Chapter 345 As I said, matryoshka dolls are prohibited

This school year, Harry kept seeing a big black dog. The first time he saw it was at Privet Drive, the day Harry ran away from home on the Knight Bus, and he had seen it several times during Quidditch matches.

Harry never mentioned his worries to anyone, not even Ron.

In the wizarding world, seeing a black dog is called "unknown". It's not the "unknown" thing about having red hair in old age, it's really unknown. Many wizards firmly believe in the "unknown", and wizards can even list a long list of names of people who died in the "unknown".

Today, seeing this big black dog again, Harry's heart suddenly sank while he was running, and an unknown premonition arose in his heart.

Near the Whomping Willow, Ron hugged the mouse that Peter had turned into again. He kept shouting at Garonne and Crookshanks to get away. But Galen and Crookshanks had no intention of leaving. Instead, they stared at the mouse in Ron's arms.

Just as Harry was about to walk over and pull Ron up, he saw a huge black dog with gray eyes rushing over quickly.

Harry reached out to pull out the wand, but his movement was too slow and there was no time. As soon as his hand touched the wand, the big black dog had already knocked him down.

This fall knocked Harry to pieces. When he recovered, Ron had been dragged away by the big black dog and disappeared into the trunk of the Whomping Willow.

I don’t know since when, the Whomping Willow also learned to watch people’s orders. Facing Ada, the Whomping Willow was obedient, but facing Harry and Hermione, the Whomping Willow struck hard.

Finally finding someone he could beat, the branches of the Whomping Willow waved wildly. If the Whomping Willow could talk, it would probably say to Harry: Boy, the Whomping Willow has let you go before, but you still dare to come and die!

The swishing branches made Harry and Hermione very embarrassed, and the non-stop waving branches made them a little desperate.

As if he understood his master's despair, Crookshanks rushed forward, and the ginger ball lightning was staged again. Crookshanks pressed his front paws on a knot in the tree. The Whomping Willow, who had been so arrogant just now, immediately stopped moving.

Crookshanks glanced back at Hermione, then ducked into the hole beneath the tree trunk. Gallon, the follower, was also very dedicated. He got in after Crookshanks entered.

Before entering the tunnel, Garen barked "woof" at Harry and Hermione a few times, signaling them to follow them quickly. Harry and Hermione, who were worried about Ron's safety, quickly got into the hole without any hesitation.

The secret passage under the Whomping Willow leads to the Twilight Shack (Screaming Shack). After years of repairs by Ada, this secret passage is no longer the low profile it once was.

Harry and Hermione looked at the secret passage in front of them in surprise. The ground was paved with flat tiles, and there was a torch every few steps on the wall. Whenever Harry and Hermione passed by, the torches would light up automatically to light up the path under their feet.

"Where does this tunnel lead?" Hermione asked breathlessly from behind Harry.

"I don't know...it's on the Marauder's Map. Fred and George also mentioned it, but they just mentioned it casually." Harry said, "It should also lead to Hogsmeade..."

The anxious two people walked quickly through the secret passage, fearing that if they took a step at night, Ron would be eaten by the big black dog as dinner.

At the end of the secret passage is a door that is ajar, and there is a sign at the door. If you look carefully, you will find that the words on the wooden sign were not written at the same time.

The line "No matryoshka dolls allowed" under the wooden sign must have been added recently.

The space behind the wooden door is unexpectedly clean and tidy, the air is filled with a faint medicinal fragrance, and the foyer is lit with soft lights, giving people a warm feeling.

Through the window, you could just see Hogsmeade, and Harry and Hermione already knew where it was.

Raising their wands, Harry and Hermione walked quietly through the hall and saw the off-white Garen waiting for them on the stairs. Garen turned around and ran upstairs, and Harry and Hermione quickly followed.

On the landing, a door opened wide, and Ron's low groan came from behind the door. Harry and Hermione looked at each other one last time and nodded.

Harry clenched his wand and rushed in. He found that the room had all the furniture he needed for life, including a piano and a guitar. Crookshanks was lying on the soft sofa meowing at them, while Ron was leaning on the sofa, holding his injured leg.

Harry and Hermione immediately rushed to Ron's side and asked anxiously about him. Only then did they know from Ron's mouth that this was a trap, a trap set by Sirius Black.

There was no big black dog at all, the black dog Harry saw was Sirius Black!

The door slammed shut, and Sirius appeared in Harry's sight. He didn't look like a fugitive at all, his face was rosy, and his clothes were well-fitting, which was very different from the crazy image on the wanted poster.

"I knew you would come to save your friends." Sirius said, his voice no longer hoarse and became very magnetic, "Be brave like your father, Harry."

Sirius's original intention was to praise Harry. After all, father is the first hero in many boys' hearts, but Sirius didn't know that his behavior when he mentioned James was tantamount to dancing wildly in a minefield.

Hearing his father, hearing that Sirius Black dared to mention his father, a wave of hatred rose up in Harry's chest, squeezing out the fear in his heart.

Harry raised his wand and pointed it at Sirius, but before he could take action, his wand was disarmed. Not only was Harry's wand disarmed, but Hermione's wand also flew out of her hand. When it comes to dueling skills, Harry is really not good enough now.

"No, Harry!" Hermione shouted in fear.

"If you want to kill Harry, you must kill us too!" Ron said fiercely. He dragged his injured leg and stood up reluctantly.

"I'm glad to witness your friendship." Sirius said, "That's what James and I were like back then. We could both die for each other."

As an excellent wizard, what should I do without my wand? Of course it's close combat, telling the other party what a melee wizard is. That's what Harry did, driven straight into Black by his rage.

"You dare to mention him, you betrayed him! You killed him! You traitor!" Harry shouted angrily with his eyes red.

After all, he had just recovered from a serious injury, Sirius was still a little weak, and he was unprepared, so he was knocked down by Harry and was pinned under him. Harry angrily raised his fist and smashed it at Sirius without hesitation.

While dodging Harry's bastard punch, Sirius said: "Are you going to kill me, Harry? Is it because you don't like the Firebolt I gave you? I remember you liked broomsticks the most when you were a child. Your first A toy broom is a gift from me..."

Sirius kept talking about what happened before Harry was one year old, but the angry Harry didn't listen to a word, and kept hitting Sirius with his little fists.

Suddenly, Harry found himself inexplicably flying into the air, getting farther and farther away from Sirius, and did not stop until he fell on the sofa.

As Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked in shock, Remus Lupine burst into the room. Lupine panted and asked Sirius, "Where is he?"

With Lupine's help, Sirius climbed up from the ground and said excitedly: "Remus, I found him, we found him!"

Sirius pointed towards the sofa where Harry and Ron were sitting, and Lupine looked over. The murderous gazes of Lupine and Sirius made Harry, Ron, and Hermione misunderstand them even more.

Ron struggled to move his body to block Harry, while Hermione opened her arms to block Harry and Ron, as if they were playing hawk to catch the chicken.

"Professor Lupin!" Harry shouted, unable to understand Lupine's behavior. Did the other party teach him the Patronus Charm just to gain his trust? Is the other person taking care of himself just for today?

The same person who couldn't understand Lupin's behavior was Hermione. The little girl shouted hysterically: "I have always trusted you so much! I have been helping you hide it! You..."

"Calm down, Hermione." Lupine calmed down his emotions and said as calmly as possible, "We can explain..."

Harry was trembling, not with fear but with anger. Harry shouted at Lupine: "I trust you so much, it turns out you have always been his friend!"

"Listen to me, Harry." Lupine tried to calm Harry down. "Things are not what you know. Everyone is mistaken..."

The anger of two adolescent children could not be easily appeased. Even Lupin could not deal with Harry and Hermione in just a few words.

"No!" Hermione screamed, "Harry, don't believe him, he is a werewolf! Ada knows this too!"

Lupine's facial muscles trembled strangely, and he said: "I admit that I am a werewolf. But we, Sirius and I, none of us want to harm Harry!"

"As you said, little girl, Ada also knows this." Sirius added, "She is really the most unlovable girl I have ever seen, much worse than Lily!"

The names of Lily and Ada seemed to have magical powers. There was a tense situation in the hut just now, as if they were fighting for life and death, but now they were strangely calm.

Lupine first put away his wand, then walked towards them with the wands of the three Harrys. Halfway through, Lupine suddenly stopped. He put the three wands on the ground, and then pushed the wands on the ground towards Harry.

When the wand rolled to their feet, the three Harrys picked it up warily, their eyes always fixed on Lupine and Sirius. Lupine, on the other hand, spread out his empty hands and backed away slowly, pulling Sirius back with him.

Lu Ping did not stop until he retreated to the wall. He said: "The wand has been returned to you, one to three. I think we can talk calmly now."

"What are you talking about?" Another person's voice suddenly came from outside the door. "Talk about the life you two will have in Azkaban in the future? There's really nothing to talk about."