Days to grind friendship at Hogwarts

"Faith?" Harry repeated blankly.

"That's right. Maybe you don't know much about things like dementors. They feed on people's happiness and will suck away all their happy memories. However, this belief is not considered happiness, so they stayed here by chance.

In my head."

Sirius nodded, took a sip of butterbeer, and continued.

"When all happy memories are lost and only pain is left in the mind, people will quickly lose their minds, just like most of the prisoners in Azkaban. And there is only a trace of clarity left in my mind.

Remind me that I am innocent."

Everyone was moved, as if they could imagine those skinny prisoners, locked in dark cells, enduring the torture of dementors endlessly.

The light in their eyes gradually dimmed, and bit by bit they became crazy.

Sirius is both lucky and unlucky.

He always has a trace of reason left, but because of this he feels the terror of Dementors more intuitively than other criminals.

"What happened next..." Harry pursed his lips and asked in a low voice.

"Later..." Sirius smiled bitterly, "By chance, I saw an article from the Daily Prophet about you two little guys driving a flying car to Hogwarts.

I saw that 'rat' in the news photo..."

"Mouse...Scabbers? I mean Peter Pettigrew..." Ron was stunned.

By this time, Ron had also known that his pet for many years was Wormtail, and he was deeply disgusted with that mouse.

"Yes." Sirius nodded, "No one knows his background better than me. On the day I was arrested, he even left one of his fingers to frame me, so I recognized him at a glance.

Come out of him."

"So, did you decide to escape from prison because of catching him?" Hermione asked.

"Not entirely." Sirius said, "He has sneaked into Hogwarts and is hiding next to Harry. This is a very dangerous thing. Once Voldemort's power shows signs of recovery, he will definitely

They will attack Harry. If Harry can be sacrificed, he will definitely be welcomed by the Death Eaters as a hero. Who will care whether his intelligence back then was problematic?"

"I see, that's why the news said that you often talk in your sleep, 'He's at Hogwarts...'" Hermione recalled for a moment, then added, "It seems that you are not talking about Harry, but

Pettigrew."

Sirius nodded: "Since then, I have had another belief in my mind - to escape from there and go to Hogwarts. This is not a happy memory, so the dementors can't put this idea aside

Absorb it away. It is also because of this belief that my mind has become clearer and I have regained some of my magic power."

"But how did you escape from prison?" Harry asked again.

"The ability of Animagus helped me a lot in this matter." Sirius explained, "You may not know that dementors are blind and they do not rely on vision to identify targets.

It's about emotions. Over the years, whenever I feel unbearable, I try to turn into a big dog. Whenever I transform, my emotions become less human-like and less complex.

At this time, they will subconsciously ignore me."

"Big dog?" Harry was stunned, "Black?"

Sirius nodded.

"So, the black dog I found in the stands during the Quidditch match... was you?"

"That's right." Sirius apologized, "I really want to see you with my own eyes, Harry. Once this idea comes up, it's really hard to control it. I just didn't expect that it would scare you and attract...

Dementors, you were injured."

Glenn couldn't help but glance at him: "Are you still embarrassed to say that?"

Harry didn't care, and continued to ask: "What happened next? You escaped from Azkaban by using your Animagus form?"

"Yes." Sirius nodded, "They are not very sensitive to the thoughts of animals. They probably thought I was a real dog, so they were fooled by me. Taking advantage of the opportunity of them delivering food, I escaped alone.

Cell. I was so weak at that time that I could slip through the cracks in the prison bars."

He took another sip of beer and continued: "It is very difficult to identify the direction on the sea. I swam for a long time, the sun rose and set... I was hungry, tired... I was always surrounded by endless blue.

I felt hopeless countless times and thought about giving up more than once."

In Glenn's opinion, this experience must be more thrilling than the process of escaping from Azkaban.

According to Rowling, the prison is located on the North Sea between Denmark and the United Kingdom, and the distance to the British mainland is even wider than the widest part of the English Channel.

In his previous life, he had also taken a cruise ship out to sea. When he sailed to the high seas, he was surrounded by endless sea water, which made people feel insignificant.

Such a distance would be an impossible task for even the best Muggle swimmers with the aid of high-tech equipment.

And for Sirius, who had just escaped from Azkaban, it was even more of a miracle.

Hundreds of kilometers away, there was no navigation, no satellite positioning, and no chance to rest. The only things that accompanied him were the sky, the sea, hunger and exhaustion.

"I don't know how long I swam. I even had hallucinations. I felt as if I had returned to Hogwarts when I was a student. I was lying on the four-poster bed in the Gryffindor dormitory. James was asking me to get up and let me and him

Let’s go exploring the newly discovered secret passage together..."

Harry and none of them had any experience of ocean sailing, and even Hermione was just basking in the sun on the coast and looking at the scenery. It was hard to imagine how Sirius felt at that time.

Even so, they began to become nervous as Sirius described it.

"That feeling is very strange. I know clearly that it is an illusion, but I don't want to wake up. I even vaguely feel that it would be better to just stay in the dream." Sirius continued, "Fortunately, I am here.

When I was about to give up, I was suddenly pulled up from the water. It was a Muggle fishing boat."

"The Muggles on the boat were very surprised as to why a dog appeared so far from the shore. They thought I accidentally fell off some boat."

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and felt lucky for Sirius.

"With their help, I finally returned to land. That was Edinburgh. I secretly looked at the map and found that it was not far from Hogwarts, so I headed north, avoiding the Dementors' patrols.

I’ve been living here since then.”