the Gambler

"Black?" Harry felt that his voice was hoarse. The only Black he knew was Sirius. After all, everyone else took their husband's surname. Abraxas shouldn't be referring to his godfather?He stared round his eyes, unable to make a sound for a long time.Abraxas frowned.

"Sirius Black, isn't he the one you came to rescue? I heard you have a connection with the Black family."

"Sirius Black?" Harry repeated bewilderedly.

"Sirius," Abraxas said amusedly, "It looks like you're hard of hearing, he didn't say that."

"My godfather is at Malfoy Manor?" Harry asked in surprise, recovering his voice.

"What, you don't know?" Abraxas looked more surprised than Harry, "Then what are you doing here?"

"I--"

"If you want to see the Dark Lord, you can make an appointment directly! He will never refuse you, or are you going to give him a surprise? The Dark Lord really likes unexpected gifts." Abraxas nodded in understanding, and he had already lost his train of thought. Harry didn't bother to correct where he was, and nodded silently.

In a sense, this is also a surprise.Although in Harry's eyes there was more surprise, in Voldemort it was probably joy.He couldn't help laughing at himself.This expression did not escape Abraxas' eyes. He looked at Harry suspiciously, and asked uncertainly, "Are you really not dissatisfied?"

Harry's heart skipped a beat, he straightened up and replied calmly, "I don't think this has anything to do with you."

Abraxas tapped the armrest of the seat absently with his slender fingers. Harry didn't know whether he was talking to him or talking to himself, but the other party never looked up at him: "He has changed a lot, although he used to be very Brutal but now - I don't know how to put it, it feels off the mark anyway. He's taken the hatred of muggles and half-bloods to another level. Not that we feel sorry for those people, I can guarantee they don't deserve it at all It would degrade Malfoy's status by wasting my feelings—it's just that I don't think it's necessary to deliberately kill and torture, and I can leave them aside, do you understand?"

Harry nodded.

"His appearance has also changed a lot. I always thought that the Dark Lord could climb to the top of the Ministry of Magic through his own intelligence. Really, if we help him, he will have no problem becoming the Minister of Magic. I think the wizarding world The first thing that needs to change is the Ministry of Magic. The Dark Lord—Tom is really charming, and he can easily change other people's opinions." Abraxas fell into the memory, "He changed suddenly. The day before, he was still very gentle. Talk about the future you want, then suddenly turn brutal the next day—"

"Why?" Harry said softly.

"I do not know."

"So let's talk about Sirius?" Harry quickly changed the subject.

The way to the cellar was not easy to find, his exit was set in the middle of the entire manor, if it wasn't for Abraxas leading the way in the portrait, Harry might have fainted in the corridor extending in all directions.It took them more than ten minutes to stop in front of an iron gate.Abraxas wished Harry good luck and then disappeared behind the canvas.He pushed open the iron door and entered a dark passage.Harry didn't dare to light up his wand, so he could only grope slowly in the dark.Passing through a steep staircase again, the disgusting musty smell mixed with the sound of dripping water.

At this time, a black shadow moved.

"Padfoot?" Harry asked cautiously.

The black figure stopped wriggling instantly, and a moment later, Sirius' weak voice came from the other side of the prison: "Little prong?"

Harry quickly drew out his wand and cast a Silencing Charm outside the two of them, before he replied with confidence: "It's me, Sirius, how are you doing now?"

"Very bad, feels like a herd of hippogriffs just danced on top," Sirius laughed to himself. "How did you get locked in? I thought the Order of the Phoenix—at least Remus would make sure of your safety, Or did something happen to him?" Now there was an undisguised panic in his voice.

"I slipped in by myself, and I wasn't locked up. Everyone in the Order of the Phoenix is ​​fine." This was a lie. Harry hadn't received any news about the Order of the Phoenix for a long time, but there was no news to some extent. That's good news, isn't it?

"Then you are here to save me?" Sirius was even more surprised, "They shouldn't have sent you here alone, it's too dangerous!"

"Keep quiet, Sirius!" Harry raised his voice, "Can you still move? I need to find a way to get you out, the structure of this cellar is really complicated." Harry poked the keyhole with his wand, and the tip of the wand There were a few small sparks, but it never opened.

"It's under a complete protection spell, Harry, and I've tried everything you can think of," Sirius said sarcastically. "Two weeks here has not been a wonderful experience."

"You've been here for two weeks?" The surprise in Harry's voice was unmistakable. "They didn't tell me at all, damn it!"

"You're not a member of the Order, Harry."

"I am a warrior!"

Suddenly there were footsteps upstairs, Sirius shook his body, lowered his voice and said nervously: "Hide, Harry! They will find you!" Harry remained motionless, and Sirius swept around naked and undisguised He seemed to realize the problem, and cursed through gritted teeth, "Damn it, you can't hide people here!"

"Tell me how many of them there are!" said Harry hastily. "Who is more likely?"

"The Carrows and Anthony Dolohov, and maybe Stan Sampak."

"Stan Thornpark? The conductor on the Knights Bus?" said Harry. "Is he a Death Eater?"

"In a way, he's got the Imperius Curse," replied Sirius. "That's how I got tricked, stupid, really. That's not the point, you try to get out and they'll find you Yes! I remember they've been working in twos and I hope there aren't four of them showing up this time. Put the cloak on, Harry, and maybe you'll get out of here safely."

"It won't show up together. I killed the Carlos when they came in. The other two are not a problem."

Harry leaned against the cold wall and listened carefully to all the sounds.Gripping his wand tightly, he tilted his head slightly and pointed at the door to an imperceptible degree. Soon, the target rushed in quickly, striding directly towards the dungeon where Sirius was.Harry could just make out that it was Stan, who was whipping his stick out against the iron railing, yelling at Sirius, who responded feebly.After a while, Dolokhov yelled outside the door: "Is that bastard still there?"

"Here! It seems that the intruders haven't found this place yet!"

"Anyway, don't lose Blake. Think about McNeill and Gibbon, they died in a disgraceful way, we can't let this bastard get away a second time." Dolohov moved a few steps towards the door , Blocking most of the light, "We'd better act in pairs, God knows what more reckless actions that reckless intruder will make."

"You're just worried that you'll be dealt with easily." A third voice came in, and Harry instantly straightened up and leaned against the wall, not even daring to breathe.

"Come back quickly!" the voice shouted down the cellar again.

After hearing the instructions, Santan quickly walked back according to the way he came. When he passed by Harry, the boy quickly gave him a hand knife on the neck, and dragged the unconscious wizard to the place opposite the door.The people above got impatient and planned to come down to have a look. Seeing a terrified scream erupting from Santan's body, the two wizards walked down the stairs cautiously, only to be relieved to find that there was no one underneath.

"This idiot looks like he fell down the stairs." Dolokhov sneered. "Maybe your Imperius Curse isn't very effective. He doesn't even have basic common sense, Travers."

"At least it's better than Crabbe and Goyle, those two idiots," Travers made no secret of his distaste, "Master has no intention of releasing them from Azkaban at all, I guess they get Freedom also does more harm than good. Maybe our actions will be dragged down.”

"That's right." Dolohov levitated Santan's body and walked slowly towards Harry.

At the moment when Travers passed by, Harry grabbed Dolohov's arm and kicked him hard towards Travers, Santan, who lost the control of the levitation spell, also fell down, and the three men rolled into a ball.Harry quickly cast the stun spell, throwing the stupid Death Eaters into the nearby prison. In order to prevent them from waking up prematurely, Harry also threw a lot of gadgets invented by the twins into it. For a while, smoke of various colors When the explosion exploded, Harry waited patiently until the smoke dissipated, and the two of them had turned into bears, probably even Voldemort himself could not recognize them.Harry clapped his hands triumphantly, there was a sudden crackling sound in the air, Harry turned quickly and pointed his wand at the—

"Sparkling?"

"Winky? Why are you here?"

"Winky found Master Potter!" The house-elf's huge eyes were filled with tears, "It's great that Master Potter is all right! Winky was brought in by Dobby, Mr. Marvolo Gaunt and Della Mr Co Malfoy is here too!"

"They're coming too?" Harry asked in surprise.

Winky nodded vigorously.

Harry knelt on the ground, grabbed the elf by the shoulder and said seriously: "I can't leave with you, Winky, I still have things to do. Now, I have a very important task for you," Harry pointed Looking at the unconscious body in the adjacent prison, "He is my godfather Sirius Black, he is as important as a family member to me, understand? I need you to bring him back to Hogwarts Castle and give him to Pomfer Mrs. Lei checks. Can you promise me to do it?"

"Winky promises to complete the task!"

"I need you to come back later, take the three of them—" Harry pointed to the three unconscious Death Eaters, "to Professor McGonagall, and tell her to take good care of them. "

The house-elf nodded again.

"Now, you just throw me in any empty room in the manor," Harry said, "then go to perform the task, and then just leave."

"But Mr. Gaunt ordered Winky to take Master Potter to him," said Winky hesitantly.

"You were bound to the Potter family." Harry emphasized his voice, "Marvolo is not qualified to order you. If you can successfully complete the task, I will be very grateful to you."

"Winky will work hard!"