Memories of Azkaban

"Perhaps someone might use an opportunity like this..." Dumbledore rubbed the thumb and forefinger of his right hand together. "And take the chance to break out as well?"

"We can't rule out that possibility..." Vizet nodded. "As for Minister Fudge's actions, which parts are true, and which are false..."

"I once consulted Rita Skeeter... and there's one thing I have to admit. If a second breakout happened without anyone noticing, that is something very likely to occur."

Vizet had already put it very tactfully. Dumbledore nodded in understanding, then let out a long sigh and said, "To be honest... I truly don't know much about that place."

"I think Sirius Black should understand it relatively well." He raised his wand and traced a circle in the air before him. "Expecto Patronum!"

A silver Phoenix Patronus flew from the tip of the wand. Dumbledore said to the Phoenix Patronus, "Sirius Black, please come to the Headmaster's Office. The password is 'Coconut Ice.'"

"Headmaster Dumbledore, honestly..." Sirius Black pushed the door open and entered, grinning as he said in a teasing tone, "Being suddenly asked to come to the Headmaster's Office, I thought I'd broken the School Rules!"

Vizet had met Sirius Black before. Back then, Sirius Black had been skin and bones, his face gaunt and haggard;

His messy, tangled black hair had looked like a huge clump of weeds perched on his head, and his eye sockets were deeply sunken. Overall, he had looked little different from a dried corpse.

After these past few months of rest and recuperation, Sirius Black's appearance had changed noticeably. Perhaps because he had been eating and drinking his fill, his weight had gradually recovered, and the lines of his face had softened;

His skin was no longer so pale, and even carried a