Hogwarts Homecoming

"Kreacher"

Sirius, who was pushed to the ground, turned around suddenly, and the sight he saw made him tremble, and his sharp eyes slipped into confusion.

A dark steel thorn grew from the ground paved with steel mesh, five or six feet long, with a sharp tip as sharp as a needle, and the root connecting to the floor was as thick as a wrist.

Tick, tick, tick.

A trickle of blood seeped out from Kreacher's pierced left chest, flowing along the steel thorns and dripping into the dark space under the steel mesh.

Kreacher, who was hanging in the air, lowered his head and glanced hard, then showed a sad smile.

"Kreacher?"

The world seemed to have quieted down, leaving only Sirius' slightly confused call.

He slowly stood up from the ground and staggered towards Kreacher. Sirius looked up and down at the steel spur, seeming to be still thinking about how to get Kreacher off the steel spur.

"Master Sirius needs to stop Harry Potter as soon as possible"

Kreacher shook his head and signaled Sirius not to bother anymore, he said in a weak voice.

"Harry?"

Sirius's body trembled, and his eyes looking at Kreacher became even more confused.

"Kreacher heard that Master Harry insisted that he saw Master Sirius being captured by the Dark Lord, saying that he saw Master Sirius being tortured in the Ministry of Magic, and that he and his friends left Hogwarts to save him. Master Sirius"

Harry and his friends. Leave Hogwarts and go to the Ministry of Magic to save themselves?

Sirius opened his mouth in confusion, his body trembling even more violently, while Vitia behind them lowered her head.

"Master Sirius."

Kreacher raised a hand with difficulty, and Sirius immediately held Kreacher's hand that was gradually losing its warmth. His expression was still confused.

"Say, Kreacher, I'm listening--"

"Kreacher saw the mistress—"

Kreacher just took a deep look at Sirius's blood-stained and frightened face, smiled, and then looked away, looking up with blurred eyes.

"Ah, yes, mistress, Kreacher will not mistake the mistress. Kreacher has been missing the mistress."

Kreacher slowly raised his other hand, as if to touch a non-existent face in mid-air.

Its pale face covered with white cilia showed a strange smile of satisfaction,

"Oh my beloved mistress. She praised Kreacher. Well done, ah. The mistress said, Master Sirius."

Tears flowed from Sirius's gray eyes, and he was so trembling that he could barely hold Kreacher's hand.

"--Say, Master Sirius is also the pride of the Black family."

Kreacher said that it looked at Sirius one last time, smiled at him, and then closed its eyes forever.

"Klee."

Boom! Boom!

Another sharp steel thorn grew out of the ground, leaving a fleeting shadow in Sirius's eyes.

The spike rushed towards his heart so fast that his consciousness and body were unable to react. Only a cold thought that he was about to die flashed through his mind.

But just when he was about to die, a green meteor passed by his side and accurately hit the spike pointed at him.

The sudden explosion pushed Sirius away, and Kreacher's body fluttered crazily like a flag.

"That's enough--"

Vitiya blinked tiredly and looked to the opposite side.

As if he had lost his sense of pain, Sirius didn't show any pain as he hit the steel wall hard. He first looked at Vitia, with a dull surprise in his eyes.

He thought it was Vitiya who had done something just now.

Then Sirius followed her gaze to the other wall.

A man who blended into the black wall appeared.

Adam did not glance at Sirius, as if he was just an insignificant person.

"Have you finally decided to betray the Dark Lord, Miss Cliona?"

Adam smiled calmly, as if all this was expected.

"Sirius is my mission, Vogel, you have crossed a line."

Vitiya stared at this crazy man, with a trace of murderous intention lingering around her.

"No need to rush to kill me, Miss Cliona——"

Adam’s gentlemanly smile,

"I will not snitch to the Dark Lord."

"Of course you wouldn't-"

Vitiya said coldly,

"The coalition forces are about to attack. You will die here tonight."

"Oh, I think we can agree on that, but—"

The corners of Adam's mouth cracked, and the polite smile that appeared on his face gradually became crazy.

"I don't intend to die at the hands of the coalition."

"What are you going to do!"

Vitiya's eyes narrowed and she asked sharply. But Adam didn't answer at all. He raised the wand high and swung it down. The tip of the wand was still in the air, and the fire of sin poured into the world. In just a moment, Adam, who had released the fire, was engulfed by the roaring flames!

"Crazy guy!"

Even Vitia couldn't help but turn pale in astonishment. She splashed a green glow into the air, and in the one second she bought, she left the brain of the Iron Giant with the bodies of the lost Sirius and Kreacher!

In the space below, the anxious battle continues.

Under the command of the returning Alastor, the coalition wizards fighting each other more efficiently eliminated the prisoners controlled by the Imperius Curse.

"Stay vigilant, don't be careless, don't let anyone go!"

Alastor's wand gushed out green spelllights, leading the allied wizards to tear through the layers of defense of the prisoners of Extar like a whirlwind.

Now, there are only more than a hundred prisoners who committed heinous crimes again tonight and are surrounded at the throat leading to the giant's brain. What awaits them is only slaughter!

Such a tragic fight, even experienced wizards like Alastor and old Hope can't help but feel sympathetic on the eve of victory!

Hope glanced around, and a sense of sadness emerged from the bottom of his heart.

Tonight, the allied forces also lost at least a quarter of their wizards.

In a trance, it was as if I had returned to my youth, chasing the remnants of the Witch Party all over Europe.

With each passing day, there will always be fewer familiar faces.

After the grief and anger, the killing intention is even stronger.

The exhausted old Hope waved his wand mercilessly, and like Alastor, he began to use some illegal spells without authorization, just to kill these thugs who endangered the magic world as soon as possible!

However, a strange scene suddenly appeared.

The more than one hundred thugs who were crowded above suddenly stopped resisting. They raised their wands at the same time like robots implanted with commands. Under the astonished gaze of the wizards of the Allied Forces, the next second, the magic fire from hell descended on the world!

Roar!

The roaring fire instantly engulfed the master who summoned them to descend, and then, like a flood after the collapse of the levee, it roared and engulfed the world!

"Escape!"

Without any hesitation, Alastor and old Hope shouted almost at the same time!

This section of the river is still bound by the anti-apparition spell. Wizards can't apparition, but goblins can still.

Within the time limit, the goblins dodged behind the nearby wizards, grabbed them and fled into the void.

As soon as he landed, Alastor immediately turned his head and looked at the giant.

In just a few breaths, the fire had engulfed the giant's body, and a huge flaming giant that illuminated the night sky stood in the middle of the Seine.

Squeak!

The harsh sound of steel twisting made many people show painful expressions, and in a second, the steel giant that had been silent for a while moved again, and under the horrified stares of many people, it rushed towards the Muggle business near the collapsed goblin hotel! (End of this chapter)