From Azkaban To Hogwarts

Harry dared to swear that he had almost never seen such a terrifying face.

The sallow skin was pressed against the skeleton of the face, but it bulged up again, looking like a damp skull.

There is no hair on the head where this terrible face is. This makes that face look even more horrible, and at the same time, the sense of sight of the skull is stronger.

The sudden emergence of fear made him almost forget the fact that he was still wearing the invisibility cloak. Fortunately, a second before he was about to subconsciously pull out the wand, he finally realized the problem.

However, the call of the face on the bed did not stop at all, and the eyes in the sunken eye sockets stared at him firmly, as if the invisibility cloak did not exist at all.

"Jaime...is that you?"

The voice was eager and full of uncontrollable joy, and then, Blake himself violently struggled out of the bed, the bandage used to fix and protect was pulled straight, and the bed made an overwhelming sound.

"Damn it!"

Harry heard the angry shouts from the other side, and then, the bandages that had been reinforced by magic seemed to have some magic in them, and they broke apart.

For an instant, a loud noise appeared in the room, sharply causing Harry to subconsciously raise his hand and prepare to cover his ears, but he still resisted imposing a bubbling curse on himself and then directly rushed towards the left side of his body. fall.

The moment he fell, footsteps were already coming from outside, and the next moment, a coma curse came in blindly.

After the spell, a figure rushed in, and another coma spell directly hit Black who was barely breaking away from the bandage.

The leaping figure stood up and began to check the surroundings. Only after finding that the windows and the like were not damaged, did he lower his vigilance a little. Only then did Harry see the opponent's face clearly—it was Lupin.

"Feel sorry…"

He stood beside Sirius, then waved his wand and continued to control him with a bandage before carefully pulling the quilt on him.

Harry now remembered Ron's words-Sirius was extremely aggressive, but he had been in Azkaban for twelve years!

‘So...Does Professor Lupin need to stay in the hospital to look after him? Obviously he was framed...’

This thought came to Harry’s mind, and for a moment, he was ashamed of being scared...

Obviously... but I...

Just when he was guilty of judging people by appearance, his eyes met another pair of eyes—Professor Lupin stared at him as if he was sure he was there.

"Is that you, Harry?"

"It's me...Professor." Harry subconsciously took off the hat of the Invisibility Cloak and showed his head.

"Sure enough, it's you..." Lupin laughed, with a bit less sadness on his face. "He's a bit scary, right, it wasn't like this before..."

Harry didn't know how to answer for a moment, but Lupin didn't seem to need to answer either.

"Mrs. Pomfrey shaved his hair clean and asked me to say it was a good thing," Lupin looked at Sirius lying over there. "You don't know how bad, dirty and messy his hair is. I dare say that the last time he took care of his hair was in Azkaban."

"It's fatter anyway, but it's even scarier... Honestly, I almost didn't recognize him. He was considered handsomer than James... Well, you look a lot like your father... Sorry, I..."

Lupin's words were incoherent. This was the first time Harry saw the professor so gaffe, but he didn't know why, he wanted to hear him go on.

"Twelve years have passed... this guy..."

"Are you here to see him, Harry?"

Lupin asked abruptly, and Harry nodded subconsciously.

"As bold as James..." Lupin shook his head, but didn't mean to blame. He looked at Harry and fell silent suddenly, his eyes lost, and he didn't know where his thoughts had drifted.

Just when Harry couldn't help but want to say something, Lupin suddenly came back to his senses and looked at Harry seriously, with a serious expression that made Harry dare not even move for a while.

"This…"

"No, I can not…"

Sporadic words appeared from his mouth, and they didn’t make a sentence. After a long time, Lupin looked at Harry, "Harry, I know this shouldn’t be...but...I hope you can talk to him...at least look at him when he is awake …"

"Well, Professor."

Harry originally wanted to say that he was here for this, but when it came to his lips, it became such a low sentence.

Lupin raised his wand, and circle after circle of bandages flew out of his wand, tying the solid black that had been tied firmly, and then he looked at Harry, "Come on to me, ha Lee, with me, his mood is not stable, I have to control him well."

After confirming that Harry was standing tightly next to him, Lupin picked up his wand and unlocked his coma spell.

Harry stared nervously at Sirius's face, but after the spell was released, he didn't look at Harry at all, stared straight at the magic wand, and then fixed his eyes on Lupin.

"Let go of me, Lupin," Sirius stared at Lupin in a cold tone, "I dreamed of James, and James asked me to kill the traitor."

"Then I just watched you being imprisoned in Azkaban for murder?"

Lupin stared at Sirius without giving up.

"You can't shut me down, Lupin, you know, Azkaban didn't shut me down, let alone..." Sirius turned his head strenuously, "This ordinary school doctor...Jaime!"

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Harry couldn't believe that a person's emotional changes could be so great, the bandages thickened by Lupin made an overwhelming noise-but now there was no magical power to cut them off.

But there was no need for those, just a moment of excitement, Sirius immediately realized that something was wrong.

"Harry?"

He shouted tentatively.

"Yes, it's me..." Harry didn't know what to call him for a moment.

"You know, right?"

Sirius's eyes were tender, "It's not me, it's the guy from Azkaban."

"Yes."

Although Sirius was not very clear, Harry knew what he was referring to.

"It's fine if you know..." Sirius suddenly laughed happily, but the laughter stopped abruptly, "Sorry, it was my fault..."

He still didn't know what to say, but Harry still understood.

What Sirius was talking about was the issue of the replacement of the confidential in the newspaper. If it were not for the temporary replacement of the confidential, it might not happen at all.

He really wanted to say something not to blame you, but when he got to his lips...

In a trance, he took two steps forward, freed from Lupin's protection, and then drew out his wand. The bandages, which were much more protective than restraint, were cut off under the effect of magic with almost no resistance.

The shackles that Lupin arranged were easily removed by him, while Lupin himself stood behind and watched everything happen.

"Don't kill him..."

Harry looked into the eyes of Sirius who was half-up, UU reading www.uukanshu.com "Don't go to Azkaban, it's not good over there, the professor said, you must avoid that place forever."

"I don't know how terrible Azkaban is, but the professor said that there is hell. Never risk going to Azkaban to do things."

"Let Peter Pettigrew stay there," Harry repeated himself, "Don't go to Azkaban, my dad won't be happy, he doesn't want his friends inside..."

Harry looked into Black's eyes. "He won't. If you go to Azkaban, he will be sad."

"You do not understand…"

Sirius tried to refute, but his tone was so weak that he couldn't even convince him.

"Don't go to Azkaban," Harry shook his head. "Don't go..."

…

"Ok."

After a violent gasp, Sirius finally bowed his head.