As Sirius Black coughed, Kreacher stepped out of the emerald flames as well.
With a flick of his finger, he poured a glass of water and held it out to Sirius Black. "Oh! Good thing Kreacher came along too... Otherwise, Master would be rude again."
Sirius Black swallowed some water and stopped coughing. He shoved the glass into Kreacher's arms and said viciously, "Thanks, but shut up!"
"At least Master still understands manners, even if only half of them." Kreacher continued waving his finger, pouring a glass of water for everyone.
"Oh! Master Wizet, you look positively radiant!" He went over to Wizet and bowed. "Would you like some snacks? Kreacher will prepare them right away."
"Kreacher, it's been a long time..." Wizet greeted him with a smile. "How about making some cake? We can all have some together."
"Such a generous and considerate Master Wizet..." Kreacher bowed again. "Kreacher will prepare it at once!"
After saying that, rather than returning through the fireplace via the Floo Network, he Apparated away directly.
"He's finally gone!" Sirius Black let out a breath and gestured for everyone to sit down.
Besides his regular work, Remus Lupin had also been learning about the Muggle world through various channels, striving toward the goal of "going global."
As Remus Lupin's close friend, Sirius Black had naturally been influenced by him and had begun learning about new developments in the Muggle world as well.
In fact, before Sirius Black had been thrown into Azkaban, he had always kept an eye on what was happening in the Muggle world. Otherwise, he would never have tinkered together a flying motorcycle.
So, in their spare time, he and Remus Lupin would leave Number 12, Grimmauld Place and personally wander through streets and alleys, carefully observing the changes in