Magic Journey from Hogwarts

"I can't care that much anymore." Harry kicked open the dilapidated door.

Aaron wanted to grab him, but before he had time, Hermione accidentally got in with him.

Ron was sitting on a bed covered with curtains, holding his injured leg that was still bleeding, looking extremely embarrassed, but unexpectedly not life-threatening.

"Ron, it's fine." Hermione breathed a sigh of relief.

"Where is that dog?"

"He's the big dog, he's an Animagus." Ron pointed bitterly, "Harry, this is a trap."

The two froze for a moment, then followed Ron's gaze.

At the end of a row of plum blossom footprints stood a middle-aged man with messy hair, sunken eye sockets, and skinny bones. He looked as if he had escaped from a prisoner-of-war camp. He was Sirius Black on the wanted list. .

"Disarm." Sirius shouted, cast a disarming spell with Ron's wand, knocking down Harry and Hermione's wands, and then closed the door calmly.

He grinned, showing yellow, blackened teeth.

"I expected you to come to your friend's rescue, and your father would do the same to me.

You are very brave and did not run to the teacher, so it will be much easier. "

When Harry heard this, he thought it was a mockery of his father, who had treated a friend like this before, only to be betrayed by his friend and lose his life.

He subconsciously wanted to rush out and desperately, but was pulled tightly by Ron and Hermione.

"No, Harry, no," Hermione said almost pleadingly.

"If you want to kill Harry, kill us too," Ron said firmly.

Bitter relief flashed in Sirius' eyes, he slowly shook his head and said, "No, only one person will die tonight.

Also, you'd better lie down, or your leg will hurt even more. "

Crunch!

The door opened suddenly, and Aaron quickly cast the disarming spell.

"Except your weapons."

A white light flashed, and the wand in Sirius' hand was knocked down.

"Perhaps you are right, only one person will die tonight." Aaron said calmly, and then walked up to the three of them, "I told you all, don't go in yet, why don't you listen?

Fortunately, I'm here, otherwise you guys would definitely be in trouble. "

"Sorry." Hermione lowered her head in embarrassment, not daring to meet Aaron's eyes.

Just as Sirius was about to pick up his wand, Aaron pointed his wand at him, "Don't move, I haven't learned the Killing Curse, but I'm pretty good at the Cruciatus Curse.

Trust me, you won't want to try. "

Chapter 319 The glorious moment of the disarming spell, the unheard-of desire to survive

Looking at the bewildered Sirius Black, Aaron could hardly restrain the joy on his face.

Five hundred magic points, that's it.

Although it was a little less, it was enough for him to save two months of struggle, and he had never completed such a simple task, the danger was almost zero, and it could be done with a disarming spell.

But the next moment his brows were frowned, because the system didn't remind him that the task was completed, which meant that he hadn't found the enemy who killed Harry Potter's parents.

"Sirius Black." Aaron looked at him seriously, "Are Harry's parents you..."

"You killed my parents."

Before Aaron could finish asking, Harry roared and rushed towards Sirius.

No one expected that Harry would fight Sirius in a Muggle way. There shouldn't be any suspense in the fight between a 14-year-old child and a murderer who has been in prison for 12 years.

But what was surprising was that Sirius barely resisted, was punched heavily, and then pushed to the ground by Harry, strangling his neck.

"Are you going to kill me, Harry?" Sirius laughed, showing his yellow teeth.

"You killed my parents."

"I don't deny it, but if you know what happened."

"All through?" Harry's eyes were red, "I know more than you think, you betrayed them to Voldemort..."

"You have to listen to me." Sirius interrupted Harry anxiously, "Otherwise you will regret it, you don't know..."

Harry pinched Sirius' neck vigorously, and both Hermione and Ron seemed a little at a loss, not knowing whether to stop him or not.

The hatred of killing his parents is unshakable, no amount of revenge is too much, but they don't want Harry to become a murderer, even though Sirius has been sentenced to death, everyone can be punished.

At this moment, Aaron kicked Harry on the shoulder and kicked him aside.

"Aaron, why are you?"

"Ahem!" Sirius barely stood up, "I should thank you."

"You're welcome, except your weapon."

Aaron decisively cast the disarming spell, and the wand hidden behind Sirius' back was sent flying again.

"I almost let you get away with it." Harry suddenly realized that Sirius must have picked up the wand while he was choking his neck. If it wasn't for Aaron, he would have cast a curse on himself.

"Stay there," said Aaron, pointing his wand at Harry.

"Aaron, are you referring to the wrong person?" Hermione and Ron asked in disbelief.

"I'm telling him to calm down." Aaron shrugged, then continued to point his wand at Sirius, "I'll give you a chance to finish what you didn't say just now."

"There are still smart people." Sirius heaved a sigh of relief.

"What else?" Harry's voice trembled, and tears flowed down unconsciously, "If you can't do it, let me do it, he betrayed my parents, and before my mother died... he also stopped Voldemort from killing me.

This is my last chance, a chance to take revenge with my own hands.

Maybe Draco is right, I can't give him up to the Dementors. "

"Harry, actually James and Lily..."

"Shut up." Harry cursed angrily, "You have no right to mention their names."

"Shut up." Aaron looked at Harry tiredly, "Let him finish."

"But..."

"No but, you should trust me, and you must trust me.

So, after listening to what he said, I pretended not to see you wanting to kill or shave afterward. "

"Thank you." Sirius sighed in a low voice, "I wanted to explain it to others after I killed him. There is too much misunderstanding in this."

"Get to the point." Aaron pressed his hand, and his wand shook with his wrist. "Our time is precious, isn't it?"

"What I said is the point." Sirius said helplessly.

At that moment the door slammed open and Professor Lupine rushed in.

"Except your weapons."

Aaron's wand flew out and was held firmly in his hand.

Aaron:  …

I used to think that the villains died because of talking too much, but I didn't expect the decent ones to do the same.

Lupine walked to the middle of the room and pointed at Sirius with his wand, "Okay! Black, you've become such a mess, and this appearance finally matches the madness inside you."

"You're just as crazy inside, aren't you, Limos?"

Hearing this, Lupine slowly lowered his wand and gave Sirius a big hug.

"I found him," said Sirius incoherently. "Here he is."

"I know, I know." Lupine patted him on the back reassuringly.

Sirius' voice choked up, "Kill him."

"No." Hermione screamed suddenly, "I trust you so much that you've been Black's friend all along."

"Calm down Hermione, this is normal." Aaron hurriedly pulled her back, "They are about the same age, and also went to Hogwarts."

"You don't understand, Aaron," said Hermione angrily, "he's a werewolf, that's why he can't come to class.

It was the castle he helped Black sneak into, and he wanted Harry dead too. "

"That..." Aaron said hesitantly, "I don't deny the first half of the sentence, I also know that he is a werewolf, and many people know that he is a werewolf, including Professor Snape and Dumbledore.

In fact, the potion that Professor Snape gave him was Wolfsbane Potion.

But the second half of the sentence is really open to question. Professor Lupine and Harry Potter have spent too much time together alone. There are countless opportunities to kill him just when teaching him the Patronus Charm. But Harry Potter is still alive and well, which is enough to explain the problem. "

"How long have you known?" Lupine's voice was difficult, and his face was a little pale.

"Since writing the article assigned by Snape." Hermione whispered.

"I might be a little earlier." Aaron shrugged, "On the train, my pet told me you had a beast inside you.

To be honest, at that time, I wanted to secretly change a private room while you were sleeping, but when I stood up, I was pushed back by three unlucky things. "

Aaron glanced at Harry, Ron, and Hermione as he spoke. The three Gryffindors all lowered their heads in guilt, and were so embarrassed that they could dig out a Hogwarts with their feet.

They were ignorant at the time, and anyone who knew that there was a werewolf in the private room would feel restless.

"Actually I wasn't so sure at the time, until the boggart turned into the moon right in front of you.

The characteristics of this werewolf are too obvious. "

"It's a pity that you are in Slytherin." Lupine smiled flatly.

"I don't think so." Aaron didn't take it seriously, "Slytherins respect the strong, and I did pretty well in that academy.

On the contrary, Gryffindor will feel a headache, because there are at least three classmates who have never made people worry. "

The three of Harry:  …

"Okay! I don't deny that I'm a werewolf, but I really didn't want to hurt Harry."

"But how did you explain it just now?" Harry roared, "I'm afraid your relationship with Black is not so good."

"That was before, and it wasn't before, no..." Lupine was a little speechless. "In short, it's quite troublesome to explain, but I can explain it to you."

Lupine said as he picked up the wands on the ground and threw them to their masters respectively.

"Now you can always trust me!"

"Okay." Aaron nodded, moved a chair for himself, and immediately made a gesture of invitation, "Please start your explanation, no, it's your explanation."

"Aaron..." Harry wanted to say something more, but he stopped him with a look.

"Harry, I know you want revenge, but it's not too late to wait 12 years."

"Yeah! 12 years, I waited for 12 years." Sirius said with some self-mockery, and then his tone became severe, "In Azkaban.

Don't wait, Lemos, kill him now. "

"Harry has the right to know the truth." Lupine comforted patiently, and then turned to Harry and the others, "I participated in the drawing of the Marauder's Map, and Moon Face was my nickname in school.

James, Harry's father, is Prongs, and I'm good friends with him, as is Sirius, who is Padfoot. "

"He's not," Harry growled eagerly. "He betrayed my parents."

"Someone did betray your parents, but someone else.

And I only recently learned that the man was not dead. "

"who's that person?"

"Peter Pettigrew," said Lupine, looking at Harry. "You told me his name appeared on the Marauder's Map."

"The map lied, Peter Pettigrew died 12 years ago."

"That map never lies.

And Pettigrew is the fourth person who made the map, Wormtail.

I've felt something was wrong since then, especially tonight when I found his name again when I was looking at the map, after you guys left Hagrid's hut. "

"But, there are only four of us, where did Peter Pettigrew come from?"

But as soon as he finished speaking, Aaron thought of something, and his face became very exciting. He also stood up, pulled Harry and Hermione to take a big step towards the wall, and pulled away from Ron as much as possible. distance.