Chapter 244 The Screaming Shack

Perhaps because he was worried that Mike would rashly enter that dangerous little house, Lupine did not tell Mike in detail how to enter the Shrieking Shack. He only said that pressing a scar on the Whomping Willow will make it quiet, and at the same time, the secret passage The entrance will also appear.

Mike later went to check out the Whomping Willow. However, the Whomping Willow was covered in scars, and he didn't even know which one to press.

But it doesn't matter, because the four Marauders couldn't get out of Hogwarts and needed this secret path to Hogsmeade.

Mike was different, he had the help of house elves.

It was evening when Mike and Shook arrived in front of the Shrieking Shack.

The sun quickly disappeared into the sky like a primary school student rushing to go home, and at the same time it also took away the light in the world.

The Shrieking Shack is located in a large wilderness, which has been overgrown with weeds due to being abandoned for too long.

After autumn, these weeds naturally began to wither and turn yellow. Combined with the dilapidated villa not far away and the huge dead tree in front of the villa, it had a bit of a haunted house feel.

Mike and Shuke stepped on the dead grass and slowly approached the Shrieking Shack.

Due to long years of neglect, most of the magic restrictions here have been abandoned. It is okay to block Muggles and ordinary wizards, but it is still not enough in front of Mike.

Three strokes, five divisions and two divisions broke these restrictions, and Mike stood in front of the screaming shack and activated his magic perception.

In an instant, the entire internal structure of the Screaming Shack appeared in front of Mike.

This is a dilapidated house, and all the windows inside are boarded up.

There was very little furniture in the house, but a lot of various pieces of wood and garbage. Mike guessed that these garbage should have been furniture originally, but they were torn into pieces by Lupine who was in the transformed state at the time.

There was a thick layer of dust on the floor, and some footprints were clearly printed on it. Most of them were dog paw prints, and only a few were human barefoot prints.

'It seems that our Mr. Black now prefers to be a dog than a human being. ’

Thinking like this, Mike's mental energy began to search along these footprints, and soon he found Blake sleeping on the bed in the only room in the villa with a intact bed.

"lucky!"

Mike smiled and took out his wand and used the unlocking spell on the door.

With a snapping sound, the door lock opened.

This sound also woke up Blake inside. Mike could clearly see from the magic perception that the man lying on the bed jumped out of bed quickly, and when he landed, he had turned into a dog.

Then the dog ran out of the room at an alarming speed and rushed towards a corner in the living room.

Mike didn't hesitate anymore and opened the door with a bang.

"The Divine Edge is Shadowless!"

As Mike pointed his wand, a shocking slash appeared on the floor in front of the big black dog.

The big black dog with messy hair showed a very human look of fear in its eyes, but then it turned into endless madness and rushed towards Mike with bared teeth.

Mike looked at the big dog that was rushing toward him in a playful manner, and jumped sideways to avoid its attack. At the same time, he flicked the wand in his hand and turned it into a short metal stick. The next moment, he whipped it hard. On the big dog's waist.

Copper-headed iron-bone tofu waist, this is used to describe the wolf, which means that the wolf's waist is the most vulnerable part of its body.

The same is true for dogs as a domesticated species of wolves.

There was only a click sound, and the big black dog fell to the floor, raising a large cloud of dust.

"Ouch!"

The big black dog whose lumbar spine was broken kept whimpering in pain, while Mike frowned and looked at the large amount of dust raised by it.

All the windows here have been sealed, and the large amounts of dust cannot be dispersed at all.

Shuke reacted immediately. With a snap of his fingers, a strong wind blew in the living room, blowing all the dust out of the door.

After giving Shu Ke an appreciative look, Mike came to the black dog.

"If I'm not mistaken, you should be Sirius Black, right?" Mike looked at the still struggling black dog in front of him with the faint light from the tip of his staff, "If I hand you over to the Ministry of Magic , they should at least give me a Merlin Second Class Medal, right?"

The black dog on the ground suddenly stiffened, and the next moment it turned into a thin, dirty middle-aged man in front of Mike.

"Are you the one sent by Snotlout? Hahaha, ugh!"

The severe pain made Blake unable to exert any strength at all, and the mouthful of muddy saliva fell to the ground before flying far.

Mike looked at Blake's yellow teeth and hair like dried seaweed, smelled the stench coming from his body, and calmly and slowly took a few steps back.

"Get him clean!"

"Yes Master!"

The loyal Shuke perfectly executed Mike's order and wiped Blake out.

This kind of large-scale movement is undoubtedly painful for a person with an interrupted lumbar spine, but strangely, Blake didn't scream at all while taking a shower, but instead laughed non-stop.

"It looks like he's gone crazy."

As he spoke, Mike took out a bottle of bright red potion from his arms and placed it in front of Blake, who was weak but much cleaner.

"You want to poison me? You stupid little snot! Hahaha!"

Blake glanced at the bottle of medicine warily, and then uttered all kinds of vicious words in his mouth.

Mike frowned and glanced at Shuke, who then stepped forward and forcefully opened Blake's mouth and drank the entire bottle of potion.

The potion took effect as soon as it entered the mouth, and a terrifying clicking sound came from Blake's waist. Then, amidst Blake's crazy howling, his dislocated waist quickly returned to normal.

"Can we have a nice chat now?" Mike said, looking at Blake who was sweating again, "I'm not Snape's friend, I'm Harry's friend."

When he heard the word Harry, the madness in Blake's eyes suddenly suffocated, but then he looked at Mike warily and said, "I don't believe you!"

Seeing his appearance, Mike was not anxious and slowly explained: "I learned about the existence of this cabin from Professor Lupin, so I was wondering, could Black be hiding here?

Ha, I came over today and saw that you are indeed here! "

"I already know your story very clearly. You are a Death Eater who betrayed the Potters and caused Harry to become an orphan. He also murdered his best friend Peter Pettigrew!"

"I didn't! It's Peter! That damn rat! I'm going to kill it!"

Mike's words stimulated Blake's crazy nerves. He struggled frantically to catch Mike in front of him. Unfortunately, Shuke kept suppressing him, which made his current movements look like a turtle on all fours.

"Oh! Speaking of Peter, I feel a little strange." Mike said pretentiously, "I have a treasure called the Marauder's Map, which can show the names of everyone in Hogwarts. But the strange thing is that I am actually in I saw Peter Pettigrew's name on it! Can you tell me what's going on?"

Maybe he was tired from struggling, or maybe he calmed down after hearing Mike's words. The crazy look in Blake's eyes quickly faded, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I've already said, I'm not a traitor, Peter, that stinky rat. That's right! He is also an Animagus, and his transformation is a mouse! He killed James and Lily, but when I found him, he used the wand hidden behind him to kill everyone within half a kilometer around him. Everyone escaped under the cover of the explosion!"

"I saw it in the newspaper! It was hidden in the arms of the red-haired boy! I recognized it at first sight!"

Mike looked at Blake in silence.

Even though he already knew these things, he still felt uncomfortable watching Blake say them again.

More than ten years of imprisonment in Azkaban has done a lot of damage to Black. The handsome and noble young man in the past has now turned into a skinny and ghost-like middle-aged man. To be honest, he looks like a Weasley. That ghoul in the attic.

What's even more frightening is that the dementors also dealt a major blow to his spirit. Even though he could turn into a dog to avoid being attacked by the dementors, he has been in a desperate place like Azkaban all year round, and madness is inevitable.

Thinking of this, the expression on Mike's face softened a lot.

"I trust you."

As Mike slowly uttered such a sentence, the expression on Blake's face became very strange.

He originally thought that Mike would treat his words as fart like everyone else, but he didn't expect that Mike would believe him so much.

"I believe you." Mike repeated again while looking into Blake's eyes, "At the same time, I will help you!"

"Really?"

Mike nodded.

"Thank you! Thank you!" Blake choked out his thanks, but soon the expression on his face became ferocious again, "Peter! Bring that stinky rat Peter here! I will kill him with my own hands!"

"No, you can't kill him!"

"Why!" Blake was furious.

"Because I am Harry's friend, and I didn't lie to you about this." Mike spread his hands and explained, "So as a friend, I naturally have to think about him."

"So what if you kill Peter? The Ministry of Magic should arrest you anyway. You will still be a lost dog by then. But it will be different if you send Peter to Azkaban. We will tell the public the truth. Then You will become free."

"No! I must kill him with my own hands!"

Seeing that Blake seemed to have lost his mind, Mike shook his head and squatted down.

"Do you know how Harry has lived for more than ten years?" Mike said, "His uncle's family has not treated him well at all, they just make him do things at every turn. He doesn't even have his own room! You don't want to let him Is he doing better?"

"Think about it, you will be free and glorious again! Then you can take Harry out of that place and give him a new home! This is what you owe him, you made him lose a home, You should give him a brand new home! Think about it, then you two can go shopping together, go to the movies together, go..."

Mike's words were extremely bewitching. Blake's eyes slowly became blurred, and he murmured to himself as if he was caught in a fantasy: "Yes, I have to live. This is what I owe him... But I How do we do this?"

"Just leave it to me, I will take care of it for you."

Blake was overjoyed when he heard this, grabbed Mike's shoulders and said, "Really!?"

Mike remained silent for a long time, just looking at Blake meaningfully.

Blake was not a complete lunatic. Seeing Mike's appearance, he still didn't know what Mike was planning.

The originally excited expression on his face immediately cooled down. He released his grip on Mike's shoulders and said coldly: "What do you want? There are countless gold galleons piled in the Black family's treasury. These are useless to me." Even if it’s useless, I can give it to you!”

"Snapped!"

Mike snapped his fingers and said with a smile: "It's comfortable to talk to smart people. Smart people don't talk secretly. I'm not short of money, so I have no intention of those Galleons in your vault! What I want is... the Black family knowledge!"

Blake's pupils immediately shrank when he heard this. No one knew better than him how terrifying things were recorded in the books hidden by his family. You must know that their family has been a user of black magic for thousands of years. The family secrets The black magic here is full of strange things.

To be honest, Blake would rather Mike wanted his endless wealth rather than those dangerous spells.

But living with Harry was obviously more tempting. After struggling for a while, Blake gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! I promise you!"

"Congratulations! You made the right decision! Shuke."

Upon hearing his master's call, Shuke immediately took out a highest-level magic contract from his arms and handed it over.

"I originally planned to use the Unbreakable Oath, but it's a pity that we don't have a notary now." Mike signed his name on the contract as he said it again, and then handed the contract to Blake along with the signature pen.

Blake didn't reply. He took the contract and looked at it carefully, not even missing the beautiful patterns on the contract.

He couldn't help but be careless.

Signing a magic contract is a very strict matter, and many people will tamper with the contract, such as writing some extremely harsh conditions in the words of other races and disguising them as patterns.

But Mike's contract had not been tampered with. After checking it several times and finding no abnormalities, Blake signed his name very generously.

"Well, the writing is good!" Mike took back the contract, praised it and then put it in his arms, "Then just wait for my good news?"

After Mike said that, he made a gentleman's salute to Blake and then walked towards the door.

"Wait!"

Mike looked back at Blake in confusion.

"This is for you." Blake handed Mike a piece of paper with a badge on it. "Today I saw his broom blown to the Whomping Willow by the wind. It must be broken. Take this to Gringotts to get it. A sum of money, and then go buy Harry a new broom, the best one!"

"Then take the Firebolt and I'll help you buy some daily necessities."