"Hmm, so that maniac wanted to put you in a tournament. Brat do not worry, in two years, I can get you to win any tournament in such a low-level area, and I will, despite your impossibly bad perception. But there is something about what you said that I do not understand. Someone like him does not care much about places like this. So why did he come to a place like this and talk to someone like you, and not only did he talked to you, why did he give you one of the Divine Octal? This is very unreasonable. Even though he is crazy and unpredictable, he is not crazy enough to give someone from the Divine Octal to someone as weak as you. Does the reason for him doing this...? Or!"
After talking this much, Sirius suddenly paused as if something had come to his mind, his voice got serious and he continued to talk: "Brat, did the person you were talking about who wanted to put you in a tournament say why he wanted this?"