From Azkaban to Hogwarts.

Just as Gold Coin responded, Lupin, sitting in the passenger seat, turned his head and glanced at Sirius, who was squeezed in the back. "Bigfoot, what made you decide to buy a car?"

“I actually prefer motorcycles,” Sirius said, putting his arm around Harry’s shoulder and winking at Lupin. “It’s just that I can’t bring the gold coins with me then, and, to be honest, after working at the firm for so long, some people are saying that if I don’t buy one soon, I’ll be letting down the firm’s reputation…”

Lupin gave a helpless yet warm smile. "Okay—by the way, it's closed for the time being, right?"

"Well, I sent out the closure notice as soon as your letter arrived," Sirius said with a hint of helplessness. "Actually, I'm not afraid of them..."

“I know you’re not afraid, but what about Harry?” Lupin’s expression turned serious. “This time, the American wizarding world has seen another coup, and a large number of Death Eaters have escaped, including some of the most vicious ones. Don’t forget about the Longbottoms…”

At this point, Lupin stopped talking—Neville was Harry's roommate, and he shouldn't have brought it up.

"The Longbottoms? Are they Neville's parents?"

"Yes…"

Lupin sighed. He knew Harry's personality all too well. It would have been better if he hadn't said anything, because now he would have had to give him an explanation. "They've been through something very bad. They're not dead, but they're close to it, so don't discuss it or mention it to Neville."

"Yes, I understand, Professor Lupin."

To change the subject of this awkwardness, Sirius Black immediately asked a question that most students dislike.

"By the way, Harry, this is your year of OWLs, how did the exam go?"

"I'm very confident in self-defense techniques, potions, and shapeshifting, but when it comes to divination..."

Harry scratched his head. He thought that Snape had gone to America to deal with the Death Eaters after the Dark Lord's death in order to clear his name—at least that's what he believed.

But, with or without Snape, his Divination lessons were pretty much the same...

"Oh, that one, you have four O's: Self-Defense, Potions, Transfiguration, and Charms; Astronomy and History of Magic are A's; Divination is P's; and the rest of your subjects are E's."

Lupin leaned back in his chair, mercilessly spoiling the plot.

"what?"

Harry's mouth dropped open. "Wait, Professor Lupin, weren't the results supposed to come out over the summer?"

"That's how it is for the other students, but we'll know your grades after the exam—Professor William and Professor Marchban are very familiar with each other, but I haven't told you yet."

"I was actually looking forward to half a holiday..."

"Aren't you going to ask other people?"

Lupin glanced at Harry, who seemed a little down, and teased him.

"Then... what score is Qiu?"

'If I could find out, I could brag about it to her in the letter!'

Harry sat up abruptly.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Professor William only asked about you."

Lupin gave a playful smile, then exchanged a glance with Sirius, and the two of them simultaneously revealed a sly grin.

Seeing Harry angrily turn away and ignore the two of them, Sirius chuckled and asked Lupin, "By the way, why didn't you invite Professor William this year?"

"Wasn't it all caused by those Death Eaters?" Lupin sighed. "You know, right when we were taking the OWLs exams, there was another coup in the American magical world. It's still a mess. Professor William went there on his vacation to see if he could find any clues."

Lupin lowered his voice, "According to Professor William's speculation, if those Death Eaters are still as resentful as before, they will attack the Aurors just like they did more than a decade ago—of course, Karkaroff, you, Harry, and Professor Moody are all in danger and could be attacked. That's why I wrote to you."

"Is it because of Voldemort?"

Harry got interested and stopped hiding there pretending to be invisible.

“Yes, it’s because of Voldemort,” Lupin remarked casually, which Sirius immediately caught.

"Wait, Moonface, you?"

Sirius knew him too well; whenever Lupin was evasive, there was always something he wasn't saying. "You were involved?"

"Oh right, yes, you disappeared that day with Professor William and Dumbledore!"

Harry suddenly realized something.

“Shh, I offered a tiny bit of help,” Lupin blinked, laughing in his sleep whenever he thought about it.

"They didn't even invite me!"

Sirius said with a hint of jealousy, he had always thought that Dumbledore and the Aurors were working together, but he never expected that Lupin would personally participate in the revenge.

"It happened suddenly, and I didn't know the whole plan. Only Professor William and Dumbledore knew the whole plan. Of course, this information cannot be given to reporters or the media. Professor William instructed us that our office's funding will depend entirely on this."

He wanted to say more, but the name of the Dark Lord had already made the driver's hands tremble—Voldemort had only recently died, and everyone hadn't yet accepted the fact.

“We’ll talk about the rest when we get back—and Harry, stop calling the Dark Lord’s name! The gold coins are about to tip over!”

-

"The students at Hogwarts have mostly dispersed, but I can't track them closely because the Ministry of Magic has people around."

"However, we have already found Harry Potter's home address in the Muggle world from some information, and we can make our move tonight."

"Well then, get ready. With so many students going home today, it's the busiest time for the Ministry of Magic. They won't be able to react as quickly as they would at night."