Sirius

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Early morning, in the Ravenclaw dormitory.

"Ryan, what's wrong with you today?" Harry asked Ryan curiously.

You know, if he followed a normal schedule, he would be the one who gets up the earliest.

"Nothing?" Ryan rubbed his lower back.

Only he himself knew that it was related to a rapid improvement in a skill that could not be described in detail.

After all, snakes mate for a very long time, sometimes even a whole day.

Not to mention Nagini, who possessed the power of the King of Serpents.

"Is it related to the celestial phenomena last night?"

"I saw Sirius last night when I went to the toilet."

"It was very strange back then. How should I put it? I couldn't sleep after reading it," Terry, who was good at Astronomy, suddenly said weakly.

Sirius? Perhaps there really is something strange about it.

"As you all know, my ancestors came from Africa. In our tribe, we believe it is the 'sun behind the sun,' the true source of our solar power. If our sunlight warms and keeps the material world vibrant, then Sirius keeps the spiritual world vibrant; it is the source of mystical power." Black-skinned Michael raised his right hand and told the story he had heard from his grandmother.

"Yes, the name Sirius comes from Ancient Greece and means 'shining' or 'burning.' This can be seen in some ancient magical artifacts. Sirius has a history of thousands of years in Astronomy, mythology, and Wizarding World."

"In the Egypt Wizarding World, it is known as the Chief Star, the Rain God, or the Rain Star. The Egypt calendar system is based on Sirius, and they used Sirius's orbital period to predict the flooding of the Nile in ancient Egypt."

"Like the sorcerer emperors of Egypt at that time, who were called Pharaoh in Muggle World, the pyramids of the three Pharaoh Khufu, Khafre, and Menkaure were perfectly aligned with Sirius."

"Many wizards go there to conduct research—it is said to be a mysterious magical ritual that uses the pyramids to absorb the light emitted by the stars."

"In Ancient Greece, the wizards of that time called it the dog day of summer—" Just as Terry suddenly perked up and was about to continue speaking, Ron interrupted him.

"Okay, today is Sunday!"

"These topics you're talking about won't be on our Astronomy Class; they're all extracurricular material," Ron said impatiently, waving his hand.

"Hey, is this your Ravenclaw?" Anthony poked his head out of the bed and looked at Ron.

"Look, Harry's already taking out his quill and writing this down," Anthony said, pointing to Harry who was writing furiously.

"Merlin's shoes! Harry!" Ron put his hands on his hips, looking strangely like Mrs. Weasley.

He was also expressing his dissatisfaction, Ron felt at that moment that Harry was undermining him.

"What's wrong?"

"Oh, oh, oh, it's because of Sirius. You might not know much about him, but in the Black House, at least on the family tree, there are three people named Sirius." Harry put down his quill.

"What's so strange about that? Some more particular wizarding families would name their children after stars, like Draco, who is named after the star Draco."

"And more advanced wizarding families like ours wouldn't choose such ridiculous names."

"If you really want to know, you can write to Sirius; he definitely knows more," Ron shrugged.

Ryan rubbed his back and disappeared into their argument.

Xu Xian is not an easy job.

Literary Star's father is indeed extraordinary.

In the second week of December, Professor Flitwick came to collect the list of students who would be staying on campus for Christmas, as he did every year.

Everyone except Harry signed their names.

"Harry, you'll probably be all alone in the dorm this Christmas." Ron scratched the back of his head sheepishly.

"It's nothing, I was prepared."

"After Mr. Weasley was promoted, he renovated the Burrow. Even Percy, who never goes home for the holidays, went back. It's no big deal for you to go back too." Harry waved his hand dismissively.

"I really don't understand why Sirius is suddenly so busy, leaving you to spend Christmas at Hogwarts." Ron stabbed hard at the steak on the golden plate and took a big bite.

"It's probably related to Voldemort. He did this to ensure that Voldemort saw the previous report without arousing Voldemort's suspicion."

"This is important, for the safety of Draco and his family," Harry said somberly.

Even his favorite potato pancakes couldn't bring a smile to his face.

"Maybe Voldemort saw it already, didn't he? How can we be sure he saw it?" Ron muttered dismissively.

"From Azkaban, we already know that Voldemort's next target is Dolohov in Azkaban."

"But Dolohov is perfectly fine now."

"I suspect that the construction of the new prison might have put Voldemort on his guard," Harry sighed helplessly.

"In my opinion, there shouldn't have been any new prison at all. Those who go to Azkaban are more or less bad people." Ron waved his fork.

Where is Sirius?

"He was framed."

"There are also some who are completely innocent, but end up in prison for ridiculous reasons."

"Like Michael's father, before Michael was registered in Hogwarts' Book of Admittance and Quill of Acceptance, his father only performed a very small magic at home, and no one noticed."

"And then?" Harry said indignantly.

His anger at having to spend Christmas alone at Hogwarts made him much more irritable.

Not to mention, inspired by the Gryffindor Quidditch Team's performance last time, as the captain of the Ravenclaw Quidditch Team, he took the lead and increased the amount of training.

With all these factors combined, Harry inevitably became much more irritable.

"The result is that Michael's father will be fined, but because his father has been away from the Wizarding World for a long time—and doesn't have enough Galleons."

"He was eventually sentenced to three years in prison. If Michael hadn't suddenly been registered and identified as a wizard, his father would probably have gone crazy by the time he got out—given the environment in Azkaban." Seeing Harry's obvious abnormality, Ron shrank back and continued.

"Yes, can't Dumbledore handle these things himself?"

"Look at Mr. Weasley, there are so many unreasonable laws in the Wizarding World, and he still has time to spend Christmas with his family while he amending them all."

"And what about Sirius?"

"I don't even have time for Christmas!"

"You know, Regulus has only just learned to speak."

"When it comes to raising children, I think Kreacher is clearly not as reliable Sirius," Harry said, clenching his fist.

"Is it possible that Dumbledore actually helped with these things?" Ron said cautiously.

Harry clenched his fists tighter and looked at Ron.