i sold arms at hogwarts

Action is worse than a heartbeat. Seeing that Harry was already moved, Remy immediately led Harry to put his idea into action.

Half-decided, Harry followed Remy to the kitchen and asked the omnipotent house elf to order a cake of the same style or even the same size as Scabbers. During the ordering process, Harry played a decisive role - he was very fond of Scabbers. Appearance is more understanding.

When Remy and Harry returned to the dormitory with the cake, the door to the dormitory that had been damaged by Principal Dumbledore had been replaced by a new one by the omnipotent house elf. It was said that the original one was too damaged and could not be repaired.

Ron had already gone to bed, but he was not asleep.

When Remy and Harry placed the same cake with Scabbers in front of Ron, who looked as pale as if he was terminally ill. Ron jumped up from the bed excitedly, and his face instantly returned to rosy, and even revealed a faint red light. Even the eyes are red.

Combined with his red hair, Remy boldly deduced that Ron must have awakened the ancient magical bloodline of the Weasley family-the blood of mad war-in his excitement!

Maybe this bloodline has some side effects common to the bloodlines of the Mad War series. Ron, who had awakened the bloodline, hugged Remy and kept patting Remy on the back. He started with some carelessness, destroying the automatic defense mechanism of the magic weapon. All triggered.

If he had used less strength, he might have hurt Remy, but after activating the automatic defense mechanism of the magic weapon, Remy didn't feel anything at all.

This made Remy a little touched, thinking that Ron was really a good friend, and even when he was so emotionally upset, he didn't forget to think about him.

But then I thought about it, he was quite a friend himself, and even specially sent a cake to Ron.

"Thank you so sweetly! Remy!" Ron said after calming down slightly, still with red eyes.

"You're welcome, this is what I should do~" Remy shook his hair: "Do you want to eat Scabbers' head or Scabbers' tail first?"

"Eat your uncle!"

puff!

After scooping up the cake and slapping it heavily on Remy's head, Ron's mood eased a little.

however……

"Okay, I'm going to meet Peter Pettigrew later... I think my dad will be very happy to find a brother from the magical world." Remy said calmly.

Ron's anger level was instantly full, and he roared loudly: "Shut up! Don't mention that thing in front of me again!"

Seeing that Ron was really going to explode, Harry quickly covered Remy's mouth before Remy could say anything else.

The joke can still be considered a joke until now, but it will go too far if it continues.

"Remy, you'd better use your smart brain to help me figure out how to find Sirius Black." Harry changed the topic and said: "I think he will come to me, and he may even have come to Hogwart. It’s crazy!”

"Where can I find a good solution? But if you need it, I can write you a note so that at least you won't be affected by the Dementors during the search," Remy said.

Harry was stunned for a moment: "Really or not? You can still order dementors?"

Remy didn't speak, but walked to the window, opened it and whistled outside.

Five seconds later, a large group of Dementors rushed out of the window with billowing black smoke and floated quietly. Even if there was a heavy downpour above their heads, no one was restless.

The sudden appearance of the dementors frightened everyone. Even Ron, who had successfully transformed into a berserker, shrank to the side. It was doubtful that he would have hid under the bed if he was not in bed now.

Harry was the only one who was relatively calm. Remy suspected that he was ignorant and fearless - he didn't meet any Dementors making out with him on the train.

"These people are my friends. Don't embarrass them when you meet them in the future. Especially this one named Harry Potter. He may have to move around the school frequently due to some things in the future. Please take care of him. If you let him I found out that he was hurt by your companions, so I took off your skin and made you a skeleton soldier, do you hear me?" Remy pointed at Harry and said.

All the dementors nodded, and then all turned to look at Harry.

The gazes from a large group of Dementors immediately chilled Harry's heart, and a sense of creepiness ran from his tailbone all the way down his spine to his heavenly cap.

After a shock, Harry came back to his senses, forced a smile, and waved his hands at the dementors to say hello. A large group of dementors hurriedly extended their hands and waved in return.

However, it was okay that they didn't raise their hands. When they raised their hands, in Harry's eyes, it was completely a skeleton hand bone shaking, and Harry's face changed drastically in fright.

"Okay, let me inform you... Oh, by the way." Remi, who was about to close the window, suddenly opened it again: "If you find the fugitive, don't rush to arrest him... I know you will fulfill your duties and will not let him go. Pass him, but remember to come over and inform me first... or Harry before you officially capture him. Do you understand?"

All the dementors nodded without any objection at all.

After closing the windows to keep out the wind and rain, all the Dementors saluted Remy and then disappeared into the heavy rain.

It wasn't until they disappeared that everyone in the dormitory breathed a sigh of relief. Harry looked grateful and seemed to want to say something, but after hesitation, he only said thank you.

Maybe he has experienced too many things today that have drained his ability to express himself in language. It is always difficult to speak high-sounding words when he has really mixed feelings.

After chatting with a few people about the holiday, asking them about their opinions on Wizard Auto Chess and doing some market research, and finally eating and drinking, Remy left the dormitory and headed to his own dormitory with satisfaction.

This year he is not a Gryffindor, this year he is a Hufflepuff.

Although Harry had some reservations and said that Remy's bed was still there and he could stay here for a night, but Remy said that it would be better to go back to his college's dormitory to rest on the first day of the new school year.

On the way back, Remy met Mr. Filch. This year's Mr. Filch was a little different. When he saw Remy, who could be considered a "night-walker", he not only did not stop Remy, but he also did not avoid him. He spoke generously and Remy said hello and continued patrolling.

This made Remy stunned for a moment, and he couldn't help but wonder if Principal Dumbledore had said something to him that caused him to give up on Remy.

This feeling of being given up on treatment made Remy both happy and depressed. He always felt that this would make his campus life less fun.

"Humans, it's just that they want to break free when being stared at. But when no one pays attention to them, they want to be noticed again. It's so difficult~"

After shaking his head and returning to the dormitory, Remy went to take a hot bath first to wash away the fatigue of the journey and also wash away the emotions that were there but not there.

After taking a shower, Remy returned to the room, lay on the soft big bed, and quickly fell asleep.

That night, it was windy and rainy.

This night, there was lightning and thunder.

This night, I have a sweet dream.