Hogwarts Wizarding Journey

After handing Black over to the dementors, Fudge was in a wonderful mood and decided to give Dumbledore some more face.

He ordered the dementors to take Blake to the woods not far away for execution.

In fact, the main reason is that the picture of the dementors sucking souls is so beautiful that after seeing it once, Fudge didn't want to see it again in his life. Otherwise, he would probably have nightmares every night for the next week.

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Looking at the retreating figures of the Dementors, Fudge began to think about how to celebrate later?

However, as the saying goes, if you are extremely happy, you will easily become sad.

Not long after the Dementors entered the forest, Fudge was surprised to see the Dementors flying above the forest, making a hoarse and unpleasant roar while searching for something.

A bad premonition came to Fudge's mind.

"Quick! Go and ask what's going on!"

Fudge ordered to the Auror beside him.

Soon, an Auror brought back some not-so-good news.

"Minister, something bad has happened! Blake has been rescued!"

These words were like a bolt from the blue, making Fudge feel dizzy.

"Impossible! How could anyone be able to hide from the Dementors' perception!"

Grabbing the Auror by the collar, Fudge roared angrily.

He didn't believe that the duck that caught his mouth just flew away?

"According to the Dementors, the person who rescued Black was a werewolf. As you know, Dementors can only absorb human emotions, so their perception of creatures other than humans is not that sensitive."

The Auror explained helplessly.

If he hadn't lost the guessing game, he wouldn't have come back to be this punching bag.

So why did he take out the scissors just now?

"Werewolf? How could there be a werewolf here!?"

Fudge, furious, suddenly turned his head and looked at Hogwarts Castle behind him.

Although there was no evidence, the middle-aged and elderly man's sixth sense told him that this must be the work of that old immortal Dumbledore!

"Go! Go and mobilize more Aurors and Dementors. Even if you dig three feet into the ground, you must find Black and that damn werewolf for me!"

After giving the orders angrily, Fudge returned to Hogwarts angrily. He wanted to find Dumbledore and question him!

‘Bang~!’

Fudge, who was so angry that he could no longer care about making fun of himself. He kicked open the door of the principal's office and walked in without even saying hello.

Looking at that old face sitting behind the desk, looking at him leisurely, Fudge really wanted to punch it with his fist!

But I dare not...

"What's the matter, Connelly? What happened?"

Dumbledore asked knowingly.

That's right! All of this is Dumbledore's handiwork.

He first arranged for Lupine to transform into a werewolf and lurk outside Hogwarts. Then, he asked Fudge to take Black outside Hogwarts for execution.

Originally, he planned to secretly help Lupine at the critical moment. However, what he didn't expect was that Fudge was more cooperative than he thought, so it saved him trouble.

"Black was rescued by a werewolf! Why are there werewolves outside Hogwarts!"

Seeing Dumbledore's appearance, Fudge, who was only 100% sure at first, is now 200% sure that the werewolf was arranged by Dumbledore!

"Werewolf?"

Dumbledore pretended to be surprised.

But I have to say, perhaps because he faced a group of thieving little wizards all day long, Dumbledore's acting skills were really not up to standard.

At least for a middle-aged fox like Fudge, who has been in politics for more than 10 years, how do you think Dumbledore's expression is fake?

"Connelly, I get it."

After thinking for a while, Dumbledore looked at Fudge with a serious face.

"It must have been sent by Voldemort. I have told you before that Voldemort is still alive."

Dumbledore couldn't help but praise his wit.

With this plan, he not only gained a tool man, but also strengthened the persuasiveness of the idea that "Voldemort is still alive."

This is really killing two birds with one stone!

As for whether Fudge believes it or not?

Does that matter?

As long as what happens today appears on the front page of the Daily Prophet tomorrow, there will always be people who believe it.

Seeing Dumbledore's unsparing look, Fudge's lips were trembling with anger.

"I, I will definitely catch them!"

After saying these harsh words, Fudge turned around and slammed the door and walked out.

In fact, everyone knows that it is impossible for him to catch Blake again. At least not in a short time.

Today is not a full moon, so the werewolf obviously has a clear consciousness. In other words, the other party can turn back into a wizard at any time.

It is not an easy task to catch a wizard who has escaped sight. Otherwise, there would not be so many dark wizards on the run in the magic world.

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In an abandoned cabin, the space suddenly became distorted.

‘Plop~’

Two figures appeared in the wooden house and fell to the ground.

Lupine raised his wand with difficulty and released Black's restraints.

"Lupin! How are you? Why did you risk so much to save me?"

Looking at the horrific wound on Lupine's back that almost split him in two, Blake's heart was filled with unspeakable emotion and self-blame.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Now that I know you are innocent, how could I just watch you being killed?"

Lupine said weakly.

"I have a pre-prepared treatment potion in my pocket. Please take it out for me."

Lupine, who was lying on the ground and losing too much blood, could no longer complete even the simple action of taking out the potion from his pocket.

Upon hearing this, Black quickly took out two bottles of healing potion from Lupine's pocket. One bottle was fed to Lupine to drink, and the other bottle was poured on the wound on Lupine's back.

The effect of the potion is very good, and it looks like the work of a certain potion master.

(Actually, Lupine stole it from Snape's office. I don't know what Snape's expression would be if he learned that the healing potion he worked so hard to make actually saved two of his enemies.)

Seeing that the bleeding from the wound had stopped, Black carefully lifted Lupine up and leaned him against the wall.

"Where is this?"

Looking at the woods outside the window, Blake asked curiously.

"An abandoned wooden house. I lived here for a while. Don't worry, no one will come here."

Lu Ping's plain words made Blake feel worried.

It seems that Lu Ping has had a hard time living in these years. Otherwise, under normal circumstances, who would come to live in such a place where birds don't shit!

Seeing Black fall into silence, Lupine mistakenly thought that the other person was confused about the future, so he tried to persuade him:

"Sirius, I understand your desire to die to atone for your sins. However, you cannot die yet."

"Why?"

Black looked at Lupin in confusion.

"Because of Harry! If I remember correctly, you should be Harry's godfather, right? Now that Harry has lost his parents, he only has you as his godfather to rely on."

"But, will Harry believe me and forgive me?"

As soon as he heard Harry's name, Blake felt a heart-wrenching pain.

If possible, of course he hopes to replace his good brother and take good care of Harry. But...

"I have no idea."

Lupine knew what Black was worried about, but there was really nothing he could do about it.

"But you can protect Harry secretly, as you have done these past few months, right? Or is it that you can't stand that kind of life?"

Lupine knew Black very well, even better than Black himself.

So he knew that there was no way to deal with Black that was more effective than provocation.

"Of course I can! I know what to do, thank you, Lupin."

As expected, Blake's eyes were ignited with fighting spirit, sweeping away the previous lifelessness.