DNF Meets Harry Potter

"Sure enough, it's Slytherin again, why do they like to pick things up so much all day long?!"

Ron took a bite of the fried chicken leg in his hand and said indignantly.

"No way, they've been advocating that so-called pure blood theory all day~..."

Harry smiled helplessly, almost all the Slytherins wanted to intervene in any issue about pure blood.

In mid-air, the owls who came to deliver the letters quickly dropped the packages and letters that needed to be delivered on time. After wiping the oil on his hands with a handkerchief, Harry picked up today's Daily Prophet.

But just looking at the cover, he couldn't help clenching his fists. Hermione noticed the quick change of expression on his face and couldn't help but glanced at the content out of the corner of her eye.

After seeing the title, he instantly understood why Harry's expression suddenly changed so much. The content of this headline about Sirius is not too complicated. In a nutshell, the proprietress of the three broomsticks, Rosmerta, saw traces of Sirius Black in Hogsmeade one night. At that time, he was rummaging through the trash can Food, the fierce light in the eyes almost condensed into substance, just one glance made the young proprietress feel as if she had fallen into an ice cellar.

By the time she came to her senses, Black had already escaped. By the time the Aurors and dementors from the Ministry of Magic arrived, there was no trace of him left behind.

"Come on, Harry~... unless you're with Carl, you can't beat Black now~..."

After learning about the events described in the newspaper, Hermione looked away and said to Harry with some worry.

"I know, I won't go to him without authorization. There will be Defense Against the Dark Arts class this afternoon, and Professor Lupine promised me to practice the Patronus Charm for me after class~..."

Harry took a deep breath, and finally suppressed the anger and hatred in his heart.

On the other side, on Ravenclaw's long table. Naiyali also picked up the Daily Prophet that just came out today with relish, which was quite different from Harry's performance. She loses interest just by looking at it for the simple reason that Carl told her the story of the betrayal before school started.

Although she is not as perverted as Lin Yinhan, she will give equal destruction to things that are no longer interesting, but she will not pay too much attention to things that have already been understood.

"What's wrong? Could it be that today's Daily Prophet is another romance story fabricated by that old lady Rita Skeeter?"

Carl saw that she just glanced at the Daily Prophet she had just picked up and then put it down, and asked curiously.

"Today's news is not what you said, it's the news about Black~, it's not interesting~..."

Naiyari shook her head, then focused on solving the black tea she had just made.

"Sirius Black? Why, is there any news about him from the Ministry of Magic? Let me be healthy~..."

When Karl heard the news, he expressed with great interest that he wanted to know more about it. Naiyali didn't say much, and directly handed him the newspaper beside her.

"Tsk~... Black's speed is quite fast, he chased Hogsmeade from Privet Drive so quickly. It seems that he will choose to enter Hogwarts soon~..."

Carl gently rubbed the corner of the newspaper. He thought about what Harry, the godfather, had done. He really admired him. He asked himself that if he was in this situation, he probably would have done these things. not come out.

From Azkaban in the North Sea, I swam all the way to Privet Drive in Surrey. After I just glanced at Harry, I immediately stopped. It was the dog who chased me to Hogsmeade non-stop. One step away from entering Hogwarts.

Without a wand and no magic, if you’re hungry, you’ll dig through the trash can and if you’re thirsty, you’ll find a small puddle on the side of the road and walk for a few months. This life is miserable enough. You must know that he was the young master of the Black family before, and he can be said to be the top group of people in the magic world.

For the sake of Harry, he can pick it up and put it down, um~, he is a werewolf more ruthless than Lupine!

...

In the afternoon, Carl followed Alex and his roommates to Professor Luhu's Defense Against the Dark Arts classroom, and this was also their first Defense Against the Dark Arts class.

Professor Lupine might still be preparing something, but he hadn't had time to get here yet, so the little wizards all found a place to sit down, chattering and chattering about the level of Professor Lupine.

"Hey, I think this Professor Lupine is either a dark wizard like Quirrell, or a big liar like Lockhart. Otherwise, who is a serious person who came to Hogwarts to apply for the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor~... ..."

Seamus Finnigan held Neville and the other Gryffindor cubs, his words full of doubts.

Harry had heard this too, but he had witnessed Lupine's superb Patronus Charm that day. In this magic, even Carl, who has always shown his incomparable talent in class, made a fool of himself when he first came into contact with it. So he concluded that Professor Lupine must not be a liar or a dark wizard, he must have the real stuff.

Just as he opened his mouth to refute, the door of the classroom clicked open. A skinny hand slowly pushed the door open, and Remus Lupine walked into the classroom. He was still carrying a dilapidated box in his hand, and the white washed clothes were covered with patches. .

Even so, it was his best attire.

Carl stroked his chin. This was the second time he had observed the professor up close except on the Hogwarts Express. I haven't seen him for a few days, and some messy beards appeared on his cheeks again, and he looked a little weak. He thought it was the ancient who had only recently taken the chamaejasma potion.

"Even though the two friends are so righteous, they choose Peter Pedro, who looks the most cunning. What's the point? I don't understand, I don't understand~..."

Seeing Lupine again, and thinking of the news about Sirius Black published on the Daily Prophet at noon, Karl couldn't help but sigh in his heart. If he was asked to do this multiple-choice question, he would never choose that mouse.

Although he can't judge people by their appearance, he thinks that Xiang Youxinsheng's words are quite correct. Look at how ugly Voldemort looks after his blackening and plastic surgery~...

He came back to his senses and looked at Lu Ping again, feeling even more emotional in his heart. Such a person who is strong in himself, but is strongly discriminated against by the wizarding world because of his status as a werewolf. Even the wizard who can't even survive, the most important thing is that he didn't become black! ! !

Lupine's deeds and Sirius' redemption both made him feel unbelievable~ He asked himself that he couldn't do this anyway~...