[HP Deer Dog] Speed ​​and Magic

The young James stood in the wilderness. There was only the sound of the wind in the endless wilderness. In the wind, he started to run. Everything around him quickly retreated in his vision. Fuzzy can't see anything, the feeling of breaking free from the physical constraints is so free, he feels that he can just go straight ahead, run out of the earth without gravity...

"James, James!" With a sharp pain in his arm, James suddenly opened his eyes and was forced to return to the mortal world. Clyde stared at him with a fierce look on his face: "Don't tell me you just fell asleep Yes, in my shop, while you're at work."

"I didn't fall asleep." James blinked his blank eyes, blurted out instinctively, and then replied seriously: "I just suddenly had a connection with God, and when my soul was about to sublimate, I was pulled back by you, boss .”

"Stop playing tricks on me," Clyde growled.He's a good boss, yes, a bearded dude of unknown nationality who came across the ocean to England for the rest of his life.He's generous enough, whether it's money or booze, but at the same time he's also a known grumpy guy who can be calm one second and throw a hard iron fist at the guy who annoys him, right in front of him. Well, bad boy James knows exactly when enough is enough.

Clyde runs a repair shop, specializing in the repair of broken cars and motorcycles, and also sells a small amount. More often, he will think about how to get rid of second-hand goods—even equivalent to a pile of junk parts— - Remodeled into something new that can be sold for a lot more than its original value.He liked to study how to turn trash into something good, and James had accompanied him through nights of research, spare parts, calculations, cursing, alcohol, and banging that impressed him with how hard and tedious it was.

But also influenced by this man, James yearned for motorcycles extremely. Eric asserted that one day James would get himself a cool motorcycle, a pair of sunglasses and a tight black leather jacket.But James just wants a different motorcycle and has absolutely no interest in how to play a muscular movie tough guy, thank you.

"Where are your glasses? Kid, you can't see anything without them, are you trying to use this as an excuse for your terrible calculations?" Clyde continued to roar, and James was surprised that he didn't have many glasses for more than 360 days a year. God is not in anger.

"My glasses are broken." James shrugged. "I'm planning to buy another pair, sir."

"Then get out of there quickly, while I'm still here. Go and come back quickly." Clyde shook his fist at James in a warning, and then passed him proudly with his hands behind his back.

James walked out of the shop laughing, and met the stranger who had generously sheltered him for a night, the stranger, Sirius Black.The other party was looking at him with a very tangled expression, as if he was considering whether or how to greet him.

James said with a smile on his face, "How are you?"

"What?" Sirius tilted his head, and a few strands of slightly longer hair slid across his cheeks.

"It's a joke," James said, curling his lips.

"Oh." Sirius blinked his eyes and hit him expressionlessly: "It's not funny."

"I know you're giggling in your heart." James took Sirius' shoulders familiarly. The other party didn't protest, but he became very stiff for a moment, so fast that James couldn't be sure.

Sirius looked up and down James, sighed with satisfaction: "You look nice."

"I've always been beautiful." James said, patting Sirius on the shoulder hard: "Because I always have a smile on my face, how about you? What makes you unhappy?"

"Ugh." Sirius was racking his brains to find an excuse for the encounter so that it didn't look so...so what?

"I came to thank you for saving my dog." He suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "This morning's dog is mine."

"Really?" James' eyes lit up, oh, Sirius knew he would be interested in this topic, it was a handsome animal(?): "Is that your dog? You have a dog ?”

"Yes." Sirius tried not to look overly pleased with his success: "It's fine."

"Next time, you can bring it, and we can walk the dog together." James said affirmatively, "We can also take it to scare the neighbor's annoying cat, after all, it's really big."

"Is this an invitation? About a date?" Sirius gave a look of "Yes, I'm joking, you know", but in his heart he knew it wasn't a joke, he was so nervous.

"Yes." James smiled and said without flinching: "Shall I drive a yellow sports car to pick you up?"

"Of course, don't forget to bring your roses with you then."

They talked and laughed and walked forward until a figure that Sirius didn't want to see appeared 500 meters in front of his vision.

Damn.It was Snape.He was followed by a guy in a cloak, and they just appeared on this street with fewer passers-by openly, and they looked like they had a purpose.

"I'm sorry, James, I suddenly remembered something about me." Sirius was a little confused, of course he wasn't afraid of Death Eaters, he was only afraid that James would be seen with him, these crazy people wouldn't care if they were He was killing an ordinary person, or he was killing an ordinary person in the first place.

"Oh, okay? I thought we were going to pick out glasses together?" James seemed a little surprised by the change of topic, but fortunately he accepted it calmly: "So, see you next time, you and your dog?"

"Of course." Sirius smiled, and when he was sure that Snape hadn't seen him, he turned and slipped down an alley, intending to reappear in front of Snape after James left. He never felt that Snape or There was nothing terrible about Voldemort, but he didn't want to pull out his wand in front of James and play a magical battle with these guys.

What he had to do was, he hid in the corner and pulled out his wand, pointing it at Snape's back: "Dizzy."

The spell didn't hit the target as smoothly as he thought it would, and Snape was kicked away by the cloaked man next to him. The helper turned quickly and walked towards Sirius, waving his wand: "Cripple!" Gouuuuuuuuuuu."

Sirius crouched down in embarrassment, the curse hit the wall, and a layer of gravel hit his back and head.He paid too much attention to Snape's appearance, completely oblivious to the ominous aura of the cloaked man under the cloak, cruel and domineering, exuding extreme malice.

Very, very wrong.

That person is coming.

"Who are you?" Sirius narrowed his eyes. Under the powerful coercion, he was unknowingly shaken. When he realized this, he quickly adjusted himself.

"I know who you are, the eldest son of the Black family." The man under the cloak said in a lazy and slightly greasy voice: "You were born in a pure-blood family, but you were the first to become a traitor."

Sirius raised his eyebrows and sneered: "A traitor? I never thought I had the belief to betray myself."

"However, it is my life's mission to clean up the dregs of the pure blood." Pulling back the cloak, the strange face of the person below appeared in front of Sirius: "I will not tolerate a betrayer roaming around outside, Blake, why don't you There is one last option to change your mind."

"I guess, you are Voldemort?" Sirius sneered and said, "I'm curious why they admire you so much, and why you are so self-righteous. It seems that you are just a human being." But he knew that his hands were full of sweat .

"Am I?" said Voldemort softly. "No, Blake, you will know that I will be the only ruler of the wizarding world. And in the pure-blood family under my rule, no flaws will be allowed."

He swung his wand high and cast a killing curse at Sirius.

You can do it.Sirius said to himself.At such a dangerous time, he would actually think of parting with James for the first time, that

When he faced Remus who had turned into a werewolf, he was terrified, and he wished James was right behind him.Then Jaime shows up and saves him, because he's not strong enough, so Jaime gets hurt.

He doesn't need anyone behind his back again, he can fix this.

Sirius dodged the spell in time and swung his wand. Countless stones swirled around him, forming a huge whirlwind-like protection. Then the stones condensed in the air and smashed towards Voldemort.He didn't expect to cause much harm to Voldemort, maybe only Dumbledore could do this, he just needed to try, after all these years, where did his strength go.

"Little clever." Voldemort snorted proudly and tiredly, and he waved his wand again, and the stones were controlled by him, turning into a giant snake, with a big stone mouth and sharp stone teeth, rushing towards Sirius.Sirius turned into an invisible shield to hold it back, but the serpent's pounding continued, and he heard an ominous click from the arm holding the wand, and he couldn't last much longer.

Just then, a flaming fuel tank smashed into Voldemort's body from the side.Almost the moment it hit, it exploded.Voldemort was eager to split his magic to deal with the explosion, exerting much less pressure on the snake, and Sirius seized the opportunity to smash the snake into pieces.

"Who?"

"run!"

Snape's and James' voices sounded almost at the same time, and their voices changed at the same time due to their respective emotions, and Sirius managed to distinguish them.

"Portkey." He accurately followed the voice and grabbed James' hand, and his voice was twisted with extreme worry: "Portkey, Portkey!"

"They're running, Master!" Snape waved his wand, but Sirius was one step ahead of him: "Portkey!"

"Avada Kedavra!"

A suction from the Portkey tugged at the bodies of Sirius and James, and the disturbing Death Curse, from Voldemort's outraged rage, was the last word Sirius heard.

The author has something to say: I am sorry for not updating for such a long time, I have been busy with the OTZ exam, and I did not expect that the collection has increased so much [laughs] Did something happen somewhere I don’t know?I feel very happy to see so many like-minded people. XD Do you have any comments or suggestions?

Thank you Liudi for the overlord ticket. To be honest, I was so surprised that I was flattered. 【laugh