From Beauxbatons to Hogwarts

Calvin and Sirius entered the principal's office through the steps.At this time, Dumbledore had not returned, and only Fawkes, the phoenix, was parked on the shelf.

Sirius, who couldn't bear the loneliness, was just about to tease the phoenix when he heard a portrait on the wall shouting: "Sirius Black, have you escaped from prison?"

Sirius was startled by the roar. Before he could find out who was speaking, he heard Calvin say: "Principal Black, Sirius walked out of Azkaban with integrity, and all the crimes he committed have been punished. Cleaned up.”

"So you did it, Calvin, you are such a good boy." Phineas said in the oil painting, "By Merlin, my Black family will not be extinct."

"It turns out it's you, old man. I'm shocked." Blake picked up an apple and gnawed it. "You've already drawn a picture and you're still so angry. No wonder you're the most unpopular principal."

"You brat, please show some respect to me, I'm your great-great-grandfather." Phineas roared, and other principals around him ran towards the portrait in the distance, trying to stay away from the grumpy Black.

"Don't cause any more trouble when you get out. You are over 30. Find a girl to marry and pass on the Black name. You are already the last male. Regulus is also dead."

"Well, he deserves it, who made him join the Death Eaters." Sirius said disdainfully.

"Did you listen to me, brat?" Phineas wanted to rush out of the portrait and beat up the rebellious Black.

"I know, I know." Sirius picked his ears perfunctorily, watching Calvin playing with the phoenix.

Calvin took out a handful of feed from his sleeve and put it under Fox's nose, but Fox didn't even look at it and turned his head arrogantly.

"What are you doing, Kaka." Sirius came over and asked.

"Study some magical animals like the phoenix." Calvin teased Fox attentively, "I am now an expert on magical animals and a professor at Hogwarts."

"But the number of phoenixes is really rare. Except for Fawkes, I have never seen anyone else. While Principal Dumbledore is not here, I will do a good study."

Calvin took out another bottle of magic potion and poured it on the feed. "It's strange. No magical bird or animal can resist the temptation of my feed. Why doesn't he eat it? Eat, eat, eat."

"Because Fawkes only eats the feed I give him, Calvin." The tall Dumbledore said standing at the door of the office.

Calvin and Sirius stood up straight in an instant and hid their hands behind their backs.

Calvin stuffed the feed and Sirius's leftover apple into his sleeves so that the two of them dared to take their hands out.

"Take a seat, you two." Dumbledore returned to his seat and asked the two of them to sit across from him.

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting. In addition to the Black case today, there are also Barty and his son who are going to trial today, so it has delayed a little time. But I still want to congratulate you, Sirius, you have been proven innocent."

"Thank you too, Principal Dumbledore. You also voted not guilty." Sirius said with a smile.

However, Dumbledore waved his hand, "What you should really thank is Calvin. Without him, this case would not have been overturned."

"Sirius, even though I am a centenarian, I still envy you a little. It is difficult for a person to meet friends who can trust him for life and death, but you actually met two."

Sirius' face, which was originally smiling and playful, suddenly froze, and he whispered, "I'm sorry James, if I had insisted on being the secret keeper..."

"I'm not here to accuse you, Black," Dumbledore said calmly.

"Principal, what are the results of the other two trials?" Calvin broke the silence.

"Barty Sr. was sentenced to 20 years and fined 500 million Galleons, and Barty Jr. was sentenced to life imprisonment." Dumbledore looked directly at Calvin and asked with his eyes, "Are you satisfied?"

"I think these are two fair trials." Calvin said without any emotion.

Dumbledore nodded, he thought so too, "So Calvin, can you please leave first? I want to talk to Sirius alone."

Calvin knew Dumbledore's concerns, so he stood up and walked out: "Sirius, go to Hagrid's hut after you come out. I will ask Harry to go there too."

After Calvin left, the principal's office fell into silence again. Finally, Sirius spoke up and said, "Principal Dumbledore, do you want to ask what happened back then? Calvin's little moves should not be hidden from you."

Dumbledore waved his wand, and two cups of coffee appeared on the table. "I should have asked, but... forget it, there is no point in delving too much into the past. We should look forward."

"So what are your plans for the rest of your life? Sirius." Dumbledore smiled and winked at him.

Sirius rubbed his hands nervously, "I haven't thought about this yet, Headmaster. I just want to see Harry as soon as possible. As for what I will do in the future, I don't know yet."

"Then how about I give you a choice," Dumbledore said, "come and work at Hogwarts. I think this way you can be closer to Harry."

"Really, Principal Dumbledore?" Black looked very excited when he heard that he could see Harry every day. "But is there really a job suitable for me at Hogwarts? I haven't had a serious job since I graduated." , and later spent ten years in Azkaban.”

Although Sirius wanted to be closer to his godson, he still knew that he might not be suitable to be a professor.

"Of course, I think you are definitely qualified. You have rich experience in fighting black magic. If you..."

"Albus, no! I won't allow it!" Before Dumbledore could finish his words, he was interrupted by the roar of the portrait of Phineas behind him, "He is the only heir of the Black family, you can't let him Taking up the dangerous position of Defense Against the Dark Arts Professor."

"Sirius, listen to me and don't stay at Hogwarts. You stay at home and get married and have children. If you want to work, go to Calvin. He is much more reliable than Dumbledore. "

"Phineas," Dumbledore turned back helplessly, "Let Sirius decide for himself."

"Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts?" Black squeezed his dry bones, "I think there should be no problem. The prisoners in Azkaban are not good people. If I didn't have any skills, I really wouldn't last ten years. .”

"But I have to tell you something in advance," Sirius shook his hair coolly, "I have to settle myself and clean up my house first. I may not be able to come to school in the near future."

Dumbledore smiled and said: "Of course, I'm not in a hurry. This job won't start until September. Now I want to talk to you about Harry."

Phineas shouted angrily from the wall: "You can't promise him, bastard, Albus, you are committing murder!"