Conversation in the Hospital Wing

Noticing the change in Sirius Black's expression, Lupin gave a soft cough and said, "Snape's magic is stronger than before. You should be able to feel it too."

"That Blasting Curse was powerful, yes, but he had other options. There was no need for him to suppress it in the most mentally draining way."

"Remus..." Sirius Black looked at Lupin, hesitating, but after Lupin gave him a look, he said nothing more.

"What exactly happened between you?" Harry pressed. "Why do I feel like... you all... seem..."

He stopped himself. He had originally wanted to use Draco Malfoy as an example, but lately Draco Malfoy felt as if he had become a completely different person.

Ever since the Hippogriff incident at the start of term, Draco Malfoy had never come over to trip them up again.

If he used him as an example now and dragged him into it, wouldn't he be no different from the old Draco Malfoy? That really would be too inappropriate.

"That's something between us, Harry..." Lupin said gently. "A muddled account. It would be very winding and very troublesome to explain."

"That era was different from now. Because of Voldemort, the conflicts between the houses back then... were beyond anything you can imagine."

"Exactly!" Sirius Black nodded. "In any case, if he does anything out of line, come to me. I'm your godfather! I'll absolutely stand on your side!"

Hearing that, Harry immediately smiled and nodded again and again.

When they arrived at the Hospital Wing, Madam Pomfrey's manner was still exactly as Sirius Black remembered it. Apart from patients, no one else was allowed to stay here for long.

After several unquestionable declarations of "the patient needs rest," Hermione, Ron, and Harry, who was still somewhat reluctant to leave, were all pushed out