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As a result, what he saw was the straw slowly falling from the sky, Dobby, who was sitting on the ground, quickly retreating into the house like a tortoise, and—

And a black Scottish deerhound with a mouse in his mouth at the door.

Chapter 162 Uninvited guests

The moment Lockhart saw the black dog, his brain buzzed. He didn't even need to think about it, he knew who this black dog was and where it came from.

Obviously, the small pile of straw behind the door should be the black dog's bed, and "it" also chose the screaming shack as its foothold during the time it arrived in Hogsmeade.

No wonder there will be fresh straw and fresh claw marks in the screaming shack. It turns out that someone has "preconceived" before he settled in this office.

Because the incident happened too suddenly, Lockhart didn't think about how to deal with it for a while. It was all to blame for Aunt Rowling's failure to tell everyone in detail how Blake came to Hogwarts after escaping from prison.

Well, no matter how he got here, the key now is what to do with yourself

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Direct attack? Obviously not.

drive away? There seems to be something wrong.

Give the house back to "it" and find a new house for yourself? What a joke!

so what should I do now?

Just as Lockhart was staring straight at the **** dog, the black dog was also looking at the situation in the house, and his expression was even more confused than Lockhart's, even the mouse corpse in his mouth. It also fell to the ground unknowingly.

After Blake escaped from Azkaban Prison, he ran all the way to London almost without stopping, and slept all the way, and found No. 4, Privet Drive.

As a result, he fluttered there and failed to find his godson Harry Potter.

, and failed to give Harry a decent birthday as expected to make up for his failure to fulfill his godfather duties over the past few years.

From the complaints of the man who was too fat to see his neck and his wife, Black learned that Harry did live in this house, but he had been picked up by some rich former professor at Hogwarts. Get ready to head straight to Hogwarts.

Annoyed, Blake decides to set off for Hogwarts immediately and kill Peter Pettigrew before he absconds again. As for this birthday, it doesn't matter if you wait until later.

So he sneaked on a sightseeing boat from London Island Park to the north shore of Edinburgh, Scotland, and survived on the leftovers thrown out of the guest room every day.

After going ashore, he rushed to Hogsmeade again, and planned to recuperate for a few days in the Screaming Shack. After the students all arrived at Hogwarts, he would go from the place where only their robbers were. He sneaked into the secret passage he knew, and waited for an opportunity to complete his revenge.

But why did people live in the screaming shack today while he was out foraging for food?

If so, how can I get into Hogwarts?

Thinking of this, the black dog's hair gradually opened, its tail gradually straightened back, and the fangs in its mouth were exposed.

"Ouch?? Wang!"

A menacing growl came from the black dog's throat, trying to scare Lockhart away.

It's just that the miserable appearance of the skin and bones makes its "feralness greatly reduced, not to mention Lockhart, even Dobby stretched out his magic finger, waiting for Lockhart to give an order, and put it away. The **** dog drove away.

After seeing the **** dog showing hostility to him, Lockhart quickly calmed down.

He bet that Sirius o Black wouldn't dare attack people here.

Not because he thought Blake was intrinsically kind, but because he

letter blake not so stupid

If it attacks people here, it will attract the attention of people around it anyway, and it will not be so easy to sneak into Hogwarts.

Since he didn't dare to do it, he could think about how to deal with the current problem.

Because he knew that this black dog was Blake, and Blake was still innocent, it was undoubtedly the last thing to take it down here, even if Lockhart was very confident that he could defeat Sirius, who didn't have a wand right now.

But in this way, apart from gaining a little honor, there is actually no benefit to him, and this honor is too little for him who has "conquered" even the monster in the Chamber of Secrets and Voldemort's soul fragments. And because Black's innocence cannot be proved, there is a high probability that he will get a kiss from the Dementor after he is caught.

Lockhart can't guarantee whether the savior can still become that savior without the role of "father" provided by the godfather on the way to growth.

But if he gave up the house for a dog for no reason, not to mention whether Lockhart would be reconciled, even if others heard about it, they would only laugh at him for being timid—and there is no extreme animal protection organization here, no Will give Lockhart the "Move to Nature" award for letting him out of the house.

After thinking about it, Lockhart opened his mouth.

"Dobby! Stop" He stopped Dobby from picking up the tongs and trying to drive the black dog away. I think we are the uninvited guests to this wild dog... I'm afraid it's what you just took. bed. "

Without saying a word, Lockhart opened his mouth to define the black dog as a "wild dog"

Dobby glanced at the pile of straw scattered on the ground: \"It should be like this." It would be easy for him to drive it out, and now it is summer, it will not worry about eating

, but when the Dementors come over, it won't be possible. In a week's time, the Dementors will come and surround Hogwarts, and I'm afraid there won't be even mice here. ' Lockhart continued to Dobby.

Dobby didn't understand why Lockhart told himself this again. Lockhart had already told him about the dementors, and told him to prepare firewood and chocolate in advance. He just thought Lockhart was too busy and forgot what he had told him about it.

"You're right," said Dobby. "As around Azkaban, there aren't even mice."

Hearing the word "Dementor", the black dog outside the door couldn't help but shivered for a while—although he had been in Azkaban for almost twelve years, that didn't mean he was used to it. surroundings.

It looked around and found that the screaming shack had become completely different during the time he left: not only did the wooden boards nailed to the door were torn apart, there were even desks and file cabinets inside, Even the broken and leaking fireplaces have been repaired and filled with firewood.

Apparently, it has been converted into an office.

Gee... bad luck. Sirius said heartily.

After seeing this battle, he knew that it was impossible for him to let the people inside retreat.

But Lockhart has a new move.

"Wait, if that's the case, this wild dog has nothing to eat, isn't it dead?" Lockhart squeezed his chin and put on a thoughtful look, "Although I'm not afraid of people from the Department of Magical Creatures. Cross-departmental trouble, but... I'm going to be stationed here for at least two years, and I'm often out and about collaborating, and you're always going back to London to take care of my mother, and this house has to be watched..."

He babbled in his mouth, as if he was contemplating something deep in his heart,

In fact, he had already figured out how to deal with it.

After talking about it for a long time, Lockhart pretended to remember something, and gave an order to the house-elf beside him: \"\"Dobby, get some grilled sausages from my refrigerator. "

Dobby didn't understand why he was doing this, but snapped his fingers and summoned a few sausages from the freezer in Lockhart's London apartment.

Holding the sausage, Lockhart slowly bent down and stretched out to the **** dog who had started to slowly back away.

"Hey man, don't go! This is the house you picked, right? Stay!

Lockhart shook the sausage in his hand as if the black dog in front of him was really a wild dog, and whistled at it.

Dobby looked at Lockhart's movements and seemed to understand something.

"Dear Master, do you want to keep it here?" Dobby asked worriedly, "It won't bite, right?"

"It shouldn't be. The wild dog is actually very domesticated. It must have regarded the screaming shack as its own territory. We just need to let it accept us." Lockhart continued to wave the sausage in his hand and said 7 "I I remember reading in some Muggle magazine that even the most loyal dog can't stand the smell of grilled sausage. Unless...it's not normal."

Chapter 163 Lack of Communication

Staring at the sausage Lockhart placed in front of him, Sirius Blake was very entangled in his heart.

He's not really like a dog, he can't walk until he smells hot oily sausage, although he really wants to eat two meals now.

But what really attracted him was the amount of information that Lockhart had just said --

First, this is a Ministry of Magic official who will be stationed here for two years, and often has to go out to "talk business", so he is not in the house;

Second, the Dementors are coming soon, to "protect" Hogwarts - obviously, for their own sake.

Third, this person should not have discovered his true identity, and he is not from the security department, but a department that can "talk about business", and the possibility of discovering himself is very slim.

Fourth... I'm so hungry, I'm really hungry.

The **** dog hesitated for a moment, and then, like a real wild dog, timidly tried two steps7 and then took a step back. Finally, with Lockhart's encouragement, he took a bite of the sausage, and then quickly ducked again. Four or five steps away.

Perfect! Sirius gave full marks to his realistic performance in his heart.

Whoever sees Yuren, this is what an ordinary dog ​​should do, neither will it be too conspicuous because of being too panic, nor will it scare off potential bosses because of too aggressive aggression.”

Black smugly ate the sausage, but he didn't know that his actions made Lockhart burst into laughter. He decided to keep this scene firmly in his mind, find an opportunity to store it in a crystal bottle, and then use a Pensieve to show it to Black's future children and grandchildren. .

The premise is that he can have children and grandchildren.

\"Very good, look it ate!\"Lockhart\"Gleefully" said to Dobby, "Dobby, where did you find that bale of straw?"

"From behind the door, gracious master," Dobby answered him immediately.

Niuba's bale of straw is spread back, and as long as it smells its own scent on the straw, it can live in peace - the dog has a strong sense of territory. ' Lockhart directed him.

"Okay, as you wish. But shouldn't we find a chance to grind its fangs first?" Dobby asked, "Dobby remembers that when he was in the former owner's manor, he let Dobby take all the The dog's fangs are all rounded, and magic is not allowed, and Dobby has been bitten more than a dozen times..."

"Round teeth?" Lockhart glanced at the black dog. "I think it's better to put braces on it, but there is one thing that is urgent..."

Listening to this man and his family's servants discussing how to play with himself, the **** dog couldn't help but pricked up his ears.

"...for the next meal, mix some wine into its food, and when it falls asleep, you secretly give it a bath."

\"bath?"

"Yeah, dogs don't like to take a bath, so I can only use this method. Otherwise, it's really impossible to see people like this. In the future, I will meet a lot of famous industrialists in this office. The watchdog is dirty. What's wrong?" Lockhart said naturally.

Blake said that there is no need to be so troublesome at all. I have long wanted to take a hot bath, especially since it is still summer, and it is really uncomfortable to be covered in dust after hunting.

But as a dog, he should act like he doesn't understand at all.

Wait, as long as you keep pretending that you don't understand, doesn't that mean there's still alcohol to drink?

The **** dog stuck out his tongue and licked the corners of his mouth, as if he was still relishing the taste of the sausage he had just eaten.

Seeing this, Lockhart took all the sausages in Dobby's hand, roasted them with the embers of the firewood in the fireplace, and then fed them to the **** dog one by one.

\"Now that he has eaten our food, he should trust us more." Lockhart wiped his oily hands and began to think of a new idea, "We should build him a dog house...but I don't I can make it, I'll ask Hagrid for help another day, I'll get it a cushion today, let it continue to sleep behind the door, and I'll sleep in the inside."

"Dobby slept by the fence in Xiyou," the house-elf answered immediately.

"Don't be silly...I'll lend you a house-elf bed from Headmaster Dumbledore, and you can sleep by the fireplace."

Dobby shuddered: "This is not good, how can the Yubu people sleep on the bed?

"Then find a soft cushion... Dobby, I'm not talking about you, the distance between you and freedom is really getting farther and farther."

"But Dobby is already a free house-elf." Dobby puffed out his chest proudly.

as long as you are happy. "Lockhart decided not to try to correct his beliefs.

Dobby brought two cushions, one behind the door for Sirius Blake and the other next to the fireplace for his own den, while Lockhart slept in inside.

Black curled up quietly on his own cushion, and closed his eyes, pretending to be asleep, until Dobby's slight snoring sounded, and he opened his eyes abruptly.

What a strange day today - the place he chose to stay has become the office of a clerk at the Ministry of Magic, and the clerk looks rich and still has a relationship with Dumbledore and Hagrid. good.

...has a good relationship with Dumbledore Hagrid, which means that he should be a Lion.

Compared with the "goodwill" that Lockhart had revealed earlier, Blake believed more in his lion identity, because Dumbledore would never be detrimental to Harry Potter, so his people should not harm Harry either. ,This is enough.

But even so, Black isn't going to give his trust to someone else, he'd rather figure out a way to solve everything himself, including revenge on Peter Pettigrew.

He surreptitiously got up, then crept closer to the corner of the outhouse.

He knew there was a passage to the bottom of the beating willow next to the Forbidden Forest at Hogwarts, and the robber quartet had used it many times in the past to travel between Hogwarts and Hogsmeade, but Black It is uncertain whether the Ministry of Magic official found it.

But it seems that he thought too much - the entrance to the secret passage was pressed down by a filing cabinet, unless someone knew that there was a secret passage here, they would never have thought that there was a way to Hogwarts. path of.

Very good, then I just need to pretend to be good, and then sneak into the secret passage while the official is outside, and no one will doubt it.

The only thing that worried Black was whether Dumbledore knew the secret passage existed, and whether he knew he was an Animagos.

Although outsiders don't know, Sirius o Black knows very well why Dumbledore didn't stand up and speak for himself after he was wronged.

It's nothing more than that he went too far when he framed Snape - when he encouraged Snape to enter the Shrieking Shack to face Lupin's werewolf on a full moon night.

This would undoubtedly put Snape in danger of losing his life, but Sirius Black did it anyway, and it gave Dumbledore something to think about him.

Some ideas are hard to change once they are preconceived. Since then, although Dumbledore didn't say it, he still believed that Blake was not a reliable person. He was not only irritable, but also mischievous. attitude is also very casual.

And when it came out that Black "sold" the Potters, Dumbledore chose to believe this statement almost without hesitation. This is not only because he "knows" that Blake is the Potters' faithful keeper of the Scarlet Curse, but also because Dumbledore's subconscious also believes that Blake is indeed someone who can do such a thing.

With this grudge in it, Blake naturally refused to inform Dumbledore of his plans.

In fact, he could have asked the owl to send a letter to the headmaster, telling him the fact that all three except Lupin were Animagos, and let him catch Ron's rat.

No matter how much Dumbledore doubts Sirius, if Sirius really wrote this letter, Dumbledore would only catch the rat first for the sake of prudence. As for the authenticity, it will be judged later.

So, this is another tragedy caused by a lack of communication.

Chapter 164 The first step

Unlike London, the magical village of Hogsmeade is quite fresh even in the morning because there is no car exhaust.