Chapter 89 Seeing the Black Dog Again

During the last time before returning to Hogwarts, Maca didn't go anywhere, so he took Luna to sit in the Three Broomsticks bar for a while.

For this very popular pub in Hogsmeade village, most wizards would choose to sit here every time they come.

Ms. Rosmerta, the owner of the bar, is a very social and popular woman. She is always very talkative, and many wizards like to chat with her.

Well, especially male wizards - even the professors at Hogwarts mostly know her.

Speaking of which, this bar has an interesting allusion. Maka sat at the table and said to Luna, Before Ms. Rosmerta took over this bar, it was called 'Two Broomsticks'.

Is this interesting? A scruffy wizard on the other side came over, looked at Maca and asked.

It's not interesting here, Maca spread her hands, You know, what's beyond that?

Hmm... The wizard thought for a while, then guessed naturally, A broom?

No, earlier, this was a privately owned broomstick workshop. Maca said, The 'Zhiyue' was born here at the end of the 19th century. The creative source of Sibi's design of 'Ziyuehao'.

It's really unexpected, it's indeed an interesting allusion... The wizard smiled and said, You know a lot, are you little wizards from Hogwarts?

Yeah, you know, Hogsmeade is full of Hogwarts students today.

That's right, that's right. The wizard smiled, But there are not many people who are as calm as you.

At this time, Ms. Rosmerta came over with a tray, and while talking and laughing with the wizard, she put the glass in front of him.

Would you like me to buy you a drink? The wizard put his arms around Maca and said, How about paying for that interesting allusion you told?

Hey! Tarino, don't teach bad children! Ms. Rosmerta slapped him on the back lightly and warned.

Come on, Rosmerta, I won't ask, I won't invite...haha!

The scruffy wizard whom Ms. Rosmerta called Tarino was pretending to dodge, with a mischievous smile on his face, completely oily, as if he had always been this way.

Don't pay attention to him, he's just a slob. Rosmerta smiled at Maca, and went straight behind the bar.

Look at that figure... ahem, I mean, Ms. Rosmerta is a charming witch.

Probably because he finally realized Maca's age, and Luna had been watching his relationship curiously, he finally controlled his mouth and didn't continue to say any unsavory remarks.

But Maca stared at Tarino thoughtfully for a while, as if thinking about something.

He paused for a while, then suddenly said: Mr. Tarino, I think it would be more appropriate for me to invite you.

As Maca spoke, she suddenly turned her head and shouted towards the bar: Ms. Rosmerta, bring Mr. Tarino a glass of Blue Brand John, I treat you.

Oh, of course, but— Madam Rosmerta hesitated.

Don't worry, it's fine.

Tarino put away his smile and looked at Maca in surprise.

How can this be— he said, I was only joking.

Maca squeezed a smile at him, and said calmly: But I'm not... enjoying the wine in peace, sir, I just want to ask a few questions by the way.

Tarino was stunned for a moment, then shrugged and said, Oh, all right! Blue card John, what reason can I refuse?

The wine was served soon, but Maca was not interested in touching it, he was only interested in obtaining useful information.

Mr. Tarino, you must be familiar with the dark side of the magic world, can you chat with me casually?

I think so, but... there are no interesting stories there, are you sure you want to hear it? Tarino spread his hands and confirmed.

Of course, otherwise, why do you think I invite you to drink for no reason? Maca said naturally, This is a bar, except for the wine, there are stories—now that there is wine, of course there is a need for some stories.

Hey! It's really hard to see, you are quite clear about what's going on here...Okay, okay, let's tell a story... Tarino took a sip of his wine cautiously, and then continued, Speaking of which, I haven't been very stable recently-well, to be honest, I haven't been safe...

In Tarino's intermittent narration, Maca learned for the first time the messy things hidden in the shadow of the wizarding world.

In fact, it’s somewhat fragmented. After all, Britain has the greatest white wizard today——Albus Dumbledore, and there are basically no major events in recent years.

It's just that there are no big things, but small things are always forbidden and inexhaustible.

The Aurors of the Ministry of Magic are very dedicated to their duties, and there are dark wizard search teams and strikers who specialize in dealing with dangerous criminals, but no matter how strict the precautions are, there are always times when they lose sight of others.

What's more, there are werewolves and vampires, creatures that are prone to crime by nature, and there are too many small troubles.

Of course, the hottest incident recently is Sirius Black's prison break. Criminals like the kind who can escape from Azkaban are the type that really cause headaches.

That is to say, has someone seen him recently? Maca asked.

That's right! I heard that he is lurking in Hogsmeade! Tarino whispered, But he seems to have injured his leg, if this is true, the danger will be much lower——

You know, a lunatic like Blake doesn't even want to provoke those dark wizards with bad records.

That's true... Although as far as I'm concerned, there were a lot of doubts about the incident at the time. Before Black entered Azkaban, he didn't even go through the trial process. Maca nodded and said.

Who knows? Tarino pouted immediately when he heard the words, What tricks are there, no one can explain clearly now.

After that, Maca talked about other things along the topic, and after learning about those little things about sneaking around, he left with Luna.

It's getting late, it's time to go back to school.

Take another secret path when you go back. The Ravenclaw common room is probably full of people by now.

Maca led Luna towards the Screaming Shack not far away.

The secret passage leading to the Whompering Willow was still so narrow, and the two of them managed to bend down all the way to the other end of the secret passage.

But just as Maca showed his head, he found a black dog staring at him with its big round eyes.

...Good evening. Maca blinked and said.

He really didn't expect such a coincidence to meet Sirius Black here. Because of the sudden incident, he really didn't know what to say for a while.

But the next moment, Black, who had turned into an Animagus form, made a forward pounce.

Maca?

Just when Maca was hesitating whether to draw out his wand, Luna, who was still bent over in the secret passage, made a sound.

Immediately, Maca stopped moving, and so did Black.

The other party looked at Maca, then turned around resolutely, ran to the Forbidden Forest not far away, and quickly disappeared into the bushes beside the forest.

You know, the wand Maca is using now is the one shot down from Black's hand.

On that day, Maka still had a disguise on her body, so she didn't let the other party discover her identity today. But if you take out your wand, the other party will definitely recognize it at a glance.

He can't reveal his identity so quickly. After all, since he failed to subdue Black last time, he can only take a long detour. Some things he had to get from Black.

Matters mattered, and his relationship with Black couldn't get too tense right now.

It's okay, come up quickly, the dinner party is about to begin.

Maca climbed to the ground, then reached out and gave Luna a hand. Afterwards, the two walked quickly to the auditorium.

In the shadows on the edge of the Forbidden Forest, Black was looking at the backs of Maca and Luna, with a glimmer of doubt in his eyes.

...

As Ron said to Harry, today's dinner was really big.

Hundreds of jack-o'-lanterns hung in the auditorium, along with a swarm of bats flying up and down and many orange streamers breathing flames—they floated lazily below the ceiling like a swarm of brilliant water snakes.

The food was exceptionally good, and even Hermione and Ron, who had eaten Honeydukes to the point of bursting their stomachs, ordered a second serving of everything.

Not far away on the teacher's bench, Lupine looked happy and fun-loving as usual - he was chatting lively with Charms teacher Professor Flitwick.

Looking down the table, you can see where Snape is sitting.

He still had the same cold old look, and he was still so out of place in the festive auditorium.

The dinner concluded with entertainment provided by the ghosts of Hogwarts.

Ghosts pop up from walls and tables to do a sort of parade gliding - Gryffindor's Nearly Headless Nick managed to recreate the circumstances in which he was decapitated.

Everyone had a good night.

Many students were discussing various things about going to Hogsmeade village today, and the excitement and happiness still lingered in their bodies, as if they would not be able to sleep tonight unless they were wiped clean.

When the dinner was over, Maca went back to the common room with the other Hufflepuffs. But Harry, Ron, and Hermione found that many people were crowded in front of the common room of Gryffindor House—that is, in front of the portrait of the Fat Lady.

Why doesn't everyone go in? Ron asked strangely.

There were too many people in front of them, and they couldn't see what was going on.

Harry tried to stand on tiptoe and look over the head - the portrait seemed to be closed.