Weasleys are people to trust.

Unless it's a "treat" or something like that.

Lupin pondered, listened to Sirius, and when the time came, he led the big black dog and went with Harry to the school year dinner.

The auditorium was bustling with activity.

The Hufflepuff colour scheme filled every corner, and the badgers were delighted, but when Harry appeared in the Great Hall, their smiles froze, and they stared at him cautiously and warily.

Even because of their brawl a few days ago, Gryffindor was deducted another 150 points, opening up a gap of nearly 400 points.

But Gryffindor has Harry Potter.

He has done a lot of great things this year, and if Dumbledore is willing to open his mouth, he will add fifty points to each of them, and it will not be impossible to recover them.

They were terrified, and they didn't dare to celebrate so enthusiastically.

Until Dumbledore stood up.

At the Hufflepuff table, the badgers all had stern faces and serious expressions, and even Professor Sprout was staring at a meticulous face like Professor McGonagall.

"Another school year." Dumbledore sighed, "I'm getting old every year, but there's nothing more pleasing to an old man like me to watch you grow every year." ”

"We weren't very happy in the first half of the year, with Dementors and the like that, but luckily, we had a heroic little wizard, Harry Potter, who solved a big problem, not only to clear the innocents, but also to rid us of the creatures that only Azkaban had."

The little badgers were even more nervous.

"In the second half of the school year, we got an heir to Gryffindor, and we welcomed back a portrait of Gryffindor."

He waved his hand.

A portrait flew and floated behind Dumbledore, a handsome red-haired man, looking at the group of young wizards with satisfaction, his gaze almost paused, and finally landed on the Hufflepuff table.

Helga would probably be relieved.

The future is really bright.

He didn't speak, just waved his hand and greeted the little wizards.

A few badgers were shivering with nervousness.

Saying this, this tone, has it already begun to pave the way for "Gryffindor Plus 400%"?

"I see a shining era." Dumbledore smiled, "But it's too early to tell, let's take a look at the House Cup, which has attracted the most attention this year." ”

He waved his wand.

"Fourth Slytherin, 5 points."

"Third Gryffindor, 37 points."

"Second place Ravenclaw, 307 points."

"No. 1 Hufflepuff, 421 points."

The little lions laughed.

Although the score of their own house is not high, it is in double digits, and Slytherin even has only five points - and they know very well how this score comes from, just now, Professor Dumbledore deliberately found a reason to add five points to Slytherin before the start of the party in order to prevent the "0" score from appearing and save a little face for Slytherin.

The little badgers didn't celebrate.

They stared at Dumbledore's mouth.

"Let's congratulate Hufflepuff on winning this year's Academy Cup!" Dumbledore raised his arms and waved his wand, and several lively little badgers jumped out from under the table, climbed onto the table, and danced merrily holding hands.

The badgers also had a sense of illusion, some plucking out their ears, others looking back at Harry.

This.

This is the House Cup?

What about the bonus points for Harry Potter?

Just a few words of praise?

Fred couldn't stand it: "Why doesn't Hufflepuff celebrate and want us to cheer you on?" ”

The little badgers hesitated and cheered.

The cheers intensified and became more and more real.

Hufflepuff, House Cup!

Professor Sprout had a happy smile on her face, Hufflepuff never fought for it, but it was a cause for celebration if she could win the House Cup, and she sprinkled a handful of seeds from her robe and waved her wand.

Brilliant flowers bloomed throughout the auditorium.

Dumbledore was happy and didn't stop her.

Filch sighed, fortunately it was the end of the semester, and he still had two months of vacation, enough for him to maintain the castle inside and out.

At the Hufflepuff table, a young fifth-year wizard was huddled, handsome and smiling shyly.

Fred and George were not at all stingy with their applause.

Pull the Weasley fireworks out of your pocket.

They hadn't been able to figure out the alchemy bomb Harry was looking for, but in other ways, they had advanced by leaps and bounds.

With a wave of the wand, a thumb-sized marble flew out and exploded in the air, brilliant and colorful, condensed but not dispersed, turning into a little badger rolling in the air, and only slowly dispersed after more than ten seconds.

"College fireworks!" George enthusiastically introduced, "You can conjure up your own academy mascot!" ”

"One silver Xike, as long as one silver Xike."

Fred flicked his wand again, and another marble flew out and exploded in the air, transforming into a winged griffon, none other than Harry's Patronus.

The little badgers are generous.

The little lions also sprinkled silver sico.

Ravenclaw fireworks are also available, which makes the eaglets consume it uncontrollably.

The Slytherin table, alone and squeezed out of the bustle, was like Professor Snape sitting in the teacher's chair, unaffected by the outside world, clumsily learning how to eat with one hand.

The lively night passed.

Fred and George light a giant firework by the Black Lake.

The pattern of the griffin hunting poisonous snakes floated in the air for more than half an hour.

Lupin approached them and had a good conversation about the future of business, and it went well.

It's just that George and Fred were a little surprised.

Lupin was able to look at his identity so naturally, transitioning from a professor to a clerk at a joke shop founded by his own students.

There is no embarrassment in any way.

The next day.

The young wizards left the castle and boarded the train back to London. The Sorting Hat hadn't left with Harry, it was going to spend the summer with Godric, they hadn't seen each other in a thousand years.

Lupin followed them on the train.

Sirius didn't have a ticket, so he had to go back to Godric's Valley from the fireplace and pick them up in London.

Back to London.

Hermione and Harry told them to call themselves during the summer vacation, and to have Hedwiddo come to the house to play, Crookshank missed her very much, and the rations that Penny made.

Harry should go.

Hermione waved goodbye to him, walked over to her parents, and glanced back at Sirius, who was walking towards Harry, who dressed himself up in a very delicate way to contrast with Lupin on the side, which reminded her of Sirius pretending to be Lupin and substitute for them.

Obviously the same face, the same body.

She asked her mother thoughtfully.

Mr. Granger turned around and searched the crowd, and soon saw Harry Potter standing out from the crowd, with two swords on his back and a loose suit, and he couldn't help but sigh.

"Harry, I've got my house in order." Sirius greeted warmly, "I think you're going to love it." ”

"I have to go to my aunt's house for a month, I seem to have told you." Harry shook his head and led Sirius out of the train station.

"Is there such a thing?" Sirius hesitated.

Lupin dragged his luggage and sighed helplessly: "Protection from the spell." ”

Sirius clapped his hands, "Yes, there is such a thing. ”

"So you're going to wait a month before you can go home?"

Harry nodded, he had found Fennon's car.

Sirius looked at Lupin, "And you, Remus, let's send Harry over and go home together?" ”

Lupin shook his head: "I'm afraid not, I have to go to the Weasley's house during this time." ”

"You're going to live in their house? Don't we have a home? Sirius was shocked.

Lupin explained, "I talked to the Weasley brothers last night about making joke shops, and they already have some mature merchandise, but they haven't graduated yet, and Arthur can't allow them to drop out of fifth grade. ”

"I can take care of the outside business for them."

As he spoke, he paused, "You may not know that Mrs. Weasley is not someone who can be easily convinced. ”

Sirius was a little aggrieved: "Then I'm the only one at home during this time?" ”

"You can stay with me at my aunt's house." Harry extended an invitation to him, "The house is not big, but we can sleep in one room. ”

Sirius's eyes glowed.

"I'll get you a cosy kennel." Harry said in a serious tone, "What do you like?" Is it a soft nest or a hard nest? ”

"Why can't I sleep in a bed!" Sirius gritted his teeth.

Harry replied, "The house is not big. ”

Sirius sighed, crossed his fingers, and pondered his request: "Then the kennel, I want a big, round one, preferably with a lid." ”

They said, walking over to the car.

Fernon squinted at Harry, and the two men beside him, "You met at that freak school?" Friend? Or something else? ”

Sirius bared his teeth and grinned, "Speak politely, you fat pig!" ”

Fenon was about to scold back.

"This is my godfather, Sirius Black, and you should be familiar with his face." Harry interrupted the two of them and introduced softly.

Why did Harry say that?

And why did he say that, he really felt familiar.

Fernon was stunned for a moment, but soon remembered, his face became frightened, and he pointed at Sirius: "You, you are a notorious murderer!" ”

"I've seen your wanted warrant on TV."

Sirius smiled sinisterly.

Fennon turned pale and pressed the car door tightly: "Harry, what do you want to do!" Such a dangerous person, you actually call him Godfather! ”

"There are some reasons for this, and I will explain them to you slowly when I get home." Harry waved his hand and cast the Axe Seal, calming Fenon's emotions, "But trust me, he's safe. ”

Fernon hesitated and asked, "Really?" ”

Harry nodded sincerely, "As long as you don't provoke him, it's true." ”

(End of chapter)