Sirius: "Woof Woof Woof?"

In Azkaban, while minor offenders are reciting Lunyu, the cells for serious offenders are also bustling with activity.

During breaks between classes, Victor would sneak off to the high-criminal section of Azkaban to meet Sirius.

"Brother Dog, I brought you your favorite chicken drumsticks this time. Try them, is it your favorite flavor?"

Victor, his face beaming with a smile, placed the chicken leg in his hand into the cell, then stared expectantly at the large black dog inside.

Sirius, now in his Animagus form, twitched his nose slightly, and drool kept drooling.

His eyes were filled with an endless longing for the chicken leg, but when he saw Victor eyeing him menacingly, he stubbornly turned his head away.

Victor wasn't angry. He said gently, "Brother Dog, just give in to me. I promise, I, Victor, will treat you well from now on!"

"Give me a chance to study you, otherwise that bastard Scarface might really beat me."

Sirius: "..."

He curled his lip in disdain. "That sounds nice, but in the end, you're just lusting after your own body."

No one knows what happened in Azkaban, but the Dementor who used to drain his emotions have disappeared.

Instead, a group of oddly minded and perverted individuals became prison guards, and they would occasionally approach him, wanting his body.

"Sigh..." Sirius sighed inwardly as he looked at Victor, who was persistently waiting outside the door, and reminisced about the wonderful times he spent with the Dementor.

Back then, he would lie on the straw every day, eyes closed, letting the Dementor ravage him.

However, with the Dementor gone, it's not without its advantages that these psychopaths are now jailers; at least they can now learn about Harry's life!

"Woof woof woof!" Sirius glanced at Victor, who was still chattering and trying to claim that he was cooperating with his research, and said coldly, "Woof woof woof!"

The meaning is simple: yes, but you have to exchange something for it.

Victor: "???"

Although he is very knowledgeable, he really doesn't understand dog language.

Seeing Victor's bewildered expression, Sirius blushed. Damn it, he forgot to transform back into human form.

Ahem, Sirius awkwardly transformed back into human form. Feigning aloofness, he said somewhat hesitantly, "Same as always, Harry, photos, or forget it!"

He's ruthless and doesn't talk much; that's Sirius's persona now. After living with Dementor for so many years, his ability to speak has almost deteriorated.

"Brother Dog, your appetite is really getting bigger and bigger lately. Scarface has money to play around with, but I, Victor, am a poor man. These days, Harry Potter photos aren't cheap!"

Victor first complained about being poor for a while, but when he saw Sirius's disdainful expression and lack of reaction, Victor stopped complaining.

"Alright, you're the eldest brother, I'll listen to you. Give me 100 hairs first."

As he spoke, Victor pulled out ten photos from his pocket, all of which featured Harry the Chosen One, the Harry Potter!

Through the cage, Sirius eagerly took the photos Victor handed him and began to peruse them with great anticipation.

He would occasionally let out a strange, chuckling laugh, looking just like a perverted, creepy old man.

Harry's first time entering the Wizarding World, Harry's first time boarding the Hogwarts Express, Harry's first Sorting House, Harry's first Potions.

"Harry, how are you doing?" Sirius asked, his eyes welling up with tears, as if sand had gotten into them.

Stroking the photo of Harry, Sirius's face was full of tenderness and bliss, a far cry from the aloof Hounds he had just been.

"Go ahead and pull it out. By the way, try not to pull it out in the same spot, I'm afraid others might misunderstand if they see it."

Sirius carefully hid Harry's photo in a corner, then transformed back into Animagus and approached Victor.

Victor, who witnessed Sirius's entire ordeal, felt a pang of sadness. Sirius was a man with a story to tell!

Unfortunately, he was just an Auror in Azkaban, a professor at the Azkaban Vocational Technical College, and a trusted lieutenant of Lord Lai.

"Perhaps I can tell Lord Lai his story," Victor, plucking at the dog's fur, wanting to give his dog a chance.

Throughout all of Azkaban, Victor and Dog were the closest of friends.

Although Scarface also spent a lot of money to buy Harry's photos and took a lot of Dog's hair, even going so far as to pluck all of Dog's buttocks.

However, Victor's friendship with Dog was the deepest. Through their repeated transactions, Victor felt that Dog was a kind and loyal man.

Even while in prison, he still couldn't forget his godchildren outside; how touching!

As for the Ministry of Magic's claim that Dog betrayed his friends and blew up a street, Victor scoffed at it.

Eyes don't lie, and Victor believed that Dog was a good man with a heart and a sense of justice!

After plucking the dog's fur, Victor took out a chicken leg, placed it in the cell, and then turned and left.

Sirius was left alone, gazing sadly at Harry's photograph.

Meanwhile, in the Headmaster's Office Azkaban Vocational Technical College.

Lester flipped through the homework assignments for each subject with a bewildered look, feeling like he was falling behind the times.

Banditry: Rob Ministry of Magic official and hang him naked from a lamppost (the higher the rank, the higher the score).

The Thievery: Launch daily air raids on the Ministry of Magic, then escape the Auror ' pursuit (points will be deducted if caught, and failing the course is a result of being caught three times).

Demolitions: Attack the ancestral home of a pure-blood noble. One point is awarded for each attic destroyed (must be a wealthy and ruthless pure-blood noble).

The homework for these three courses was so brutal that Lester never expected it.

That's not all. If Sang Biao and Brian's work was merely brutal, then Scarface and Victor's role was somewhat perverse.

Scarface: We are a long-term buyer of Harry Potter's everyday life photos at high prices. If the photos have sentimental value, the purchase price may be increased at our discretion.

Victor: Long-term buyer of photos of the Chosen One's daily life. Also, a high reward is offered for the color of Harry's underwear. Honest buyer, generous price.

Lester: "..."

He just wanted Victor to make him a wand, and also to check on how the school was doing.

I never expected these prisoners to be so wild!