A Hogwarts dissertation guide

After being silent for a while, Lu Ping said:

"Have you ever thought about a question?"

"what is the problem?"

"Why were you imprisoned in Azkaban without trial? Don't you have any curiosity?" Lupine stared at Sirius, as if waiting for an answer.

The turkey leg slipped from Sirius' mouth and landed on his front without him even noticing.

After a while, he seemed to be suddenly discouraged and lowered his head depressedly, "I'm sorry James. If they hadn't followed my suggestion and changed the secret keeper to Peter, everything wouldn't have turned out like this. Look, that’s the punishment I deserve.”

"No one could have predicted all this before it happened. Just like me, I have never doubted Peter for so many years." Lupine was also a little sad, "I never believed that you would do such a thing, but you There was no explanation, just that this was the punishment you deserved."

"It's all my fault! It's all my fault!" Sirius suddenly punched his chest with his fist, "If I hadn't insisted at that time, James would never have chosen Peter to be the secret keeper."

Lupine looked at Sirius sadly until he sat dejectedly on the chair again, his whole body slumped on it.

"Okay, today is Christmas, let's not talk about these unhappy things." Lupine patted Sirius on the shoulder, "You have to cheer up, we can't leave Peter outside, we have to find a way to catch him. "

It didn't take them too long to enjoy the "Christmas dinner". There was only a turkey and two steaks. Lupine looked at the sky and was ready to go back to the castle. He couldn't leave the school for too long, it would make people suspicious. of.

"Remus, I've thought about your question-" When Lupine was about to leave, Sirius looked at his back and called him.

Lu Ping gave him a complicated look, "As long as you understand, there is no need to tell me."

"Yeah." Sirius nodded heavily.

Even the slow Sirius came to his senses. Why was there so much doubt about what happened back then, but Dumbledore didn't say a word?

He proved Snape's innocence, but did not make any support for the Sirius incident. He only expressed in the interview afterwards that he felt very sorry for Sirius, as if he had misjudged Sirius.

But the person James trusted the most was Dumbledore. Did he really not tell Dumbledore?

Sirius didn't dare to think about it. Apart from James, the person he had always trusted the most was Dumbledore. If he thought about it further, he was worried that he would not be able to accept this cruel reality.

But on this snowy Christmas night, something seemed to be broken in Sirius's heart.

Lupine braved the wind and snow to rush back to the castle. Snowflakes fell on his shoulders and front, but it was not enough to calm him down. He felt something surging in his chest.

When he entered the castle through the oak door, he saw Dumbledore standing in the entrance hall, and there seemed to be some stagnant sound.

"Good evening, Professor Lupin." Dumbledore said with a smile, "The snow is really heavy tonight, I believe it will be a sunny day tomorrow."

"Who says it isn't?" Lupine smiled reluctantly. He took off his cloak and shook off the snowflakes on it, "You are waiting for me here?"

"I just couldn't sleep and wandered around the castle." Dumbledore took a deep breath. "To this day, I can't believe that Black would do such a thing. He and Potter were best friends when they were in school. I remember, you three, followed by Peter, you were best friends.”

"Yes, best friends." Lu Ping agreed.

"No one expected that something like that would happen. I was even the one who suggested that James and Lily use Black as the secret keeper." Dumbledore looked at the falling snow outside through the crack in the door. For a moment, Lupine felt that Dumbledore Lido seems to have aged a lot.

"Professor, if there's nothing else, I'll go back to my room first. You know... I haven't been in good health these days..."

"Oh, of course, go back and have a rest," Dumbledore turned around and said with a smile, "You have to get well as soon as possible. I have to give the students a healthy Defense Against the Dark Arts professor."

Lupine nodded, picked up his cloak and turned to leave.

Dumbledore turned his head slightly and looked at Lupine's back, as if thinking about something, and then shook his head in disappointment.

That night, both Harry and Ron had a hard time falling asleep. They excitedly discussed how great Harry would be in the game riding this broomstick, and he would definitely win Wood a Quidditch Silver Cup, which he had always dreamed of!

They repeatedly took out the broom to admire it, then carefully wrapped it in sheets and put it deep under the bed.

Early the next morning, while Harry was still sleeping, he was woken up by Ron's frightened voice. When he opened his eyes, he happened to see a slender package lying in the corridor of the dormitory.

"Did I see it wrong?" Ron looked at it and asked, his mouth couldn't close at all, and he rubbed his eyes vigorously.

"I'm afraid you're not mistaken." Harry said with equal surprise, "Another broom?"

"That's right, this packaging... looks very familiar... what else could it be if it wasn't a broom?" Ron said hoarsely.

"No way..." Harry jumped off the bed and tore open the package. A beautiful, sparkling broomstick rolled onto his bed. He was so surprised that he couldn't breathe.

"I can't believe it," Ron muttered. "Another Firebolt?"

He turned his head and looked at Harry in confusion, "What should we do?"

"I don't know." Harry shook his head. He looked down at the broom carefully and fell into silence.

Two firebolts...

This would make someone else very happy...

Of course, Harry was also very happy...

But, who gave Harry a Firebolt?

You must know that the price of Firebolts is not cheap. The two Firebolts Harry has on hand are enough to replace both colleges with Nimbus 2001.

"I really envy you." Ron whispered, "Who gave this to you?"

"See if there's a card or receipt," Harry said.

Ron tore off the wrapping paper from the crossbow.

"Nothing! Oh, who spent so much money on you?"

Ron looked at Harry enviously, "You have two Firebolts now."

"Yes, I know." Harry nodded, "Who do you think this is from?"

"I bet it's Dumbledore," Ron said, walking around the Firebolt, but it wasn't as surprising as yesterday, probably because he had already experienced it. "Didn't he anonymously send you invisibility in first grade?" Clothes?"

"But that's my dad's..."