Professor of Gemology at Hogwarts

In front of him, Sirius was devouring chicken legs.

"I'm not starving you, right?" Gray sat on the big rock next to him and looked around. They were now in a dimly lit, cool cave, "This place is secluded enough."

"Of course the place I found is good!" He gnawed on the chicken bones as if he were a dog. "You can transform back into human form more safely. This is much better than the place you were at last time."

"By the way, how's it going with you and Crookshanks?" Gray said.

"I made an agreement with it, and it seemed to understand what I meant very quickly - help me catch Wormtail and bring it to me. We communicated very smoothly," Sirius said with a smile, "It is a very good bird. A spiritual cat.”

"Yes, but you should also teach it how to avoid Ron Weasley and corner it at the same time." Gray said, "The biggest obstacle now is him."

"In my opinion, you might as well snatch him from his hands and let him return to his original form!" Sirius said, "Why are you trying to reason with that child?"

"Do you want to kill me?" Gray said. "If I directly force Peter to reveal himself and someone asks me, what will I say? Should I say that I believed Black's words and let the fugitive go?"

"Then I will be free of sin."

"But before that, you were still a fugitive, a major fugitive. I let you get away with it and believed the fugitive's words out of thin air. Even if it was finally proven to be true, I would be regarded as someone who ignored Harry's safety and failed to report the fugitive to the Ministry of Magic. , People who easily believe in dangerous people, if serious, the Ministry of Magic will come to me for trouble. The most reasonable decision now is that the mouse is lost or caught by a cat, and you happen to find it, force him to reveal himself, and finally bring him When Peter finds Dumbledore, all the truth will be revealed."

"Okay!" Sirius said impatiently, "I'm really fed up. If it takes me so long to finally catch Wormtail, maybe I will turn him into a corpse immediately!"

"By the way, did you go to Gryffindor Tower at that time?"

"Go to the tower? How could that happen? I didn't enter the castle at all. The cat and I stayed outside in the bushes." Sirius stopped, "What happened?"

"The Gryffindor common room was vandalized yesterday," Gray said.

"Is someone playing a prank?"

"It would be great if it was really a student playing a prank," Gray leaned back a little while sitting, one hand resting on the stone, "I will find out the student who casually destroyed the Gryffindor flag and punish him—— "

"Destroying the flag?" Sirius said, "This is too much. Although naughty, this kind of prank is a bit too much, and there must be a limit!"

Gray didn't say anything, he looked at Sirius jokingly, and said it as if he was joking in the past.

Both sides were silent for a while.

"Guess who I saw that day?" Sirius said, "I saw Remus, and he turned out to be the professor here. Remus is an old friend of mine, and we always visited each other when we were studying at Hogwarts. Act together.”

"He didn't see you?"

"No, he didn't. I hid in the bushes and saw him from a distance." Sirius suddenly paused, "How are you sure he knows what my Animagus looks like?"

"My guess."

"You guessed it quite accurately. We all know each other's... uh... my appearance." Sirius threw the remaining bones on the ground. "Seeing that Remus is a professor here, as an old friend, I I'm very happy that Dumbledore trusts him as always..."

"But there are also people who don't trust him very much." Gray observed Sirius's expression, "Snape always suspected that he, a werewolf, would do something bad."

Sirius immediately stood up and looked at Gray in surprise.

"You already know he's a werewolf...wait, Snape? He's at Hogwarts too?"

"Snape teaches here. He is the Potions Professor and the Head of Slytherin."

"He spread the word that Remus is a werewolf!" Sirius snapped, and then looked at Gray seriously, "Gray, Remus is a good man. I have known him for many years. I promise you - —”

"Every professor knows his werewolf identity. This is what Dumbledore told us, not Snape." Gray tried to calm him down. "And I also trust Remus. Our relationship has always been maintained. good."

Sirius breathed a sigh of relief: "Why did Dumbledore hire Snape?"

"Maybe it's out of trust." Gray said casually.

"You don't know, Snape has always been very fascinated by dark magic, and he was famous for it when he was in school... When he first entered school, he knew more spells than half of the students in the seventh grade, and he was also a member of the Slytherin gang. Members, and later almost all the people in that gang became Death Eaters..."

"There is such a thing." Gray deliberately showed a surprised expression, "But Dumbledore must have a reason for hiring him, and he has been brewing Wolfsbane potion for Remus recently."

"Hmph." Sirius said contemptuously, "It's rare for him to do anything useful, but I guess it must be under Dumbledore's instructions."

"So you don't have to worry too much about Remus..."

"I'm more worried about him attacking Harry."

"He won't harm Harry," Gray said immediately.

"Yeah, under Dumbledore's nose, he wouldn't dare." Sirius drank the pumpkin juice in one gulp.

……

In the days that followed, no new damage was done to Gryffindor Tower, and the school returned to normal.The weather these days was very bad, with violent winds and rain that never stopped, and thunder echoing in the empty corridors, making it so noisy that Gray had to set up soundproofing spells around the classroom in order to have normal classes.

But even in such annoying weather, figures riding broomsticks can still be seen above the Quidditch pitch. The students are constantly training on the pitch for the game in a few days, even if they are soaked by the rain. .

Gray was upset by the bad weather. He felt that his robe was wet and cold, his seat seemed to be moldy, and even his mattress was like this - only lighting the fireplace could make him feel better. Some.

After class, he took advantage of the break to sit by the fireplace in the staff room.

"November 11th, Saturday, Quidditch match day - Gryffindor vs. Her... eh? vs. Slytherin?" Gray was looking at the poster on the wall of the staff room.

If he remembered correctly, the original game filled with Dementors should have been against Hufflepuff, and in the end Cedric got the Golden Snitch.

"Do you have any special opinions?" Snape was sitting in the corner, wearing a black robe that almost blended into the shadows in the corner. "Or are you worried that Gryffindor doesn't have this ability?"

"Of course not." Gray noticed that Snape had become more and more specific in his remarks recently.

The eerie angel made candles light up in the corridor during the day, and the flames were cast with spells to prevent them from going out. The flame near the corner of the window looked very strong. It was extinguished by wind and rain time and time again, and it lit up again and again, far away. From the ground up, the flickering candlelight in the corner looked very strange.The cold wind mixed with rain blew diagonally into the large floor-to-ceiling windows, making Gray flinch. He hated this wet and cold feeling, so he walked faster towards the stairs.

When he was about to reach the stairs, he heard someone talking at the corner. He stopped, stood by the wall of the foyer and looked there. The gloomy weather outside made the blind spot dark, and he could only vaguely see people. Two people.

"What's going on?" It was Malfoy's voice.

"I have an idea for Gryffindor..."