Chapter 246

The dog did not leave, but ran straight towards him.

Without any time to think, Watson stepped on the accelerator.

The rear of the car rushed out trailing black smoke, and a red light hit the spot where it had just been.

The big black dog ran and transformed into a human form, making an explosion and apparating in front of the car.

The sudden appearance of the black-haired man startled Watson and he pulled the handbrake.

The rear of the car swung out in a beautiful arc, and its tail landed on the black-haired man.

The man flew out, and Watson's heart was pounding. Looking at the motionless man, he thought he might have been hit to death, right?

After a moment's hesitation, he took out a pistol from the passenger side.

Open the car door and walk towards the man cautiously.

"Isn't he dead?"

Various possibilities flashed through Watson's mind, and he gritted his teeth and said: "If you don't do it, I will throw the person directly into the sea."

Just when he was about to clear his name, something like this happened, and Watson called it bad luck.

Arriving in front of the black-haired man, he turned the lying man over.

A wand was pointed at Watson.

"Fu...ck!"

A curse was followed by a flash of white light.

Empty the magazine.

The gunfire stopped.

Confusion flashed across Watson's face, and the black-haired man felt uncomfortable.

He stumbled to his feet, shot in his arms and legs.

The holes were bleeding, but for the wizard, these were healing.

"Hell, I was almost killed by a Muggle." Sirius cursed secretly, dragging his injured body and preparing to leave.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, look who this is?"

When the joking voice came, Sirius' face became serious and he turned around to look.

On the empty street, a man walked out.

The man wearing a large trench coat and a cowboy hat stepped out of the shadows when he saw the alert Sirius, crossed his arms and said playfully, "Sirius Black."

Sirius' expression changed, "Oxer, the index-fingered man.

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(Chapter 1/4)

Chapter 270 Gringotts and the Lestrange Bloodline

When Sirius was still a fugitive, he often dealt with the Index Finger Man.

Oxel, the index-fingered man, was similar to a killer bounty hunter. Faced with Sirius's high bounty, he had been looking for it for a long time.

"Look, Sirius Black, noble and ever pure Black."

Oxel's face was full of joking. He clicked his tongue at Sirius and said, "Why do you look like a lost dog? Are you wanted again?"

"Oxer, what are you doing here?" Sirius looked wary.

He secretly cried out that he was unlucky, it happened to be when he was in a bad state.

Normally, I wouldn't have to worry so much.

Oxel could see Sirius' vigilance. He shrugged, raised the brim of his hat with his fingers, and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I have changed my job now."

After that, Oxer showed the silver scythe in his windbreaker and said softly: "I switched to killing Death Eaters."

"Star Disciple." Sirius' pupils shrank.

He had also seen the reward at the Blind Pig Bar. This star disciple appeared specifically to hunt down Death Eaters.

Logically speaking, these people should be considered comrades in the Order of the Phoenix.

But the Order of the Phoenix wouldn't think so, because the guys in the Star Disciples are basically dark wizards, and every one of them has blood on their hands.

The number of Star Disciples is a mystery, but each of them is a once-famous dark wizard.

Index finger man, Gemini, execution platform...

These guys are more dangerous than Death Eaters, especially the Index Finger Man, who takes pleasure in killing.

"What? Want to join?" Oxer smiled and said, "I can be your introducer."

"No," Sirius said coldly: "With people like you, I don't want to go in."

"Weren't you once a wanted criminal?" Oxer said disdainfully: "Don't talk about how noble you are, you have also killed people."

Moving his eyes to Watson, Oxer said calmly: "A Muggle, you want to kill him?"

"It's just forgotten memory." If Sirius wanted to kill Watson, he wouldn't be hurt so badly.

"Well, good luck to you." Oxer shrugged, and a human skin fell out of his pocket.

He picked up the human skin without changing his expression and patted the dust on it.

Sirius' eyelids twitched, and after watching the other party leave, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Turning around to cast the forgetting spell, he saw the car starting and the car's taillights.

"I..." Sirius wanted to curse.

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12 Grimmauld Place.

Upstairs, Harry, Ron, and Hermione were finally reunited.

Entering the room, the light here is not very good and seems a bit dim.

Two single beds are placed side by side.

Too many things happened today, which was hard for the three little ones to digest.

"So...you were attacked by dementors?"

Ron spoke first, he was curious about what happened to Harry.

Hermione said angrily: "Harry is a victim, but he still has to go to the Ministry of Magic for trial. I have checked the information. They can't fire you, absolutely not. The "Reasonable Restraint of Minor Wizards" stipulates that before your life is affected, Magic can be used in situations of threat.”

Her mouth kept moving, and Ron and Harry exchanged glances, indicating that this was Hermione, right.

After closing the door, Harry still saw Hedwig here.

Ron complained: "It was always restless and almost pecked us half to death."

Harry was a little embarrassed when talking about this.

It was he who asked Hedwig to force Ron to bring her a decent reply, otherwise she would keep pecking at him until he wrote it.

"I'm really sorry, but I want to get a reply, you know." Harry thought about being kept in the dark during this period, and suddenly felt bad.

"We wanted to get back to you too, mate," said Ron. "Hermione was worried sick. She kept saying that if you stayed there without news, you might do something stupid. Come, but Dumbledore asked us to..."

"Make you swear not to tell me?" Harry's expression turned ugly.

The surprise of meeting two good friends for the first time gradually dissipated. He spent a whole month longing to see them. Now he was willing to let the two people leave and stay alone.

"He seems to think that's the best thing to do," Hermione said nervously, "I mean Dumbledore."

"I think he probably thinks you're safest if you stay with Muggles," said Ron.

"Really?" Harry asked with raised eyebrows, "Have any of you been attacked by dementors this summer?"

Is it safest to be around Muggles?

Stop making trouble, I was attacked by dementors.

He was the only one left in the dark.

Ron was speechless, "No, it's precisely because of that that he sent people from the Order of the Phoenix to follow you at all times."

"It doesn't seem to work very well, does it?" Harry felt a little cold in his heart and tried to stay calm, "I still have to protect myself, right?"

"Maybe... there is another reason." Hermione was silent for a while and then said, "He thinks John is here too."

John.

The name that had been mentioned frequently since just downstairs appeared again.

Harry laughed angrily, "Can John keep me safe?"

"At least, John is more reliable than others, isn't he?" Hermione said hesitantly, "John will not hurt you."

"You don't know, I didn't even have it during the summer vacation..."

The words stopped on his lips, and Harry remembered something.

The black thread seemed to drag away the soul.

If according to Hermione, then, that thing is John's magic?

It was something very bad, Harry was sure of it.

Could it be that John is studying black magic?

Ron hurriedly came out to smooth things over and said, "Dumbledore was furious. We saw that he was very angry at Mundungus' behavior."

"I wish he would leave," Harry said coldly. "If he doesn't leave, I won't be able to use magic, and Dumbledore will probably let me stay at Privet Drive all summer vacation."

Harry was angry at Dumbledore for isolating himself from the circle.

Just as the three little ones were talking, Sirius came back.

There was another rush below.

Tonks, especially, almost laughed out loud.

"What do you mean by just being a Muggle?"

Tonks gloated, Sirius had a dark look on his face.

Who would have thought that Muggle would act so unconventionally.

This is not America. Why are you bringing a gun with you when you go out?

After receiving treatment, he came with a message.

About the Star Disciples.

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Watson came back very late.