Days to grind friendship at Hogwarts

At this time, most of the little wizards who had been shopping for a long time were already a little tired. It was the busiest time for the Three Broomsticks Tavern.

Glenn glanced at the crowded tavern hall. Young wizards were drinking butterbeer in groups. Several senior boys raised their heads from time to time and secretly looked at the graceful Mrs. Rosmerta behind the counter.

Seeing that there were too many people here, Glenn shook his head and backed out, intending to go to Aberforth's Hog's Head Tavern.

Before I had taken two steps, I felt someone tapping me on my shoulder.

Glenn turned around subconsciously and faced a pretty face with a sweet smile.

"Didn't you say you didn't feel well and stayed in the dormitory to rest?" Qiu asked with a smile.

Glenn glanced at the large group of girls around her, subconsciously leaned into her ear, and whispered what happened before.

Feeling the warm breath coming from her ears, maybe because this behavior was a bit intimate, Qiu's face turned red instantly, and she didn't even hear what he said clearly.

The little witches all noticed the change in Qiu's expression, and bursts of laughter suddenly broke out, and Marietta whistled a few times unskilledly.

Only then did Glenn react. He straightened up helplessly and took a few steps back.

The girls were still making noises. Qiu blushed and patted Marietta twice on the shoulder. Then she ignored the responsibility of making noises and quickly grabbed Glenn and fled from the crowd.

The two went to the Pig's Head Bar to buy drinks and some food, and returned to the Screaming Shack together.

Sirius had tidied the room and lit the fire. Crookshanks, who had made great achievements today, was leaning on the soft cushion by the fire, licking his fur leisurely.

"Crookshanks!"

As soon as Qiu saw it, she immediately put the paper bag in her hand into Glenn's arms, ran to Crookshanks in a few steps, hugged it affectionately, and gently played with its ears with her long fingers.

Sure enough, girls are naturally irresistible to such furry creatures.

The fat ginger cat lay in the girl's warm arms without restraint, without any intention of resisting, and let out waves of comfortable purring sounds in its throat.

"Why did you buy so many things?" Sirius asked as he stood up and stretched.

"I just bought some roast chicken, pudding and the like, as well as mead and butterbeer. I guess you didn't prepare dinner, and Qiu and I didn't plan to go back to Hogwarts so early, so we just had something to eat here.

Come on."

Glenn said casually, taking out the contents of the paper bag one by one and placing them on the table.

"Although it can't compare to the craftsmanship of a house elf, it's nothing to make do with."

Sirius waved his new wand produced by Glenn, conjured two glasses, and poured himself and Glenn each a glass of mead.

"Speaking of the food cooked by the elves, I haven't eaten it for a long time. I really miss it!"

"Nonsense," Glenn rolled his eyes and complained, "Did you feed the dogs the chicken legs and steaks that Qiu and I stole from the banquet in the past few months?"

This is true, Padfoot's Animagus form is originally a big black dog, so there is nothing wrong with feeding the dog.

Only then did Sirius react, his face blank.

"Speaking of which, your case will probably be re-examined in a few days. By then send Wormtail to Azkaban, and you will be able to show up openly."

Glenn picked up a bottle of butterbeer, opened it, and placed it on the table.

Qiu hugged Crookshanks, sat cross-legged next to Glenn, and asked with a bit of curiosity: "So, you have captured Peter Pettigrew?"

She was just so shy that she didn't hear clearly what Glenn said.

"Yes." Glenn raised his glass and pointed at Sirius, "And if nothing else happens, this guy will become Professor Black next school year."

He took a sip of the mead in the glass and frowned slightly.

Although the ingredients in this wine are good, the taste is too sweet and does not suit his taste. In comparison, he still prefers the taste of whiskey and brandy.

Of course, this is under the premise that you can’t drink Erguotou.

"Professor Black?" Qiu was slightly startled, with a cute confused look on his face, "Why?"

Sirius smiled and explained: "Because Dumbledore has invited me to be your Defense Against the Dark Arts professor next school year."

"Don't be too happy too soon." Glenn glanced at him angrily, "Dumbledore also invited Professor Lupin. From what I know about you, maybe you will receive a big call after just a few days of work.

If you pile up complaints, when Dumbledore fires you, you won't have to worry about your successor."

"How is that possible!" Sirius retorted dissatisfied.

"Don't think that I don't know what you think." Glenn sneered, "With your character, you will definitely start the Duel Club again from the first week of school, not to mention sneaking in the Slytherins.

It’s just a petty thing. If you were more courageous, you might even come up with something like ‘Midnight Adventure in the Forbidden Forest’ or something like that.”

"Ahem..."

Sirius, who had guessed everything clearly, had no choice but to clear his throat and use the gesture of drinking to cover up his embarrassment.

Qiu was amused by his reaction and laughed out loud. Her eyelashes flickered and her eyes curved into crescent moons.

The contrast between these two people was really hard for her to understand. Although there was an age difference of more than 20 years, their relationship seemed to be reversed. Glenn, who was supposed to be the junior, always choked Sirius to the point where he couldn't speak.

Words come.

Glenn straightened his expression and got down to business: "Although the Ministry of Magic has confirmed that they will clear your grievances, you still have to pay attention when getting along with them. I know you have suffered a lot over the years, but you can't do it yet.

To show dissatisfaction in public, especially in front of the Daily Prophet crowd."

Sirius nodded, expressing understanding.

Although in the eyes of Fudge and others, the process of capturing Wormtail had nothing to do with Dumbledore, Sirius had always been close to Dumbledore before he was imprisoned, and after he cleared his grievances, he would soon return as a professor.

When you go to Hogwarts, it's hard not to be regarded as Dumbledore's confidant.

His attitude towards the Ministry of Magic was naturally easily understood by the suspicious Fudge as Dumbledore's secret gain.

At this time, it was far from time to break up with Fudge.

Seeing that Sirius had no objection, Glenn breathed a sigh of relief and returned to the lighter topic.

The three of them chatted for a long time, until it was getting late and the moon was above the branches. Glenn and Qiu said goodbye to Sirius and returned to Hogwarts Castle holding hands.