I traveled to HP but I tied it to the wrong game system

After the Quidditch match, Christmas is approaching. Everyone is excited to go home for the holidays, but Sirius is the only one sighing.

"You are still good. I am considering whether to apply for staying in school, because even if I go back, my mother will kick me out of the Black House, and then hang me with a rope and judge me in public." Sirius exaggeratedly described, and then covered his face with a book, trying to forget about going home for a short time by being in touch with the book.

"If it doesn't work, you can go to my house for Christmas." James suggested, "Or my house is also OK. You should have never seen Christmas in a Muggle family, right?" Lily suggested.

"Lily! I think I will be thrown out by my mother too. Can I apply to go to your house for Christmas?" James immediately became energetic when he heard Lily invite Sirius to spend Christmas, and his eyes lit up.

James Potter sent you a friend request.

"Rejected."

Lily Evans rejected James' friend request mercilessly.

Although Sirius really wanted to spend the time with his friends, he thought about it and refused decisively. "Forget it, if I go to your house again, I will definitely be guilty of a crime. It's really annoying. I don't understand why they insist on me going to Slytherin. I think I can only feel that I should be alive in Gryffindor."

"Last time I saw several pure-blood guys threatening a Slytherin who was a punk. There are also those who like to bully Hufflepuff. I think..."

"Oh, Snape, you are also a Slytherin..." Thinking of this, Sirius covered his mouth, although he could not avoid Sever's knife eyes.

"Don't discriminate against the school. It's just that some rotten worms are mixed with snakes. You can still distinguish them if you try hard. For example, my Sever is a very pure black little snake." Carl chose to smooth things over. He tried to pat Sever's head with his hand, but he was also attacked by the knife eyes.

Emmm, forget it. Carl took back his hand. The snake king's head cannot be touched.

He was going to continue reading, but Carl remembered another thing. He pointed at himself and said in a tone that he himself couldn't believe, "You may not believe it, but the Sorting Hat also planned to put me in Slytherin at the beginning."

"But maybe because I am a wizard from a Muggle family, they gave up. Losing a genius like me is a loss for Slytherin." Carl scratched his head, then shrugged his shoulders, not caring.

"I think you are just too lazy, so there is nothing to hang your ambition." Severus said a word. Even though he stopped him several times, he couldn't make Carl contact James less, so if he couldn't beat him, he would join him. He didn't believe that James Potter could do anything while he was watching from the side.

"But did Severus get embarrassed in Slytherin?" Carl observed that Slytherin's bullying of Severus was only maintained in isolation and language, but there might be more unexpected places.

"Fortunately, senior Malfoy appreciates my alchemy ability, and the professor is also quite fond of me. So far, there is nothing that I can say is embarrassing." Those vicious words flashed through his mind, and those negative emotions really made people feel uncomfortable.

But every time before his emotions hit the bottom and rebounded, Carl would definitely ease his tight line a little bit, and now it is still within the range of tolerance.

In addition, although he didn't want to admit it, occasionally when reading books with Black and Potter in the library, those guys would indeed weigh their weight a little before choosing what to do.

"That's good."

"But did anyone cause you trouble because of me?" This is what Sever really cares about. Compared with his father, this level of insults and isolation is definitely light, but Carl may not be.

"You said this, it doesn't matter. If it doesn't work, I can complain to Professor McGonagall and Dean Flitwick. I'm not the type who will cause trouble casually and almost be blacklisted by my own dean." Carl laughed and poked Sirius and James's little heart.

"Too much..." James covered his chest exaggeratedly, looking like he was dying.

"I really want the professor to see what you look like now. In their eyes, the two of us playing with you are actually the naughty kids leading the good kids astray. Who leads who astray? Is it true?" Sirius was helpless. Carl liked to pretend to be a good kid in front of the professor too much. Next time, he must expose his true face.

"Needless to say, I am absolutely a good kid~"