Lupin went on: "Although I couldn't be your godfather."

"But if you don't mind, you can call me uncle."

He wanted to hug Harry, but felt it was inappropriate. He hesitated, not knowing what to do.

"It's already a headache for me to have a brainless godfather." Harry shook his head with an indifferent tone.

Lupin gritted his teeth: "Hey, I told you, I didn't follow your train of thought!"

At the end of the words, there was a hint of loss in the tone.

He is an adult, no longer the brainless, straightforward little lion who says whatever he wants. He can see the refusal behind Harry's joke.

Too……

How could a normal little wizard call a werewolf uncle?

"Peter, don't let Professor Dumbledore know." Harry said seriously, "I'll make up a reason to trick him."

Lupin nodded and waved at him: "Go back and rest."

"If there is any trace of Sirius on the Marauder's Map, remember to tell me."

Harry parted with him.

Wait until you have walked a dozen steps.

Harry suddenly turned around: "Oh, there's one more thing I forgot to say."

Lupin turned around and was suddenly stunned.

"Good night, and sweet dreams, Uncle Lupin." Harry said gently.

Lupin was stunned until Harry's figure disappeared around the corner and the portrait beside him grumbled in dissatisfaction. Then he came to his senses, his nose sore and tears welled up in his eyes.

This kid...

What a nasty character.

But he is a bit like his father after all. How could a James' child not know how to play pranks?

In the common room.

Hermione finished her paper, but she couldn't continue writing the second one no matter what. She kept staring at the entrance to the common room. Every time someone came in, she would get excited, but when the person who came in was not Harry, she would quickly become disappointed.

The thirty-seventh person.

She counted silently.

It was Harry who came in. She breathed a sigh of relief and waited for him to return to the long table. She lowered her voice and said, "Harry, you look a little happy?"

Harry didn't react.

Ron was stunned. He looked at Hermione in disbelief, then looked at Harry with the same gaze, his eyes wide open, as if he wanted to pop his eyeballs out.

He muttered, "Hermione, how did you know that?"

He paused and said, "I don't mean anything else, it's just that Harry's expression is almost always the same, and it hasn't changed since before he left the dormitory."

Hermione shook her head: "It's just a feeling."

"Some time ago, I felt that Harry had been a little depressed and in a bad mood. He was under a lot of pressure."

"But now, I feel refreshed for some reason?"

Hermione's tone became hesitant when she spoke last.

"It's a good thing, Hermione, you are very perceptive." Harry nodded and looked at Ron, "Have you decided what kind of pet you want? I have to compensate you with one."

Ron was about to speak.

Hermione was shocked: "Black, no, I mean Sirius is innocent?"

Harry nodded.

"But how could it be? He has never appealed for himself in thirteen years?" Hermione frowned, "Peter is still alive? But just because he is alive, we cannot conclude that..."

Harry interrupted her: "He is still alive. Of course, I didn't conclude this based on this. I asked him and he said it himself."

"Will he tell me if I ask him?" This time it was Ron's turn to be puzzled.

"It's the Axis Seal." Hermione pointed at the table, and without a moment's hesitation, she stated the method.

Ron suddenly realized.

His facial features were twisted, his eyes were about to go into his ears, his nose was about to fall into his mouth, his eyebrows were flying and jumping, almost jumping out of his cheeks: "Banban is really an old man?"

Harry nodded, "Yes, and it's ugly."

Ron's facial features were even more twisted.

"Very dirty." Harry continued to finish off the opponent.

Ron covered his face, feeling extremely painful.

"He also said that he was the most caring pet of baby Ronnie." Harry said expressionlessly, covering his heart.

Now, even Hermione was about to vomit.

Ron begged, "No, Harry, please, don't say that."

"Have you decided on a pet?" Harry pulled his hand away.

Ron hesitated.

Harry waved his hand: "Don't worry about my little treasury. The Malfoys paid off my debt before school started. Guess how much it is?"

"One thousand?" Ron tentatively gave a number.

Without Harry, Hermione denied his guess: "Hair growth agents, shampoos and other things are very popular. I rarely see bald wizards or wizards with less hair. Everyone should be using them."

"Ten thousand Galleons?"

She hesitated for a moment, then cautiously gave a number.

Harry nodded. "Thirteen thousand Galleons."

"This is just the Malfoy family. There are seven or eight more families on the list Professor Dumbledore gave me."

Ron counted on his fingers, but couldn't come up with a final and definite result. He could only give up and sighed dryly, "That's a lot of money."

"So, feel free to ask for compensation." Harry patted his shoulder and encouraged him.

Ron carefully raised a finger and said, "A grey owl, the most common kind."

"I'll have Hedwig deliver a letter to the pet shop tomorrow." Harry nodded in agreement and paused, "But remember, don't tell anyone else about Scabbers for the time being."

Ron covered his mouth and nodded heavily, his eyes firm.

Hermione's brows were still furrowed. "Harry, I still don't understand why Sirius had to stay in Azkaban for thirteen years even though he was innocent."

Harry deadpanned, "I checked with Uncle Lupin, he should be stupid."

Hermione was startled.

No matter how much she thought about it, she really hadn't expected this.

She opened her mouth.

"It's unusual stupidity." Harry continued expressionlessly, "Maybe we all don't understand. Uncle Lupin and Sirius were classmates, so he knew it, but normal people probably can't describe that kind of stupidity."

Hermione sighed.

But there was a gleam in her eyes when she looked at Harry, and in the two consecutive sentences, she did not change the way she addressed Lupin, which was "Uncle".

Was that the reason Harry was in a slightly better mood today?

Do some more homework.

Hermione stretched, fatigue welling up in her heart, and yawned loudly: "I'm going to sleep tonight."

After saying goodbye to Harry goodnight, she walked towards the dormitory with her book.

Ron stared at the clock in the lounge, repeatedly checking the time, and stammered in a shocked tone: "Hermione, is that still Hermione?"

"It's only half past ten!"

"When has she ever gone to bed so early?"

"Even when she was in second grade, she would study until after eleven o'clock."

It's not just him.

The other third-year wizards, and even fourth- and fifth-year wizards were all very surprised. That was Hermione Granger, Gryffindor's nanny. She was the most hardworking one in the whole school.

At this point?

She's slacking off!

Harry also stretched himself: "Maybe she is too tired. You know, she has several more classes a day than us."

Ron nodded thoughtfully.

"I'm going to bed too. Remember to rest early." Harry got up and walked towards the dormitory.

Ron looked at Harry's back in surprise.

What happened today...

When I went out, I remembered that the sun did not rise from the west. Did Harry go to bed so early?

He hesitated for a moment, then held the book and continued reading.

He is not sleepy yet. Instead of going back to the dormitory and wasting time, he might as well read more books. It seems that some parts of the thesis can be revised again?

You can also write papers for other courses...

The little lions were even more surprised.

In their impression, Ron has never been a very hardworking person. Today, when Harry and Hermione were slacking off, he became diligent instead.

Have these three little ones changed their personalities?

As it turns out, tonight was a special case.

The next day, Ron was still the last one to get up. Hermione got up even earlier, but unfortunately, she still didn't see Harry coming out of the dormitory. She only saw Harry coming back from training outside.

Harry still went to the Forbidden Forest during the day.

Ron didn't force himself to follow. He had already satisfied his curiosity by going there yesterday, and he also earned thirteen Galleons. Nothing could make him happier than this.

There was no need to keep dragging Harry down.

Harry made very little progress in his exploration yesterday. Without them, he would have been able to explore at least three times more area.

The Gryffindor Trial is much more important than their past games. It won’t be too late to go to the Forbidden Forest again after they have digested this experience.

After third grade.

The Defense Against the Dark Arts class has become the most popular class in Hogwarts. Lupin is funny and humorous, and the class focuses more on practice and less on theory, so every class is very exciting.

The second is the protection of magical creatures.

Hagrid was not a very good talker, but he always brought some strange animals, such as Pegasus, Ponytail, and Moon Beast.

even……

Hagrid even borrowed Fawkes for the Care of Magical Creatures class in sixth grade.

This is a phoenix.

Although they had all seen it, when had they ever touched it? Many little wizards who had been pecked by Fawkes were so happy that they didn't wash their hands for a week.

Divination classes gradually became unpopular.

Trelawney still made them do those boring movements without any magical aura in every class, vaguely "cursing" several students.

Never again did a true prophecy come out like in the first class.

Harry and Hermione had been suppressing their restlessness and staying in the class because of the prophecy.

As for Harry's private detentions.

Professor Sprout surprised Harry. She looked ordinary, but the knowledge she taught Harry was something he could not learn in the Herbology class.

She taught Harry a spell to produce seeds.

This spell will overdraw the vitality of the seed, allowing it to grow and mature in just a few seconds, but it will wither after no more than half an hour.

Moreover, the plants created by the spell cannot be used as materials.

But that doesn't stop it from being a spell with great potential.

For example, if you take out a handful of mandrake seeds and try to stimulate them to grow, there will be a lot of shouting, and I'm afraid no wizard can stand it.