Hogwarts Mystery Sequence

The crow's tone was full of pleasure, and even to Sirius's sight, it seemed as if its beak was slightly raised.

This made Sirius panic, feeling that he might have stepped into the opponent's trap, but he racked his brains and couldn't figure out the key point of the problem.

At this time, the crow chuckled with indescribable joy:

"It seems that you really hate the Black family, and you don't even want to know the most basic information."

Sirius frowned with a confused expression.

"Heh." The crow combed its feathers, looking very calm and casual. It chuckled and said:

"I have to say that your father, Orion Black, is a wizard with a very thoughtful mind."

"Not only did he put strong enough protection on this mansion, but he also set up magic in an important place like the library."

"This is an awareness that most pure-blood families don't have."

Although the other party was praising his father, Sirius did not show any proud emotion, and even frowned deeper.

He did not hear the subtext of the last sentence, but focused on other questions:

"magic?"

"Why don't I feel it?"

Just like the barrier that protects the entire old house, as a direct bloodline of the Black family, he can feel it.

"Because the enchantment of the library is part of the enchantment of Black Mansion," Crow glanced at Sirius, "If you don't have in-depth research on protective magic, or have extremely strong magical attainments, you can't find it."

Sirius heard the contempt in the crow's tone - no, the other person didn't even bother to express contempt, he just simply stated the facts, which was closer to indifference, but to me, that was naked contempt - so Thinking about it, Sirius felt that the anger in his heart could no longer be suppressed.

The next second, his sarcastic words blurted out directly:

"You are so powerful, you can't solve a small protective magic?"

In response, Crow nodded calmly and said:

"It is always easier to destroy than to protect."

"Forcing the magic barrier to break is not a big deal, but it will cause everything to be burned down."

"Believe me, your losses will be far greater than mine."

Sirius seemed to have finally found a place to feel proud, his body relaxed and he smiled disdainfully, about to say something.

But the crow didn't finish what he said. It didn't care about Sirius at all and continued to talk on its own:

"Because your second choice is in it."

"What?" Sirius was stunned.

Immediately afterwards, he saw the crow suddenly spread its wings and flew up. Instead of answering his question, he said:

"You have one night to find a dark magic book, which contains detailed information about a dark magic item called a Horcrux."

"Haha, in every sense, that book is of great value to you." Crow finally chuckled.

After saying that, the crow fluttered its wings and flew towards the door of the restaurant. The door of the restaurant opened exactly one second before it arrived, just like sending off a distinguished guest.

The crow who left the restaurant did not care whether Sirius could find the book recording the corresponding content, because it can be inferred from the fact that his brother Regulus Black discovered the secret of Voldemort, and the Black family must have records about Horcruxes.

In fact, this is a very normal thing. After all, Voldemort also obtained the Horcrux knowledge from the restricted book area of ​​Hogwarts, and most of the books in Hogwarts were collected by the four founders.

Among them, the original pure-blood families actively or passively contributed a considerable amount, copying and donating many magic books that did not involve the core of the inheritance.

Therefore, there is some overlap between the contents of the Hogwarts collection and the contents of the British pure-blood family collections.

As for whether Sirius could find the relevant books within the specified time, Crow also didn't care.

Because it has achieved its purpose - to inform Sirius of the existence of Horcruxes.

It is equally unimportant whether Sirius can connect the Horcrux to Voldemort. He only needs to play the role of a good microphone and pass the word to Dumbledore.

By then, the trial, the assassination of the Minister of Magic, the sudden appearance of Voldemort, the Horcruxes... I believe Dumbledore will have a fulfilling life in the next period of time!

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Because he was particularly concerned about the Horcrux revealed by the crow, Sirius thought for a while and immediately stood up to go to the underground library.

Only then did he realize that because he had been so focused on the crow, he had ignored Kreacher standing in the corner.

The old house elf tucked himself into the shadows, drooping his two long pointed ears, and kept muttering slanderous words about his new master:

"The unscrupulous prodigal son not only brought a smelly bird into the noble Black house, but also gave away the precious Black family property. If the poor mistress knew about it, she would be furious, but Old Clay What can Che do?”

"That's enough! Shut up! You useless piece of trash!" Sirius shouted angrily.

"Now I am the master of the Black family. How to deal with the family's property is my business, including yours!"

"If you say one more word, you will get out of Black House immediately!" Sirius knew clearly that this was the threat that would make Kreacher shut up the most.

Sure enough, even though Kreacher looked extremely reluctant, he still stopped whispering.

He glanced up at Sirius, as if ready to add another sentence or two.

But he found that Sirius at this time was far angrier than every time before, and his face was so red that he seemed to be spitting fire from his eyes and mouth.

Kreacher was startled, and immediately snapped his fingers and disappeared directly in front of Sirius - he was not afraid of Sirius' beating and scolding, but he was afraid that Sirius would actually drive him out of the Black House in anger. Death frightened him even more.

Seeing Kreacher running away in panic, Sirius' anger subsided slightly, and he slammed the door and left.

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