Chapter 218 The Screaming Shack
Lupin once again returned to the outside of the castle. As the professor of Defense Against the Dark Arts at Hogwarts, and also the person who participated in the production and modification of the Marauder's Map, Lupin clearly remembered every secret passage leading to the outside of the castle, and he could leave here openly, which was much better than sneaking around when he was studying at Hogwarts.
Looking at the familiar Whomping Willow, they had spent seven years under this tree unknowingly. Until now, he had to relive the plot of entering the secret passage to guard against the Whomping Willow's attack.
Lupin believed that if Sirius really came, he would not choose the Shrieking Shack in Hogsmeade as his hiding place.
Because he was also there, Sirius' old friend Professor Lupin, and they all knew how to get to the Shrieking Shack very well. The name of the Shrieking Shack was born because of them... For whatever reason, the Shrieking Shack was not an excellent hiding place for Sirius Black.
At least, in the school, even if Lupin didn't come, there was still Dumbledore, and even Severus Snape.
That hooked nose, Lupin smiled self-deprecatingly, Severus did not betray Dumbledore, betrayed the Order of the Phoenix, but his good friend, the upright, passionate Sirius Black, became a shameful betrayer.
Revealing the whereabouts of the Tombs, killing their good friend, Peter Pettigrew...
All this is so ironic, the most unexpected person became the ultimate black hand behind the scenes...
Thinking of this, Lupin took a deep breath.
The night of Hogwarts tonight is still as beautiful as usual... Far away from the hustle and bustle of industry and technology in the Muggle world, this makes the sky of Hogwarts still as bright as many years ago.
The cold moonlight scattered on the ground through the clouds, making the outside particularly white.
However, this was not good news for Lupin. The full moon night was coming soon. According to his usual experience, he would have to hide in the forest in secret in the next few days, like the most ferocious beast, bloodthirsty and manic.
Fortunately, there was the wolfsbane potion brewed by Snape, which allowed him to regain some consciousness when he transformed, so that he could hide secretly in his office instead of the Screaming Shed in Hogsmeade...
Damn, it was the Screaming Shed again...
Lupin walked to the entrance of the secret passage but was a little hesitant. He didn't know what he was going to face. He hoped that there was no one there, so that he wouldn't have to use his wand...
After hesitating for a long time, Lupin finally sighed. This was his duty, an inevitable responsibility. If necessary, he knew the spell he should use, even if it was painful...
Lupin jumped lightly and entered the tree hole under the Whomping Willow. He bent down, holding the wand in one hand in front of him, catching the light of the wand and groping forward.
The secret passage was a little damp. It was not too far from the Black Lake. The smell of rotten wood filled the whole passage.
Everything was still so familiar.
After walking for about forty minutes, Lupin pushed the wooden board above his head heavily. Dust suddenly filled the whole tunnel. It looked like no one had been here for a long time.
He fanned it twice with his hand. When the dust was slightly dispersed, Lupin came out of the secret passage with his wand.
The corners of the dilapidated house were almost smoothed, and the wooden pillars also looked a little rotten.
A dilapidated four-poster bed, with torn marks everywhere on the bed, some left by his transformation, and some torn by Sirius to stop him. The broken floor of the pot tower was still the same, but it became more dilapidated.
Lupin stretched out his hand and trembled to touch the traces. It didn't look like anyone had been here.
As he walked, he looked around, and soon he found his most important thing on the table, a photo of the four of them.
Potter with a smirk, Sirius with a cheerful face, Peter with a timid face, and him... He stood at the back, he was the tallest, this was the advantage of a werewolf...
The photo had lost its magic, it had become like the black and white film in the Muggle world, the paper had turned slightly yellow, what Lupin wanted to see more at this moment...
"Beautiful, right... Remus!"
Suddenly, a voice came from the dark corner.
Lupin turned around quickly, he used his wand to illuminate the shadow in the corner...
It was a pale man, with prominent cheekbones, deep eye sockets, and his face was not bloody at all, but rather presented a cyan style.
His hair was very messy, even tangled together, his bare chest was bruised, there was only skin left, and the ribs were so clearly visible.
"You shouldn't be here, Black..."
Lupin's eyes radiated a dangerous light, he could suddenly jump up and knock Sirius to the ground at any time.
"Then where should I be?" Sirius walked out from the shadows, looking at Lupin gloomily, and walked back and forth on Lupin's plane.
Lupin's wand never left Sirius' direction for a second.
"Azkaban?" Sirius smiled, "Why, is that where you want me to be?"
"..." Lupin didn't say anything, just stared at Sirius. He never thought that Sirius would wait for him here. He just came here because of some inexplicable idea, or was he reminiscing about the past?
"It seems so!" Sirius smiled, and his smile was extremely ugly. His teeth seemed to have rotted with the wood.
"But, I've had enough of that place..." Suddenly, Sirius shouted almost crazily, "He's still outside, and I'm like a fool squatting in the cage surrounded by Dementors. Potter died because of me..."
"Shut up, Black..." Lupin was angry, and a disarming spell accurately knocked Sirius out.
Sirius' body hit the wall of the house heavily, making a dull bang.
"How dare you mention Potter again...you dirty, crazy murderer...why don't you stay in Azkaban and continue to serve your dirty master? Like a monster...or maybe Peter's death is not enough for you, you want to get rid of me too? That way you can maintain your pure-blood glory?" Lupin shouted almost crazily, and raised his wand, and the magic binding lifted Sirius up from the ground. (To be continued)