Chapter 194 Peeves at night?
"Yes, he is not a good person..."
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"Huh? Did Filcido impose so many restrictions? It's really... Harry doesn't know that. It's such a pity."
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"The secret passage over there collapsed? What a pity..."
"Oh my gosh, Mr. Black, what are you doing here?"
Madam Pomfrey said with a surprised voice, finally interrupting the enthusiastic exchange between the elder and the younger, "Why would you help them... um, clean the chamber pot?"
And the key point is that Blake is so skillful that he can clean a chamber pot with just one wave of his wand - casting the spell silently without delaying chatting with the twins!
Why are you so skilled!
Does Azkaban still need prisoners from the ward to clean chamber pots?
Are funds so scarce? This is too inhumane...
Madam Pomfrey silently decided to add some nutrition to lunch and dinner, and postponed the discharge time...
"I just stayed there for a long time and was very quiet and restless. I also guided the students' magic by the way."
Sirius explained awkwardly - it can't be said that everyone was chatting so happily that he couldn't help but think of some old habits from his student days, right?
As for guidance…
Well, I did give some guidance, but it was all about night walks in the castle and avoiding portrait surveillance. It was really easy to get scolded by Professor McGonagall when I said this.
"Guidance?"
Madam Pomfrey's eyes were gentle, "Well, it's not a bad choice. The Weasley children should really learn from you."
Alone to avenge his best friend, and then suffer injustice, and finally get justice - even Madam Pomfrey, who has always been strict, really doesn't know how to punish him harshly.
In comparison, Professor Lockhart's face is only slightly inferior, but his level of reliability and boastfulness are really unacceptable...
"Maybe you can be a good professor..."
Madam Pomfrey admired sincerely - I don't know, but in comparison, Sirius is indeed much more suitable.
"professor?"
Sirius was completely confused.
This word is really far away from him - being a professor or something is too outrageous. Apart from those hazy and painful memories of Azkaban, the only thing left is to be caught and imprisoned by a professor.
"Of course, you must be suitable."
Although the reputation of the First Death Eater has been washed away, his reputation has not been erased - this is enough to show his ability.
"You still need to pay attention to your rest, Mr. Black."
"Well, okay, I'll go back right now."
Sirius really couldn't refute a doctor who was focused on his condition, so he could only return to his hospital bed in despair.
Not long after, the twins who had finished their work ran over and took out a tattered piece of parchment from their pockets without any hesitation.
"Here's a good thing for you. If you can't stay up tonight...ah, let's use it after you recover. Anyway, when you're bored, you can take a look at, um, the secret treasure we found!"
While George was showing off, Fred took out something and passed it on, "Don't let it get discovered, this thing is a treasure confiscated by Filch!"
"I'll teach you how to use it."
Fred took out his wand and pointed at his secret treasure - although it was very precious, it was still less valuable than a big friend who fell in love at first sight.
Moreover, with this, everyone can happily take a night tour in the castle together, as long as Sirius gets better.
The secret of Peeves, the secret of the library, the sealed toilet...
It’s so hard to wait!
"I solemnly swear that I have done no good." Fred read out the activation spell, and so did Sirius on his side.
Fred's eyes widened and he didn't even have time to glance at his collection of the Marauder's Map.
"You know?"
"More than knowing..." Sirius looked a little nostalgic, "The Marauder's Map..."
"It's not necessary. You can take it away. It is more suitable for students... and it does not violate our original intention..."
Sirius was silent for a moment and handed the map back, "Well, pay more attention to Peeves, especially at night."
Fred was about to ask again, but George was already gesturing - he and George had to greet Madam Pomfrey with a look like we're done, and then left.
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"Watch Peeves more often, especially at night?"
The twins looked at me and I looked at you, lost in thought - the secret of the Marauder's Map had been cracked, and it was gratifying that the four best professors actually had Sirius, but the mystery before them was too real. It makes people unable to be happy.
Why does it have that nickname?
Why should we pay attention to Peeves at night?
Could it be that someone had previously discovered something strange about Peeves at night?
Unknown, the puzzle is solved, but more puzzles emerge.
"Don't ask directly, we have to find out!"
"Well, and I suspect there is some secret agreement, otherwise it would be impossible to only have this information!"
"It's just a test, we can do it!"
The two looked at each other and made up their minds.
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"Today's class was so scary... Professor Snape's temper is getting worse and worse..."
Hal sighed, "That Weasley won first place again in Charms class... Fortunately, the dean doesn't care so much, otherwise this day would not be better..."
nonsense…
Sirius was finally semi-discharged from the hospital and did not leave the school, but he could walk around on his own on campus.
Andrew could almost imagine how dirty Professor Snape was scolding him in private.
But, who can drive Sirius away?
The school board of directors has sent an official letter - if Sirius doesn't leave, the school will support him for the rest of his life.
But this is not surprising - if the descendants of so many generations of school directors have problems, how could the school board not take care of them.
"Think of the good news. At least Bell successfully applied as a substitute yesterday, right?"
Andrew waved to the other three people who went their separate ways to the library, turned around and continued.
"That's true, if you don't count the fact that we almost didn't finish our homework because we were watching his selection... It's been really quiet recently. The upper class doesn't provoke Peeves, and the lower class only fights occasionally. It's such a boring life..."
Andrew rolled his eyes - isn't it bad to be ordinary?
He just hoped that nothing would happen and he could practice his transformation technique safely. If possible, let alone the snake, he would welcome anyone who lost his nose to die suddenly tonight!
'Speaking of which...Dumbledore will be able to crack the door to the secret room tomorrow, right? Better hurry up... get that snake down...'
But there is no need to share this information with Hal.
"I'm on duty...see you later."
"Well, see you later. I'm going to collect today's highlights."
Hal waved his hand, "Just wait for my first-hand information!"
(End of chapter)