Sirius walked over to the shelf on the side of the classroom, where a birdcage-shaped object was covered in cloth. Many students noticed that they were being hit against the cage as soon as they entered the classroom, but they did not hear any screams.

Sirius lifted the cloth from the cage and turned to face all the classmates with a smile.

"Can anyone tell me the name of this creature. Of course, it doesn't matter, but strictly speaking, this creature is not in the Defence Against the Dark Arts syllabus—"

In the cage was a large bird with brightly colored feathers, with a strange-looking beak, and the bird seemed to have received a lot of fright, and in the corner of the cage where it was, stared in horror at Sirius, which was close at hand, and cried desperately, but strangely, no one could hear its cry.

"Oh, the Wicked Woman-"

Hermione craned her neck with an interested expression.

"Very good, Gryffindor plus five points!"

Sirius nodded in satisfaction at Hermione, his arms folded over his chest,

"Tell me everything you know, Hermione, if you want to win five more points for Gryffindor!"

Hermione's face immediately turned red, she took a deep breath, stood up and said,

"Most of this creature lives in Africa, and it is loved by wizards for its feathers, and the feathers of the wicked bird have always been the material used to make those expensive and fine quills. Juvenile mandrakes make strange and faint noises, and the chirping of the wicked bird has a similar effect, which can cause people to lose their minds.

The eccentric Euric once tried to prove that the crowing of the wicked woman was actually good for people's health, so he listened to it for three months without stopping. He reported his findings to the Wizarding Council, which unfortunately no one believed him, because he came to the meeting with nothing on his head, except for a small wig, but when people got closer to take a closer look, it turned out to be a dead badger--"

Neville stared adoringly at Hermione's back as Ron muttered,

"Since it's not in the syllabus, where did she know about this strange knowledge-"

Once again, the Gryffindor classmates were apparently shocked by Hermione's erudition, while the Slytherin students were mostly sarcastic, Pansy Parkinson mimicking Hermione's strange tone of voice, and Draco, who had reconciled with her, was amused.

"You guys think it's funny, huh?!"

Hermione pursed her lips tightly, her face smoking, and Sirius strode over, looking at him as if he was going to pick up Malfoy and Parkinson and throw them out of the classroom,

"Flaunt your ignorance and shallowness to hide your jealousy, Malfoy, Parkinson?"

"Did he steal the limelight from the two of you?"

Dean stared at Sirius with adoration on his face, and quipped to Harry and Ron, who had already drawn their wands.

Now, Malfoy finally knows that Sirius is probably not the weak and deceitful character of Remus Lupin, if he doesn't restrain himself, then, what awaits him may be a month of confinement, but this makes him feel even more ashamed, a 'criminal' who has been in Azkaban for twelve years, a scum who has turned his back on the glory of the pure-blood family and willingly fallen into Gryffindor House actually screamed in front of him, just because of the identity of a professor!

"Ten points will be deducted for each person!"

Sirius said mercilessly,

"If you can't keep quiet in my class, I'll keep giving Slytherin points until I have a snot. Snape will never be able to find a point out of the Slytherin hourglass and confine you again! ”

That's cool!

This thought crossed the minds of every Gryffindor wizard, and they looked at the other half of the classroom, the slytherins with pale faces, and their moods were about to fly.

"That's how it feels!" Ron clenched his fist and shook it fiercely, "I've been looking forward to this day since I entered Hogwarts!" ”

"For the first time, I was expecting Malfoy to be a bit of a backbone!"

Harry gloated.

Hermione glared at him fiercely, in her opinion, a qualified professor needs to maintain a certain degree of impartiality, and cannot blatantly favor the students of a certain house, in this regard, most professors can do a good job, Professor McGonagall is even more exemplary among them However, Hermione pursed her lips, and the corners of her mouth curved slightly.

I have to say that it feels good to be favored.

In previous Potions lessons, Malfoy would laugh at Harry's incompetence and weakness whenever Harry was pulled out by Snape as a model, but when it was his turn, Malfoy realized that it wasn't easy to go toe-to-toe with a tough professor.

Sirius snorted contemptuously, then turned his head back to Hermione's side,

"It's great to be back, Hermione-"

Sirius smiled and said,

"So, can you tell us where you saw this?"

"The second revised edition of Mr. Newt Scamander's Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them contains the story of his trip to Africa. There's a mention of the creature of the Evil Po Bird—"

Hermione immediately said,

"When Professor Binns told us about the history of magic in the Middle Ages, he also mentioned some stories about the weird Euric and the wicked Morrick!"

"Oh, that's amazing!"

Sirius clapped his palms in admiration,

"Professor Binns's history of magic, I didn't expect anything - I bet, Hermione, you're probably one of the few young wizards in this classroom who can stay awake in Professor Binns' class!"

"Actually—" Ron muttered again, "the only one!" ”

Sirius glanced at Ron amusefully, and said aloud,

"Gryffindor gets an undisputed ten, oh, Hermione, I think it's up to you to get into this one, so you know how to deal with this pretty little creature anyway!"

Sirius's Defense Against the Dark Arts class was a paradise for Gryffindor wizards, and even Neville, who was often pulled out by professors of various classes in class as a typical failure, plucked up the courage to answer a few questions.

Malfoy was eventually taken out of Sirius's class, and he tried to stealthily remove Harry's earmuffs with a spell while Harry was dealing with the Evil Woman, and was petrified by Sirius in a fit of rage and stood for most of the class.

"Just carry him out!"

When the bell rang for the end of class, Sirius viciously looked at Crabbe and Goyle, who were shrinking their heads and trying to wake up Draco, and said sharply,

"Show Snape, if you dare to make trouble in my class, I'll see what Snape has to say!"

Then, he raised an eyebrow at Harry and strode out of the classroom.

Sirius was so impulsive, and this was his first week of taking the course. Snape's classroom won't rest on its laurels--"

Hermione frowned and said uneasily,

"Harry, we'll have to find a way to curse him and Snape for a conflict."

"Are you crazy, Hermione?"

Ron said in surprise,

"Harry wouldn't have seen Snape get beaten up by Sirius, wouldn't he?"

"Compared to Snape's attitude towards Gryffindor wizards in Potions class, Sirius is gentle enough!"

Harry nodded approvingly, unceremoniously.

"It's not the same thing, Harry!"

Gryffindor also had Transfiguration classes with Hufflepuff in the morning, and they couldn't afford to miss Professor McGonagall's Transfiguration class just for the fun of watching Malfoy.

Hermione said worriedly as she trotted,

"You haven't forgotten how much that Hippogriff bothered Hagrid, and Malfoy's father wouldn't have given up if he had known that Malfoy was being treated like that by Sirius."

"But Lucius Malfoy can't hold Sirius—"

Ron immediately retorted,

"The Ministry of Magic has declared Sirius innocent to the entire wizarding world, and those high-ranking officials will not make themselves a laughing stock for a little gold Galleon!"

Hermione's opinion did worry Harry a little, especially since he didn't see Malfoy at the Slytherin table at lunchtime, Sirius and Snape didn't show up at the faculty table, and Professor Bryan wasn't at his usual seat -

At this moment, there was a strange noise in the hallway, and the little wizards who were passively attracted rushed to find that it was Filch who rolled down the stairs, many of the little wizards did not realize the seriousness of the problem, and were amused by the funny Filch, but Harry suddenly had a premonition in his heart, as if something had happened.

Filch's face was as pale as that night more than a year ago, when he found that Lady Loris had been petrified by the basilisk, ugly and terrifying.

"They're fighting!"

Filch got up in embarrassment, he didn't care about tidying up his image, and shouted at Dumbledore, who was already watching the movement in front of the auditorium,

"Professor Black and Professor Snape!"

(End of chapter)