HP Dark Hero

?After a few days of classes, Harry gradually got used to the pace of life in class, even if he would still go to bed late occasionally.

For the sixth and seventh grade courses, the required subjects are greatly reduced. The main purpose is to prepare for NEWTs, and the curriculum is highly autonomous.Except that Hermione, who has almost won all the subjects in OWLs, has many extra classes, Ron and the little savior have roughly the same class schedule, and he just needs to follow Ron to class, which makes Harry a lot easier.

For reasons that had nothing to do with him, Harry didn't care much about the NEWTs results, and followed the two little wizards to and from get out of class with a very casual attitude.

Fortunately, most of the students were still in a state of not paying attention after the holidays. Even in the NEWTs preparatory class, the overall atmosphere was also relaxed, so Hermione didn't pay attention to Harry's attitude.

Early on Friday morning, the three of Harry stepped into the classroom, and when they were about to find a place to put down their books, they found their Sirius approaching in twos and threes at the edge of the podium, greeting them happily.

"Hey, it's early? I thought the students were still sound asleep at this hour," Sirius asked in a casual tone like a classmate.

The three of them looked at each other, then laughed, and Ron answered first: "Yeah, I just planned to go back to sleep for a while..."

Sirius had a weird expression on his face, as if he wanted to persuade them to take classes, but also remembered his own time.

Seeing Sirius's reaction, they laughed smugly, Sirius stomped his feet pretendingly, and then joined them, laughing happily.

"Wait until the Defense Against the Dark Arts class, we want to see if there is anything we can help." Hermione said with a smile.

"It's just in time! Thank you, class preparation is a nightmare... Even though I have a strong assistant to arrange in advance, I didn't expect there to be so many trivial things." Sirius made an exaggerated nausea and vomiting expression, "What's more terrifying is- - I have to grade my homework, Merlin!"

Harry recalled that at the end of school, because of Voldemort's relationship, he often had to wait in the Potions Office in the basement, but it was easy to see Severus Snape correcting homework like a bloody hatred.He tried to bring in Sirius Black, and in his mind, there was a giant black dog lying sickly on the table, with a miserable and depressed expression submerged in the parchment scroll.

"I hope your strong assistant will help you grade the paper." Harry replied sincerely.

Several people were busy helping Sirius set up the environment, confirming whether the protective spell was working normally, etc., and finally finished it before class.But Sirius was tight-lipped about what the class was going to be, and Hermione almost guessed everything in the Defense Against the Dark Arts textbook during the preparations.

After the class started, they knew it very quickly——In the first half of the class, Sirius familiarized students with the defense methods against creatures by introducing magical creatures and letting students practice them. In the second half, they practiced attacking and defending spells in pairs. It involves spells they have already learned and new content from the sixth grade curriculum.As a supplement to the increase in the proportion of the practical part of the course, Sirius announced in advance that after-school homework will assign the skills, research and key points of the spells used in today's class, and increase knowledge points to cope with the written test.

Although the active Gryffindor lions complained about the homework, this kind of practice far outweighed the boring explanation of the course type and won unanimous praise.

"If everyone behaves well, they may consider switching to melee confrontation later!" Sirius said loudly, "Most people here may plan to become Aurors, but in fact—melees that test skills and reactions are the ones that are easy to encounter in the future. "

Harry heard a lot of people discussing that the course method is very similar to Remus Lupine, and at this time Ron whispered to Harry: "No wonder Sirius and Remus suddenly became interested in the way DA works before school started, and asked so many questions..."

The identity of the powerful assistant is clearly revealed.

After Defense Against the Dark Arts, Sirius stopped the three of Harry and invited them to his new room for lunch.Several people responded kindly and kindly.

Along the way, after listening to Sirius' introduction, he realized that Dumbledore had also arranged a room for him, a compound office and a simple living room like other faculty members, located in the tower, very close to the Gryffindor dormitory.

"And, the part I'm most satisfied with here," Sirius stopped in front of a door with a smile, and shouted the slogan to the golden lion door catch on the door, "is that window."

As soon as the door opened, Ron's eyes lit up, and he immediately pulled Harry straight to the big window.

Sirius's room had obviously been fully remodeled according to his preferences. The overall style was very similar to the Gryffindor lounge, with gold and red as the main decoration, which looked unexpectedly unobtrusive and full of enthusiasm.

Before going out for class, Sirius probably deliberately opened the window, and the room was well ventilated, with a fresh and natural atmosphere.

The large window that Ron was full of praise for looked out from the window, and it happened to be able to see the entire Quidditch pitch and the edge of the Forbidden Forest. Harry noticed that there was a simple Quidditch broomstick nailed by the window, and there was nothing on the side of that small shelf, which gave people the feeling that the owner of this room had just picked up his beloved broomstick and kicked it off the window sill. The feeling of going out.

——If you want to briefly describe the impression here, it would be vitality and freedom.

Sirius asked the house-elves for some food and asked them to sit down.

"Merlin, this is really good," Ron said reluctantly as he was pulled away from the window and pushed on the seat, clutching the empanada in one hand.

"It's just far away from the classroom." Sirius said, then looked at Harry, "Do you like it? I won't be here often, maybe if there is a chance, you can come here overnight or something."

Harry and Hermione couldn't deny it, and Ron excitedly expressed his affirmation and approval, envious that Sirius could have such a great room.

Chatting casually while eating, the four of them felt relaxed and happy. After Hermione left in the middle to prepare for the afternoon class, Ron and Sirius turned to discuss Quidditch enthusiastically. Even though Harry could only echo some skills occasionally, the chatting between the two of them was very carefree and irresistible.

"Man, why don't we have a game later, as a warm-up for the new season?" Ron was enthusiastic.

"Potter...I mean, am I on the Gryffindor team?" Harry asked curiously.

But Ron suddenly remembered the fifth grade, his expression changed for a moment, and he stammered awkwardly, "Sorry, I'm not...you should be...I mean...damn, why is that pink dog banning you?! Ron growled, looking at Harry, "Harry, you'll always be our best Seeker! Even with the suspension, we can still play Quidditch. Just wait? Think, an afternoon of Quidditch!" "

Harry wasn't quite sure what trouble the little savior had gotten into that led to his suspension, and Dumbledore had given him an overview of the situation a few months ago, which obviously wouldn't include Potter's Quidditch situation.He avoided the incident and replied with a smile, "Okay, I'd love to, but we have classes in the afternoon. Or is this an invitation to skip class?"

Ron was stunned for a while, "I don't have class in the afternoon!"

The two quickly found out their schedules.

Obviously, the two people with almost the same OWLs grades had almost the same class schedule, and after comparing them side by side, the difference was clear at a glance——Harry had a NEWTs improvement class in Potions on Friday afternoon!

"Potions?! If the evaluation is only good, the old bat won't pass the application!" Ron looked at the puzzled Harry in astonishment, "I think I should ask this first... have you applied for Potions?!"

Harry coughed dryly, and answered vaguely, "I think... maybe not... or maybe there was... er, a little mistake, or something."

Sirius smiled indifferently, "Class will start in 10 minutes—the distance from the tower to the cellar... Tsk tsk, Harry, don't worry about potions that popped up all of a sudden, how about a long-lost Quidditch..."

Harry's answer was to jump up with a very quick reaction, grabbed the backpack and took a step forward, leaving the stunned Ron and Sirius behind, and ran towards the Potions classroom in three steps at a time.