Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

As before, the screaming shed was still chaotic, the wallpaper had fallen off the walls, stains were everywhere on the floor, one piece of furniture was damaged, seemed broken, and the windows were nailed to the board.

Apart from Sirius's brief stay here last year, no one has entered the house for more than thirty years.

Screaming shacks are also known by Hogsmeade residents as haunted houses, and few people come close. But the screams and screams that villagers often hear are actually Lupin's voice in werewolf form, and when he goes to Hogwarts, this is where he has to come every full moon night.

Sirius is familiar with the place, and he tells Ivan, Harry, Hermione about his past in school during the break.

Harry listened extraordinarily seriously, and he wanted to know more about his father.

At noon, the four of them ate at three broomstick bars.

Many students went back to school early, and it's January, and the temperature outside is really too cold for fun.

They didn't see Colin, Ginny and Gabriel, they didn't see Ron, they didn't know where he and Lavender had gone.

This afternoon's exercise, Evan was going to take Hermione with him, and this was the first time he had taken someone else with him.

Ivan was about to make a real long distance move, probably because he had just listened to Sirius' memories, and because of some sadness, he appeared in front of Lupin with Hermione's direct visions inside the Diagonal Alley store.

No surprise, Lupin looks at two people suddenly!

“Good afternoon, Lupin!” Ivan said with a slight smile.

“Hello, Professor!” Hermione looked around and was pleased with Ivan's success.

Just for a moment, the two of them came from Hogsmeade to Diagonal Lane.

“Evan, Hermione, how did you..." Lupin said incredibly, pushing the thick information in front of him aside.

“It's the phantom. We just wanted to see you!” Ivan explained, "I'll be right back! ”

“I heard Sirius say this, and I didn't expect you to learn it so quickly!” Lupington for a moment, "but I think the two of you are being very risky, which is very irrational. Sirius can't help you cheat in the Ministry of Magic, phantom appearance is a dangerous spell, there are many witches every year..."

His words were not finished, and the door to the office was suddenly pushed open.

“Rhymes, who are you talking to?! ”

Coming in is a very young witch dressed in style and very pretty!

She has a peach heart shaped face, very white skin and a pair of bright black eyes that are particularly noticeable.

Like Lupin, she looked at Ivan and Hermione equally astonished, "Huh, who are these two children? ”

“Ivan Mason and Hermione Granger, I told you before!” Lupin gently said, introducing both sides, "This is Nifatora...”

“Rhymes, don't call me Nifatora.” The young witch fought a cold war and said, "It's Tanks! ”

“Nifatora Tanks, she prefers to be called only by her last name.” Lupin finished.

“If your stupid mother called you Nifatora, you'd do the same.” Tanks mumbled, carefully gauging Ivan and Hermione, "So you're the Ivan Mason?! ”

“It's me!” Ivan nodded, similarly looking at the witch across the street, turning out to be this guy.

She should be Sirius' niece by birth.

Her mother, Andromeda, is a member of the Black family, Sirius' cousin. But like Sirius, she was considered a disgrace and traitor because she was born in the ancient and noble Black family and married to a Muggle-born wizard, Ted Tanks.

If Ivan remembers correctly, Tanks should have just become a proud Sirius colleague.

Why did she show up here, as you can see, Lupin had the same question.

“Tanks, why did you come to me?” The corner of his mouth moved slightly and seemed helpless.

“It's the weekend, I'm off, I'm relaxed, I just wanted to see you! ”

The smile in the corner of Lupin's mouth grew helpless and had nothing to do with Tanks.

The two seem familiar, Ivan acutely senses something's wrong, and Tanks seems to be secretly in love with Lupin!

It can be seen that Lupin is also very fond of each other, otherwise it would not be this look.

With Lou Ping's strict character, an irrelevant person would not be allowed to enter his office at random.

“I heard Sirius say that the department has been busy lately, and the Arrows are sending out...”

“Forget it. Until now, that old man of Skringer would only assign me insignificant little things like smuggling crucibles, which is boring to death!” Tanks said indifferently, measuring Ivan and Hermione with great interest, "by the way, you two should be in school, why are you here? ”

“That's because...”

“I get it, it's the phantom!” Tanks didn't seem to think of it, "Sirius told me about it, asking me to cooperate with him on the phantom test list and add your name to it, and I wondered what he was going to do. So you are already learning phantom shaping?! ”

Ivan nodded again, hoping Sirius would do something more covert.

It's best not to let anyone else know about it.

Lupin was also helpless and looked like she had long known it was done in partnership with Sirius.

“Amazing. No wonder people say you're talented!” Tanks joyfully said, "At your age, don't say phantoms, you don't even have a few real spells, my teacher always said...”

“Okay, Tanks, they're going back soon. You sit with Hermione for a while. I have something to say to Ivan.” Lupin said.

“Okay!” Tanks led Hermione to the round table by the fireplace, turning into a pot of tea and cake.

They didn't know what they were talking about, and the next second, Tanks' hair changed from violet blue to bubblegum pink.

“How did you do that?” Hermione asked, looking at her with surprise.

“I'm a disguised Marcus!” She explained, measuring herself with a small mirror, her head turning around, looking at her hair from every angle, "which means I can change my appearance as I please. ”

“I know this magic that can help users change their own morphology, which is a very, very rare spell. ”

“I was born to get the highest score for hiding and disguising without learning when training in Aurora, which is amazing!” Tanks said proudly.