Harry Potter: Dark Alchemy

"...The public is reminded that Blake is armed and extremely dangerous. A dedicated hotline has been set up and anyone who sees Blake is asked to report it immediately."

The newscaster on the TV in the living room was reading a report about a fugitive criminal in his hand.

However, in the world of ordinary people, no one would know what mistakes the fugitive criminal on TV really made and which prison he escaped from.

After all, even the Prime Minister of the British government only learned about this vicious criminal who had "committed" a heinous crime thirteen years ago after being reminded by the Ministry of Magic.

Wright looked at the haggard, gaunt, and thin middle-aged man on the TV. His face was surrounded by a head of dirty, messy, tangled long black hair. At first glance, he looked like a complete bastard, at least. No normal person would allow themselves to look like this.

It is hard to imagine what kind of terrifying willpower and endurance the last member of the Black family, who was born noble and of good blood, spent in the infamous Azkaban for a full thirteen years; How to use the Animagus form of a black dog to avoid the pursuit of hordes of dementors, and swim back to the UK from a remote overseas island.

Sirius Black, who was once suave, handsome, and rebellious, has now become a fugitive living on the streets, begging for food. Most of the time, he cannot even maintain his most basic human form.

"Wright, is this Blake the same person as the Blake in the Daily Prophet?" Chang Chu's voice was filled with uncontrollable shock.

Harry shifted his gaze from the Daily Prophet in his hand to the TV screen, but at this time, the news on the TV was about the Ministry of Agriculture and Fisheries.

In mid-July, the "Daily Prophet" had already revealed that the criminal who shocked the entire UK - Sirius Black, somehow escaped the attention of the dementors and escaped from the Azkaban prison. And out, he is still at large.

The Ministry of Magic was almost helpless in dealing with Sirius's escape. Half a month later, they still could not find any trace of Sirius' escape.

Harry had seen Black's picture in the Daily Prophet, and to this day, he still remembered those gloomy and dark eyes, and his skin as white as snow, like a vampire that had been hungry for a hundred years.

But what Harry didn't expect was that such a notorious criminal in the wizarding world would also appear in the Muggle news at the same time.

"Yes, Sirius Black." Wright looked at Harry and said slowly, "The world has recognized him as the most evil prisoner ever held in Azkaban Prison."

Harry touched his face in confusion.

"Lite, what are you looking at Harry for?" Chang Chu asked the doubt in his heart.

"It's nothing, it's just that I thought of something else." Wright said calmly, "You all know that Sirius Black is a criminal in our magical world, but the Ministry of Magic has done nothing to re-arrest Black. progress."

"so what?"

"Harry, you don't quite understand. Black's escape from prison is not only about the law enforcement authority of the Ministry of Magic, but also the credibility of the immortal monsters in Azkaban." Wright said, "Over the years, , why is everyone so comfortable leaving Azkaban Prison to the Dementors..."

"Dementors?"

"An evil dark creature that feeds on happy memories. Wherever it passes, happiness will be sucked away, reminding people of the most terrifying things they have ever experienced." Wright explained, "The most powerful person in the British wizarding world. There is no death penalty in the world. The most severe punishment is to let those wizards who have committed heinous crimes stay in Azkaban Prison to die. Only those who have committed unforgivable crimes will be sentenced to the Dementor's Kiss. A punishment that can suck away a person’s soul.”

Harry shivered.

"Where did I just say?" Wright recalled what he just said, and then continued, "For so many years, Azkaban Prison has been guarded by dementors, and the Ministry of Magic only sent one or two Wizards, placed there for communication, as it was believed that no one could escape from the Dementors' guard."

"So this time, Blake's escape was a slap in the face of those monsters." Wright said, "In order to prove that they are still the most reliable guards of the wizard prison, and for their food, I think, the soul-catching The monster will not give up its pursuit of Blake. The biggest possibility is that the group of dementors will personally go out to search for traces of Blake in various areas."

Chang Chu thought about the meaning of Wright's words, frowned and asked, "So, you mean that dementors might go to Hogwarts?"

"It's very possible." Wright said, "So, from today on, you have to learn a magic with me."

"What magic?"

"Patronus Charm."

…

Regarding the study of the Patronus Charm, Wright did not hide it from Villita.

However, he did not let Villita learn this very advanced and profound white magic with him, because there is a big difference between the energy attributes of Obscurus and the shadow energy. The former dark wizard named Rashidian was A counterexample, he was killed by backlash during the process of casting the Patronus.

Wright didn't want Villita to take this risk.

However, Chang Chu and Harry's study of the Patronus Charm was not very smooth. After several days of study, the two of them could summon the silver mist smoothly, but they only stayed at this stage.

No matter how much they recalled the happy memories, or how firmly they waved their wands, until late August, when the Weasley family returned from Egypt and the Granger family returned from France, Chang Chu and Harry still had not summoned their respective The physical patron saint of.

But there was another thing that worried Wright even more.

His and Villita's admission letters have not been sent yet.

However, no matter what, since it's almost time to start school, you have to go to Diagon Alley to buy some living and learning supplies for the new school year.

On the last Sunday in August, Wright and the others made an appointment and went to the Leaky Cauldron on Charing Cross Road together.

Wright just walked into the bar and wanted to escape from here before he could say hello to Boss Tom.

"That boy over there, come here, I have something to talk to you about." Chang Wei, his face flushed and smelling of alcohol, was sitting in the corner of the bar looking towards the door. He was surrounded by piles of large and small things. Empty wine bottle, he even burped while talking to Wright.