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The winter sun had set early. A golden ray of sunlight passed through the cover of the leaves and shone into a hidden tree hole in the Forbidden Forest. It shone on a man. < Love ↑ Go △ Little ↓ Say △ Net
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Inside the tree hole, Sirius Black's body was curled up in an extremely uncomfortable position. The battle with the werewolves had left him with wounds all over his body. His dirty, tangled hair hung down to his elbows. Long-term malnutrition and days of running had made his face very thin and haggard. However, there was a trace of a smile on his lips.
He was thinking about the words of the boy named Elwyn, whom he had met at Hogsmeade yesterday.
As long as he could clear his name, he could return to the world. He could live with Jaime's son, Harry Potter.
Blake, who had never been afraid of anything, suddenly felt a little nervous. He did not know how to fulfill his role as a godfather.
He had never experienced anything like this before. Happiness had come too suddenly.
His father's strict, old-fashioned, and pedantic face appeared in his mind. He shook his head. Ever since he left home at the age of 16, he had not seen his parents. He had never returned to that house, the place that used to be his home.
The noblest, oldest Blake family?!
A trace of mockery appeared on Sirius's lips. Other than the worthless pure-blooded theory, he could not seem to remember anything else about his father.
Perhaps, he should be like Jaime's father. He should be funny, kind, and friendly. He should be encouraging and tolerant.
Just as Blake was thinking about how he should get along with Harry, there was a sudden crunching sound in the forest in the distance. Something was approaching. < Love ↑ Go △ Little ↓ Say △ Net
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He immediately became alert. He quickly turned over and climbed up from the ground.
Blake squinted his eyes. In the afterglow of the setting sun, he saw a ginger-colored figure appear in his field of vision. It was Mount Crook. It seemed to have brought something.
Mount Crook walked over and cupped its head affectionately. It handed a piece of paper to Blake, then jumped sideways onto a branch and whimpered in satisfaction.
Blake narrowed his eyes and looked at the note in his hand.
On it was the new password for the entrance to Gryffindor's common room. Elwyn had asked Mount Crook to send it over.
He didn't know why, but he suddenly had a bad feeling.
He hesitated for a moment before turning into a huge black dog.
Blake was ready to go to the castle. He could not wait to catch Peter Pettigrew.
As for the plan with Elwyn, he did not care. He wanted to act according to his own ideas.
In the morning, he saw that all the students had left on the train. There was no one else in the castle now. No one could stop him from catching the mouse.
Ten minutes later, a huge black dog that looked like a bear and a ginger-colored cat appeared on the Hogwarts' field. The two of them skillfully bypassed Hagrid's wooden hut.
Gnashing barks came from inside the hut. It was Hagrid's hunting dog. It saw Blake and Mount Crook passing through the field from the window. It reminded Hagrid, but Hagrid did not turn around. He was busy preparing Buckbeak's food, a plate of dead ferrets.
Before the hearing of the Dangerous Creatures Committee, he had to live with Buckbeak for the time being. He had to ensure that it did not cause any trouble.
Blake and Mount Crook entered the castle. They walked down the empty stairs and arrived in front of Gryffindor's common room.
Standing in front of the portrait, Blake shivered.
"A dog and a cat?! Do you know the password? Without the correct password, I will not let you in! " Sir Cadogan seemed to have drunk too much. He stood up unsteadily, his armor clanking. In the end, he had no choice but to stab his ridiculously large saber into the ground to support himself.
"Lowly mongrel!" Blake said in a low voice. He had already changed back.
"You too, Mr. Dog Disguise!" Sir Cadogan took another sip of wine. He did not seem to recognize that Blake was not a student of Gryffindor Academy.
To be more precise, as long as he had the correct password, he did not care who the other party was.
The portrait opened, and Blake climbed inside.
Behind him, the two former headmasters of Hogwarts, who had been drinking with Sir Cadogan, looked at him in surprise. They looked at each other and disappeared into the portrait.
The common room was very quiet. Blake prepared to enter Harry's bedroom.
He had seen it many times before. The mouse Peter had turned into was in the jacket pocket of the red-haired boy next to Harry.
He had only taken two steps forward when he saw Harry and Hermione unconscious on the ground.
Blake stopped abruptly. A trace of shock flashed across his exhausted face. The bad feeling in his mind reappeared, and it was getting stronger.
"Harry, Hermione, wake up. Why are you lying here? What happened?"
Blake shook Harry. His hands were shaking uncontrollably due to excessive nervousness.
"You are …" Harry woke up and looked at Blake in confusion. Then, as if remembering something, his eyes flashed with joy. "Sirius Black?!"
Blake nodded. He was also looking at Harry, tears welling up in his eyes.
He seemed to have a thousand words to say, but he did not know what to say. He only knew that the boy in front of him was the son of his best friend, Jaime.
The thirteen-year-old Harry looked very much like Jaime. Blake almost thought he was seeing the student Jaime again.
Except for the pair of green eyes, Harry's eyes resembled his mother, Lily.
Looking at Harry, Blake opened and closed his mouth several times. He seemed to have lost the ability to speak. Every time the words reached his mouth, he swallowed them back.
"Oh, Mr. Blake, Sirius?" Hermione's voice was suddenly heard. She said timidly, "Can I call you that?"
Blake was really shocked when he heard the way she addressed him. He stared at Hermione, as if he had long forgotten that others would speak to him so politely.
"You shouldn't be here now. You'll be discovered!"
"That's right!" Harry seemed to have just remembered that. He suddenly got up from the ground and said hurriedly, "I heard from Elwyn that you should come here at eight o 'clock at night. If someone else …"
"I don't care, I don't care about being discovered," Blake's voice was extremely hoarse. "If that mouse is there, where is Peter the Dwarf?"
Harry and Hermione hurriedly looked at each other, panic-stricken.
They suddenly realized that they had no idea where Peter the Dwarf was. He should be with Ron.
Ron had just used a Stun Spell to knock them out, and then ran off with Peter the Dwarf.
They must be plotting something. Blake was in a very dangerous situation.
"You should leave immediately, Sirius!" Harry said hurriedly.
"I think it's too late for him to escape!" As soon as Harry's voice fell, a cold voice was heard.
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