I was expelled from Hogwarts?

Not long after Malfoy left, there was another knock on the door. After Rove opened the door, there was a middle-aged man standing at the door.

"Rove, hello!" The man said with a smile on his face, putting his arm on the boy's shoulder, "Long time no see."

Rove looked at the other party, and after some careful identification, he was sure that it was Sirius.

Two months ago, Sirius had just come out of Azkaban not long ago, his face was thin and haggard, and his face was covered with unkempt, black and long hair.

After a summer of cultivation, his hair is now short, clean and tidy, and his cheeks are plump. Although the face is still vicissitudes, it has become much younger.

"Hello, Sirius, please come in." Rove smiled.

Sirius walked into the car, and he looked at Rove with concern in his eyes.

"I heard Greyback attacked you. You weren't bitten by that brute?"

"No." Rove shook his head and said calmly, "It's just a werewolf, and it can't hurt me."

Only then did Sirius let go of Rove's arm, and he said happily:

"That's good, I'm worried... I wanted to see you several times, but was rejected by the Ministry of Magic... They didn't want to reveal your location."

Rove raised his eyebrows and said, "Minister Fudge didn't tell me about it."

"Fudge is probably afraid that I will leak the news. Peter's escape is enough to give him a headache."

Rove nodded slightly, then turned his head and said, "Sirius, let me introduce you."

"This is Shirley Swinton...she's Hermione Granger...and Neville Longbottom, both my friends."

"Hi everyone." Sirius nodded to everyone, his gray eyes full of smiles looked at Shirley and Hermione and said:

"I heard Rove say that when Peter was captured, the two ladies were also there. Thank you very much for your bravery..."

Shirley and Hermione both laughed and said hello.

Sirius looked at the timid Neville again, he stared for a moment, then sighed softly:

"Neville, hello...you really look like your father, but he's much thinner than you."

"Really?" Neville was a little excited. He clenched his fists, full of desire and expectation, and said, "Mr. Black, are you familiar with my dad?"

"Not only your father, but also your mother, I know very well... We were classmates back then, both at Gryffindor College, and we joined the Order of the Phoenix together after graduation."

Sirius fell into recollection:

"Your father has a simple, honest and gentle personality, and is very talented. Your mother is also soft-spoken, likes to laugh, and has a good temper.

James and I liked to play pranks at that time, and many people were annoyed when they saw us... Only your parents, instead of being angry, even smiled. "

When Sirius said this, he suddenly laughed, "Speaking of which, when Alice married your father, many people of the same age were very depressed."

Neville hummed, turned his head slightly, and wiped his face carelessly with his hands.

"My grandma rarely talked about my parents' school days, only that they were good people... heroes."

"Of course they are heroes." Sirius put his arm on Neville's shoulders, and he looked at the boy with sad and sour eyes.

"Neville, if you want to know about your parents in the future, you can come to me."

Neville nodded vigorously.

Sitting in a chair, Sirius asked, "Draco Malfoy just came?"

"Yes." Rove recounted the transaction process.

"Good job...that kid should suffer." Sirius made no secret of his dislike for his nephew.

"He's exactly like his dad, both so annoying, typical Slytherin."

"Forget it." Sirius looked at Rove and said, "I went to Albania this summer."

"To find Pettigrew Peter?" Rove asked softly.

"Yes, Dumbledore said that guy would go there to find his master..." Sirius lowered his voice: "Voldemort!"

Hearing this name, Neville's face was full of horror.

"Are you going alone?" Rove asked curiously.

"I found Fudge and asked him to deploy some Aurors for me." Sirius shook his head and said:

"He promised very well, but every time he told me that there were not enough manpower, and asked me to wait."

"How could Minister Fudge do this?" Hermione said angrily.

"Back then, when Fudge was the deputy minister of the Ministry of Magical Disasters, he was known for procrastination, hesitation, and perfunctory. Now that he is the minister, it is still the same as before."

Sirius sneered: "In terms of inaction, our heroic minister said that he is the second, and no one dares to be the first."

"So, in the end, it was just me and Remus who went to Albania." Sirius shrugged.

Rove and Shirley looked at each other. They were both very familiar with Lupin. Last summer, they learned a lot of magic from him.

"Lupine left Romania?" Rove asked.

"Yes, after he saw the news about me and Peter, he immediately resigned from the Romanian Fire Dragon Reserve and returned home."

Sirius looked at the boy and said seriously: "Rove, Remus asked me to apologize to you on his behalf. You found him a job, but he suddenly resigned."

"What's the matter? It's not a big deal." Rove smiled and said indifferently, "Did you find anything in Albania?"

"We met Peter in a hotel." Sirius said with a gloomy face and clenched fists:

"He was almost caught at the time, but he was saved by a mysterious wizard in the end."

Luo Fu thought for a while and asked, "Is it because you are not tall, but you are wearing a pocket coat and you can't see your face?"

"Have you seen him?" Sirius said excitedly.

"Yes." Rove nodded, and said solemnly: "He appeared the night Gibbon and Greyback attacked.

The man claimed he rescued Peter, and that he put a reward on me. "

Sirius frowned.

"Do you have any clues?" Rove asked, "Who had a better relationship with Peter when he was a student?"

Sirius thought about it carefully, and said firmly:

"When we were in school, Peter had no other friends except us. He followed us like a tail all day long."

After thinking for a while, he said with difficulty, "I don't really believe it if the Death Eaters saved him."

"Why do you say that?"

"Those Death Eaters hate Peter as much as I do," Sirius explained:

"According to Peter's information, Voldemort went to James' house, but in the end he missed it. The Death Eaters thought Peter was a liar and wanted to ask him for an explanation.

When I was in Azkaban, I heard that many Death Eaters wanted to kill him and avenge Voldemort. "

It wasn't Peter's friend, and it wasn't the Death Eaters who rescued Peter... so who would the mysterious wizard be?

Rove subconsciously stretched out a finger, rubbed the center of his brows, and muttered to himself:

"It would be great if Gibbon could be caught. He accepted the reward and must be connected with that mysterious wizard."

"You can let Remus go." Sirius suggested: "He is very familiar with Knockturn Alley and has lived there for many years."

"Lupine?" The boy was stunned, "Isn't he going to teach Defense Against the Dark Arts this year? How can I find time to find Gibbon?"

"Who told you that Remus is the Professor of Dark Arts?"

Sirius raised his thin black eyebrows and announced triumphantly:

"I am your new black arts teacher this year...Professor Black!"

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