Hogwarts: I graduated before the system came

Your medicine can actually make him fat, humph, damn traitor, you don’t deserve this kind of treatment…”

"Snapped!"

Douglas slammed the table hard and said angrily:

"Padfoot, I think you are insulting a good Hufflepuff..."

These days, Douglas no longer invited Hermione to his home, and Harry was alone. Every day, in addition to preparing for the textbooks, he also made plans on how to organize his classmates to investigate the truth.

He figured it would be easy if Hermione was there.

Time soon came to the first day of school.

Harry came to Douglas's house with a sad face.

After breakfast, Douglas asked curiously:

"I remember you've finished your homework, so what are you worried about?"

Harry took out a permission form, looked at Douglas expectantly and said:

"Uncle Vernon and Aunt Petunia refused to sign the permission form. They laughed and said, 'Oh my God, it's a permission form that needs to be signed by a guardian, but we don't look like qualified guardians. Sorry, we are not qualified to sign this form.'"

Douglas took the permission form and said with a smile:

“So, they asked you to come to me?

But unfortunately, they don’t know that in a sense, I am also your guardian.

I have signed this, and if Professor McGonagall disagrees, I will explain to her."

Douglas then wrote directly on the permission form, "I, Douglas Holmes, Harry Potter's cousin, grant him permission to go to Hogsmeade this weekend."

Harry took the form excitedly and carefully put it away.

Douglas took out another small wooden sign, very similar to the one he had given Dudley.

Harry took the wooden sign and looked at Douglas in confusion.

"I thought you were just trying to trick Aunt Petunia and just gave her a random handicraft."

Douglas said disdainfully:

"How could I, a professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts, deceive a Muggle child?

This has the same effect as that one, it will protect you at critical moments..."

Harry put the wooden sign on with satisfaction, and then said seriously:

"Don't worry, cousin, even if you are not in school, I will complete the tasks you assign me seriously.

But I'm still curious, who is the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor? Is he as good as you?"

Douglas said with a strange smile:

"You'll know when you go there!"

Chapter 175 There are still three years until the owls exam

When Dobby dropped Harry off at a secluded corner of King's Cross Station, he went straight back as Douglas requested.

Harry, who was about to enter the station, noticed that Mr. Weasley was standing at the pillar of platform nine, looking around.

When he saw Harry coming over alone pushing his luggage, he walked quickly forward.

Then he looked around and said in a somewhat angry tone:

"Where's Douglas? Didn't I tell the house-elf to tell Douglas to personally escort you here?"

It was the first time Harry had seen Mr. Weasley with such an attitude, but he understood something, so he explained:

"He might be feeling unhappy because he can no longer teach at Hogwarts. Dobby dropped me off and left."

Mr. Weasley finally came to his senses and remembered that Douglas was in charge of Defense Against the Dark Arts. His expression immediately softened.

“Sorry, I almost forgot about this. I’ve been so busy at the ministry lately. I wanted to take advantage of the time when I dropped the kids off to have a good chat with him.

Aha, it’s getting late, Ron and the others have already gone in, let’s talk about it after we get in.”

As he spoke, he pretended to be very interested in the intercity train at Platform 9, and then quickly took Harry across the platform wall.

In the blink of an eye, they passed through the solid metal wall and arrived at Platform 9 and 3/4.

Looking up, I saw the Hogwarts Express, a bright red steam locomotive, spewing

The platform was filled with smoke and was crowded with wizards, both men and women, who were there to take their children to the train.

Harry saw the Weasley family standing not far away, and Mr. Weasley was walking quickly towards his wife with him.

Mrs. Weasley frowned when she saw her husband coming alone with Harry.

Mr. Weasley quickly leaned over to explain in her ear, and Mrs. Weasley's face became a little ashamed again.

In their opinion, not being able to continue teaching at Hogwarts must be a huge blow to Douglas.

After all, he worked so hard last semester.

Harry greeted everyone cheerfully.

Percy glanced around Harry, then looked a little disappointed, and then saw the new female student council president, looking at him with a smile through the car window.

Suddenly, Percy smoothed his hair and his face turned slightly red.

Hermione soon arrived.

Mr. Weasley led the children onto the bus, walking through the crowded compartments until they finally found an empty compartment.

While everyone was putting away their luggage, Mr. Weasley pulled Harry aside and said:

"Before you leave, there's something I must tell you..."

Harry smiled and said:

"No sir, I already know...

In fact, after returning from Diagon Alley that day, my cousin, Professor Holmes, told me everything... including the fact that Black was my godfather."

Mr. Weasley looked at the calm Harry in surprise.

At this time, Mrs. Weasley came over, glared at Mr. Weasley, then smiled and said to Harry:

"Harry, go put your luggage away first."

After Harry left, Mrs. Weasley looked at Mr. Weasley angrily:

"Didn't I tell you the truth would terrify him? The danger is ever-present. Do you really want Harry to go back to school with that shadow in his heart? For heaven's sake, he'd be happier if he kept in the dark."

Mr. Weasley came back to his senses, looked at Mrs. Weasley with a wry smile, and said helplessly:

"Do you think he looks like he's in a state of distress, Molly? I didn't say anything. Douglas has already told him everything, including the fact that Sirius was his godfather..."

Mrs. Weasley covered her mouth in surprise and glanced at Harry, who was playing with the cat.

She complained softly:

"Oh, doesn't Douglas know what kind of people Harry and Ron are..."

Mr. Weasley hugged his wife's shoulders and said comfortingly:

"Maybe Douglas gave Harry some instructions. After all, he used to be Harry's professor, and now he's his cousin. I hope Harry can behave better this semester."

At the urging of the guards, Mr. Weasley and his wife said goodbye to everyone and got out of the car.

As the train slowly started to move, the children said goodbye to their parents and began to discuss their holiday life.

Harry nodded and whispered to Ron and Hermione:

"I need to speak to you privately."

Ginny also wanted to come over, but Ron yelled in dissatisfaction:

"Ginny, go away!"

Ginny huffed, "Okay, no problem."

The three of them walked along the aisle, trying to find an empty compartment, but almost all the compartments were full, except the one at the rear of the car.

There was only an adult man sleeping soundly by the window in the compartment. The three of them were a little curious whether this was the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor.

After all, the Hogwarts Express was mainly a student train, and apart from the witches selling food, you basically didn't see any other adults.

But the other party was wearing a tattered wizard robe with several patches on it.

He curled up there sickly, without any strength left.

Although he looks very young, his light brown hair is already a little gray.

Ron quietly slid the compartment door shut and found a seat away from the window.

He lowered his voice and said:

"Could this be our Defense Against the Dark Arts professor this semester? He looks a lot worse than Professor Holmes.

You two have been staying at the professor's house for so long, and you haven't heard any news?"

Harry whispered:

"My cousin only said that he knew the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor, but he didn't say anything else."

Hermione whispered:

"Professor R.J. Lupin."

Ron and Harry asked in surprise:

"how do you know?"

Hermione replied somewhat helplessly, pointing to the luggage rack above the man's head.

There was a tattered little box, tied up with many ropes, all neatly tied in knots.

Professor RJ Lupin's name was printed on a corner of the box, the letters a little peeling.

Ron sighed silently:

“After all, you took tutoring classes at Professor Holmes’ house during the summer vacation. Even if he’s not competent, your grades shouldn’t be too far behind.

Look at his appearance. A powerful witch might be able to kill him. Oh, what should I do this semester?

I don’t know what happened, but my mother suddenly asked me to get a good grade or above in all the exams this semester.

If she hears anything about me breaking any school rules, she'll definitely take me home... By the way, Harry, what did you want to tell us?"

Harry repeated to the two what Douglas had told him.

After he finished speaking, Ron was stunned, and Hermione covered her mouth with her hand. She also subconsciously glanced at Professor Lupin by the window, as if he had moved just now.

Finally she put down her hands and said:

"Sirius Black escaped to find you? Why has the professor never mentioned this matter in all the time I've been here? He should have known about it a long time ago, and he doesn't seem nervous at all."

Ron interrupted Hermione and said:

"That's Professor Holmes's confidence, of course. He's so powerful. Don't forget he was the one who beat Snape down...

But I am more surprised that Sirius Black is your godfather..."

Harry said disdainfully:

"I don't have that kind of godfather. What matters now is to complete the task assigned to me by my cousin. Do you have any good suggestions?"

Although he was talking about you, Harry's eyes were mainly directed at Hermione.

Hermione scratched her hair and said in annoyance:

"Just let me be quiet first...

I don't understand why the professor would want to organize students to investigate the details of the truth about Sirius Black.

Do you remember what happened with Hagrid? Was Sirius Black wrongly accused?"

Harry reminded:

"My cousin said that Black was not even tried and was directly imprisoned in Azkaban.

So he doesn't care what the results of our investigation are, as long as he can find out the details behind it.