Harry Potter’s Book of Sin

When the Gryffindor common room was once again in a mess, Marx, who was rushing back from the “snow witch”, had just entered the secret passage to Whomping Willow.

But when he held a vial with condensed sand and walked halfway down his head, a black shadow appeared in his sight.

Marx was suddenly thrown to the ground by the 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 passage.

Fortunately, the potion bottle is quite strong, not only did it not break, but the condensed sand inside was even more ray of light due to the violent collision.

This time Marx saw it clearly. It wasn’t someone else who was on him. It was Sirius Black in the form of Animagus, the thin black dog.

Marx immediately struggled to pull out the wand, but was kept staring at his Black paw.

“Who are you! Why are you here?” Marx pretended to be a pair of one’s head out of fear. He struggled, but the black dog’s strength was so great that he could not move to a single step.

At this time, the black dog looked back and looked at him – he was looking at the direction of Hogwarts Castle.

Suddenly, Marx’s brain quickly analyzed the situation at hand.

To be honest, this encounter with Black in the secret passage was not only expected by Marx, but it was in his grasp.

During this time, Marx went back and forth to Hogwarts, always using this secret passage. In fact, he has been pondering whether he will be “accidentally” with Black here.

But in any case, as long as you meet Black here, the other party must have done something or want to do something.

At this point, Black is rushing out, and it’s obviously already done – and it’s not harvested.

He was pondering, but the other party was very anxious. It was Zhang mouth biting Marx’s collar and dragging him directly to the outside.

Marx glanced at the wand that was getting farther and farther away from him, but did not resist much, letting Black drag the way he came quickly.

He squinted at the top of the secret passage, as if he was a child who was scared by the situation.

Black dragged him all the way to Shrieking Shack, and the other person changed back to human form.

“Lumos.” Black said in a hoarse voice.

The last time I was too dark in the woods, Marx didn’t see it clearly. This time he could see it as a real thing.

This is a black hair gray, tall man, long-term prison life makes him look rather thin, and his hair has long been tangled together.

A beard is like a fire, and his dirty face is curled up. If you go to Hollywood to play a street-walking tramp, you don’t need makeup.

Marx also noticed that the wand in his hand was also changed, it was not his original one.

“Sirius Black!” Marx tried to round his eyes and pretend to be terrified.

“Don’t pretend,” Black said coldly snorted impatiently. “On your acting skills, you can lie to children.”

This time Marx was really surprised. What did he know?

Fortunately, Black’s next words made him secretly relaxed.

“McLorne, you are a friend of Harry, I know that.” He frowned, quickly said, “I don’t care how you found this secret passage, but you see me now… I can’t let it You went back… at least not for the time being.”

He just said the classic line of the villain that “you will break my good deeds”.

I have to say that Black who spent the entire 12 year in Azkaban is always blaming for the things of the year. Until the summer of last semester, Ron’s father won the annual award of “Daily Prophet” and traveled to Egypt for a month.

Even better, the rat Scabbers, who had nothing to look for, happened to be photographed in the photo and boarded the news of “Daily Prophet”!

In this way, the mad dog chasing the squirrels is officially started this year…

Black is a man who hides his pride. He is willing to blame the death of his buddy and his wife, and he is willing to defend his true murderer with his own strength.

To this end, even do not hesitate to bear all the nickname – he does not care!

Right now, Black is proud of his own arrogance. He stretches out wand and points to Marx. It seems that he will put a curse on action in the next second.

“You don’t want Harry to think that his godfather is a murderer?” Marx stared at his eyes and suddenly asked.

Black held wand’s hand and shivered, but he immediately stabilized.

“That’s how! I just want to kill the damn rat!” Black’s eyes flashed wildly, he shouted loudly, “Petrificus Totalus!”

This damn madman!

Marx immediately rolled to the side, and a dusty splash began.

“In your mind, besides hatred and self-blame, there is nothing else!” He continued to say after he was not hit, “Think about your godson! Think of Harry! He has lost his parents. A full 13 year!”

Black’s movements were stiff, and his face had a tangled expression.

Marx took the opportunity to turn over, regardless of the dust, and hit the railroad: “Do you not think that you should do your duty as a godfather? You should know that his aunt’s family is not good for him. – What he needs now is a loved one who hurts him and loves him everywhere!”

Having said that, Marx stood up and walked to Black with the slightest hesitation.

“Moreover, what is it to catch Peter? If you kill him, even for Potter Uncle and -” Marx is suddenly paused, then he picks up again, “…and Lily Aunt revenge?”

Really, I didn’t remember what happened to Harry’s Mother…

Fortunately, Black didn’t notice this. He glared at Marx with his eyes open and yelled in anger: “It’s revenge! Revenge! Peter betrayed us and betrayed Mr. and Mrs. Potter! You won’t understand -“

Just then, Marx grabbed Black’s dirty collar and shouted: “What about Voldemort! You talk about it!”

“Voldemort? Isn’t he dead?” Black stunned.

“Are you too small to see Voldemort?” Marx felt that he should write a book called “How to Comfort a Mad Dog”.

He pushed Black gently and loosened his collar – the slippery touch he didn’t want to continue feeling.

“I just said it, Voldemort is back again, it’s just a matter of time.” Marx calmly said, “In fact, he had already seen it once in the year when I entered school with Harry…”

Marx talked about the end of First Year, and Black’s face was gloomy a lot.

“Sorry, this is really too impulsive for me -” he frowned, but halfway but he paused. “Wait! Why do you know Peter?”

“The average lifespan of rat is 1 to 3 years, what do you say?” Marx arbitrarily waved his hand. “Moreover, your pseudonym on Marauder’s Map is too uncomfortable, and it takes a little extra effort. Not good?”

Black blinked his eyes.

“That…” He thought about it, started talking. “Do you really think that the traitor was not me, but Peter?”

Marx nodded said: “At least I inferred it, and I am convinced of the Magical Theory I have mastered… Well? You oversaw the conversation between the Three Broomsticks Inn, my professors?”

The self-directed and acting show obviously worked well. After all, from the perspective of Black, the things that Marx said on the day were all “real thoughts” revealed by “inadvertently”.

In the current situation of Black, it is really not easy to have an ally – he will never miss it.

“So can you do me a favor?”

Sure enough, Black spoke up.

But his arrogant old problem may not be changed – he just asked Marx to help him pay attention to Pettigrew Peter’s movements and look for opportunities to tell him, nothing more.

To be honest, this is not what Marx wants. In Marx’s opinion, this is really unsafe.

Fortunately, the main purpose of Marx is not here. What’s more, what should he do, but also need to inform Black to know in advance?

“Black Uncle, there is one more thing I have to ask you…” Marx leaned over to Black and whispered.

……

That night, in the Hogwarts Castle, the people in the Gryffindor Tower did not sleep.

Everyone knows that the castle has been searched again, and the entire Gryffindor people are waiting in the common room, waiting to hear if they have caught Black.

At dawn, Professor McGonagall returned, and she told everyone that Black had escaped again.

The next day, no matter where they went, they saw that security measures were strengthened.

Professor Flitwick took Black’s big photo to teach everyone who was guarding the front door; Filch suddenly ran back and forth in the hallway, and he was nailed to the hole from the small crack in the wall to the rat hole.

The Cadogan Jazz, who had oil and glue in his brain, was dismissed – his portrait was put back on the lonely staircase on the eighth floor.

Then, Mrs. Fat is back.

They made a professional repair to Mrs. Fat, but she was still extremely nervous. Her return to work is conditional – she requires extra protection from her.

I don’t know if the professor decided to hire a group of rude gnomes to protect her. They walked in the hallway at a threatening pace, talking and muttering, comparing the size of the stick in their hands.

Harry inadvertently noticed that the statue of the one-eyed witch on the fourth floor was still unguarded and closed.

Fred and George – Of course, it’s Harry, Ron, and Hermione – they think they’re the only ones who know the secret passages in the statue, at least for now it should be right.

“You said who should we tell?” Harry asked Ron.

“We know he didn’t come from Honeydukes,” Ron said without thinking. “If someone breaks into that store, we’ll hear about it.”