Harry Potter’s Book of Sin Chapter 118: “How to appease a mad dog”
When the Gryffindor common room was messing around again, Maca, who was rushing back from the "Snow Witch", had just walked into the secret road leading to the beating willow.
But when he walked halfway with his head down while holding the vial with condensed sand, a dark figure suddenly appeared in his line of sight.
Maca was suddenly thrown to the ground by the black shadow, and the bottle in his hand fell to the ground, rolling all the way to the corner of the stone wall of the secret road.
Fortunately, the potion bottle is quite strong, not only did it not break, but the condensed sand inside shined brightly because of the violent collision.
This time Maca can see clearly that it is not someone else who is stepping on him, it is Sirius Black in the form of Animagus-the thin but large black dog.
Maca immediately struggled to draw out his wand, but was slapped flying by the claw of Black who had been staring at him.
"Who are you! Why are you here?" Maca pretended to be panicked. He kept struggling, but the strength of the black dog was so strong that he could not move.
At this time, the black dog looked back—he was looking in the direction of Hogwarts Castle.
Suddenly, Maca's brain quickly analyzed the situation.
To be honest, this encounter with Black in the secret path was not only beyond Maca's expectations, but also within his grasp.
During this time, Maca went back and forth in Hogwarts, always using this secret path. In fact, he has also been wondering whether he will "coincidentally" with Black here?
But anyway, as long as you meet Black here, the other party must have done something or wanted to do something.
At this moment, Blake is running out in a hurry, which is obviously finished-and has no gain.
He was thinking about it, but the other party was so anxious that he opened his mouth and bit Maca’s collar and dragged him outside.
Maca glanced at the wand that was getting further and further away from him, but did not resist much, letting Blake drag him away when he came quickly.
He stared at the top wall of the secret tunnel motionlessly, like a kid who was frightened by the situation just now.
Black dragged him all the way to the screaming shed, and then the opponent changed back into a human form.
"Fluorescence flashes." Black said in a hoarse voice.
The last time I was in the woods was too dark, and Maca hadn't seen it clearly yet, this time he had seen it really.
This is a tall man with black hair and gray eyes, but his long prison life has made him look very thin, and his hair has long been tangled together in a mess.
A beard seemed to be scorched by fire, curled up against his dirty face. If you go to Hollywood to play a street sleeper, you don’t need makeup.
Maca also noticed that the wand in his hand was also changed, it was not his original one.
"Sirius Black!" Maca tried to make her eyes rounded, pretending to be terrified.
"Don't pretend to be," Black snorted impatiently, "You can lie to children with your acting skills."
Maca is really surprised this time, what did he know?
Fortunately, Black's next words made him secretly relieved.
"McLean, you are Harry's friend, I know that." He frowned and said quickly, "I don't care how you found this secret path, but you see me now... I definitely can't let you go back...at least not for the time being."
He almost uttered the villain’s classic line "You will ruin my good deeds".
I have to say that Black, who spent a full 12 years in Azkaban, always blames himself for what happened back then. Until the summer vacation at the end of last semester, Ron's father won the annual award of the "Daily Prophet" without fail, and traveled to Egypt for a month.
What's more coincidental is that the mouse that was all right to look for trouble happened to be photographed in the photo, and it appeared in the "Prophet Daily" news!
Just like that, the filming of the mad dog hunting down the skinny rat officially started this year...
Black is a man with a hidden pride. He is willing to blame the death of good friends and his wife on himself, and he is willing to take care of the real murderer alone.
For this, he even shouldered all the infamy--he didn't care!
Right now, Blake's arrogant and conceited problem has committed again. He stretched out his wand and pointed at Maca, as if he was about to put a curse to restrict his movement in the next second.
"You don't want Harry to think that his godfather is a murderer?" Maca stared into his eyes and asked suddenly.
Black's hand holding the wand trembled slightly, but he immediately stabilized.
"So what! I just want to bite that **** rat to death!" Black's eyes flashed with madness, and he shouted loudly, "All petrified!"
This **** lunatic!
Maca immediately rolled aside, and a cloud of dust splashed up.
"Apart from hatred and self-blame in your mind, there is nothing else in your mind!" After realizing that he was not hit, he immediately continued, "Think of your godson! Think of Harry! He is already. It’s been 13 years since I lost my parents!"
Black's movements stiffened, and a tangled look appeared on his face.
Maca took the opportunity to turn over, ignore the dust covered in the body, and hit the railroad while it was hot: "Don’t you think you should do your best as a godfather? You should know that his aunt’s family treats him a little Children are not good-what he needs now is a relative who loves him and cares for him everywhere!"
Having said that, Maca stood up and walked up to Black without hesitation.
"Furthermore, what is it to catch Peter? Killing him is even for Uncle Potter and—" Maca paused suddenly, then took it again, "... and Aunt Lily avenged him. Right?"
is really embarrassing, I almost didn’t remember what Harry’s mother was called...
Fortunately, Black didn't notice this. He glared at Maca, and yelled furiously: "It's revenge! Revenge! Peter betrayed us, betrayed the Potters! You won't understand--"
At this moment, Maca grabbed Blake's dirty collar, and said loudly, "What is Voldemort! You just talk about it!"
"Voldemort? Isn't he dead?" Black was stunned.
"Aren't you underestimating Voldemort?" Maca felt that he should write a book with the title "How to Appease a Mad Dog".
He pushed Black lightly and loosened the collar of his collar—he didn't want to feel the smooth touch any longer.
"Let me just say that, Voldemort returns again, it is only a matter of time." Maca calmly said, "In fact, as early as the year Harry and I entered school, he had already appeared once..."
Maca briefly talked about the end of the first grade, and Black's face also became gloomy.
"Sorry, I was really too impulsive—" He frowned, but he stopped in the middle of the conversation, "Wait! Why did you know Peter he—"
"The average lifespan of a mouse is 1 to 3 years, what do you think?" Maca waved his hand casually, "Besides, the pseudonym on your map of the spot is too uncomfortable. Wouldn't it be a good idea to spend more time?"
Black blinked with embarrassment on his face.
"That..." He thought for a while, and said, "Do you really think that the traitor back then was not me, but Peter?"
Maca nodded and said: "At least I inferred this way, and I have no doubt about the magic theory I have...Huh? You eavesdropped on the conversation between me and the professors in the three broomsticks. ?"
's self-directed and self-acted scene obviously worked well. After all, from Black’s point of view, what Maca said on that day were all "inadvertently" revealed "true thoughts".
In terms of Black’s current situation, it is not easy to have an ally-he will definitely not miss it.
"Then can you do me a favor?"
As expected, Black spoke.
But his old conceited problem may not be able to change-he just asked Maca to help him pay attention to Peter Pettigrew's movements, and find the opportunity to tell him, that's all.
To be honest, this is not what Maca wants. In Maca's view, this is really unsafe.
Fortunately, the main purpose of Maca is not here. What's more, how does he need to notify Black in advance, do you know?
"Uncle Black, there is one more thing I have to ask you..." Maca approached Black ~ IndoMTL.com~ whispered.
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That night, neither of the people in Hogwarts Castle nor the Gryffindor tower slept.
Everyone knows that the castle has been searched again, and the entire Gryffindor College is staying in the common room, waiting to hear if Black has been caught.
At dawn, Professor McGonagall returned, and she told everyone that Black had escaped again.
The next day, wherever they went, they saw security measures strengthened.
Professor Flitwick is teaching everyone who guards the front door to identify with a **** photo; Filch is suddenly rushing back and forth in the corridor, from the small crack in the wall to the mouse hole, he nailed it to death with a wooden board. .
And Sir Cadogan, whose brain was filled with oil and glue, was sacked-his portrait was put back on the lonely landing on the eighth floor.
Then again, the fat lady came back.
They professionally repaired the fat lady, but she was still extremely nervous. It is conditional for her to come back to work-she demanded that she must be extra protected.
I don’t know it was the professor who decided to hire a bunch of rude dwarfs to protect her. They walked in the corridor at threatening steps, muttering, comparing the size of the sticks in their hands.
Harry accidentally noticed that the statue of the one-eyed witch on the fourth floor was still unguarded and not enclosed.
Fred and George — of course, now Harry, Ron, and Hermione — they think they are the only people who know that there is a secret passage in the statue, at least it seems that it is right for now.
"Do you say who we should tell?" Harry asked Ron.
"We know he didn't come from the Honey Duke," Ron said without thinking. "If someone breaks into that store, we'll hear about it."