This is what Ravenclaw looks like.

"Yes, he is not a good person..."

"Ah? Did Filcido impose so many restrictions? Really... Harry didn't know, it's a pity."

"The secret passage over there collapsed? What a pity..."

"Oh, my God, Mr. Black, why are you here?"

Madam Pomfrey's voice sounded with surprise, finally interrupting the enthusiastic communication between the big and the small, "Why would you help them... um, clean the chamber pot?"

And the key point is that Black is very skilled. With a wave of his wand, a chamber pot is cleaned up - casting silently without delaying chatting with the twins!

Why are you so skilled!

Does Azkaban still need prisoners in the heavy prison area to clean the chamber pots?

Is the funding so scarce? This is too inhumane...

Madam Pomfrey silently decided to add some more nutrition to lunch and dinner, and postponed the time of discharge...

"It's just that I've been here for a long time, and I'm thinking about doing something. I'll guide the students' magic."

Sirius explained awkwardly - you can't say that everyone was chatting too happily, causing him to involuntarily think of some old habits in his school days?

As for guidance...

Well, there was guidance, but it was all about the experience of walking in the castle at night and avoiding portrait surveillance - it would be easy to be scolded by Professor McGonagall if you tell others about this.

"Guide?"

Madam Pomfrey's eyes were gentle, "Well, it's not a bad choice. The Weasley children should really learn from you."

Avenge for a close friend alone, then suffer injustice, and finally get justice - even the always strict Madam Pomfrey really doesn't know how to blame him.

In comparison, although Professor Lockhart's face was only slightly inferior, his reliability and boasting were really unacceptable...

"Maybe you can be a good professor..."

Madam Pomfrey praised sincerely - you don't know until you compare, and if you compare, Sirius is indeed much more suitable.

"Professor?"

Sirius was completely confused.

This word is too far away from him - being a professor is too outrageous. Apart from the painful memories of Azkaban, the only thing left before that is being arrested and put in solitary confinement by the professor.

"Of course, you are definitely suitable."

Although the infamy of the first Death Eater has been washed away, his reputation has not been erased - this is enough to show his ability.

"Still pay attention to rest, Mr. Black."

"Well, okay, I'll go back now."

Sirius really couldn't refute a doctor who was only concerned about his condition, so he could only return to his bed in dejection.

Soon, the twins who had finished their work came over and took out a tattered piece of parchment from their pockets without hesitation.

"I'll give you something good. If you can't stay up at night...ah, you'd better use it after you get better. Anyway, you can take a look at it when you are bored. Well, the secret treasure we found!"

George spread the word, and Fred took out something and passed it to him, "Don't be discovered. This thing is a treasure confiscated by Filch!"

"I'll teach you how to use it."

Fred took out his wand and pointed it at his own secret treasure - although it was very precious, it was still less valuable than the big friend who hit it off at first sight.

Moreover, with this, everyone can happily travel around the castle at night together, as long as Sirius gets better.

The secret of Peeves, the secret of the library, the sealed toilet...

It makes people impatient!

"I solemnly swear that I have done nothing bad."

Fred recited the activation spell, and Sirius on the side did the same.

Fred's eyes widened, and he didn't even have time to take a look at his own collection of the Marauder's Map.

"You know?"

"More than knowing..." Sirius's expression was filled with nostalgia, "The Marauder's Map..."

"No need, you can take it, it's more suitable for students... It doesn't violate our original intention..."

Sirius was silent for a while, handed the map back, "Well, pay more attention to Peeves, especially at night."

Fred was about to ask another question, but George was already gesturing - he had to greet Madam Pomfrey with George's expression of "we're done" and then left.

——

"Keep an eye on Peeves, especially at night?"

The twins looked at each other and fell into deep thought - the secret of the Marauder's Map was solved, and it was certainly gratifying that Sirius was among the four best professors, but the mystery in front of them really made people unhappy.

Why was there a nickname for that map?

Why should we pay attention to Peeves at night?

Did someone find out something strange about Peeves at night before?

It's unknown, the puzzle was solved, but more puzzles emerged.

"Don't ask directly, we have to find out!"

"Well, and I suspect there is a secret agreement, otherwise there would not be only this information!"

"It's just a test, we can do it!"

The two looked at each other and made up their minds.

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"Today's class was so scary... Professor Snape's temper is getting worse..."

Hal sighed, "That Weasley won the first place in the Charms class again... Fortunately, the dean doesn't care that much, otherwise this day will not be good..."

Nonsense...

Sirius was finally half discharged from the hospital. He did not leave the school, but he could walk around the campus on his own.

Andrew could almost imagine how badly Professor Snape cursed him in private.

But who could drive Sirius away?

The board of directors had sent an official letter - if Sirius did not leave, the school would support him for life.

But this was not surprising - if there were problems with the descendants of so many generations of school directors, how could the board of directors not take care of them.

"Think of the good side. At least Bell successfully applied for a replacement yesterday, right?"

Andrew waved to the other three people who went their separate ways to the library, turned around and continued.

"That's right, if we don't count the fact that we almost didn't finish our homework because of his selection... It's been really peaceful recently. The seniors don't provoke Peeves, and the juniors only fight occasionally. It's really boring..."

Andrew rolled his eyes - isn't it good to be ordinary?

He just hoped that nothing would happen, and he could practice his Transfiguration peacefully. If possible, let alone the snake, he would welcome the sudden death of the Nosed One tonight!

‘Speaking of which… Dumbledore will be able to crack the door of the Chamber of Secrets tomorrow, right? It’s better to be quick… and keep the snake stable…’

But there is no need to share this information with Hal.

“I’m on duty… see you later.”

“Yes, see you later. I’ll go collect today’s news.”

Hal waved his hand, “Just wait for my first-hand information!”