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A smile spread along the corners of Sirius' brows and lips, pure as a child who threw a beetle into an ant's nest.
Peter's muffled snort took Blake through more than ten years of suffering, back to his happiest time.
Before, in the memory of Sirius, the once happy scene was gray, and every time I thought of it, it was accompanied by a bitter taste.
Now, the thrill of revenge has recolored them, and everyone in memory has become alive again, and Blake can relive the joy of the past.
The taciturn Lupine, the generous Lily, and...
James Potter, Sirius Black's lifelong friend, they are willing to share all the good things they have gained with each other, and thus add more happiness.
Uh, of course, except Lily.
The cherished memories kept coming to my heart, Peter was no longer in Sirius' sight, and the madness was gone on his face just now.
"Uh...uh..."
The intermittent crooning brought Blake back to the present.Just now Peter's cry of pain made him extremely happy, but now it sounds dull.
"Peter, you will be sent to the Ministry of Magic, let everyone see the true face of the 'hero', I will puncture your honor, expose your despicableness, imagine your future life, Peter, this is the only thing you can do It's over."
Black stopped casting spells, and after confiscating Peter's wand, he imprisoned him in place with the special shackles prepared in advance.
"Sirius, Peter...Peter doesn't want to do that either, Peter...Peter has been confessing..."
After recovering some strength after a while, Peter began to open his mouth intermittently to ask for forgiveness from his old friend, but how could Black be confused again?
"Forget it, Peter, there will be plenty of time to confess to the dementor later."
Many weeds in the Forbidden Forest are keen to hang their seeds on the passing travelers to clean up the strange-shaped grass seeds on their bodies. Sirius looked at the jungle on the left with a worried expression.
That was the direction of the centaur colony, and if Sirius could see through the forests, he would immediately let go of all his worries.
In the abandoned camp, the ceremony went smoothly.
How successful is it?
Just look at the altar at the center of the ceremony.
The centaur near Hogwarts often performed natural sacrifices, but in the hundreds of years from settlement to migration, the altar in the camp had never condensed such a rich life energy as it is today.
When the light of the Killing Curse flashed across the sky before, Aini took the opportunity to take Hermione to "check it out". Not long after, in the picture sent by Sylvie, he saw the man imprisoned in the green curtain half snake shadow.
Aini's forward steps paused for a while, and then he suppressed the idea of wanting to get rid of Voldemort once and for all, trying to find a way to completely solve Voldemort.
Not to mention that there are still several Horcruxes floating outside, and they may not be able to collect them all in a short time. If Voldemort's main soul came to Hogwarts without leaving behind, Aini would not believe it no matter what.
After meeting and failing to solve it completely, the next plan will be difficult to carry out, and the rest will be left to Sylvie. The Forbidden Forest is her home field.
Aini continued to move forward, and Voldemort behind him didn't realize that he had been calculated clearly. Half of the snake's body was coiled on the altar, ecstatic.
The vitality, even the huge vitality that he didn't have in his heyday, is surrounded by him at this moment, allowing him to get whatever he wants.
With the continuous influx of vitality, the snake body on the verge of collapse exuded amazing vitality, and the state was many times better than when it was not consumed and just possessed. The comfortable Mr. Riddle wanted to melt into this land full of In the light of life.
Then, he really melted.
It turned into a clean one, as if it had never appeared before...
The remote Albanian forest.
A mouse with particularly dark eyes suddenly froze and fell to the ground and twitched.
After a while, a white shadow flashed across the forest. After watching it warily for a while, it rushed over and grabbed the mouse by the neck, turned around and ran away.
The ferret ran to the nest full of joy, thanking nature for the gift, the little ones had something to eat.
Indistinctly, an unwilling and angry howl sounded from all around, and a cold breath permeated the air. The little ferret shrank its neck, and ran a little faster with the immobile mouse in its mouth.
……
Ernie and Hermione arrived at their destination earlier than the little ferret.
"Everything is going well, Mr. Black?"
When Aini spoke, the little witch timidly hid behind him, only showing half of her curious little head, and looked at the man opposite in fear.
The influence of black magic is multi-faceted. The continuous use of the Unforgivable Curse makes Black, who is already a bit fierce, look extraordinarily unkind.
"It went very well, thank you for this opportunity, Professor Scamander."
With a few minutes of buffer time, Sirius calmed down a lot, and only then could he thank Aini normally.
You must know that the current scene has been his spiritual pillar for the past year. For Peter, Sirius has turned from a prime and promising age to a middle-aged uncle.
If the two came when Peter had just been captured, and the complex emotions accumulated over the years broke out, it might be difficult for Sirius to communicate with them as usual.
"You're welcome, you did me a favor by coming."
After waving his hand, Aini didn't take the credit.
Sirius took a deep look at Aini, and didn't continue to thank him, but he kept this favor in his heart.
He's not an ignorant boy, how could he really consider himself here to help? The Hogwarts professors can do anything they want.
There is one less of him, one more of him...
It might really cause some trouble.
After all, although Ernie was willing to believe him, in the Ministry of Magic's announcement, Sirius was still a dangerous element.
If it was discovered that they were acting together, with Fudge fanning the flames behind them, not to mention Ernie, even Hogwarts and Dumbledore would be implicated.
What's more, without Ani's help, he couldn't have lived such a happy life during the year he left Azkaban.
Sirius had always been grateful, and that made him very worried about what was going on at camp.
Seeing that Aini was safe, my heart was completely relieved.
After he breathed a sigh of relief, he suddenly let out a little sigh, walked to a tree and squatted down.
There are a few traces of the past on the mottled bark.
In a trance, he saw a stag running by the tree, its long antlers rubbed against the tree, leaving some scratches, and his friends followed closely behind, running freely in the Forbidden Forest.
But there is no Peter in the picture, and he was left behind at an unknown distance.
The wind rolled over Lin Shao, as if it brought the laughter of more than ten years ago, and also brought the smile of the boy to the face of the middle-aged man.
Sirius caressed the scars on the tree, and there was an indiscernible murmur in his throat.
"so good……"