It was not until class ended, when Douglas tossed three sheets of parchment in front of Harry,
that he finally understood what had happened.
The three exchanged glances, wry smiles on their faces.
Douglas first returned to his office and hung a magic mirror that could monitor the classroom on the wall.
He had designed it specifically to appease Black, letting him see his godson every day.
This was also why Douglas had agreed to let Harry and the others have the Professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts after class.
After all, he had already spent the whole of last term babysitting. Now that Lupin had finally taken over this term, he had no desire to have Harry report to his office every day.
He cast a disdainful glance at Sirius, who was drinking tea while watching Harry.
If he had not been certain that Sirius did not have those particular feelings for Harry, he would never have done this.
In his conversations with Sirius, Douglas could clearly tell that Sirius drew a firm distinction between James and Harry. He had heard Sirius say on several occasions:
"His father would never have done that."
"What exactly has Harry been through all these years? Why is his personality nothing like his father's?"
At the time, Douglas had replied casually:
"Boys take after their mothers!"
That had left Sirius speechless for a long time. From then on, Douglas never saw Sirius compare Harry with James again.
After leaving his office, Douglas hung an [Out] sign on the outside of the door, then headed toward the Chamber of Secrets.
The original entrance to the girls' bathroom had already been concealed by magic, and only a specific spell would allow entry.
Once inside, Douglas greeted Moaning Myrtle with practiced ease.
"Good afternoon, Myrtle.