From Azkaban To Hogwarts

"How's this game?"

"Fight."

"What about this one?"

"Too…"

The two people on the sofa sighed at the same time, then switched to TV channels and started watching those boring programs.

After halfway through the summer vacation, the two people who had been playing very fresh and very happy couldn't help it anymore, and the adventurous love in Gryffindor's blood could no longer be suppressed.

Although many games are still very interesting and the shows may not be so boring, they are really suffocated in the house.

"I mean... do you want to..."

Sirius stretched over there and got up suddenly, thinking of something, and secretly suggested to Harry, "It's just..."

"Then don't."

Lupin came out of the kitchen and threw an apple at each of them. "Absolutely not. I will keep your eyes on you guys."

"Before the summer vacation is over, Harry must stay where he can easily return to this community. Don't even think about where you want to risk such things."

Sirius opened his hands as if he was fate—maybe he would still quibble in the face of others, but in the face of Lupin...

"Seriously, you are too rigid, moon face..."

"Unless you want Harry to live next door—" Lupin looked at him seriously, "Extravagantly asking for more will only make you lose more, and I won't agree to let you take Harry on an adventure."

"It's as if someone would suddenly jump out of the corner and attack him..."

Sirius complained defiantly.

"Harry," Lupin ignored his friend and looked at Harry. "You should remember what you encountered in the first grade. I hope you don't be willful and kill this fool."

"What are you talking about, Lupin!"

Sirius was a little angry, and Lupin was too much to say so.

"I didn't say it, it was Professor William." Lupin shrugged his shoulders. "He asked me to give this warning when you tried to take risks before the summer vacation began."

"He knows what he knows!"

Sirius curled his lips in dissatisfaction, his character was still in his school days, and he was very disgusted with such an arrangement.

Lupin smiled and didn't care. He knew Sirius too well. "I ask you, if Harry is in danger, would you use your life to protect him?"

"What a stupid question!"

Sirius stood up, "Of course, does this still need to be questioned?"

"That's right," Lu Ping opened his hands and looked at Harry. "Do you think this fool, Black, can deal with mysterious people?"

Harry, who had personally faced the terrible existence in the first grade, was stunned, "I'm afraid...cannot..."

"Then do you think he is dead?"

"Not yet, Professor."

"If he comes to kill you, can Black stop it? Will he stay and use his life to buy you time to escape in order to save you?"

…

"I see, Professor."

After a moment of silence, Harry stood up and walked upstairs, "I'm going to finish my homework. Let's play the game when I have time."

With Harry, the guy who would be abducted and taken out, compromised, the adventure was suddenly terminated. There was no limit to where Sirius went, as long as Harry stayed honestly.

"You are really disappointed, Moon face."

Sirius complained loudly to Lupin.

"You are not bad."

Lupin put a hand on his shoulder, "Okay, don't be upset, Dumbledore can’t put Harry here alone, and it’s useless for me to put the water-you wish Dumbledore would be in the days before. Don't send someone to look after Harry? So, instead of thinking about that, I'll play the game with you."

"Who is so rare!"

Sirius sat down and began to pack the handles.

"Really, it was counted by Professor William..."

Lupin picked up the handle Harry had put down, thinking about the conversation before the summer vacation.

"They will never get together when they get together. It is estimated that they will want to make trouble in a month or so. Then you will directly scare them and use the name of the Dark Lord-the child is not afraid of problems with himself, and is afraid of getting involved with others, so you can take it. It's good for Black to scare him."

"No, no, no prejudice..."

"I am a conscientious professor, and there is no prejudice against students in any college. I am just describing a fact."

—

"Snee!"

The two children who let the professor discover and sum up an objective fact sneezed at the dining table.

This made Mrs. Weasley's originally happy face straightened-because of their unimaginable OWLs results, she now gives the two children too many rights, such as getting up after nine o'clock in the morning, and then Enjoy breakfast.

It is not good to go back and forth, although she wanted to blame the two of them for falling asleep too late to cause a cold, and then deprived of the privilege of course, but she still resisted it.

"Breakfast is great, Mom."

"I like the fried sausage today, Mom."

The two talked in tandem on very timely topics, which made Mrs. Weasley's mood a lot better-at least now.

As he spoke, the flames of the fireplace burned violently, and then changed colors.

Mr. Weasley came out of the fireplace with a look of excitement, and everyone who was curious was stunned-Mr. Weasley had just gone to work, why did he come back suddenly?

"Good news, see what I got!"

Mr. Weasley proudly waved the ticket in his hand at his children.

"Very difficult, the best Quidditch ticket!"

"To be honest, I have used a lot of energy. The original department only left me two best box tickets, and the rest are in the lower stands."

He vividly described the intrigue with those old relationships.

"I said how could it be done? How could I go to the stands alone with my wife and leave the children underneath?"

"That guy was actually thinking about taking away the box tickets, UU reading www.uukanshu.com all replaced them-how did it happen? I talked to him for almost half an hour, and then we turned all our tickets into box tickets. ."

"But when he took out the ticket, I saw it clearly. In fact, there was a lot more. I didn't let him go. Anyway, I asked for two more—Ron, this is what I promised you. You can invite friends to watch the game."

He finished happily, then looked at Fred and George, "There is no way, I can't get more box tickets. Actually speaking, those two high-end tickets are hard to get for Harry's sake. Arrived—he had to say that the boxes were reserved for the Ministry of Magic and could not be given to outsiders. For safety reasons, he had to let me name it for review. Even if I told him, it was for Ron’s friend. Nor..."

"Really, as if I would take the wizard to assassinate the minister..."

ps: It's another two thousand words chapter... and it is estimated that tomorrow will be a high probability. I underestimated the National Day event...

Forgive me...