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Chapter 212 There Is No Conspiracy
"Harry, give me a bottle of that powder you found earlier."

"Don't you despise this kind of thing?"

"Did I say that?"

Black looked up at the sky, nostrils to Harry, pretending to be good.

Harry shook his head, smiled and took out a bottle of potion from his pocket and threw it to him.

He has a deep understanding of Sirius' arrogance.

"Then shall we tie the two of them up now and torture them?"

"Of course, but before that"

Blake waved his wand and said the spell, and the light of the spell hit Angenda's body.

"Except your weapons."

The red light flashed, and Angenda's wand flew straight up.

Seeing this, Black's wand pointed at his wand.

Angenda's wand flew towards Black's hand in mid-air, after receiving the wand.

Black continued to wave his wand.

"It's all petrified."

As a basic spell, the effect of the petrification spell is one that most wizards like to use.

It itself has a certain attack ability and a strong imprisonment ability.

After petrifying Ongenda, Black unlocked the effect of the Disillusionment Charm on another person.

Then, pointing his wand at the ground, two thick vines rose from the soil, up from Angenda's and Clarence's feet, wrapping themselves around both of them until they were firmly bound. stand up.

After it was done, Black looked at Harry with an expression of waiting to be praised.

"Amazing."

Harry had never seen any wizard use magic like this. As a student, what he saw more was that the light of the spell was flying all over the sky, and he couldn't hit anyone with a single shot.

As for the combination of spells and transfiguration, this was the first time he had seen it, and it was also the first time he knew that potions could be turned into powder for use.

This investigation can be said to have improved his horizons and given him a lot of knowledge that has never been taught in books.

Harry planned to go back, so he had to practice spells and transfiguration well, and of course his marksmanship couldn't be missed.

He was also going to ask Voldemort to take a shot.

Naturally, the marksmanship must be more accurate.

It was also through this battle that Harry discovered many shortcomings in himself.

Originally, he wanted to give that person a bullet, but his subordinates showed mercy.

It's a pity it's a pity.

Harry thought.

I can only find a chance next time to get rid of such a small problem of myself.

"We are now starting to wake them up one by one, asking why they attacked us and whether they were responsible for what happened in the Coptoya village recently."

Black said excitedly, but then he changed the subject and gave Harry a provocative look.

"Well, I'm right, they must be secretly planning some conspiracy."

"If you ask me, it must be trying to overthrow the Ministry of Magic, or a Death Eater who once escaped."

The more he talked, the more excited Black became, and the stranger the look in Harry's eyes.

He turned his head and looked at the two unlucky bastards who had been hit by the petrification spell and turned into stone sculptures, and were bound by thick vines on the ground.

An inexplicable thought rose in my heart.

Couldn't really be guessed by Sirius.

"I think they must be planning to use the Muggles in this village to test their black magic, maybe they want to make Inferi."

Black walked and said, and then he used the disillusionment spell to hide Angenda who had just arrived, and began to use magic power to lift Clarence's petrification spell, ready to start the torture.

After the petrification curse was lifted, Clarence still didn't move.

This made the excited Blake stunned for a moment, Harry couldn't help laughing at this scene.

"Clear water is like a spring."

He stepped forward, pointed his wand at the man's head, and a basin of water appeared in the air and poured directly on the man's head.

Clarence shivered all over, and instantly woke up.

The first time he woke up, he subconsciously wanted to wave his wand to deal with the monsters that were rushing towards him in front of him.

But when his right arm didn't move and he felt great resistance, he froze his body and immediately realized what he had encountered before.

The vines bound his body, and the combination of cold water and cold wind immediately woke him up.

Dizziness does not exist, but headaches are real.

With a mournful face, he turned his head and saw Black, who was smiling, and Harry Potter, who was standing aside with a strange expression, as if he was trying his best to hide something.

"Hey, I don't seem to have hurt you."

"To be precise, not yet, but soon."

Blake stepped forward and looked him straight in the eye.

What he likes most are hard bones, and he hopes that the person in front of him can be tougher and bring him enough fun.

"Say, are you Death Eaters?"

Clarence, who was already a little terrified, became even more frightened when he heard what Black said.

Still a little dazed in fear.

"No, no, no, I'm not a Death Eater. I don't share the sky with evil. Those dirty pure-blood families, and those damn dark wizards, I have nothing to do with them anyway."

Although he was ignorant, Clarence was not stupid.

In the current wizarding world, anyone who has anything to do with the Death Eaters is either in the Azkaban heavy cell, or becomes a speck of yellow sand in the soil.

Clarence felt that he could live for a few more years, and he didn't want to get involved with them. Then he was killed by the "righteous" Sirius Black in front of him. At that time, he wouldn't even have a place to cry.

Clarence, who hastily distanced himself from the relationship, didn't think that he would be one of those pure-blood families with enough Galleons and magical secrets to escape the trial of the Ministry of Magic.

Before entering Azkaban, it was only a year or two.

If you are admitted to Azkaban as a Death Eater, you will start life forever.

Thinking about it, Clarence felt like he was about to cry.

"yes."

Blake rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

Suddenly, he grabbed Clarence by the collar and shouted loudly.

"If you're not a Death Eater, why are you attacking these Muggles with potions?"

"Ah—? Could it be that you want to use these Muggles to make Infernal corpses for your Dark Lord, or are you going to use the lives of these Muggles to study black magic? Tell me quickly, do you want to do that. "

Black, who suddenly exploded, detonated the fear in Clarence's heart. He trembled and stammered.

"No, that's what you think."

"The purpose of our coming to this village was to find a ruin, not what you think. We didn't plan to make a corpse for that person, nor did we want to use those Muggles to study black magic."

"Really, you have to trust me."

After speaking smoothly, I didn't stutter so much.

Blake let go of his collar, and Clarence dropped to the ground, his feet twitching.

"That's right, then why did you attack us?"

Seeing the ferocious smile on Black's face, Clarence explained all the reasons why he came to this village and why he attacked the two of them without delay.

(End of this chapter)