The Magical Journey to Hogwarts

It smells like humans! There is also a very light smell mixed in, but Blake will never forget it!

Driven by hatred, Blake stood up suddenly.

After a moment of distortion, he transformed into the big black dog again and dived into the shadows of the woods.

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"Guys, how long have we been gone?"

After tugging hard on the robe that was caught by the branch, Ron panted and asked after breaking the branch.

Neville took out his personal terminal, took a look at it, and said:

"Less than 20 minutes."

"Oh! My God! I thought we'd been gone for two hours!"

In the dense forbidden forest, there was no road for the three people to walk. Not to mention, because they didn't know when they would catch up with Blake, they didn't dare to take off the invisibility cloak, so the three of them could only walk together.

"No! Get out of the way!"

Harry suddenly roared, pulled the invisibility cloak hard, and threw himself to the side.

However, his reminder was still a step too late.

Ron and Neville tried their best to avoid it, but due to the restraints of the invisibility cloak, they bumped into each other instead.

"No--!"

As Harry roared in grief and anger, a big black dog quickly pounced on Ron and Neville.

"you again!"

Harry recognized the big black dog.

He had seen this big black dog during the summer vacation and during previous Quidditch matches.

He had suspected before that this big black dog was a symbol of disaster. Because every time he sees the other person, he will be in danger.

But what Harry didn't expect was that this black dog turned out to be Black's helper! Not only did it help Blake see through the disguise of the invisibility cloak, it also took the lead in launching a surprise attack on them!

Although Black hadn't been seen yet, Harry didn't bother to be on guard now. Now he just hoped that Ron's previous judgment was correct. This dog was an animal that originally lived on the outskirts of the Forbidden Forest.

"Collapse!"

Harry roared and attacked the big black dog. But because he was afraid of accidentally injuring Ron and Neville, Harry's spell was a little too strong and ended up falling in the open space.

I saw the big black dog biting Ron's right leg and dragging it hard into the darkness.

Harry, who was blocked by Ron, felt helpless. At this moment, he was very angry at himself for not learning the art of transformation before.

If his transformation skills were as good as those of Hermione, who is the number one in his academy, he might be able to control the deformation of the ground and save Ron now.

"Let Ron go!"

Just when Harry was helpless, Neville, who was ignored by everyone, pounced on the big black dog and successfully crushed it under him with his own tonnage.

"Well done, Neville!"

Ron had experienced Neville's overwhelming move more than once or twice. He knew the power of this move.

Ron touched his hand to his waist. He wanted to take out his wand and give this hateful dead dog a hard blow.

However, he came up empty.

It turned out that when he was struggling violently, the wand was accidentally knocked off.

Ron failed to achieve his goal, but his actions gave Black, who was suppressed by Neville, a wake-up call.

Blake released his Animagus transformation and used the power generated during the transformation to push Neville away.

Then, under the shocked gazes of Harry and the other three, he swooped towards Ron's wand on the ground.

"No! Stop him quickly!"

Ron exclaimed.

He decided that if he could go back alive this time, he must find a rope and tie the wand tightly to his body. If the wand is with the person, no one will die with the wand!

"Expelliarmus!"

As soon as Black's hand touched Ron's wand, Harry, who was reminded by Ron, recovered from the sudden 'surprise'.

At this moment, Harry was very grateful to their Defense Against the Dark Arts professor last year, Gilderoy Lockhart.

Although Lockhart is a big impostor, at least the disarming spell he taught is really useful.

The light of the curse flashed, and before Blake had time to smile, he was hit by Harry's curse and rolled on the ground several times.

The magic wand I just got flew to nowhere.

Neville pounced again and pinned Black down again in the same trick. And this time, he learned from the previous lesson and used all his strength to hug Blake's body like a koala.

As the deserved MVP of this battle, Neville felt proud of his weight for the first time.

The most wanted criminal in the Ministry of Magic, Sirius Black, who shocked the entire British wizarding world, was now pinned under him, unable to move!

If it weren't for the wrong occasion, Neville would have asked Harry and Ron to take more photos for him. If he goes back and shows it to his grandma, she will definitely be proud of him.

It's just that the smell is a bit overpowering...

Neville tilted his head and tried to reduce his breathing rate.

"Well done, Neville!"

Ron limped over.

He looked at Blake lying miserably on the ground and snorted disdainfully.

"What am I talking about? As long as the three of us work together, it won't be a problem for just one Black!"

Ron waved his hand thinking he was handsome, but he didn't get any response.

Putting down his hands awkwardly, Ron looked at Harry.

At this time, Harry was staring at Black with hatred in his eyes. He didn't hear what Ron said at all.

"I finally caught you, Blake! I knew I would catch you!"

Harry quickly walked up to Black, looked down at him, and pointed his wand at Black's eyebrows.

"Now, it's time to repay the debt! Use your life to repay the sins you have committed!"

"Wait, Harry! Are you, are you going to kill him!?"

Ron looked at Harry in disbelief.

He thought Harry was just trying to catch Black.

Killing someone was too unimaginable for Ron, who was only in his teens.

"Of course! He killed my parents, and now he wants to kill me. Shouldn't I kill him?"

Faced with Harry's question, Ron was speechless.

To be honest, Ron, whose parents are still alive and has a large family, cannot understand how Harry feels at this time.

Although he always felt that this was wrong, he didn't know how to dissuade Harry.

"I never meant to kill you, Harry."

Blake, who was out of breath under the pressure of Neville, spoke with difficulty.

"Shut up, you traitor! You have no right to call me by my name!"

Harry felt sick when he heard his name being spoken from the other person's mouth.

"You're right, Harry. I'm really not qualified."

A sad smile appeared on Blake's face.

"But I never meant to kill you. It was Peter Pettigrew that I wanted to kill."

"Ha!? Don't you think that since we are children, we are easy to lie to? Peter Pettigrew was killed by you more than 10 years ago! Can you please be a little better at lying? ?”

Harry scoffed.

If Black wanted to disarm his wand by teasing him, Harry had to say that he almost succeeded.