After explaining everything, Andy went back to the lab and cleaned up the place briefly.
For example, the two wands, the cauldron for making polyjuice potion, the information and books on magic transfiguration, as well as some potion materials used for magic transfiguration, and so on.
These were all things that could not be seen by Dumbledore.
As for the rest, it didn't matter.
Let's just say it was specially prepared for the purpose of capturing Sirius.
After tidying up the lab, Andy went to the prison to reawaken Sirius.
"Well ..."
Sirius rubbed his head and spat, "What an annoying brat."
Andy transfigured a chair for himself and sat outside the prison, "I've written to Dumbledore, so until he gets here, it's best if you keep things as they are."
"And ... I want to talk to you."
Sirius snorted at that, "Talk to me? What do you, a clever Ravenclaw, have to talk to me, a stupid Gryffindor?"
That's a lot of resentment!
Andy had to remind, "Don't forget that you are worth 10,000 gold Galleons. Giving you to Dumbledore caused me to suffer heavy losses. And the reason why I did it was purely out of the justice of my heart."
Sirius: "..."
Andy continued, "Let's talk about Dementors! You've been in Azkaban for so long, you should know something about them, right?"
Sirius frowned, "What's there to talk about those disgusting things? They're cloaked and their whole bodies look like they've been soaked in water. They have no five senses, only a hole where their mouth would be."
"Wherever they pass, they suck the joy out of you and remind you of the most horrible things. On top of that, they can devour other people's souls."
Sirius' tone was casual, but Andy could still hear his fear of dementors.
'There are no five senses, so they can't see the outside world. Because of that, they don't care about a big black dog.'
Sirius' words reached Andy's ears and automatically took on a different meaning, 'They can automatically absorb the happy emotions of humans. And since the mind originates from the soul, when their power is strong to a certain extent, they can devour human souls.'
'Hmm ...'
Andy pondered for a moment and asked, "Animals also have emotions, let alone animals turned from humans. Why can't the Dementors sense the emotions of Animagus?"
Sirius looked at Andy with an odd gaze, "True Ravenclaw."
Andy didn't say anything, just waited patiently for Sirius' answer.
"I don't know!"
Sirius said matter-of-factly, "I've never studied any of this, and I'm not interested in Dementors."
Andy wanted to complain.
Stupid Gryffindor, what the hell is going on in your head?
"How about continuing on about Dementors then?"
Andy said, "You can say what you think about them, aka what you have observed in your day-to-day life. Anyway, just say anything."
Sirius wasn't displeased; in fact, he wanted to talk to a human, even if it meant talking about disgusting Dementors.
"Well ... Dementors can communicate, they have some intelligence, but not much."
Sirius said as he reminisced, "Also, Dementors don't have physical bodies, muggles can't see them."
"Well ... they have a strange way of communication. By the way, I've heard before that they rely on scent and emotion to tell people apart, but can't tell exactly which one you are."
"That's about it!"
"I was locked up in a cell, and I don't usually see them at all."
Andy nodded.
Sirius wasn't saying much, and it was a jumbled mess. But to Andy, it was all valuable information.
Because no one had ever studied dementors, the books described them poorly.
No physical body, Muggles can't see them ...
Andy judged that Dementors were most likely an aggregation of souls and emotions, as well as derivative magical creatures from studying the Obscurus and Patronus Charm.
In the two years since he had learnt magic, Andy had already seen too many products of mind-magic fusion - the mind replacing the soul and the magic creating the body.
It was only that most of the magical creatures made from the fusion of mind and magic power were a bit abnormal mentally.
But there was no doubt that this was a path of magic with an extremely high ceiling.
If it was further fused with Dumbledore's magical concept, which was the 'power of love', Andy felt that this power might be able to cross dimensions and allow wizards to touch the power of higher dimensions.
"Do they have a lifespan, and how do they reproduce the population?" Andy asked again.
"I don't know!"
Sirius said, "I didn't observe any of this."
Andy: "..."
Okay!
"Right!"
Andy suddenly asked, "Can I borrow the magic books you have at home?"
"Feel free to look!"
Sirius said generously, "The Black family's old mansion is at twelve Grimmauld Place in London, where no one has lived for a long time, and there is no danger in the house."
"The study is on the fourth floor ... I have to say that the Black family has quite a collection of books, and there are a lot of precious unique editions, so if you want to read any books, you can go and find them by yourself!"
Those books were all something insignificant to Sirius.
Not to mention anything else, Andy was the first one to suspect that he was possibly wrongly accused and was willing to believe his explanation - even though Andy's attitude wasn't exactly friendly, it was very touching to Sirius.
Not only those books but even the ten thousand gold Galleon reward for his wanted notice from the Ministry of Magic, he was also willing to compensate Andy.
Andy: "..."
At this moment, there were only three words in Andy's mind.
Super Prodigal Son!
To be honest, if Andy's son in the future was also a Prodigal Son like Sirius, Andy would rather goo him to the wall.
"Thanks!"
Andy's tone was much better, "I'm very interested in those books, I can't even wait to see them."
Sirius spread his hands, "I think we can be quiet for a while. To be honest, I'm not really used to talking to Ravenclaws."
Andy raised an eyebrow, "We could talk about something else. Well ... do you like duelling? When you've cleared your name, we can duel!"
"Ha! That would be great!"
As if Sirius was afraid that Andy would back out, he immediately provoked, "Little guy, don't be beaten to tears."
"Are you talking about yourself?" Andy immediately retorted sarcastically.
Sirius showed his teeth and laughed, "How is one duel enough, we should duel at least ten times."
Andy said, "I think duelling fifty times is better."
"I think a hundred times is better!" Sirius immediately raised the price.
"Three hundred times!" Andy said.
"Five hundred times!" Sirius said in a fraction of a second.
"Then it's a deal!" Andy immediately clapped his hands and closed the deal!
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