Harry Potter and the Secret Treasures

109. Chapter 109 The Lonely Avengers

    Ivan climbed up the second floor along the dim stairs, and the old black wooden floor creaked under his feet, and owls flew over the top of the head from time to time.

    The layout of the second floor and the first floor of the post office is similar. There are owls everywhere. On the shelves under them, the codes of various colors are marked.

    Crookshanks was squatting on a semi-circular balcony, and it saw Ivan screaming loudly and expressing satisfaction.

    Wait a minute, where is Sirius Black? !

    Ivan suddenly realized what he was, and he turned quickly. In the shadow of the aisle behind him, a black figure flung out.

    The next second, Ivan was thrown to the ground and splashed with dust.

    Several gray long-eared owls spread their wings and flew higher, dissatisfied with Ivan and his huge black dog with thick hair.

    Sirius Black took a leap and took the wand in Ivan's hand.

    His body was rapidly changing in mid-air, and when Black fell back on the floor, Ivan saw a middle-aged man who was exactly the same as the Ministry of the Magic warrant: a dirty, tangled hair that had been down to the elbow, hidden in deep, dark eyes, with no light. The waxy skin clings to the skeleton on the face and looks like skeleton Head.

    "You are too big, boy!"Black held Ivan's wand tightly and grinned with yellow teeth. "Don't resist, look at you as a Harry friend. I will only use Obliviate for you and erase all the memories of my head." ”

    Black's voice is low and hoarse, it sounds like it hasn't been spoken for a long time.

    "Listen, I need to talk to you, Sirius!"Ivan whispered, "I didn't intend to resist, you can take my wand if it makes you feel safer."

    "Hey, security doesn't mean anything to me!"Black face a sarcastic sneer, "if you like me, because a trumped-up crime was held in Azkaban 12 years, regardless of day and night are tortured by hundreds of dementor, the mind is all the most gloomy memories, and always endure the death of their best friend's deep inside of the torment , you will also forget the feeling of fear and fear completely. ”

    "It sounds really bad."Ivan worried.

    "Do you know how I got over?!"Black's expression suddenly became awkward. "It is revenge. It is the power of revenge that keeps me awake. I have not become a walking dead like everyone else."

    "Maybe I can help you and complete the revenge for you."Ivan sat up from the ground.

    HELP ME.The smile on Black's face was thicker, and the wand in his hand firmly pointed to ivan, "i don't think so, you'd better stay still, don't play tricks on me, since this August, after the first meeting in Muggle world, I've been observing you for months, I know your actual level of magic, It's really amazing that I'm at your age without your strength. ”

    "Thank you for complimenting, if I am as powerful as you said, the situation should not be like this!"Ivan paused and continued. "But I really want to help you. Remember that on Halloween, we met for the second time on the edge of Forbidden Forest. I covered you to escape, or you were discovered by Professor Lupin!" ”

    Ivan secretly gathered magic power. Since I saw Tom Riddle in the last semester, he has been studying stickless spells after using Ron's to break the spell.

    Although I found a lot of theoretical books in the library, the reality is very difficult to operate. Ivan practiced for nearly a year, but the magic power that controls oneself shines, far less than the impact of the young wizard magic power riot and loss of control. Not to mention the use of a complete magic spell.

    This light does not help in actual combat, but may be distracted by Black.

    Ivan had to be careful, if communication was unsuccessful, it was his last life-saving means, and he didn't want to be turned into an idiot by Black's Obliviate.

    "If it weren't for you, I couldn't be discovered."Black snorted and wand shone a little light. "And, I don't need anyone's help!"

    He waved wand, but Ivan's was faster than him.

    He burst into the magic power, and a dazzling white light flashed through like a dazzling lightning bolt, and Black closed his eyes subconsciously.

    Hundreds of owls skyrocketed and the entire second floor was tangled up.

    Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ivan slammed up from the ground. He slammed into Sirius Black. Although he was short and thin, it was far from the tall Black's opponent, but the sudden glare made Black Unprepared.

    He didn't raise the wand in time, Ivan grabbed Black's hand with Wand, forced the end of the wand to change direction; the other hand's knuckles hit the side of the Black head, and the two fell backwards. , knocked down the wall.

    The heavy impact finally awake Black, and the wand in his hand made a red light in the air, only a few inches from Ivan's face.

    Ivan could feel the wrinkled arm under his finger writhing like a madman, but he clung to it, and he used his other hand to slam the various parts of the Black body he could get.

    Black's strength was bigger than him, and his free hand found Ivan's throat.

    Just as Ivan felt desperate, Crookshanks, who had been lying on the balcony, suddenly jumped over to join the battle, and its two front paws were deeply stuck in Black's arm.

    Black snorted and let go of Ivan. He wanted to open Crookshanks, but he didn't succeed. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ivan slammed a few punches on Black's stomach, and Black's painful contraction loosened. Wand.

    Ivan took his own wand and quickly stood up. He held the wand and pointed at Black's chest and looked down at him.

    Black spread his limbs to the wall, and his thin chest quickly undulating.

    "Good, Crookshanks!"Ivan gasped.

    Crookshanks snorted and jumped back to the window sill as if to complete a trivial little thing, and the owl in midair fell back.

    Ivan looked at Black, and the face of the sallow sallow was faintly able to see the old man. The twelve-year prison life had made his character cold-blooded. Before killing Peter Pettigrew, he would not believe anyone, nor would he Need any help.

    As a lonely avenger, he has to seize Peter by his own power.

    In terms of believing in other people, he is not even as good as a cat.

    "I am ignoring you. You are much better than I thought. There is no stick casting. I haven't seen a wizard to learn this technique for a long time."Black's mouth re-hangs the sarcasm of sneer. "What are you going to do for me, handing it to the Ministry of Magic's Auror or those dementor?!"

    "I repeat it again, I just want to help you, whether you believe it or not!"Ivan wiped the blood on his lips and there were a few sparks on his wand tip. "If you like this way of communication, we communicate."

    "Say, I really want to thank you!"Black calmly said, "Thanks to the "Hogwarts Magic" you did, Fudge gave me a newspaper when I visited Azkaban, and there were photos of him giving special prizes to several of you. On the front page of the newspaper, on the shoulder of the boy, I immediately recognized him. I saw how many times he was deformed. He was still alive. He actually stayed at Hogwarts, next to the sons of James and Lily… …That night, I escaped from Azkaban because I knew I had to kill him. This is the only way I can make up for my fault, even if I face death. ”

    Black's body was slightly trembling, and his voice was a bit tragic.