[HP Deer Dog] Speed ​​and Magic

Since James fell asleep, Sirius buried himself in the pile of books, and Lupine couldn't figure out where Sirius got so many books, some even had Hogwarts marks on them.Can he steal the Hogwarts book?seriously?

Dumbledore was still on trial, and Hogwarts had quickly changed a headmaster, a high-ranking member of the Ministry of Magic, a pure-blood, obsessed with black magic, and the Order of the Phoenix had suspected that this person was related to the Death Eaters more than once.Professor McGonagall was furious, and virtually every member of the Hogwarts staff had a problem with it.

"They said that they will soon expel those students of mixed blood and Muggles, and next year they will only admit pure blood students. What a joke." Lily often hears such annoying news from different channels, and Lily is also very impatient because of this: "They Why don't we just close the other three houses besides Slytherin, since it's useless anyway, isn't it?"

Lupine stared at a certain point in the void in a daze. Both he and Lily were on the attention list of the Death Eaters because of bloodlines. The pursuit forced them to remain anonymous. Since the order of the Phoenix was disbanded, they have cut off half of their sources of information. , the actions of the Death Eaters are becoming more and more difficult for them to grasp.Lupine often wakes up from the nightmare of being caught and burned by Death Eaters, and the reality he faces after waking up is even more cruel.They couldn't visit Moody's house very often, and while James hadn't woken up, it seemed Sirius was going to take root there.

"The soul damage caused by magic is very great. Unless it is a wizard with strong magic power like Dumbledore, it is difficult to find a solution at our level, and it may not be usable even if we find it." Moody said: " For me, the best way is to quickly give up on that kid, and pay more attention to what we can do now, especially using your pure blood, Blake, don't stare at me like that."

But Lupine didn't agree with Moody, although he thought Moody was right, it was about Voldemort's level of black magic, and it was difficult to understand with their abilities, even though Sirius had a rare talent in magic learning. points, but this does not mean that he can use just a few weeks of study to make up for the decades between Voldemort or Dumbledore.At the same time, it is true that Sirius has an advantage over most of them, that is, he was born in the pure blood of the ancient Black family, and he was born in Slytherin. After various trials had established his "loyalty", the Death Eaters might accept it as a victory.

But it was also hard for Lupine to believe that Sirius would give up on James one day, and it was even more impossible for him to imagine that he could laugh and chat with the Death Eaters and call him brothers.He really wanted to know what Sirius would do, although he and Lily were too busy to take care of themselves at the moment under the arrest of the Death Eaters.

In the Room of Requirement in Hogwarts, the disappearing cabinet, which had not been used for a long time, was finally activated again. The door opened and a big black-haired dog jumped out. It sneezed heavily under the stimulation of the dust raised when it landed. , rolling his eyes quickly and deftly.It put its ears on the door and listened for any movement, but there was no sound, then it opened the door with its paws, and walked out cautiously. Dangerous journey, if he is not a good wizard but just an ordinary big dog, it may not take long to be discovered.

"Password..." The big dog tilted its head towards the stone statue at the door of the principal's office, and barked "Wow", as if complaining. It didn't stay for long, but decisively chose the left.

Regulus had been awakened in the middle of the night by a soft noise which, since he had joined Voldemort's side, had set more and more private spells in his room at 12 Grimmauld Place, which might have been just A friction that didn't startle anyone, but under the effect of the magnifying spell in the room, the friction became a soft noise, and finally he woke up.

His hand was originally placed on the wand under the pillow. When he woke up, he took out the wand and held it firmly in his hand. The wallpaper all over the room emitted green fluorescence at the same time, allowing the entire room to have a gloomy view. .He tiptoed down from the bed, the thick carpet absorbed the possible sound under his feet, the magic silenced the sound of the door opening, and he ran to the third floor where the sound came from.

On the third floor, in the room with the high ceiling, there was some faint light, Regulus frowned suspiciously, there was nothing very important there, except for the portrait of his great-great-grandfather, he suddenly remembered, that person, Sirius , I like to go to this room before leaving, not to say that Sirius has a good relationship with his great-great-grandfather, but maybe that portrait is the only thing in the family that even his younger generation will be proud of because of it.

Regulus raised his wand. This was his home, and anyone who tried to break in would have to pay a sufficient price for it.He flung open the door, and the room was empty except for the portrait of his great-great-grandfather, the most hated headmaster in Hogwarts history, on the opposite wall.

As if he understood something, he quickly disapparated, and there was only the whistling wind outside the door, and suddenly a surge of anger rushed into his heart, and he waved his wand in the air, even though he knew it could not attack anyone, let alone The one who wants to attack.But at such a moment, he couldn't restrain himself.

"Sirius Black!"

This sound woke up the old house-elf Kreacher who was sleeping on the porch. He flicked his big ears blankly, jumped up and ran out the door: "Master Regulus?"

Regulus pressed his chest, where the heart was beating wildly, he gradually calmed down, he thought of the successive victories of the Death Eaters recently, the victory of the Dark Lord, the victory of pure blood, Dumbledore was captured, the resistance He often wondered where Sirius might have died, or might be hiding, but it never occurred to Regulus that he would swagger in and out of Grimaud. Of course, Sirius liked to be unreasonable. Play the cards, he should have known!

"How dare he take away the ancestral portrait of the Black family, this traitor!" Regulus gritted his teeth and growled, he held the wand so tightly that it made a creaking sound: "How dare he! I I won't let him go!"

Sirius didn't waste a second to find a safe cave he had found in the wilderness far from Hogsmeade, and his dear great-great-grandfather wasn't there for the time being, so he didn't have to worry about the blank portrait's customary yelling , and he doesn't trust the portrait either, so staying away from Moody's secret place is the best option.

The black dog slowly changed back to human form, and Sirius picked up the portrait from the ground and said loudly, "Phineas Nigellus Black."

"Be respectful to me, you unfilial junior." The person on the portrait suddenly appeared, glaring at Sirius: "I am your ancestor, you should have enough respect for me."

Sirius snorted, showed a strange smile, and said slyly; "I will consider it, but it depends on what you can give me."

"Ha, our little Black eldest grandson needs help from his powerful ancestors, right?" Phineas Black understood almost instantly, and he laughed twice, gloating: "You can't help it." Did you? After Dumbledore was taken, you had no leader. No one to guide you in defense against the Dark Arts?"

"I don't think you're going to help," said Sirius, ignoring Phineas Black's mustache and glare ("Just know, bastard!"), and continued, "So, no, I'm coming to you It's for something else."

"I won't tell you." Old Black said arrogantly. "No matter what you want to ask, I will pretend that I don't hear you. Why should I help you?"

"Because I said 'please'." Sirius said calmly, born in the same living environment, he knew too well how to deal with these self-proclaimed "nobles": "And if you refuse, I will destroy you A self-portrait that represents honor and is destroyed in the end will be your eternal shame."

Phineas Black rolled his hair and let out a chuckle: "Who said the eldest grandson of the Black family was rude and ignorant? I have to add twenty points to this man's precision." (Here I really want to write 'point 32 likes' XDDDDD)

"So, you should know what Dumbledore was doing before he was caught?" Sirius ignored the obvious provocation.

"He's busy studying black magic." Phineas Black replied casually: "Of course, Voldemort's mysterious magic made him dizzy, and all his conjectures were overturned. It's really interesting, as Pure-blood, Voldemort has been doing pretty well lately, hasn't he?"

"What about the specific content? Did he mention what Voldemort used?" Sirius said nervously.

"I don't know, boy, I just know that he started out saying he wanted to do something with the Gryffindor sword, and in the end he didn't need it, but as a real Slytherin, you can't get that this thing."

"Oh, so what is the relationship between Dumbledore and Grindelwald?" Sirius asked. "If Voldemort can find out about this, how can it be secret?"

"I'm not an encyclopedia for you to read at any time." Old Black snorted.

So Sirius changed the question: "Do you know if a person's soul has been damaged by black magic, what should be done to restore him?"

"There are many kinds of black magic, and the ones that hurt the soul are too numerous to list. You asked too broadly." Old Black said: "But Grindelwald is a genius and polymath about black magic. He knows more than Voldemort. Neither is a thoroughly clear study of the dark. I believe Voldemort just stood on the shoulders of giants and saw some of the same things."

"You mean, I have to go find the first Dark Lord Grindelwald?" Sirius blinked, and had an idea that he thought was crazy.

"My God, who would have thought that my grandchildren would be so ignorant." Old Blake impatiently grabbed the edge of the picture frame, as if looking for a way to leave.Sirius hugged the frame: "Wait, the newly appointed headmaster, what is he busy with? You are in the headmaster's office, and you should be able to get more news that wizards can't get."

"Ha, the new headmaster is busy cleaning up the college, Sirius. Nasty Muggle, stupid half-breed, I've wanted to do this for a long time, but he did it more thoroughly than I thought." Old Black stopped moving. , let out a sneering laugh: "If you were still in school, you would be glad that you were so lucky to be sorted into Slytherin, even if your every move is like a real Gran Fendo."

"I know that," said Sirius, "but there's nothing else? Since Voldemort went to such lengths to make him the Headmaster."

"The headmaster doesn't need to report to us." Old Black said: "But he did do a few other things. He guarded the sword of Gryffindor tightly, and there are many strange wizards coming and going in and out of Hoag It's ridiculous that Watts is guarding all over the place! They're not even teachers!"

"In the future," Sirius frowned, still determined to ignore him, and said, "I won't give you back. If I call you, will you still help me? Will you tell anyone what happened here? "

Phineas Black raised his eyebrows and looked at him: "Although you are terrible, you seem to be the first heir to the Black family. Then I have no choice. Good night!"

As he finished speaking, his figure completely disappeared.

"Sure enough, it's okay not to meet Dumbledore," Sirius said to himself, removing the painting from its frame, then rolling it up and putting it in his robes, turning into a big dog again , got out of the cave.

The author has something to say: I can’t divide into sections anymore, and there seems to be something wrong with the backstage. I’ve tried many times but it still doesn’t work, and I’m tired. . . .Let's just wait and see, I'm really sorry! 【heart blockage