94 hp Diagon Alley

Great!" said Hermione, giving Ron a reproachful look, because he looked like he was about to burst out laughing.

"Yeah... definitely didn't tie it down," said Hagrid, looking happily across the field. "I was worried this morning .. that it might meet Professor Lupine on the grounds, but Lupine said he didn't eat anything last night..."

"What?" Harry asked quickly.

"Gee, didn't you hear that?" said Hagrid, smiling less.He lowered his voice even though no one was around. "Oh - Snape told all the students in Slytherin House this morning... I thought everyone knew by now that Professor Lupine was a werewolf, understand and he walked around the grounds and the Forbidden Forest late at night. Now he I'm packing my bags, that's only natural."

Harry and Hermione both struggled to get out of bed when they heard about it, and they were going to visit their favorite Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

Gwen was dealing with the twins in the other bed, and Fred kept asking her about the details of last night's events.

"Hell, if it wasn't for the OWLs, we could go together too. Does that cage work?"

"Easy to use..."

"So that's true? Peter was the one who killed the whole street?"

"real…"

"What else? Did you really kick Professor Snape?"

"Yes... I actually attacked the professor again this year..."

"Great! Gwen! So..."

"...then why don't you go and greet our little brother Ron?" George, who had been silent all this time, interrupted Fred's questioning and pushed the chattering tall redhead to another hospital bed.

Then George stared into Gwen's face with his lips pursed.

She rubbed her cheeks, "Don't stare at me like that, George."

George didn't blink, "Never do that next time."

"No what?"

"Don't you have a good memory, Gwen? Last year you were in the Chamber of Secrets. If we hadn't arrived just in time, you would have been swallowed by the basilisk. This year, you went to mix with Death Eaters, murderers and werewolves. ..." Then he said seriously, "I will never allow you to do such a dangerous thing again."

Gwen just wanted to duck under the covers, she - the great inventor - a fourth-year Gryffindor, being taught as a child by the Mischief King in the hospital wing.

And George obviously has no intention of letting her go, "You have to swear, Gwen."

"Okay, I swear." Gwen trembled and pretended to be weak, "Next time, if you weren't here," she stretched out her little hand and pointed to the Weasley twins, "I will never do such a dangerous thing —Believe me, at the end of the term, I can't wait to walk around Harry and the others."

George looked at her dubiously for a moment, then helped Gwen break the chocolate into tiny pieces. "If you're this reckless—even I think it's reckless—you're going to be put in a rat cage."

Gwen covered her stomach, "Please, don't talk about rats anymore, let alone use them to mock me, I'm going to throw up." Then some slender fingers stuffed a piece of chocolate into her mouth.

As for Ron on the hospital bed, he was telling Fred about his adventures yesterday.Now he caught sight of George feeding Gwen chocolate.

"Fred, when are they getting married?" Ron asked solemnly.

His brother slapped his broken leg, "I think it's still early—Ron, your emotional intelligence is not much different from that of a dog."

Ron was crying, and Sirius let out a weak laugh like a leak.

summer of [-]

The day before Hogwarts' summer break, the owls burst into the Great Hall like a cloud.The breakfast prepared by the elves was swept away by this group of messengers.

Nearly all students receive a letter or the latest Daily Prophet.

"It seems that the Ministry of Magic retried the case almost as quickly as possible in order to restore its image." Hermione read today's headlines at a glance.Gwen had never had a good impression of this newspaper, so she didn't subscribe, so she simply asked her to borrow it.

The front page of the Daily Prophet had a whole page with a photograph of a handsome man standing in the dark stone of the Wizengamot courtroom, dimly lit by torches.Around him were fifty wizards clad in fuchsia robes with a delicate silver "w" embroidered on the left front breast.In the photo, he was declared innocent, but he didn't look relieved at all, instead looking into the distance with melancholy eyes.

Several senior witches shed empathetic tears looking at the photo, wishing they could jump into the photo and give him a comforting hug.

"Harry," Gwen pointed to the witches who were looking over frequently, "those girls want to be your godmother."

The big boy almost sprayed the pumpkin juice from his nostrils, "Merlin, they are about my age."

Hermione, who saw through everything, commented disdainfully: "There are a few guys in there who called Sirius a Death Eater a week ago."

Harry hurriedly ate a piece of sausage to suppress his shock, "I will move to Sirius for the holidays, and I will definitely tell him to keep his eyes open."

Gwen shrugged. She felt that Blake was not in the mood for a relationship at the moment. When he was in the hospital wing, he kept a long list to make up for his godson's missing wizarding childhood.In order not to spoil Harry's surprise, Gwen decided not to tell him about Black's list of "Thirty Quidditch Quidditch Quidditch Tips", "A Few Little Spells for Spooky Slytherins", "The Race in front of Muggle cops" and "Teach Harry how to take the initiative in a relationship".

Then she and Katie read the news about the trial.

"...Interrogators: Cornelius Oswald Fudge, Minister for Magic; Amelia Susan Burns, Head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement; Dolores Jane Umrie, Senior Undersecretary Odd..." Katie read aloud.

"Why isn't Dumbledore here? He's been the head wizard of the Wizengamot for a long time..." Gwen interjected.

Katie gave her a blank look, "If you don't interrupt me, you'll hear it right away—Witness for the defense: Albus Percival Wulfric Brian Dumbledore, West Ferris Snape."

"His name is really long, and Snape actually testified." Gwen snickered, "I can only imagine how dark his face is."

"If I were you," Fred and George arrived late, squeezed between Harry and Gwen, "I'd be more worried about how to survive Potions class next year, Gwen."

The person concerned suddenly lost his appetite, but fortunately Katie read on with interest.

"...the defense witness Snape testified that Peter Petim had transformed from a mouse back to a wizard in front of him, an outlaw Animagus. According to relevant sources, Petim had been hiding from a wizarding family for 12 years .” Katie shook her head randomly, “It’s terrible, if there is such an old man in someone’s house—I’m going to throw up just thinking about it.”

All the redheads on the dining table gave a collective hand, and Ginny's fork made a harsh squeaking sound when it was scratched on the plate.Ron gave that slug in his stomach look.

Seeing this, Gwen took the Daily Prophet from Katie's hand, "Let me see what else is written on it? 'Giselda Marchban and Tiberus Ogden', I remember they are Wesson A senior member of Gamore, 'thinks it was a huge mistake to imprison Sirius without any trial.'”

Skipping over the part about how Peter betrayed the Potters and sold their address to Voldemort, she continued, "For 12 years, everyone believed that he was a traitor and a servant of Voldemort. Sirius Black was found to be the murderer." The murderer of Peter and a street of Muggles. The reason why he didn't go crazy after being tortured by dementors for more than ten years is because he clearly knew that he was innocent."

Now even Katie was moved, and she snatched back the newspaper and recited it affectionately.

"We don't know how he escaped from the heavily guarded Azkaban, swam across the deep sea with a strong will, just to visit his godson, whom he hadn't seen in 12 years, risked his life to protect him, and caught him with his own hands. Traitor." She sniffled, and then changed the topic, "Of course, this also means that the Ministry of Magic played an image of incompetence in this incident. From the misjudgment many years ago to allowing criminals to escape now, we I have to remind the relevant departments. Keep an eye out for those cunning and evil criminals—now that you know that Petim is an Animagus, the Ministry of Magic may grant a special fund to Azkaban to buy some animal cages."

"Ha!" Gwen broke the moving atmosphere, "Brothers, can we make them some money again." She hooked George's neck.

George was scared off by her arm, and Harry poured cold water on him without raising his head: "Dumbledore said he took your mouse cage to the Ministry of Magic, and they just kept it." .”

"Hey," Gwen retracted her arms and sighed, "Just think of me as doing charity for Azkaban."

"Think of the good, Gwen," said Ron, as he wrestled with the biggest drumstick on the table, "he'll never get away with it now!"

"Indeed, the cage also clipped his tail." Gwen flipped through a photo on the back pages of the newspaper, showing a wretched Peter in a tattered prison uniform, trembling in the middle of the Wizengamot courtroom.There was a pool of blood on his trousers.

After hearing the words, the boys all came together to look at the photos carefully, and finally Fred, who was fearless and fearless, made a conclusion.

"It turns out that the wizard's tail also grows on the buttocks." Then he touched his own