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"We have to be careful. Peter the Dwarf is a cunning opponent. We can't underestimate him. I noticed that you don't even have a magic wand?!"
Looking at Blake the Sirius, Elwyn covered his forehead helplessly.
When it came to taking risks, Blake was simply an enhanced version of Harry.
At the very least, Harry could sometimes listen to other people's advice, but Blake didn't care at all.
Elwyn glanced at the white card that Blake had just left on the floor. It was a confirmation of payment for an item mailed by Owl Post Office.
The item ordered was a crossbow, and the recipient was Harry Potter.
This was a Christmas gift from Blake to Harry. Looking at the long string of astronomical numbers on the order, Elwyn was secretly speechless. This guy clearly had the time and ability to buy such a valuable item for Harry, but he couldn't even get a magic wand to cast spells. This was simply unbelievable.
"A magic wand?!" Sirius Black said disdainfully, "I don't need this thing. I can deal with Peter the Dwarf with my bare hands."
"This is not a matter of strength. In terms of strength, he may not be your opponent, but if he wants to escape, it will be easy for accidents to happen, just like twelve years ago!" Elwyn continued to persuade, "We must catch him this time. Only then can you wash away the injustice you have done."
"What you said is completely unimportant, boy!" Blake roared loudly, "I repeat, I don't care what others think of me, I don't care whether I am guilty or not, I just want him to die, I can't wait!"
His voice was so loud that it shook the dust off the roof of the Owl Post Office.
"I can understand your desire for revenge, but you should at least think about Harry. I heard that you are his godfather. This is the last mission his parents left for you," Elwyn said, unwilling to be outdone. "You don't want Harry to have a murderer as his godfather, do you? You don't want him to think that it was you, his father's best friend, who betrayed his parents to Lord Voldemort, do you? "
Hearing Elwyn's words, Sirius Black suddenly quietened down.
His body was trembling slightly, and his eyes were filled with pain.
"For the past 12 years, Harry hasn't been living well with his aunt and uncle Muggle. The Dursleys don't like him. You know that." Elwyn said softly, "Perhaps he is more willing to live with you, provided that you clear your name."
"Jaime and Lily's child, living with me …" Tears flowed uncontrollably from Sirius Black's eyes. He wiped them away and choked, "You are right. For Harry's sake, we should let Peter Pettigrew live for a few more days."
"Very well, you can come to Gryffindor's common room tomorrow at eight o 'clock," Elwyn said happily. "Our goal is not to kill Peter Pettigrew, but to capture him alive. I will make sure that Scabby is waiting for you in the common room. If possible, I will capture him in advance …"
Before Iven could finish his sentence, Hermione's voice suddenly came from below the post office. Just as he was about to discuss the details of tomorrow's operation with Sirius Blake, Hermione's voice suddenly came from below the post office.
"Are you up there, Elwyn?"
"I'm here. I'll go down in a moment." Elwyn replied hurriedly. He waved at Mount Crook, who was on the windowsill. Mount Crook leaped into his arms.
"Who is this girl? Your little girlfriend?" Blake's lips curled into a teasing smile.
"No, she's just a classmate." Elwyn quickly explained, "You should know her. Her name is Hermione Granger. She's Harry's good friend."
"I do know this girl. She's a pretty little girl. In terms of age, she seems to be your senior!" Blake looked at Elwyn's slightly awkward expression with great interest. "But, I think I saw you with her at Madam Perdiff's teahouse …"
"What I do with Hermione has nothing to do with you!" Elwyn said with a red face.
"I was much more popular than you when I was a student. Many girls wrote me love letters. But there's one thing I'm not as popular as you. I've never …"
"Shut up and change back to your Animagus form. Before we leave, stay here and don't make a sound." Elwyn waved his wand and said bluntly, "Remember, the time is eight o 'clock tomorrow night!"
Elwyn finished speaking and put his wand back into his waist.
He patted the dust off his body and carried Mount Crook down the stairs. He saw Hermione's little face was red from the cold wind. She was looking at him worriedly.
"I found Mount Crook, Hermione!"
"What's it doing here?" Hermione carried Mount Crook over. "Why did it come to Hogsmeade alone? It's so far from the school …"
She stopped abruptly in the middle of her sentence and looked behind Ivan in surprise.
Following her gaze, Elwyn quickly turned his head. He saw a big black dog slowly walking down the stairs. It walked with its head held high and looked dignified, like a noble gentleman invited to a high-class banquet. It didn't look like a stray dog at all.
Damn it, why did Sirius Black come down here to cause trouble? Didn't I tell him to stay on the roof?!
"Elwyn, this big black dog!" Hermione looked at Blake in panic and said in an uncertain tone, "Could he be the ominous one Harry saw?"
"What ominous? I told you, it's just a stray dog!" Elwyn walked over and gave Blake a hard kick.
Blake lightly jumped to the side and avoided Elwyn.
His eyes wandered back and forth between Elwyn and Hermione. A very human-like smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. He looked at Elwyn with a gaze that all men understood.
Then, he ran in front of Hermione, stuck out his tongue and wagged his tail. He looked like a real dog.
"Go away before I turn you into a slug!" Elwyn pulled out his wand and said through gritted teeth.
"Wait, Elwyn!" Hermione hurriedly stopped him. She looked at Blake suspiciously for a long time and suddenly whispered in Elwyn's ear, "I feel that there's something wrong with this dog. Harry said he saw this dog many times before, from the streets of London to Hogwarts. A normal stray dog wouldn't be able to run so far."
"It might be a coincidence. I've seen the stray dog Harry mentioned before. They're not the same one."
Because he was very close to Hermione, she kept blowing hot air into his ear as she whispered in his ear.
Elwyn's face was red. Accompanied by the hot air, his heart itched. His thoughts returned to Madam Perdiff's teahouse.
He was only a second away from touching Hermione's lips.
There was still time. Perhaps he should bring Hermione back and finish what he had left undone.
"No, Elwyn! This is definitely not a coincidence. I saw this dog near the Forbidden Forest a few days ago. It was watching Harry and the others practice Quidditch. That's not something a normal dog would do. "Hermione looked at Sirius Black again.
Blake looked at Hermione strangely and moved his body forward. This girl was probably talking about him to Elwyn. He was very curious about what she was talking about.
"Elwyn, this big black dog," Hermione's voice lowered a little, "I suspect that it's an Animagus!"
"What?!" Hearing Hermione's words, Elwyn almost jumped up.
Sirius Black, who had just approached, heard this as well. The smile on his face suddenly froze.
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