Chapter 98 Inevitable Coincidence

It was Harry's first time in Hogsmeade, and he felt a little excited indeed.

Honeydukes is worthy of being the most popular store among the little wizards, and it is full of people. Harry looked around, pushing his way through the crowd.

Then, Harry was delighted to see Ron and Hermione standing under a sign - they were scrutinizing a tray of lollipops reeking of blood.

Harry sneaked up behind them.

...well, no, Harry won't want it, I think it's for vampires. Hermione was talking to Ron.

How about this? said Ron, stuffing a jar of squashed roaches under Hermione's nose.

Definitely not. Harry couldn't help but say.

Ron almost dropped the jar when he heard Harry's voice.

Harry! screamed Hermione, what are you doing here? How - how did you get here?

Wow! Ron's eyes lit up, and he said in surprise, You have learned to hide!

Of course I didn't. Harry lowered his voice so the other students wouldn't hear.

Then he told them all about the Marauder's Map.

Why did Fred and George never give it to me! Ron was furious, I'm their real brother!

But Harry won't take it for a long time! Hermione hesitated, I think it's better to give it to Professor McGonagall...

Hermione's dead-headedness was clearly at work again.

No, I won't! said Harry.

Are you crazy? said Ron, glaring at Hermione, handing over such a good thing?

If I do, I'll have to say where I got it! Filch will know Fred and George got it!

But what about Black? Hermione said worriedly, He might have used a secret passage to enter the castle! If Professor McGonagall had this map—

He couldn't have come in through the passage! Harry retorted immediately. There are seven secret passages on the map, right? Fred and George reckon Filch may know four of them.

Of the other three, one has collapsed, and no one can get in through that passage; the Whomping Willow is planted at the entrance of one, so you can't get out if you go in. And the one I just walked through... well ...it's really hard to see where the entrance to it is in the cellar...so, unless...he knows about this secret passage...

As he spoke, Harry also began to hesitate.

What if Black did know of the passage?

However, Ron cleared his throat solemnly and pointed to a notice posted inside the candy shop door.

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By order of the Ministry of Magic, patrons please note:

Dementors will patrol the streets of Hogsmeade after sunset each day until further notice. This move is purely for the safety of the residents of Hogsmeade, and will be canceled once Sirius Black is captured and brought to justice again. It is better for customers to complete their purchases before the evening.

Merry Christmas!

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See? Ron spread his hands, there are dementors everywhere, and I'd like to see how Black can break into the candy store under these circumstances. Anyway, Hermione, the candy store owner always Will hear someone breaking in, won't you? They live above the candy store!

Yes, but...but... Hermione seemed to be trying to find something else to criticize, Look, Harry shouldn't have come to Hogsmeade anyway, he didn't hand in the signed application form! Harry's going to be in big trouble if anyone finds out he's here! And it's still daylight—what if Sirius Black showed up today, right now?

Actually, I'm more concerned about the open-air party Maca is having tonight—look at the announcement,

There are dementors patrolling at night! Ron's heart disease seems to be better, at least he can take the initiative to mention Maca.

The three of Harry were arguing with each other, but they didn't realize that Maca was actually watching them from an alley not far away!

At this moment, a shabby-dressed wizard turned around seemingly casually, and very naturally slipped from the crowd on the street into the alley where Maca was.

Tarino, how is it? Maca said calmly.

It's indeed waiting, my old buddy is following there, don't worry!

This scruffy male wizard was exactly the same Tarino that Maca met in the Three Broomsticks bar last time, and at this moment, he still looked like a fool and out of shape.

Haven't you been discovered? Maca asked again.

Impossible, without this ability, how dare you hang out in the underground world? Tarino said with a chuckle.

That's fine... Maca nodded and said, It's almost time, I'll go over there to take over. Tomorrow you go to the Tyrande store to collect the other half of the fee, and this transaction will be considered complete.

Thank you for your patronage, you can find me whenever you need it next time—you already know the place.

Maca waved his hand, turned around and went deep into the alley. Although Tarino was walking in the same direction, after turning a corner, he found that Maca was no longer in front of him.

It's really... Tarino couldn't help curling his lips, It's a good thing he didn't grab food from us.

Of course Maca was already invisible. After turning a few turns, he returned to the avenue from another alley. Immediately, he rushed towards the post office.

Following the hidden mark left by Tarino's partner, he soon saw an ordinary-looking wizard at the entrance of a deep alley.

Maca threw a note at his feet, and the other party looked around calmly, and then a strange look flashed in his eyes.

He picked up the note and looked at it, then glanced into the alley without saying a word. The next moment, he resolutely blended into the crowd, and soon disappeared.

Mute.

Maca muttered a sentence in his heart, and ran quickly to the depths of the alley, but the sound of his footsteps miraculously disappeared completely.

It has to be said that the assassin's abilities are indeed very practical. Although they are not very useful in a head-to-head battle, they can play a very important role in the current situation.

Soon, he found a slightly thin black dog at the end of the alley. It was walking in the shadows, but its hind legs did look a bit inflexible.

It seems that the last blow did leave him with some injuries.

Black didn't have much healing to offer, and for some reason, Maca's wand seemed to deny his use. So until now, he is still dragging his injuries and acting.

In terms of firm will, maybe few people are better than him. Maca couldn't help thinking.

At the same time, Maca's hands are not idle. He pointed at the corner of the wall with Black's wand, and a broken plate that was discarded here by someone immediately began to deform, and in a blink of an eye it turned into a big lively mouse.

If you look closely, the mouse looks exactly the same as Ron's Scabbers.

Maca waved his wand again, and the big mouse sprinted past a corner not far from the black dog, and after deliberately making a noise, it immediately ran to another alley at an extremely fast speed. up!

But Black's level of vigilance was always within Maca's judgment. The black dog suddenly turned his head, and immediately saw the figure of the big mouse flashing past.

The word familiarity can no longer be used to describe Black's appearance of the mouse, it really only left a strong impression of hate to the marrow.

At that moment, Black seemed to have forgotten the injury on his leg, and he let go of his legs and chased into the alley. When he passed by Maca who was in an invisible state, the pair of dog eyes that implied anger and madness left a deep impression on Maca.

Did you hate it too much? Maca also quickly chased after him, thinking calmly while running, I hope it doesn't affect the plan for a while.

Black's speed was very fast, he didn't look injured at all, and the distance between him and the mouse transformed by Maca was constantly shortening.

Fortunately, the destination is almost here!

When they turned a corner again, Maca controlled the mouse and slid into a trash can by a certain window. Just as Black was about to overturn the trash can and catch the mouse, he heard Harry's voice.

Although Blake was stunned for a moment, he didn't hesitate too much, but immediately overturned the trash can and scattered the trash inside - but the mouse had long since disappeared.

Of course he couldn't find it, because the mouse had already turned back into the broken plate the moment it got into the trash can.

Maca walked past the furious Black, and glanced out of the alley, just in time to see Harry, Hermione and Ron, walk through the door of the Three Broomsticks.

It turned out that where Blake was now was under the side window of the Three Broomsticks.

Maca glanced at Black, and saw that he was standing up and lying on the edge of the window looking at Harry's figure, so she nodded reassuringly.

Arriving here, the plan is more than half successful.

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Inside the Three Broomsticks Bar, it was still so crowded and noisy.

There were many guests, the room was warm and smoky, and a mature woman with a curvaceous figure and a beautiful face was taking care of a group of noisy wizards at the bar.

That's Ms. Rosmerta. Ron blushed suddenly, and he added, I'll get a drink, okay?

Harry and Hermione went to the back of the room, where there was a small empty table between the window and the beautiful Christmas tree, and near the fireplace.

But Harry didn't know that Sirius Black was watching him secretly from the window!

Five minutes later Ron was back with three big mugs of hot, frothy butterbeer.

Merry Christmas! he said cheerfully, raising his big glass.

Harry raised his glass, then took a long swig.

It was, he thought, the best-tasting drink he had ever had, and it seemed to warm him from the inside out, so he immediately took another swig.

Suddenly, a breeze blew through his hair, and the door of the Three Broomsticks opened again. Harry looked over the edge of the mug towards the door, a look that nearly choked him.