Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

Chapter 487: Every glass of wine is a joyful agent (Thanks to the far-reaching leader of book friends, 15 more chapters added)

With Dumbledore's help, Sirius finally stood up and walked slowly toward the door.

As the retrial ended, everything that happened here was like a strong wind, quickly blowing through the entire Ministry of Magic.

Therefore, when Sirius walked out of the third courtroom, the corridor was already full of people. Everyone looked at him and applauded without hesitation.

Sirius didn't even know how he walked through the long corridor, got on the elevator, and passed through the hall with the same thunderous applause.

It seemed that a few minutes had passed, or it could have been a few hours. When he came to his senses again, he saw the bustling streets of London in front of him.

He opened his arms toward the sky and stood for ten full minutes in front of the astonished eyes of passers-by.

Dumbledore and Kyle behind him didn't urge either.

Kyle was thinking about whether to go to Diagon Alley to buy something on the way, but when he looked up, he found that Dumbledore was looking at him with a strange look.

It was a look of apology mixed with pity, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Looking at Dumbledore with a smile on his face, Kyle didn't think much about it. He just thought that he was a little dazzled after staying in the dark courtroom for too long.

After all, Sirius Black could be acquitted because Dumbledore had done a lot, so there was no reason for him to be apologetic.

Kyle looked at Sirius again. He was still standing there in the same posture as before, as if he could stand like this all day if no one yelled.

At this time, a man in a suit seemed to regard his actions as some kind of performance art. He hurried past and then turned back and placed a coin on the steps in front of him.

After a few more minutes, an owl flew over their heads.

Dumbledore suddenly had a copy of the Daily Prophet in his hand. He found a bench on the side of the road and sat down, opening the newspaper and reading it like an old man walking.

The front page is a line of eye-catching large characters.

"Sirius Black is a traitor and a tragic hero!"

There are two photos below, one is his wanted poster, and the other is a picture of everyone in the courtroom applauding him.

In this article, Sirius is described as a tragic figure who has endured in the darkness for twelve years in order to avenge his friends...

"When did they take the photos?" Kyle said in surprise, "I remember that there didn't seem to be anyone holding a camera in the courtroom at that time..."

"Obviously there is, we just didn't find it."

Dumbledore said with a smile: "These people are really powerful. In order to prove that I am an old liar, someone even released a photo of me fighting with others when I was a child... If possible, I really want to buy that photo... …

"Let's not talk about this anymore. Let's go to Diagon Alley first. I kind of want to try the hazelnut peanut ice cream there."

Dumbledore stood up and walked over.

Sirius also opened his eyes at this time, put down his aching arms, and after taking a few deep breaths of the exhaust fumes from the streets of London, turned around and walked towards the Leaky Cauldron with them.

But after taking two steps, he turned back, picked up the coin on the ground, and carefully wiped the dust off it.

"So this is Muggle money, right?"

Kyle nodded and took a look.

"Heptagon... It's a fifty pence coin, which can be exchanged for about two Sickles at Gringotts."

"I intend to keep this as a souvenir." Sirius smiled and put away the coin.

The three of them walked all the way to the Leaky Cauldron.

When Dumbledore, who was walking at the front, opened the door, the noise inside stopped instantly.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Sirius who was following behind him.

I don’t know who started it, but there was another burst of applause. Some people stood up and came over and hugged Sirius.

"Oh, Black..." Old Tom came over with a large glass of butterbeer, "Forgive me for keeping your wanted poster before, this glass is for you."

"Thanks, Tom." Sirius took the cup and drank it in one gulp.

He had drank a lot of butterbeer, including in the past two months, and Lupine had brought back a lot of it for him, but none of them were as sweet as the one he had today.

"It's really good." He licked his lips, "Tom, I suspect you put a joyful agent in it..."

Old Tom smiled and said, "Believe me, every glass of wine you drink from now on will become a joyful drug."

There was a burst of laughter in the bar.

Afterwards, he declined invitations from more people to drink and entered Diagon Alley through the entrance to the backyard.

"How do you feel?" Kyle asked.

"There's nothing better than this." Sirius said with a smile, "Old Tom said he wanted to treat me to drinking for a month. I'm going to come again tomorrow and drink here all day. When the time comes, Old Tom's expression It will definitely be exciting.”

Kyle smiled and said nothing.

It can only be said that Sirius is still too young. He is now the hottest topic. As long as he appears in the Leaky Cauldron, he will definitely attract more people. By then, it will be too late for Old Tom to be happy.

But this is also a win-win situation...

The three of them turned a corner and came to the main street of Diagon Alley.

Sirius was like a new student going to school tomorrow, wanting to go into almost every store. After a while, his arms were filled with all kinds of different things.

They were all gifts from the shopkeeper and they didn't cost a single knut.

Thanks to him, Kyle and Dumbledore also got free hazelnut and peanut crumble ice cream.

They first went to Madam Malkin's Robe Shop and customized a new set of robes for Sirius, and then went to Ollivander's and bought a wand for fifteen Galleons.

Freshmen buy wands for seven galleons, and his one is more than double the price. In other words, this is the original price of wands, and the ones sold to freshmen are completely at cost.

When passing by the Quidditch boutique, Sirius wanted to go in and buy Kyle a Firebolt as a thank you gift.

But Kyle refused.

"You're welcome, it's only a few bucks." Sirius patted his chest, "I bought one for Harry, it was very cheap."

Kyle still shook his head, "No, I really don't need it."

There is no Quidditch match at Hogwarts this year, so why would he need a Firebolt? Besides, what if there is a new model in the store next year...

So, let’s wait until next year.

Throughout the afternoon, they visited almost all the shops... Oh, there was one exception.

Flourish and Blott Books.

The door of this store seemed to have been placed under a Sirius expulsion spell. He didn't stop for a second and trotted past.

The shop owner who received the news was originally standing at the door holding a stack of books, preparing to give them to him as gifts, but in the end he only saw his back as he hurried past.

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