"It was a bet, actually," Remus says with a laugh. There’s an edge of sadness as he glances over at Harry before continuing, speaking mostly to him. "James bet that I couldn’t score an O on the price of stealing your grandfather’s prize ice-scotch. He really underestimated how much I wanted to see him try stealing anything from your grandda. It turned into a whole disaster he had a dickens of a time explaining his way out of."