking."
Sirius was pulled by Lupin so he didn't jump into his chair: "What do you say?" What art is there in your stinking mouth, what is it! β
"Remus, don't pull me, I'm going to beat him!"
Lupin tugged hard, put his mouth to his ear, and whispered, "Calm down, Sirius, you can't beat him!" β
Sirius was stunned, and struggled even more fiercely.
With that, he wanted to beat Snape even more.
Dumbledore sighed, "It's my fault, I thought after all these years, they might have a chance to let go of their old suspicions." β
"Dumbledore, impossible!" Sirius gritted his teeth and sat back down, "There's no way I'm going to let go of that thing, Jaime ...... it"
At this, he suddenly calmed down - Lupin's fork was stabbed into his leg, and the pain made him know that he almost said something he shouldn't have said.
"Godfather, didn't the Ministry of Magic lock you up for a while?" Harry asked him.
Sirius gritted his teeth and spat out a line of words between his teeth, "Harry, I understand this time, you're making fun of me, aren't you?" β
"I'm sober now!"
Hermione opened her mouth.
Lupin sighed and pulled out his fork, "Harry isn't making fun of you, he's caring. β
Sirius was stunned.
Lupin looked at Harry, who pulled out the white fresh from his sorting hat, "Harry is asking you why the Ministry of Magic didn't punish you for all the other charges you have." β
"Wouldn't it be nice to donate money?" Sirius said with a reasonable attitude, "About five thousand Galleons? They just let me go. β
Ron was dumbfounded.
Five... Five thousand?
Such a huge number, so understated?
He counted on his fingers, since he was born...... No, it's because Bill hasn't been making that much money since he was born?
One or two hundred Galleons a year to live pitifully.
It's only a little better this year - it's based on winning the lottery, the Malfoys' compensation, and the Weasley brothers' "picking up trash" in the Forbidden Forest.
"The Ministry of Magic is greedy." Harry shook his head.
The Malfoy family sold hair growth and shampoo potions for thirteen years, but in the end, the patent fee given to him was only more than 10,000 gold Galleons.
Sirius waved his hand, nonchalant: "Anything that can be solved with money is nothing." β
Ron's heart shuddered.
Sirius suddenly grew taller in his heart.
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