[HP] Magic didn't give up on you

When Sirius left Hogwarts, his steps were unusually heavy.

Although the results of the investigation cannot be said to have completely exceeded their expectations, they can almost be regarded as the worst kind of results.Although there was a mastermind behind Quirrell's death, I'm afraid he himself was not innocent.A person who sacrificed his life for a great cause—they had seen many such fanatical believers ten years ago, and they couldn't help but have some dark associations at this moment.

The dark cloud that once enveloped the British magic world may have protruded his tentacles again. This time he hid himself deeper, hidden himself behind a deeper curtain, and manipulated the marionette to mess up everything on the table... Sirius felt that he had even begun to miss that idiot with a lot of fanfare ten years ago. It was a bad thing for his opponent to become more cunning.

Nothing good happened at all, the troubles in front of me were not resolved, and there was an idiot who babbled nonsense by his side.Sirius had been resisting the urge to pull out his wand to give Umbridge a blow all the way. When he finally arrived at the Auror's office and closed the door, he finally couldn't bear it any longer, and suddenly pulled out his wand and waved it vigorously at the pile of documents on his desk. , Those documents were suddenly blown everywhere by a strong wind, and there was a rain of documents in the office.Sirius folded his arms and admired his latest mess, finally feeling a little better.

"Trouble yourself and deal with the aftermath." Moody said mercilessly, pointing to the documents he had just blown to the sky, "Three of them are due to be handed over to the Ministry this afternoon, and today's The investigation report to be written at Hogwarts will be handed over to Umbridge for review, and your time is running out."

"Why don't you just set them on fire and let them all go to hell together?" Sirius asked, judging from his expression, he said this without any intention of joking, "I didn't choose to be an Auror to write Documents! I thought it would be a little dangerous and exciting, instead of writing these useless things every day! If I do paper work, why don’t I stay in the Order of the Phoenix? Eli is much easier to deal with than Umbridge. —Oh, sorry, I shouldn't have compared the two of them at all, and Umbridge deserves it?"

"The end of the world is to write documents, especially in peaceful times. Come on, don't make these meaningless complaints, you are not seventeen or eighteen years old now." Moody's fake eyes turned around, scanning the office. Scene, his real eye looked over and gave him a blunt glare, "Hurry up and get down to business. What are you going to say about Hogwarts?"

"I can decide this matter?" Sirius let out a sneer, twitching the corners of his mouth ironically, "Didn't you decide how to deal with the media before going, our Minister Fudge? Now is a peaceful age, of course it is impossible What about Voldemort and his remnants? Voldemort has been dead for ten years, and the ashes on the hem of his robe have been blown to nothing. Everyone can't pile up all the strange things they encountered on that "mysterious man" , is not conducive to social stability... Ha, it is true that the votes that are not conducive to him.But to be able to elect this kind of idiot to the stage, I don't think the ballot has any screening significance it should have.What do you think, Alastor? "

"If you ask me, I think you'd better keep your mouth shut when you were in the ministry," Moody said noncommittally, no more calmly than his cynicism, "I'm retiring this year, and Fudge will definitely arrange for one." His cronies come to take over the Auror Command, both Charles and Alexander are possible. No matter who they come, you can't get along with them, don't be so unscrupulous in the future, otherwise you basically have no hope in Auror The Command has retired, and I doubt that you can say that you can't be happily sent away by the Ministry of Magic in the same year as me."

"Work until you retire? Are you kidding me?" Sirius asked in astonishment, threw himself into the chair, leaned back against the back of the chair, showing an indifferent expression, "Whoever gets fired first Maybe. Another time Fudge makes that stupid Umbridge stare at me and chatter, and next time I'll put a dick in her mouth, it's just right for her."

Moody let out a short snort, but said nothing, and it had to be said that there was clearly an appeal to this nonsense.

"The incident at Hogwarts must be just the beginning." Moody said succinctly, "Even if he still has a lot of remnants, a Hogwarts professor should be very important. Quirrell's sacrifice can only show that the other party The picture is bigger, but it's hard for us to understand, what exactly is he planning to keep other people in the school away from Harry Potter? It doesn't sound like it has any real lethality."

"Yes, Harry," said Sirius, fiddling with his wand in his hand, keeping his eyes on the tip of his wand. "He's a good boy, with a high sense of morality, higher than me and James." Much, he's more like Lily in that respect... He's very affected, and he says he can hear a mysterious voice and can't find a shape, I suspect it's that haunting old thing, and Eli too Said, he also said that Isaac and Dorothy also encountered a ghost who called himself Tom... Is it all Voldemort? How is it everywhere?"

"If his strength becomes weak, he will hide and hide like this." Moody commented, "Ten years ago, the whole family of whomever he wanted to kill would usually go directly, but now he has started to turn around, and his strength must not have fully recovered. There must be a helper by his side, who is it? If we don’t investigate clearly now, it will be too late when his strength recovers more.”

"I have no idea." Sirius sighed, raised his hand and rubbed between his brows, "You know, I think Death Eaters are a bunch of idiots, no one should have such a brain, including himself."

There is still a lack of breakthrough.Both of them were silent for a while, and Sirius absently sorted out the documents that he had just blown away, put them together randomly, and then messed up again.He has already decided to forget about the three documents that are due to be handed in this afternoon. These three documents are all required by the Department of Legal Enforcement. The director is Amelia Burns. Feeling like wasting your life.

When the phone rang, Sirius' patience was almost at an end.As if he had been pardoned, he jumped up to answer the phone, but the voice from inside made him stunned for a moment.

"You... hello?" The thin voice on the other side of the phone stammered, the voice was full of anxiety and fear, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Kreacher shouldn't bother you, Kreacher wants...to find Master Sirius , Master Sirius Black, I heard that this is the number of the Auror office, Kreacher is unclear, Kreacher... Kreacher..."

Calling a wizard to find someone is obviously a big step for a house-elf.Kreacher wailed, and there was a banging sound from the phone, probably hitting his head against the wall next to him.

Sirius frowned.

"Okay, let's get down to business." It was rare for him to speak concisely, with distinct alienation and indifference in his tone.

"Master Sirius!" Klee shouted eagerly, but then his voice became weird again.Apparently, since Sirius was kicked out of the house, he, like his mistress, regarded the traitor as a disgrace to the family.Now he made an astonishing phone call. Although it is urgent to find him, it is obviously difficult to change the deep-rooted views that are used to him.

Sirius understood him, so he didn't talk nonsense with him, and asked him directly: "What's the matter?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a few seconds, and Kreacher answered him out of breath, his voice choked with unconcealable sobs.

"Master Sirius, mistress... Kreacher's mistress... she is not well, she is lying on the bed and can't breathe. Kreacher wants to save her, Kreacher can't, Kreacher can't do anything, It's always been... Kreacher has been unable to do anything..."

His voice gradually began to tremble, but this time there was no noise from the other end of the phone.But just by listening, Sirius could almost feel that something supporting him was passing away quickly, which was probably the heaviest punishment for this house elf.

He didn't like the house-elf, and he never gave him the phone number for his office over there.

But after being silent for a while, he still said, "I'll go there after get off work."

After hanging up the phone, Sirist paused for a few seconds before turning his head to look at Moody, and explained to him a little unnaturally: "You know the situation at Black's house, and they have been involved with Death Eaters a lot, it is said It's the same now, my mother has been unwilling to be mediocre these years, she has been jumping up and down to get a sense of existence, and I heard that she will scold me with everyone she talks to... I didn't have a chance before, maybe this time I can find out, see See if there are any clues."

"Well." Moody glanced at him and said in a normal tone, "You work overtime, and you will be at home tomorrow."

Sirius fell silent suddenly, he opened his mouth, and finally didn't explain anything, just nodded silently.

For the rest of the day, he was much less talkative than usual.After get off work, he was different from the usual eagerness to get out of the office. He stayed for a while this time, and waited until the people were almost gone. Then he rode on the motorcycle he had just bought and modified, and walked through the clouds of sunset to Grimaud. Square 12.

He left here 14 years ago, was driven out, or exiled himself, flying to the freedom he wanted.Later, he escaped the fatal spell sent by his mother here, and his mother told him hysterically that all the suffering and misfortunes in this family were all because of his fault.

In the past 11 years, he has never been here again.Sirius looked up at the familiar but unfamiliar buildings in the dusk, feeling slightly dazed for a moment.

The place he first called home, the first cage that bound him hand and foot.After many years, he has a new home and a new cage.The broken past suddenly tapped him on the shoulder this day, and he returned to this place once again.

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