Chapter 222 Harry, remember to choose my class
Sirius Black escaped from Azkaban, and this incident swept every corner of the wizarding world like a hurricane.
Harry had never imagined that one person's escape from prison could cause such a shock that even his way home was shrouded in this storm.
On the Knight Bus, the conductor was holding that day's edition of the Daily Prophet, which contained a large section reporting on Blake's prison escape.
The passengers kept whispering, as if Blake was everywhere and might even appear in front of them at the next second.
However, what really surprised Harry was that after returning to the Dursleys' house, he saw a wanted poster for Sirius Black on the Muggle TV as soon as he walked into the house.
Unlike the wanted posters in the wizarding world, Black on this wanted poster does not move, and his facial expression is not ferocious, but he looks very gloomy.
Harry's uncle Vernon stared at the TV without blinking, his face full of vigilance.
On the screen, the news anchor was solemnly warning the public: "...Again, the fugitive is armed with deadly weapons and is extremely dangerous. If you have any clues, please contact the dedicated hotline immediately."
Looking at the wanted poster on TV, Harry was a little bit incredulous for a moment.
This guy's wanted order has even spread to the Muggle world!
It turns out that the wizarding world and the Muggle world are still connected, otherwise how could a wanted poster be broadcast on Muggle TV?
However, this also proves one thing, that is, this fugitive named Black is indeed very dangerous, otherwise he would not appear in Muggle news at all.
The picture on TV changed and the news anchor began the weather forecast.
"In the next few days, the whole country will enter a high temperature state, please pay attention to avoid the heat..."
"Is that all?" Vernon roared angrily, making Harry's ears ring.
"What did this lunatic do? Where did he escape from? Where is he now? How can people take precautions without any specific information?"
“These incompetent guys!”
Harry stood quietly aside and couldn't help but mutter a few words in his heart.
Forget it, I'd better not tell my uncle that Black is a wizard, so as to avoid him falling into even greater panic.
After all, it had never been a secret that Uncle Vernon had an attitude towards wizards, a world he had always avoided.
By the way, what kind of person is this guy named Blake?
What does his jailbreak have to do with me?
Why did Professor Snape teach me a powerful spell today?
Harry's mind was full of questions.
Although the professor didn't say it explicitly, Harry could still understand that it was to prevent himself from meeting this Black.
Could it be that Blake was coming for me?
Just as Harry was lost in thought, Vernon suddenly came to his senses, and the anger on his face was instantly replaced by a smile.
He turned to look at Harry, his tone becoming oddly cordial.
"I'm back, Harry. Is studying hard?"
"I have already signed the permission form for you to visit the magical village. The form is on your desk. You will see it when you return to your room."
"I remember that Mr. Swan will come to pick you up tomorrow night, right?"
"Come on, call Dudley and your aunt, and we'll go to a restaurant tonight to eat, as a way of seeing you off in advance."
When Harry heard Vernon emphasize the name "Mr. Swann", he instantly understood the deep meaning.
To understand, isn't it just to say a few good words for you?
simple!
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Time passed quickly without anyone noticing, and in the blink of an eye, Harry's birthday arrived.
Compared with last year's birthday, there are far fewer guests today.
Ron's family won the Daily Prophet jackpot, and with the gold galleons, his whole family went on a trip to Egypt.
However, Ron always remembered his good friend and sent Harry a birthday present via owl early on.
Hermione did not stay in the UK this summer. She went on vacation to a beach in France with her parents. According to what she said in the letter, she was tanned.
Although Harry's birthday party was not as lively as last year because his friends didn't come, he didn't feel lonely at all.
Lupin and Hagrid arrived as promised, bringing a warm atmosphere to this birthday.
As the dinner was coming to an end, everyone sat on the sofa in the living room, chatting happily with drinks in their hands.
"Harry, when school starts, I will be a professor too. You must choose my class."
Hagrid smiled and said proudly, "Oh, I forgot to tell you, I teach the Care of Magical Creatures class."
A trace of regret flashed across his face. "I originally suggested changing the textbook to 'The Monster Book of Monsters'."
"You don't know, that book is very interesting. If you don't open it in the right way, it will bite you like a magical animal."
"It's a pity that Mr. Scamander disagrees."
Books that bite?
It sounds a bit scary!
A drop of cold sweat ran down Harry's forehead.
If this kind of book were really used, students would definitely complain.
Well done Mr Scamander for stopping it!
"I've written in the lesson plan that in the first class, I'll let everyone see the Hippogriff."
"However, this plan was also rejected by Mr. Scamander."
Hagrid looked frustrated. "He actually asked me to start with Bowtruckle, Fairy and Orb-Horse. That's not interesting at all."
"Hagrid, it's a good thing someone stopped you," Lupin joked with a big smile, "Hippogriffs are still too dangerous for young wizards."
"Mr. Scamander's suggestion is correct. You should start with some cute magical animals. This will also stimulate students' interest in learning."
"Cute? I don't understand what's so cute about Bowtruckles," muttered Hagrid. "Hippogriffs are cuter."
Hearing Hagrid's mumbling, everyone laughed and gave Hagrid advice.
Harry sat aside, happily listening to several adults discussing how to be a qualified professor.
Looking at Hagrid and Lupin laughing, Harry's heart suddenly moved.
Haven't I always been curious about what kind of person Sirius Black is?
Why not ask them both now?
He hesitated for a moment, then asked Lupin and Hagrid in a casual tone.
"Hagrid, and Professor Lupin, have you heard about Sirius Black?"
As soon as the words fell, the atmosphere in the living room suddenly changed, and the relaxed atmosphere just now seemed to freeze.
Lupin's face suddenly darkened and he lowered his head in silence.
Hagrid, on the other hand, had an angry look on his face and red eyes, and he seemed to be trying hard to suppress some emotion.
His fists were clenched tightly, and the joints made a slight creaking sound, as if he was about to smash into something out of control in the next second.
Harry froze; this was a much stronger reaction than he had expected.
Why is this happening? !
Could it be that my guess was correct, and this fugitive named Sirius Black had a special relationship with me?
No wonder when I asked Aunt Mia and Professor Swann, they both hesitated and changed the subject after just a few words.
Curiosity was like a spark that ignited in Harry's heart and instantly burned into a raging fire.
His burning desire made him eager to know the truth behind this. He looked at Hagrid and the others and asked anxiously.
"Can you tell me what the relationship is between Sirius Black and me?"
"please......"
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