On the third floor of the Castle, Student Safety Office.
Ever since Amosta left the office, Lenny had been bored and taking a nap on the sofa with Crookshanks, silently thinking about Remus who had appeared in front of him before and Christmas with nowhere to go. Harry stayed at Hogwarts, and the words Brian said to him were still swirling in his head.
To be honest, Sirius never felt like a hero.
Yes, he did feel regret, regret that he had mistrusted Peter. During the twelve years in Azkaban, he regretted his mistake all the time.
However, he never felt that he was a coward!
After something happened to James and Lily, in order to make up for his mistakes, he immediately went to Peter for revenge... Of course, the despicable man fooled him by faking his own death, and then, because of Dumbledore's accusation, he was The Ministry of Magic just threw it into Azkaban.
In this regard, he stood firm and never thought of a word of defense, because although Lily and James were not betrayed by him, he still had to bear the unshirkable responsibility.
But in Blaine's opinion, his choice was a cowardly escape, not even as responsible as Snape, the snot-nosed man.
Sirius dismissed Snape's surrender to Dumbledore. He believed that Snotlout was afraid of being liquidated by the Ministry of Magic after the fall of Voldemort, so he came to Dumbledore in the hope of getting asylum...especially the love of his life. It's ridiculous to say that Snotlout once called Lily a 'Mudblood'!
But he couldn't deny that after seeing Remus up close and hearing Harry's situation, he did begin to doubt himself.
Sirius knew very well that for Remus, the thing that brought him the greatest pain was not his poor life, but his 'betrayal' of James and Lily, and his 'killing' of Peter, because this was very harmful to him. Generally speaking, it means that their proud friendship is false, and all those beautiful memories are false.
And Harry...Sirius didn't want to admit it, but he couldn't refute it. He would rather die than take care of James' orphan.
Death is easy, but carrying the pain and moving forward requires greater courage.
From this point of view, Amosta Brain's evaluation of him was not just a simple sarcasm.
Compared to the big dog before, Crookla was obviously more interested in Sirius who had turned into a cat. He lay beside Lenny, playing with his drooping ears with his paws from time to time, playing happily.
"Do you think I'm a coward too?"
Lenny meowed, hoping that Crookshanks would give him an answer.
Thinking about these problems, Lenny felt more and more irritable. Moreover, the flames in the fireplace were burning brightly, which also made the room very hot. Lenny stretched his waist and jumped down from the sofa. He jumped up and down to the window sill on the other side, trying to open the window for some air.
But just as its cat's paw touched the handle, a black light suddenly flashed through the transparent glass window. Before Lenny could react, he was pushed out by a gentle but irresistible force and rolled over twice on the ground. Only after somersaulting could he stop.
This guy!
Lenny meowed angrily.
In order to prevent himself from running around, he sealed the entire office with magic.
At this moment, the red flame turned green for a moment, and the outline of a head wanted to appear, but before Lenny could see it clearly, it was also blocked by the flash of black light.
Even the floo network in the school was blocked... Lenny thought feebly, is this Blaine a little too cautious?
Compared to other professors, the things on Amosta's desk are relatively simple. A simple pen holder contains an extremely unpretentious quill. On the right side is a blue ink bottle and a pen with Grandma Felena. Apart from these, there was only a pile of parchment information on the table. Sirius jumped on the table and took a look before losing interest.
Boring--
This was the evaluation given by Lenny. He squatted on the desk, turned his head and wandered around the room, and naturally landed on the black curtain on the floor of the room.
What is that? It looks mysterious?
With a neat leap, Lenny landed on the floor and swept across the room, stopping in front of the huge black curtain.
There seems to be Blaine's secret hidden behind the black curtain - Lenny easily made this guess.
Do you want to open it and take a look?
This is the problem that comes with it. If it were the fact that he was studying at Hogwarts, this kind of hesitation would not appear in his head at all, but now the situation is different after all. For his revenge plan, he has to try to avoid provoking To Amosta Blaine.
Time has really changed a lot of things--
Lenny thought sadly. He resisted his desire and was about to return to the sofa to pass the time by sleeping. When the cat turned its head, he happened to see Crookshanks looking here curiously.
Ahem--
Lenny's gray eyes flashed with a hint of cunning, and his long cat whiskers curled up.
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After saying goodbye to Harry and Hermione, Amosta did not waste any time and walked quickly down the Gryffindor Tower and towards his office.
It was close to class time, and many little wizards came and went in a hurry. The snow on the ground in the courtyard was trampled into solid ice. A sharp and cold wind blew by, and several feet of ice picks fell from the eaves. With quick eyesight and quick hands, Amosta shook out his wand and threw out a red light, scattering those shiny ice picks into ice powder all over the sky, and then Shi Ran left.
"This hand is really cool!"
Cedric Diggory, who had escaped death because of this, said to his companions with a look of reverence,
"I really hope Mr. Blaine can continue to teach our Defense Against the Dark Arts class!"
"Oh, come on!"
The little Hufflepuff wizard next to him said bitterly, "I don't want to spend more than half of the school year lying in the hospital!"
"What the hell are you doing!"
Entering the auditorium through the back door, in the splendid foyer, Amosta accidentally bumped into Professor Snape who happened to be striding up from the basement. He smiled just now, and before he could say hello, there was a touch of red under his nose. Nep gritted his teeth and said,
"I was just about to give the wolf's medicine to you through the floo network, but I found that you blocked the fireplace?"
Looking at Snape whose nose was crooked, Amosta couldn't help but curled his lips.
"I just went to the Gryffindor common room to give Mr. Longbottom his wand-"
"Pomona said you got up early just to find a wand for the empty-headed Longbottom?"
Snape glared at Amosta angrily and said,
"If you really have nothing to do, Amosta, I think you might as well take on the job of brewing the potion for the werewolf."
"Unless Dumbledore is willing to pay me overtime wages, I won't take this hard job." Amosta said with a smile, "I accidentally learned that there was a secret passage under the Whomping Willow last night, so I went to check out the situation."
Snape paused for a moment, pursed his thin lips, and his expression suddenly turned ugly.
"The secret passage under the Whomping Willow--"
Snape was breathing heavily and stared at Amosta suspiciously.
"You...that werewolf told you...what else did he say?"
"So-" Amosta raised his eyebrows, "You also know that there is a secret passage there?"
Snape's eyes were sinister and he was unwilling to speak.
Seeing his appearance, Amosta didn't look for trouble. He just wanted to find an opportunity to ask Black about the story about this secret passage.
"There's something--"
When passing Remus' office, Amosta suddenly asked,
"When I was discussing the Dementor matter with Cornelius Fudge last week, I heard something about Peter Pettigrew from Professor McGonagall. What do you think of this person?"
Peter Pettigrew?
Upon hearing this question, a timid little figure suddenly appeared in front of Snape's eyes. He always liked to follow the three people and echo their opinions, but never expressed his own opinions. In short, he had no sense of existence. .
When he was in school at Hogwarts, during the most incompatible period with the Potters, Snape didn't pay much attention to Peter Pettigrew, because in his opinion, the short guy was just a Potter. He was just a little follower of Te and Blake, not worthy of any attention at all, but he did not expect that it was this dismissive guy who would make a surprising move.
"Quite decent--"
Snape stopped in front of Amosta's office and said expressionlessly,
"At least among their group of pig friends, he is still a guy with a bit of backbone.
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