Hogwarts starts with stealing power.

Professor Trelawney glanced at the twins suspiciously, feeling that their expressions and movements at this moment were very similar to hers.

Perhaps, she and they really have the destiny to become teacher and student?
Professor Trelawney said, "My class does not accept extracurricular tutoring. If you want to study, you can only start as an auditor. Fill out the form first. Auditors will be charged an additional fee..."

She glanced at the form given to them and found that it was the "Material Application Form" she wrote to the school. She immediately pulled it out awkwardly and searched for it among a pile of densely packed papers.

Finally, he still couldn't find the audit application form, so he reluctantly took out two relatively clean pieces of parchment and asked them to write the application on it, and said solemnly:
"After you finish writing, I will submit the application to the school, and you will be able to audit the class soon!"

George and Fred looked at each other. Since they had come to see Professor Trelawney specifically, they would definitely not be limited to being "auditors".

They also need closer connections with their professors.

George's eyes turned, and he suddenly said, "Professor Trelawney, do you know what a 'disciple' is? It's similar to recruiting 'apprentices'. We want to learn real skills from you."

After Trelawney took out the "Material Application Form", she was inspired by the two students and decided to write another one after having already written several.

As she filled out the form, she said perfunctorily, "Any student at Hogwarts who takes my class can learn my divination skills.

I treat all students equally. Divination requires special talents. You can’t learn anything without talents. You can’t blame me. I understand the mentality of you students very well…”

Fred interrupted Trelawney's monologue: "No, Professor, you can think of it as us wanting you to give us some private tutoring to deepen our divination skills."

Trelawney paused as he wrote with his quill. "Private tutoring?"

George smiled and said, "Yes, personal training. We are willing to pay more gold galleons for it."

The three words "Gold Galleons" completely aroused Trelawney's nerves. She rolled her eyes a few times and her expression changed, becoming a little proud and reserved.

“Private tutoring is not impossible. I will teach you my real skills, some secrets that other students cannot learn. However, I cannot guarantee that you will all learn it.

You know, no matter how hard I try, some students are just too dumb. The light behind them is too blurry. Even if the goddess of fate tells her about the future, she can’t hear it…”

George and Fred looked at each other again, and as twins, they seemed to have exchanged some special information at this moment.

They bargained in unison and sang the same tune, even though they had not mentioned the professor's tuition fee from the beginning.

George said with some embarrassment: “Professor, we are very interested in divination, but we are just students and we are short of money.

There were many Weasley brothers, and while my parents were providing for us, our poor brothers and sisters had to use whatever we discarded."

Fred shed two tears at the right moment, squeezed out an exaggerated expression, and said tearfully:

"My poor brothers and sisters, our family is so poor that they can only wear our clothes. The only time they can get a relatively new and clean piece of clothing is during Christmas!"

George: "The most we can offer is 5 gold galleons per section. We can't afford more. We are counting on divination to change my fate."

Fred: "It was the goddess of fate who guided us to you, professor. We are all servants of fate. Ah... the great goddess of fate!"

The expectant expression on Trelawney's face quickly faltered. Only 5 gold Galleons for a private tutoring lesson?

Although she didn't know the market price of private tutoring, for her, 5 gold galleons could not even buy the materials needed for one divination!

Too cheap!

Professor Trelawney patted him on the shoulder in return and said with some sympathy:

"Although the goddess of fate accepts anyone's embrace, those who are too poor cannot hear the guidance of fate. You should give up this path as soon as possible."

George: "Professor, please give us a chance to listen. How many gold galleons does it cost for a tutorial?"

Fred said pitifully, "My poor brothers and sisters..."

Trelawney’s head felt a little swollen for a moment, and all he could hear were “Can it be a little less?”, “My poor brothers and sisters?”, “Can it be a little less?”, “My poor parents who live frugally?”, “Can it be a little less?”, “Follow the guidance of fate, the great Professor Trelawney”.

With a snap, the string called "reason" in my mind suddenly broke.

She muttered, "At least 10 gold Galleons, no less. This is the amount of consumables needed for a divination."

George and Fred said in unison, "Deal, Professor. We are willing to pay 10 gold Galleons for a private divination lesson, and the two brothers will take it together."

George handed Trelawney a piece of parchment at the right time. On it was a contract, and it was unknown when he wrote it.

On the new page, the price of 10 gold galleons has been filled in.

Trelawney signed in a daze, not realizing the deeper meaning. He just felt that 10 coins for one class was not bad.

Apart from the consumables, she could also earn a few more gold galleons.

But when the class started, Trelawney had a vague feeling that he had been cheated.

Shouldn't it be 10 coins per person per class? How come it became 10 coins for two people?
This seems to be no different from the 5 coins per lesson that George proposed at the beginning!

……

Harry finally accepted that his godfather was Sirius Black, and he began to unconsciously collect information about Sirius.

He thought that the Slytherin students must be very familiar with this information, so he wanted to find out more about it.

For some reason, he did not tell Hermione, Draco and Lin Xia that every time he stood in front of these people, he always felt that he was not "upright" enough.

His thoughts were very complicated, but Lin Xia and the others' minds seemed to be easy to see through at a glance. This might be a characteristic of people who like academics.

They never think too much about messy things.

He told Ron his thoughts. Ron's expression was also complicated. He persuaded him: "Harry, your current thoughts are very dangerous."

"Although Sirius is your godfather, his reputation is too bad now. Compared with Draco's guess, I am more inclined to believe that he is a murderer.

You want to get to know him, but what if other people find out and think you are in league with Sirius?"

Harry said expectantly, "Maybe there's some misunderstanding. After all, the Ministry of Magic isn't always reliable, is it? Ron, I still want to investigate."

Ron: "So what do you want to do?"

Harry: "I, I think, first we need to find Slytherin students who are willing to communicate, especially those who obviously know about my relationship with Sirius."

Ron denied it without a second thought: "You want peaceful communication? That's impossible. They would rather stay as far away from you as possible."

Harry: "So what methods can we use to communicate?"

Ron thought about it, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he thought of a solution.
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In the evening, after the Slytherin students had dinner, they returned to the basement.

Well, their common room and dormitories are in the basement.

Ron and Harry used the Invisibility Charm to ambush on the side. Thank God, the Invisibility Charm they learned from wandering around in the past few years worked very smoothly this time. Ron and Harry suddenly had an idea that studying hard on weekdays was not as good as playing around in school.

At least in terms of magic, they can learn more magic by playing around, so it would be better for them to just play around and not learn.

But soon, they thought of Lin Xia and the other three.

As good students who listened carefully in class, these three people learned much more than them, and many of the spells were beyond the syllabus.

Compared to them, their wandering around can only be described as rebellious.

Ron and Harry stood for a long time, their legs aching from standing. From time to time, they switched their left foot to their right foot and their right foot to their left foot. Students passed by one after another, but they endured it without moving.

They had already chosen their man, the one who had questioned Harry to his face before and who seemed to know Sirius very well.

After a long wait, when curfew was about to start, they finally saw the person.

The man walked together with two students. The two students were tall and strong. They were like bodyguards protecting him and listening to his arrogant bragging.

"My family has a cooperative relationship with the Malfoy family. Back then, Draco greeted me and entertained me personally. I even drank the tea he made for me!"

When Ron and Harry saw this person, they immediately perked up and felt that this person's words were not reliable.

Although Draco looks very polite, he is very arrogant in nature. Only Lin Xia and Hermione can drink the tea he makes.

Later, after staying in the laboratory for a long time, Draco would help them make a cup of British-style milk tea.

The taste is not very good, a bit weird.

But it is said that is the flavor that the nobles like to drink, so after drinking it for a while, they got used to it to some extent.

Draco could let down his guard with acquaintances, but with a stranger...

They really couldn't imagine Draco being so servile, it was too magical.

The two tall men said in unison: "The Malfoy family is going to be lonely. Their heir actually went to Hufflepuff."

The little wizard who was surrounded in the middle waved his hands and said, "Forget it, forget it. Hufflepuff is not without its outstanding people."

"It's just luck that Lin Xia was sorted into Hufflepuff. Without Lin Xia, it's still nothing. The students there are all stupid!"

Ron couldn't help but mutter, "They always win first place in the House Cup every year, and it's not because of the extra points from Lin Xia and Draco. In the lower grades, the overall quality of Hufflepuff is much better than that of students from other houses."

Harry agreed habitually: "You are right."

Suddenly, the three men paused, and the wizard in the middle asked, "Did you hear anyone talking?"

The other two nodded to each other.

The little wizard in the middle said to himself, "Impossible. How many people dare to come to our basement? Besides, the common room is in front of us. The big snake outside the door is scary."

But a second later, the little wizard slapped himself in the face.

After Ron spoke to Harry carelessly, he held his breath and watched the three little wizards motionlessly.

After hearing that they were exposed, he went around behind them without saying a word and hit them with a long club, knocking the three little wizards unconscious.

But soon, they were shaken awake and found themselves in the Potions classroom in the basement, with their hands and feet tied and their mouths covered.

Two men in black appeared in front of them, and the little wizard was so scared that his body trembled.

Ron followed the method he had seen in movies and TV series and first said to each of the little wizards:
"Tell us anything you know about Sirius Black, and I'll let you go if you tell me what you know.

But if you don't cooperate, I will send you to meet the god of death immediately!"

Ron felt that his tone was not fierce enough, so he "hehehe" a few more fiercely.

The three little wizards all nodded like quails.

He first released the mouth of the first little wizard. The little wizard screamed in fear and was immediately knocked unconscious by Harry.

The little wizard fainted instantly.

Ron scared them that they couldn't see each other. The little wizards were tied up in a vertical row, and they started asking questions from the back. The people in the front couldn't see what was happening to the people behind them.

Ron specifically said: "This one is disobedient, his brains have been beaten out, change to the next one."

Intimidated by this, the little wizard dared not to create a demon. After the second little wizard's mouth was released, he said honestly:
“I only know that he is the heir of the Black family, a very old noble family with countless wealth in Gringotts.

If Black doesn't take the money out, Gringotts will swallow it, which is a huge waste."

Harry asked in a deliberately inflected voice, "I heard he likes killing people."

The young wizard stammered, "I, I don't know. That's what the Ministry of Magic said, but I heard that all the dead people were from the Ministry of Magic. They couldn't find the murderer, so they blamed it on Sirius."

Harry continued, "So no one saw Sirius kill anyone himself?"

"No, no. Even if there is, I can't tell. Everyone who has seen Black has been killed."

Harry covered the young wizard's mouth again and did not stun him.

They looked at the last little wizard, the one who had personally asked Harry that day if he would hook up with Sirius and let him kill them.

His mouth was opened and the little wizard told all the news in fear.

"I don't know anything about Black. I was instructed by my father to spread rumors about Sirius being scary in Hogwarts. I don't know anything about Black..."

Harry felt a little disappointed, but still didn't give up.

"You don't know, but your parents must know. What did your parents say?"

The young wizard shook his head frantically: "They don't know either. I only heard from my parents that in a battle, many people in the Order of the Phoenix died. It is suspected that someone inside reported the traitor. In the end, they thought it was Sirius Black who disappeared at the critical moment. The leak

As soon as Black appeared, he was spotted by the Ministry of Magic, who arrested him and convicted him quickly. The process of conviction was too fast, which was somewhat unlike the style of the Ministry of Magic.

They didn't even hire a lawyer for Blake, and no one wanted to listen to what he had to say. Everyone was so panicked at the time that they just wanted to push one person out so that the public could vent their emotions.

These are what my parents said, I don’t know anything, I don’t know what they are talking about…”

Before Harry could ask anything else, the young wizard fainted. (End of this chapter)