The other professors and students who didn't understand what was going on were stunned.

Looking at Mr. Black, Professor Snape, whose identities had just improved, and Mr. Harry Potter, who was innocently implicated and had just sat down.

"Black, use your dog brain to think carefully. Is it possible that I taught Mr. Potter to talk like that?" Snape sneered.

The atmosphere was tense and on the verge of a fight.

Blake frowned, thinking.

The students and professors were stunned.

Sir, please wake up!

Professor Snape is scolding you, why are you actually thinking about it?

"He speaks as harshly as you do." After thinking for a while, Sirius nodded and came to a conclusion, "So stay away from Harry!"

"A good child should not be led astray by you."

Snape sneered and was about to curse back.

Dumbledore tapped the cup with his fork: "Well, let's be harmonious at Christmas, Sirius, Severus, stop arguing."

Sirius snorted and sat down, turning his head to the side to look at Hermione.

This was the first time he observed the little girl carefully from such a close distance.

The hair color and pupil color are different, not to mention the appearance.

But Sirius just felt that Hermione was the same type of girl as Lily.

"Mr. Black?" Hermione felt uncomfortable being stared at and twisted her body.

Sirius came back to his senses: "Just call me Sirius."

"But you are..." Hermione was very polite and well-behaved.

Sirius waved his hand: "I don't like the last name Black. If you can, you can call me——"

He didn't finish his words. He met Harry's sharp gaze and swallowed his words, saying, "Just call me Sirius."

Hermione nodded.

"By the way, what's the matter with the book you gave me?" Sirius asked casually.

Ron raised his head sharply.

Hermione replied obediently: "Harry recommended it to me and said it was very useful."

Lupin tilted his head: "What book?"

"The Cat Encyclopedia, a Muggle book," Sirius answered him.

With a "puff", Lupin couldn't hold back and spurted out the pumpkin juice in his mouth. He turned his head and looked at Harry in shock: "Did you really let Miss Granger give him this book?"

Hermione said timidly: "Just call me Hermione."

"Yeah." Harry nodded calmly.

Ron scratched his head, "That's not the same one Hermione gave me."

Lupin turned his head again and looked at Ron in surprise: "What's wrong with this child? He's the same as Sirius?"

"Same, but different." Harry shook his head. "He was beaten by Crookshanks."

Ron clenched his fork and looked at Hermione in shock.

So this is what it means to give yourself this book?

Sirius raised his head and snorted, "Crookshanks is no match for me. Some time ago, even he, Hedwig and Bows, couldn't beat me."

Snape sneered.

Professor McGonagall wanted to cast a spell to shut Sirius' mouth.

Black should go back to Slytherin.

"For an adult wizard to defeat a half-blood catkin and two owls is really a proud thing, my dear godfather." Harry cut a lamb chop. "Do you want me to write an article and submit it to the Daily Prophet?"

Sirius was startled, he thought about it and argued for himself: "That was my Animagus form."

"That was the last Animagus master of this century. He used his Animagus form to defeat a half-blood Kneazle and two owls." Harry immediately changed the topic, "as his first victory after being released from prison."

Neither of them sound like good things.

"Harry, there's no need for that." Sirius shook his head, rejecting his "kindness," "I'm just playing with the pets."

Snape sneered again.

"You're not done yet, are you?" Sirius slammed the table and glared at Snape. "I'm talking to my godson, why are you making such strange noises?"

"We are all celebrating Christmas together." Snape picked up the towel and wiped his mouth. "There is no reason why only you can speak and others cannot speak."

Sirius bared his teeth.

"Want to turn into a big dog and bite me?" Snape waved his hand and stood up. "Then come on. As a professor, I can't attack guests of Hogwarts."

Sirius put his hands inside his robes.

Lupin held his shoulders.

Snape shook his head, and when he walked away from the long table, he suddenly turned back and said, "By the way, Mr. Potter, you should be more straightforward when talking to Black."

"He doesn't understand the art of speaking."

Sirius was held back from jumping onto the chair by Lupin. "What are you talking about? What kind of art is that with your stinky mouth? It's nothing!"

"Remus, don't hold me back, I'm going to beat him up!"

Lupin pulled hard, put his mouth close to his ear, and whispered: "Calm down, Sirius, you can't beat him!"

Sirius was startled and struggled even more violently.

That made him want to beat up Snape even more.

Dumbledore sighed, "It's my fault. I thought that after all these years, they might still have a chance to reconcile."

"Dumbledore, impossible!" Sirius gritted his teeth and sat back down. "It is absolutely impossible for me and that thing to make peace with each other. James..."

At this point, he suddenly calmed down - Lupin's fork stabbed his leg hard, and the pain made him realize that he almost said something he shouldn't have said.

"Godfather, didn't the Ministry keep you locked up for a while longer?" Harry asked him.

Sirius gritted his teeth and spat out a line of words from between his teeth: "Harry, I understand this time, you are making fun of me, right?"

"I'm awake now!"

Hermione opened her mouth.

Lupin sighed and pulled out his fork: "Harry is not making fun of you, he is caring about you."

Sirius was stunned.

Lupin looked at Harry, and Harry took out Dietmar from the Sorting Hat: "Harry is asking you why the Ministry of Magic didn't punish you for the other crimes you were charged with."

"Why not just donate some money?" Sirius said confidently, "About five thousand Galleons? Then they'll let me go."

Ron was stunned.

Five...five thousand?

Such a huge number, yet it is mentioned so lightly?

He counted on his fingers. Since he was born... no, since Bill was born, it seemed that his family had never earned so much money?

Living miserably on one or two hundred Galleons a year.

Only this year has things been better - this is based on the lottery winnings, the Malfoy family's compensation, and the Weasley brothers' "picking up trash" in the Forbidden Forest.

"The Ministry of Magic is so greedy." Harry shook his head.

The Malfoy family had been selling hair growth and shampoo potions for thirteen years, but the patent fee they finally paid him was only over ten thousand gold Galleons.

Sirius waved his hand nonchalantly: "Anything that can be solved with money is not a problem."

Ron's heart shuddered.

In his heart, Sirius suddenly became taller.