From start to finish, Sirius never asked about his device.
Only when it was time to leave did Sirius embrace his godson again.
"Your parents would be so proud to see you now," Sirius said, looking at Harry with emotion.
Harry was no longer the little boy who had been bullied by the Dursley family's fat son.
Legendary Auror.
What a wonderful title. Sirius had once dreamed of becoming an Auror when he was young, too.
Unfortunately, his temperament was ill-suited to the job, and that had been a crucial period in Voldemort's reign of terror.
After a moment's thought, he asked, "How are things going between you and the Weasley girl?"
Well, apparently no parent could resist asking about their child's love life.
Harry looked awkward. Sirius gave him a wicked grin. "That little girl named Ginny-do you need your godfather to arrange an opportunity for you?"
Embarrassed by the questions, Harry hurriedly said goodbye.
After walking some distance, he looked back and could still see Sirius standing in the doorway, watching him with his arms folded.
Harry waved at him, and Sirius waved back.
There had been new progress on the Lost Wizards.
Harry still needed to seek out a few veterans of the Order of the Phoenix.
The orphanage.
The mood was bleak.
The Aurors' raid had taken many of their companions away.
Meri brought the Time-Turner back and handed it over to the unopened room on the second floor.
She knocked on the door. "Martin, I brought it back."
"Todd's been arrested. We need to act and rescue him."
"Todd's dead?"
"How is that possible?"
It sounded like she was talking to herself. As Meri spoke with Martin, her expression changed.
Suddenly, a noise startled her.
She whipped around, her eyes pitch-black.
She saw the