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10. Hobgoblins

"Stubby Boardman," Harry breathed, wondering why this name had sounded familiar.

Sirius shook his head as if trying to unfog it. "He was older than us. He and his friends started a band in their seventh year."

Lupin laughed, even though his eyes were still sad. "They were terrible. They'd play in the Great Hall sometimes—"

"Hang on," Harry said, remembering where he had heard the name. "The Quibbler reckons he's you!" Harry looked at Sirius.

"What?" Sirius and Lupin both said together.

"Yeah, Luna Lovegood was telling me about it on the train. "He reckons that 'Sirius Black,'" Harry made air quotes, "Is really Stubby Boardman on the run."

Sirius let out a single high-pitched laugh. "That is the most absurd thing I've heard in a while."

To the future Stubby Boardman,

Since we've got this large block of time, I figured I'd draft another set of lyrics for the Hobgoblins./

Oh, can you siiiiiiiiing?

Sing it like a crazy niffler

Sounds better than a high-pitched whistler,

Oh-oh, sing it out like an ugly troll

A-singin' through your soul/

Oooh-oooh dance like a grindylow

A Patronus with a blue-white glow

Oooh-oooh dance like a big banshee

A-not a thestral you can't see/

Just let your wand down, feel okay!

Let your wand down, hey hey hey!

I said, let your wand down, your magic is free!

Let your wand down, hey hey hey!/

Jump like a ghoul on fire

Like a house elf that's just been hired,

Ooh-ooh jump like a doxy that's sprayed

Like a dementor out in the day/

Aaaaaah, sing like a hinkypunk

Like a boggart with a big fat rump

Oh-oh sing like a Norwegian Ridgeback

Like a leprechaun content to kick back

Harry narrowed his eyes. "That's just about the worst thing I've ever read. Let your wand down? That's the worst advice anyone could give."

Lupin laughed. "See what I mean?"

Sirius grunted. "And we were all forced to 'free concerts' once a month. Their treat."

Lupin smiled. "Remember that time—"

"Yeah," Sirius cut in, turning to Harry. "James and I replaced the sound system with Screeching Speakers."

Lupin scrunched up his face in the apparently painful memory. "It was even worse than the band." Sirius put down the letter and reached for the next.