Sirius didn't tell Harry and Ron why Professor Bryan set up such a boring Muggle gym class, but he was clear and encouraged Harry to keep going. As for Ron, he has lost his qualifications, so there is no talk of persistence.

Ron looked a little unhappy, apparently trying to get some evidence from Sirius that his abandonment was wise, but it turned out to be the opposite.

The atmosphere was a little solemn for a while, and it wasn't until Sirius talked to them about the Quidditch World Cup this summer that Ron was happy.

"You can't imagine the spectacle of the World Cup, Harry--"

Ron said excitedly,

"It's hard to get a ticket, but dad usually gets an invoice there, how about it, Harry, come in early, let's go see it together."

The Quidditch World Cup, of course, Harry knew about it, he had read a lot of Quidditch-related materials, but he really didn't know that this year's World Cup would be held in England. The unpleasant topic of Professor Bryan was immediately put aside, and Harry looked at Sirius excitedly, and Sirius's answer with a smile made Harry's hair stand on end with excitement.

"My plan is that after the summer vacation begins, I'll go talk to your aunt and uncle first, and we'll get your luggage out of those two Muggles' house and put it at 12 Grimmauld Place, which is the old Black family home, and you can live there with me in the future, I mean, if you like."

"You have your own house!"

Harry said excitedly,

"You mean I can leave the Dursleys and live with you?"

"Hmm" Sirius apparently misunderstood Harry's meaning, and his face turned unnatural, "Of course, you've lived in a Muggle home for twelve years, maybe you're more used to it."

"Are you confused?" Harry immediately interrupted Sirius, his voice hoarse, "Of course I'm willing to leave the Dursleys, and if Professor McGonagall allows it, can I take two days off to go back to the Dursleys right now to move things?" ”

"Oh!"

Sirius's face bloomed with a smile again,

"There's no need to be in such a hurry. I'll have to talk to Amosta about the plan in advance. Ahem, because of something, the ownership of that house is now in his possession, of course, I have the right to use it, and Amosta probably won't mind if you move in, okay, let's get back to the topic-"

Sirius pursed her lips, her voice brisk,

"After getting you out of the Muggle house, I don't think Ron's suggestion is good, you can stay with him for a while--"

Of course, Harry would not be unhappy to go to the Burrow, Ron's parents, the Weasleys had always been very kind to him, and the two of them almost thought of themselves as another son, but he wondered why Sirius had sent him to the Burrow since he had taken him out.

"I promised Amosta that I would go out with him for an errand, which would take about two to three weeks, and after that, I would pick you up from the Burrow and go to the World Cup together."

For Harry, it was like a dream, a dream that had been going to leave the Dursleys for more than a decade, and that he had never been so eager for a summer vacation.

Sirius' plans aren't over yet,

"The rest of the time."

Crossing the sign at the entrance to Hogsmeade, Sirius hesitated,

"After the World Cup. It depends, Harry, we don't know how long this edition of Quidditch, Bulgaria and Ireland will last. ”

Harry didn't quite understand that he was a Gryffindor Seeker himself, having played many matches in Hogwarts, the longest of which lasted no more than half a day.

"The last time Luxembourg and Uganda fought for five days," Ron told Harry, "the longest record in history was a month!" ”

"Wow!" Harry's eyes lit up, and he exclaimed excitedly, "I wish it was the same this time!" ”

"It's an absolute Ministry of Magic nightmare to play for a month," Sirius grinned, looking at Harry, who was so excited that he couldn't restrain himself, and in a trance, as if he had seen Jaime. When he talked about Quidditch, he looked exactly the same.

"--After that," Sirius' voice softened,

"If time permits, I'd like you to come with me to Godric's Hollow. You've been living with those Muggles, and I guess you haven't been there yet, I guess? ”

Godric's Hollow?

The smile on Harry's face immediately froze, and his heart felt as if it had been hit hard by a Bludger.

Godric's Hollow was where he was born, where his parents were killed, and after all these years in the wizarding world, Harry couldn't even be confused about it, but it was strange, the thought of going back to Godric's Hollow had never crossed his mind before, as if he was instinctively avoiding it.

But when Sirius mentioned the place, Harry suddenly felt a desire in his heart that was even stronger than moving out of the Dursleys house and going to the Quidditch World Cup.

"Sirius, can we."

"Oh, we're here--"

Before Harry could finish his words, Sirius suddenly said in a slightly emotional voice, "Three broomsticks, I haven't been here in years!" ”

The Three Broomsticks Bar, one of the most popular shops for young wizards in the village of Hogsmeade.

The owner of the bar is a lady in her thirties, but she is still graceful and graceful, and many young wizards don't mind paying more attention to the proprietress when they come here, including Ron.

Today's broomstick bar is as crowded, noisy, and smoky as ever. Miss Rosmerta was so busy that she didn't notice Sirius Black's 'arrival'.

Ron's face was back to his earlier unnaturalness, as he could see Hermione and Ginny sitting in the place where they had overheard the Minister of Magic's chat last time.

Harry and Ron looked at each other, wondering what they were doing, and it wasn't until the three of them got to the seat that they saw Professor Bryan and Percy talking behind a shelf full of bottles, and Percy's girlfriend, Penero Crivat of Ravenclaw.

"Are you eavesdropping on Amosta chatting?"

Sirius chuckled.

"Shh

Hermione immediately put her index finger between her lips, and when she noticed who was speaking, she immediately blushed, "Oh, I'm sorry, Professor Black. We didn't--well, I mean, well, Professor Bryan hadn't noticed us yet--"

"It's not in class, Hermione, just call me Sirius—"

The three of them found their own stools and sat down, Hermione still didn't have a good look at Harry and Ron, but at least she wasn't as cold as she had been in the morning, and maybe something else was distracting her.

"So, what did you all hear?"

Could a wizard like Amosta be overheard by two underage witches, unless, he doesn't care about the conversation being eavesdropped.

Harry had a lot of dealings with Percy, but he hadn't had much contact with his girlfriend, and the Weasley siblings always liked to joke about Percy's girlfriend, so Percy wasn't very happy to let the Ravenclaw girlfriend get close to them.

"What's wrong with her nose?"

To be honest, in Harry's opinion, Percy's girlfriend was not as good-looking as Fred and George sometimes teased, and her hairstyle was very similar to Qiu Zhang's friend, except that the hair color of the two was different.

In the crowd of bars, Penelope looked depressed, her head down as much as she could, her hair falling as far as she could, but Harry spotted a white gauze on Penelope's nose through the cracks of her hair.

"I told you--"

Ginny shrugged her shoulders, looking indifferent,

Dozing off in Snape's class, his nose hurt by a splash of potion - Percy was sad for days. Fred said it would be nice to cover the freckles on her nose."

(End of chapter)