[HP] Reason is still chaotic

medical wing.

Harry estimated that Snape would still tell the Slytherin students that Lupine was a werewolf this time, and he didn't want to make it known to everyone.

"Professor Lupine, would you like to take care of Sirius for me?"

"What?" Lupine, who was trying to make Sirius lie on the bed peacefully, was stunned.

"I mean," Harry licked his lips nervously, "Sirius is not in good health now, he needs someone else's care, but I spend too much time at school, I can't take good care of him. I also I don't know if he has any other friends, you seem to have a good relationship, so..." Looking at Lupine's thoughtful eyes, Harry's voice became smaller and smaller.

Sirius who was lying on the bed interjected unhappily, "Hey! I don't need others to take care of me, I'm not that delicate!"

"But you don't want someone who can take care of you." Harry frowned, "Sirius, don't you want Professor Lupine to take care of you?"

"of course not……"

Sirius' words were interrupted by a knock on the door.

It's Headmaster Dumbledore.

He smiled at Harry, "What are you talking about? I must say I agree with Harry, Remus. Severus' patience is probably at its limit."

"Did you hear it all?" Sirius asked subconsciously, and then realized the meaning of Dumbledore's words, "That damned snot..."

"Siris!" Harry interrupted Sirius unhappily, facing the eyes of these three people looking at him, he hesitated, "I mean... that's my professor..."

"Harry..." Sirius compromised seeing Harry's unhappy face, "Okay, okay, I have to say, you really resemble Lily in this way."

Harry's eyes lit up, and it was the first time anyone said he looked like his mother except for his eyes.

Dumbledore looked at Harry and said with a smile: "Harry is right, Sirius. He will be taught by Severus for at least two years!"

"I'm going back." Dumbledore stood up, "Sirius, you can stay here until the end of the semester, and then go back with the fireplace."

"No, Professor." Sirius said happily, "I can take the train with Harry, and then go back to Grimmauld Place from the station!"

"Oh? Maybe Harry prefers to enjoy the last school time with his friends?" Dumbledore looked at the unconvinced Sirius and smiled, "What's more, Sirius, you should go back and tidy up first, right?" Do you want to know a house that has not been lived in for many years..."

"Okay, Dumbledore. Sirius nodded resignedly, "You're always right. "

"Don't be so upset, Padfoot," Lupine smiled. "I don't think you'd say no to an old friend helping you clean up your room, would you?"

"Of course, Moonface!" Sirius cheered up again, "My health is actually not that bad, I think I can be discharged from the hospital! Harry, I will make the room comfortable!"

"Don't even think about it! Sirius Black!" Madam Pomfrey who had just entered the door looked at him angrily, "Discharged from the hospital? You still want to be discharged from the hospital in your current physical condition?! You just stay here for a week!"

"But, ma'am..." Sirius retorted, "I have to go home and tidy up the room, waiting for Harry to come back!"

"It's okay, Sirius." Harry said hastily, "Your body is more important, I can clean up the room with you."

"Look, Sirius, what else do you have to say!" Madam Pomfrey said angrily, "Isn't the time left enough for you to clean up the house?"

"That's because you don't know how scary that house is..." Sirius muttered.

Lupine looked at Madam Pomfrey's furious expression, and quickly persuaded, "Okay, Padfoot. I'll help you clean up the room. You don't want Harry to worry about your body, do you? "Harry made a worried expression cooperatively.

"Okay, okay..." Sirius compromised.

Dumbledore winked at Harry. "I think it's really time to go now. Harry, would you like to give the old man a ride?"

"Of course, Headmaster." Harry also stood up, "Sirius, I'll come and see you tomorrow."

Harry followed Dumbledore out of the hospital wing, knowing that the Headmaster had something to say to him.

"Harry," Dumbledore turned his head to look at him kindly, "my boy, can you tell me how you knew Sirius' case was handled by Mr. Crouch?"

"I..." Harry was speechless.Neither he nor Draco expected the headmaster to ask so directly.

"It's okay if you don't want to tell, everyone has some little secrets that they don't want people to know." Speaking of this, Dumbledore paused, "Just like your father and them. This morning Sirius told them how to become Arnie I've been told about Muggs. They're smart kids, and it's not easy to keep it from me."

"...D, Malfoy told me." Harry lowered his head, "I just want to know what happened to me."

"Harry," Dumbledore said, stopping, "it's nothing to be ashamed of having new friends."

"Headmaster?" Harry met Dumbledore's eyes in surprise, "but...Slytherin...I mean...Ron...uh..."

Dumbledore looked at Harry's incoherent speech, and said seriously: "Harry, Gryffindor is not afraid of any difficulties, especially when it is related to friends."

"I see, Headmaster." Harry scratched his head shyly.

"Then, it's time for you to go back." Dumbledore laughed. "Maybe your friends are already waiting for you."

Harry realized that they were already standing in front of the portrait of the fat woman. He said the password, turned around when he was about to enter the door, and promised, "Headmaster, I will do it."

Harry walked into the common room, and sure enough, Ron and Hermione were already waiting for him.Seeing him come back, the two were very happy to show the gifts they brought back.

"Candy and treats, we can eat them all before the end-of-term feast," said Ron.

"But eating so many sweets is bad for your teeth," said Hermione hesitantly.

"Hey!" Ron retorted, "Why didn't you say that when you just bought it!"

"Me!" Hermione bit her lip and said nothing.

"We eat together, not a lot." Harry smiled, "Now I have something to tell you, let's go back to the dormitory and talk about it."

In the dormitory, Harry told Ron and Hermione what had happened, and they were both surprised.

"Banban is Peter Pedilou?!"

"Harry, you have a godfather?!"

Harry nodded and decided to answer Hermione's question first, "Yes, I have a godfather. I will live in his house from now on."

"Congratulations, Harry."

"Congratulations, buddy!"

Compared with Hermione's congratulations, Ron was obviously not very happy, but Harry felt that this was completely understandable.Thinking about Ron's previous performance, you can know how much he values ​​Banban. He has been in Ron's family for more than ten years.Harry thought of the little pig in his previous life, and he said to Ron, "Ron, Sirius said he would give you a pet as compensation. How about we pick an owl together during the summer vacation?"

"How can this be done!" Ron quickly refused, he was just a little sad for a moment, "We are also at fault for this matter, if we had found Peter earlier, Mr. Black wouldn't have been in prison for so long."

"Sirius is like that." Harry blinked. "He thinks you lost your pet because of him, and if you don't let him make it up, he will always feel guilty."

"Okay, Ron. Just accept it, and treat it as a birthday present from Mr. Black." Hermione also persuaded.

"Okay then!" Ron nodded reluctantly, "Harry, thank you Mr. Black for helping me."

On the last day of the semester, the exam results were announced.Harry, Ron and Hermione passed every class.Percy passed the highest N. E． w． Ts; Fred and George each scrape together a handful of 0. W． Ls certificate.

Ron looked at his twins who were celebrating. "Mum's going to scold them when I get home."

"I don't think it matters, and that's not their specialty." Harry remembered how popular the twins' joke shop was.

"But they should also pay more attention to the school curriculum." Hermione dissatisfied.

"Don't mention that," Harry said, "I don't want to take divination again next semester."

"You're right, Harry," said Hermione happily. "I went to see Professor McGonagall this morning, just before breakfast. I've decided not to take Muggle Studies."

"But your test score was 320 per cent!" said Ron.

"I know," said Hermione with a sigh, "but I can't stand next year like this one. I'm going crazy. After I skip Muggle Studies and Divination, I'll have another Normal schedule."

"Both of you are not going to divination, so what should I do?" Ron was a little distressed, "Harry, what do you want to choose?"

Harry replied: "I want to choose ancient runes." Draco chose to protect magical creatures and ancient runes, and they obviously needed more intersections.

"I heard that ancient runes are difficult." Ron hesitated.

"So what do you want to choose, Ron?" Hermione asked. "Other than protection of magical creatures and divination, only ancient runes, arithmetic divination and Muggle studies?"

"Why don't you count it as divination!" Harry had an idea, "I heard that this class is a test of logic. Ron, you are so good at wizard chess, you must be fine."

"Eh? Really?" Ron was a little embarrassed.

"Of course!" Harry nodded affirmatively, "If you don't believe me, you can ask Hermione."

Hermione thought for a while and said, "That's right."

"Alright then." Ron said, "Then I'll choose arithmetic and divination."

The Gryffindor table at the end of term banquet was extraordinarily lively, as everyone was celebrating their three years in a row as the house champion.Harry was also eating, drinking and talking, laughing with everyone, especially when he thought that this time he would be back in Sirius - no, he and Sirius, their home.

Moreover, Draco said that they would soon be able to communicate aboveboard, because of Sirius and Narcissa's kinship, the Malfoy family had always been opportunistic.What Draco didn't tell Harry was that when he said that to his father, his father gave him a strange look, similar to the way the godfather gave him the last time he offered to watch Potter.

Anyway, when they left the station on the Hogwarts Express the next day, Harry was full of hope for a better future.

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This one is so fat (⊙o⊙) The interview was successful~(≧▽≦)/~ I was abused by the piano class every Tuesday. Don’t want it ╮(╯▽╰)╭ This week the art teacher said that I still owe him five pictures Ink painting o(>﹏<)o the end of term is the busiest o(︶︿︶)o