[HP] Hogwarts Muggle University

Sirius carried the guitar and flew all the way to Lower Manhattan before stopping. Specifically, he ran from Ninety Street to Forty-seventh Street. The whole journey took only 47 minutes, which shows the effectiveness of the Hogwarts football team training. group.

He sat down at the door of a shop that was closed for renovation on the side of the road, and looked around here pantingly: there was an F-line subway station more than ten meters ahead, other than that, there were no buildings familiar to Sirius in the vicinity.Sirius was going to look up the map, but the moment he found something empty in his pocket, he jumped up——

He doesn't seem to be carrying anything but his guitar!

cell phone?No.

wallet?nonexistent.

Metro card?what is that?

……

In the end Sirius could only admit: he had nothing now.

So this became a realistic version of the city survival game.

The goal of the game: leave New York in the shortest (bei) (zhao) time (dao) (qian) and ensure that personal safety is temporarily guaranteed.

Game Difficulty: Five Stars.

Sirius thought for a while, he must not go to anyone connected with Black's family, otherwise he will be caught back in the next second.Maybe he could go to Andromeda, but he didn't even know where she and Tonks had moved.James is actually a good choice, but he only knows that he lives in Los Angeles, and James may have mentioned the specific address but he 100% doesn't remember anything.

Wait... Speaking of L.A....he just happened to know another guy who was doing well in L.A. - Alfred!

Sirius suddenly became excited: Uncle Alphard must be very happy to take him in and let him live for a long time, and under his protection, at least Sirius doesn't have to worry about Walburga coming to his door, not to mention that if he stays in Los Angeles, he will be very happy. To be able to hang out with James every day.

So here comes the question: How is he going to earn enough to pay for a plane ticket to Los Angeles?

Eleven hours later, Fifth Avenue, the headquarters of Vogue.

As soon as the editor-in-chief Knott, who had been in office for less than a year, stepped into the door, Sirius, who had been squatting in the corner of the hall for a long time, jumped up like lightning: "Mr. Knott, please stay!"

The old Nott, who was busy with everything, didn't even turn his head.

Not only that, several security guards in the hall who had been eyeing this suspicious person immediately stepped forward upon hearing the news.

"Mr. Nott," Sirius yelled out the lines he had been thinking about all night, "I have something to tell you about the Malfoy Corporation."

As soon as the old club "Malfoy" was mentioned, Old Nott hesitated for a moment, glanced at Sirius, and immediately his eyebrows frowned.

Sirius had met Old Nott a few times, and he guessed that he was familiar with him: "So, are you interested in listening to me?"

When he was brought into the editor-in-chief's office, Sirius was very grateful that he paid a little attention to the follow-up of the Malfoy Group incident. If not, how could he know that Old Nott was hired by Vogue as the editor-in-chief shortly after he left? .

Now... his air ticket money and future tuition fees are all directed at this fashion industry boss in front of him.

"Please sit down, Mr. Black." The old Nott said calmly as soon as the door was closed.

Sirius: ...was it exposed so quickly...

"Now that you've recognized me, I can speak directly." Sirius sat down on the sofa, "How much do you think I'm worth?"

Old Nott gave him a questioning look with an awkward yet polite smile.

"I mean," Sirius added, "you should already be working on the July magazine? By Vogue's standards, if I debuted as a male model, where do you think I would be?"

This is the result of his calculation all night: if he doesn't go back to Hogwarts to study for various reasons, it seems like a good choice to make his debut, and he can use his life experience to ruthlessly After a wave of hype, the banknotes are still coming in.

"Little Mr. Black—"

"—I'm Sirius."

"Little Mr. Black," Old Nott was unmoved at all, "Do you want to debut sincerely, or are you just in a hurry to ask for money?"

Sirius: ...Maybe he's still too young.

From Old Nott's sly expression, Sirius highly suspected that he already knew the purpose of his presence here.Perhaps what happened at Black's house last night was no longer news.

"You are really well-informed." He praised dryly.

"Fabulous. Closer to home, I can pay you five thousand dollars to be on the cover of Vogue's July issue." Knott Sr. offered his price, "If you will take a few more inside pages and let us put you For the image of a rebel, I can add another fifteen thousand dollars."

That's two!Ten thousand!beautiful!gold!up!

Fortunately, Sirius still had a sliver of reason: "Just a few photos on the inside pages? Is it that simple?"

"Yes, Mr. Black. It is the things that are concealed that attract everyone's attention." Old Nott looked very considerate, "Besides, you may change your mind and go home to beg for mercy, so you definitely don't want to share with your family. It's too stiff, isn't it?—don't worry, I've always been a man of my word, and I've never backed down or played tricks."