Being a bastard at Hogwarts is not safe.

Astronomy at midnight and history of magic on Wednesday morning.

Because of the leave, Professor McGonagall arranged his courses exactly the same as Harry and Ron in order to take care of Brian.So on Thursday at Lupin's outdoor exam, when the rest of the students were doing the kind of obstacle course-like exam, Remus whispered to Brian who had finished the exam:

"People from the Ministry of Magic are coming soon, will Sirius really come?"

"All the third-year exams will end in the afternoon. This is his best chance to get close to Harry and Ron. Hagrid's hut is the most sparsely populated part of Hogwarts. With Harry and Hagrid's temperament, he will definitely go to it." of."

Lupine lightly pursed his lower lip, his haggard face was full of solemnity, and he said, "I hope everything is so, Brian, do you want to see your uncle?"

"It's not the time yet. I'll look for him in a while." Brian shook his head slowly, stretched his muscles, and walked towards Harry and the others who had finished the exam. in the ear. "I wish the plan all the best."

Lupine frowned, and finally turned his gaze back to the students who had completed the quiz.

"What's wrong, Hermione." Brian looked at Hermione who was still screaming, and said something casually.

"Professor McGonagall!" Hermione pointed to the box in the distance, terrified, "She said...she said I failed all the tests!!!"

"Relax Hermione, that's just a Boggart turned into the thing you're most afraid of." Harry comforted in a low voice, he had made a fool of himself in class, and Professor Lupine's small problem, this time it's time to deal with it Especially handy.

Hermione quickly controlled herself to calm down, she was only afraid of grades but believed in her own strength.The four of them walked slowly towards the castle, and saw Fudge at the end of the stairs.

"Harry, long time no see. Did you just finish the exam? All exams should be over soon." Fudge greeted Harry.

"Yes." Harry has seen all kinds of battles in the past three years, and he can handle them with ease.

"Well, well, congratulations." Fudge rubbed his forehead in distress, but a little smile appeared in his eyes inadvertently, "I came here to carry out an unpleasant mission, Harry. The Committee for the Disposal of Dangerous Creatures Asked to execute a mad Hippogriff, and I happened to need to visit Hogwarts for Black's business, and I was a witness to this execution."

"Has the appeal been heard yet?" Ron interjected, stepping over Harry suddenly.

"Huh?" Fudge obviously didn't expect this, he thought it was Harry who questioned him, "No, no, not yet, the appeal is scheduled for this afternoon, it seems that you all know about it."

"Then you may not be a witness of the execution." Ron was brave for a while, but Harry pulled him back when he wanted to say something, and whispered in his ear, Ron was helpless promise.

Fudge was very curious about what Harry had said to Ron, and he was very surprised why Harry was so calm. After all, his conversation with Harry also meant a little bit of punishment. If Harry begged him, he could consider it. Spare the worthless hippogriff.

It's just a beast. Although Fudge and Dumbledore are at odds, Harry Potter is what he wants to fight for. In the wizarding world, this name represents great value. It's just the lonely Malfoy family, whichever is more important Chongfuji can naturally tell the difference.

He was also looking forward to the savior Harry Potter's submissiveness. Fudge looked up at the sky, and the smile in his eyes grew even wider.

"Mr. Minister, may I ask you a question."

"Just ask." Fudge replied with a smile, as if he was a good professor who knew everything, but his voice suddenly stopped at the next moment.

The voice was unfamiliar, and it didn't seem to belong to Ron, Hermione, or Harry. Fudge looked at the people in front of him again, and suddenly found a student who had caused him a psychological shadow at Hogwarts.

I met this student when I pretended to be a reporter to inquire about the news of the troll. Although the time has passed and the person has grown taller and more handsome, Fudge can still remember his embarrassment at that time, and he can't help feeling a little worried.

"Mr. Minister, why have all the prisoners of Azkaban been captured, but there is still no news of Black. Could it be that Sirius Black is really wandering around Hogwarts?"

This is a very common question. There is no way to give a guarantee when it comes to catching prisoners.However, Fudge had a ghost in his mind. If it proved that Black was better than other prisoners, it would be equivalent to agreeing with Hogwarts in a disguised form. This made the minister freeze in place for a while, and officially answered Brian's question stiffly.

Fortunately, the two representatives behind Fudge, who were probably representatives of the Dangerous Creatures Committee, came out of the castle gate, and he left here on the pretext of asking Hagrid to find out about the situation.

"Why do I feel that Fudge is flustered?" Hermione asked suspiciously.

"I don't know." Brian sighed, "It seems that Sirius Black's problem is a bit serious."

"Why won't you let me talk?" Ron asked Harry angrily, as they entered the dining room to eat. "Didn't you see them? They even have axes ready! It's not fair!"

"Ron, your father works at the Ministry of Magic!" Hermione explained, "You'll get him into trouble by arguing with his superiors, it's the same everywhere, have you ever courted Snape?" ?”

"The conclusion hasn't been made yet. As long as Hagrid states the facts, they have no reason to kill Buckbeak." Harry also persuaded.

"Sorry, you're right, I was too impatient." Ron looked annoyed, and after a while he seemed to remember something, raised his head and touched Brian's shoulder, and said apologetically, "Brian, the one from before The magic cage that protects Scabbers seems to have failed recently, and he has been running around in the middle of the night these days."

"It's okay, since the Ministry of Magic has sent people here, there's no need to worry too much about Sirius Black." Brian said indifferently.

"I think that thing is pretty good, otherwise I would have to spend some time looking for Scabbers." Ron also laughed, "I will go to Triangle Lane to find a shop to fix it after the holiday."

"It's really a good idea, otherwise Hermione's Crookshanks would always be staring at it." Brian replied, he always felt that there was a gaze on him all the time.

When he raised his head, he saw the cold gray eyes of a middle-aged wizard with pale blond hair quietly staring at him by the long Slytherin table.