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"Oh! Harry, you're finally back!" Ron, who was about to go to bed, was startled when he saw the door of his dormitory suddenly opened. After Seamus lit the lamp, he found that it was Harry.

"Why so late?" Seamus, who had done homework all night, yawned and complained, and Dean on the bed next to him immediately covered his mouth.

"Harry's going to detention, not a date," Neville explained in a low voice.

Simo immediately coughed, and the atmosphere of the three of them suddenly changed subtly.Inexplicable attention was focused on the last word.I can't help but start to envy those who leave the singles and come back after the lights are turned off at night. This is really—this is really unbearable. What did they do?Dating all night?

"A date with Snape?" They were so loud he heard them all right!Harry couldn't help complaining, and he felt disgusted after he finished speaking, "Can Snape find a partner? Even Umbridge likes Minister Fudge like that. I think only the blind can fall in love with it." Snape." Harry said in a mocking tone, and the more he spoke, the more he felt more comfortable, almost letting out all the anger he had suffered in the cellar.It's a pity that after finishing speaking, he still felt unhappy, wishing that Snape was right in front of him, and he could pounce on and bite off a piece of meat on his shoulder—forget it, Snape must not be tasty, and he Why bother to seek guilt?

"I'm going to confinement, you all know that, don't you?" Harry lost the desire to complain, and he looked at his roommates complainingly, his cheeks bulging with deep resentment.

"Oh, of course!" Seamus and Dean looked at each other, scratching their hair.

Neville, the peacemaker, stood up, "What did Snape punish you for?" He was actually quite curious about this, because he was locked up so late—didn't Harry drop by on a date on the way back?After all, the road from the cellar to the Gryffindor tower is quite long, so if you accidentally go the wrong way, you can go to see other scenery. Maybe there is someone waiting for him or something.

Oh, all four of them, including Ron, showed an "I understand, I understand" look, as if they had mastered the unique skill of gossiping with their eyes together when Harry didn't know it.

"Copy the book." Harry choked out these words, and the sulking in his heart was like viscous magma not in the eruption season.

"Isn't this pretty good?" Ron was tearing things down again with the truth, "It's better than squeezing slug mucus, and it won't have any strange smell when it's over, and copying books can be memorized by the way, Hermione definitely I agree with this proposal very much-don't let her know, otherwise she may make us all copy books to deal with OWLs at this DA meeting."

The other three nodded in unison after hearing Ron's words, neat like triplets, but unfortunately they have nothing in common.

"Ron, we're already in the fifth grade, so it's impossible for us to be punished for squeezing slugs, okay?" Harry's deep-seated resentment collapsed, and he kept complaining, "And I'm so tired of copying, Snape definitely learned from Umbridge! He has no imagination, which is why he is still a single spinster!"

"Snape's a spinster! Where did you hear that?" Ron couldn't help shouting.

"Is there really someone who can fall in love with Snape?" Harry imagined the scene of Snape standing close to someone, and the goosebumps were about to come out, and he couldn't imagine it at all, "Obvious things are not at all There would be one, so Snape must be a spinster."

This incident seemed to please the group of Gryffindors who were oppressed by the old bat. After laughing for a long time and gossiping about Harry’s mysterious girlfriend, they returned to their respective beds and pulled on the thick deep Red curtains, Seamus turned off the lights.

Just as Harry was about to wrap himself up and go to sleep, he suddenly remembered that he had promised Remus to contact Sirius on Tuesday - and he hadn't remembered until now.

With a little guilt, Harry dug out from under the pillow the double-sided mirror that he hadn't used since the beginning of school.

"Sirius." Harry whispered into the two-way mirror, remembering that the lights were off now, he put a soundproof spell on the curtain and then used fluorescent flashes.

The two-way mirror lit up, too, and Sirius' face appeared in the mirror, unshaven, and he didn't look like he had trimmed his beard after three weeks of school.

"Oh! Harry! My dear godson, you look fine, how are you doing? I heard from Remus that you have a girlfriend. Who is she? Is she pretty..." Sirius crackled a lot.

"Stop, I don't have a girlfriend." Harry only caught this sentence and immediately argued.

"But Remus said..." Sirius wrinkled his face, looking sullen at the denial of the news, like a big, pathetic dog abandoned by its owner lying on the ground.

"He got it wrong," Harry said firmly, "Sirius, you don't get a girlfriend with your face." He turned to teasing the godfather's new beard.

"Who said that! My look is very popular in the Muggle world. Many beauties have accosted me and asked me if I do rock and roll? Is that a Muggle profession?" Sirius tried to explain that he was living a real life. I was very happy, and I also told Harry about a Muggle woman from Eastern Europe whom he recently dated, who was very cute with paint all day long.

"So you've been in the Muggle world recently." Knowing that the godfather had a good life, Harry heaved a sigh of relief, and found a reassuring excuse for not contacting Sirius for such a long time. Sirius can take care of himself, so he and Pu Lin Si is busy studying together, and it is also very good.

"Don't worry, I'll be able to catch that traitor soon, and then I'll be able to visit you in a fair manner. What do you think of the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor? I'll be able to accompany you after I solve all this!" Sirius thought Very happy, once he catches Peter Pettigrew, the traitor, he can be rehabilitated, he can apply for the Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, and then he can spend every day at Hogwarts with his precious godson, stinky snot Just don't think about targeting his godson anymore, he can still make up for the vacant time of the past ten years.The more I think about it, the more I look forward to that day.

"We founded the DA Association." When Harry heard about Defense Against the Dark Arts, he thought of their new association, and couldn't help sharing his joy with Sirius, "There are quite a lot of people joining, every Saturday At the assembly in the morning, we will practice Defense Against the Dark Arts together, and we will also teach students in the lower grades how to study correctly, and Hermione also plans to assign homework, so that the healthy operation can make up for the frequent replacement of Defense Against the Dark Arts professors."

"I heard, Harry, you are really James' child, and I'm so proud of you!" Sirius gripped the double-sided mirror tightly with tears in his eyes, he wiped the moisture from the corners of his eyes, and his voice began to choke, " Oh, James will be glad for you knowing that!"

Hearing Sirius mention his father, Harry pursed his lips and nodded indiscriminately, "Actually, I didn't do anything." He sighed, every time he met Sirius, he would always mention James, even though he He wanted to know about his father, but it would be embarrassing if there were too many times. After all, he had never met James and could not remember them together.And he really doesn't like being brought up like his parents, as if he's just a shadow of his parents in their eyes.Although he knew Sirius didn't mean it, he just didn't like being said that.

"For the sake of the DA Association, I also asked Remus for permission to go to the restricted/book area." Harry continued to speak after deliberating, and changed the subject by the way.

"You go to the forbidden/book section! What are you doing there? There are all black magic books! Harry, you will be eaten by those books!" Sirius screamed strangely, as if the books in the forbidden/book section were not The book is the disguise of some terrifying magical creature, just to swallow his dear pure white godson.

"I did almost fall for a book of disguises," said Harry briefly, refusing to mention Prince.

"Oh! I knew it, Harry, are you okay? Do you want to go to the school hospital, no no! You go to Remus, I'll rush there now, and we'll check you carefully together." Sirius Clutching the double-sided mirror, he was extremely anxious, wishing to appear in front of his godson and look him up and down carefully, and it would be best to bring in Madam Pomfrey who is the most responsible student!

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Severus. Experienced. Snape expressionless: Gryffindor deducted 10 points, each.