Chapter 236 Hello, Padfoot
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He Dian Bai Kai Shui
"Back off the enemy three feet away!" A hoarse voice sounded in the quiet screaming shack.
If someone opened the thick curtains, they would be able to see a flash of white light and the human expression of astonishment on a big black dog flying upside down.
As expected by Soul, Sirius Black's Animagus was hiding behind the living room sofa outside the door.
The moment Suer opened the door and stepped into the living room, he stretched out his claws and pounced.
But Suer, who was well prepared, immediately cast a spell.
Sirius, who was knocked away by the curse before he could see the person clearly, turned over.
Facing Sur, he lowered his body and looked fiercely like a wolf that had been hungry for many days. But he obviously didn't expect that what would come out would be a faceless monster?
It is absolutely correct to describe the current Sur as a monster.
What normal person would have no nose, eyes or mouth?
Just such a dazed person, and the experience of fighting (beating) Professor Snape countless times told Suer that the time when the enemy is distracted is often the best moment for a battle to end.
Soul shook his wand slightly.
Behind Blake, a dusty box quietly stretched and lengthened, snaking and crawling on the ground like a snake.
The long life in prison seemed to have seriously affected Blake's judgment, but the animal's keen senses still allowed it to smell a hint of danger.
But, it's too late!
Under Sur's control, the rope transformed from the wooden box quickly wound up the moment Blake reacted to avoid it.
Climbing up to the limbs of the big dog, he tied it tightly into a animal ready to be slaughtered in the blink of an eye...
It would be more like if there was a stick passed between the ropes to lift it up.
Blake struggled in panic, was particularly irritable, let out bursts of barking, and at the same time twisted his body hard, retracted his limbs hard in an attempt to free himself from the binding, and pieces of dust began to rise.
Soul's brows jumped and he had to add another layer of insurance to Sirius.
"Quick imprisonment."
A thick hemp rope jumped out from the tip of the staff.
Blake stopped struggling, he couldn't move, and the newly appeared rope tied him tightly except for the dog's head.
However, the dog's mouth was still moving, especially when Suer was preparing to get closer.
"Woof woof woof!!! Woof woof woof woof!!"
"Shh... be quiet." Suer put his finger up where his mouth should be, flicked his wand, and took a step forward.
"Sirius Black, oh, or Mr. Padfoot, hello?"
Blake's pupils narrowed and he barked even more frantically in response.
"Quiet!" Suer frowned, oh, he had no eyebrows at this time.
But Blake seemed to have lost his mind, stretching his neck and opening his mouth wide, his teeth emitting waves of cold light.
Soul sighed, "It seems that the form of Animagus has a great influence on you, Mr. Padfoot."
"There's only one way to wake you up."
Have you ever seen a fist bigger than a casserole?Blake can tell you that he has seen it!
"Bang! Bang...woo...woof!!"
Outside the Shrieking Shack, a passing wizard vaguely heard a strange sound coming from it. He stood there, pricking up his ears in confusion and listened, convinced that the strange noise he heard came from the Shrieking Shack not far away.
Think again of the long-standing supernatural story about the Shrieking Shack in Hogsmeade.
A look of panic appeared on his cheeks. Originally planning to take a shortcut in front of the Shrieking Shack, he immediately chose to turn around and retreat, disappearing like the wind.
"Why are you so stubborn? Mr. Padfoot, I'm tired of beating him." Suer exhaled and shook his sore wrist.
In just three minutes, he gave the big black dog in front of him a physical attack, and just by baring his teeth, he was able to hit him with a big punch.
For a normal person, a good beating is enough to wake him up.
But Blake didn't know if it took too long to transform into a dog or if there was something wrong with his breed of dog?He refused to give in until he died, but the fierce light in his eyes became stronger, and Sur was tired of beating him.
He gave up and chose to use a more intuitive, wizard-like method.
A green light that seemed to be dripping from the tip of the staff was reflected in the big black dog's eyes, and alarm bells rang in its mind.
The effect is great. At the moment when the curse is about to come out, the remaining sanity allows Black to find himself.
"It would have been better if it had been like this." Sur's hoarse voice, filled with fatigue, sounded in this old living room.
Watching Blake's body elongate, the protruding big nose slowly retracted, the dog gradually became rounder, and a face with high cheekbones and sunken cheeks appeared in front of Sur.
Seeing this, Sur withdrew the spell and smiled secretly in his heart. This spell, which was very similar to Avada's spell, really worked.
"Ho...ho..." Blake gasped and tried to twist, but the rope that tied him firmly was not merciful at all.
The Shrieking Shack fell into a weird atmosphere, Black was panting alone, and a faceless monster wearing a wizard's robe stood quietly beside Black.
After a while, the breathing gradually subsided.
"You...who are you?" Blake's voice was hoarse, and he struggled to look up at Sur's face, as if he wanted to see something from it.
"It's not important. What's important is that I know you, Mr. Padfoot, or Siris Black, or the fugitive from Azkaban, Sirius Black."
Suer said calmly, but the hoarse voice seemed a bit scary in the quiet atmosphere.
"Are you an Auror?" Blake was still guessing, or testing. It seemed that after returning to human form, his IQ was restored.
"No, that's not right. The person coming from that room can only be from Hogwarts. In other words, you are a student."
"Hufflepuff's?" Black seemed to see it from the mark on Sor's wizard robe.
Soul was shocked. He had neglected to change the shape of the wizard's robe, but he chuckled calmly and admitted it happily.
Hufflepuff students can say more or less. Even if Black knows which house they are from, what's the use?Anyway, he had no idea who he was based on his voice and appearance.
"Very smart, yes, I am a student of Hogwarts."
Hearing Soul's admission, Black seemed to relax. Now he is a fish and a knife. Judging from the green light and the smell, this Hufflepuff obviously knows the Unforgivable Curse (Black here) error in judgment).
There was no need for him to lie.
"Are you going to hand me over to the Aurors?" Blake smiled bitterly. He should have left here quickly just now, but he fell into this situation after just a slight hesitation.
"In exchange for a bounty? Fame?"
If someone opened the thick curtains, they would be able to see a flash of white light and the human expression of astonishment on a big black dog flying upside down.
As expected by Soul, Sirius Black's Animagus was hiding behind the living room sofa outside the door.
The moment Suer opened the door and stepped into the living room, he stretched out his claws and pounced.
But Suer, who was well prepared, immediately cast a spell.
Sirius, who was knocked away by the curse before he could see the person clearly, turned over.
Facing Sur, he lowered his body and looked fiercely like a wolf that had been hungry for many days. But he obviously didn't expect that what would come out would be a faceless monster?
It is absolutely correct to describe the current Sur as a monster.
What normal person would have no nose, eyes or mouth?
Just such a dazed person, and the experience of fighting (beating) Professor Snape countless times told Suer that the time when the enemy is distracted is often the best moment for a battle to end.
Soul shook his wand slightly.
Behind Blake, a dusty box quietly stretched and lengthened, snaking and crawling on the ground like a snake.
The long life in prison seemed to have seriously affected Blake's judgment, but the animal's keen senses still allowed it to smell a hint of danger.
But, it's too late!
Under Sur's control, the rope transformed from the wooden box quickly wound up the moment Blake reacted to avoid it.
Climbing up to the limbs of the big dog, he tied it tightly into a animal ready to be slaughtered in the blink of an eye...
It would be more like if there was a stick passed between the ropes to lift it up.
Blake struggled in panic, was particularly irritable, let out bursts of barking, and at the same time twisted his body hard, retracted his limbs hard in an attempt to free himself from the binding, and pieces of dust began to rise.
Soul's brows jumped and he had to add another layer of insurance to Sirius.
"Quick imprisonment."
A thick hemp rope jumped out from the tip of the staff.
Blake stopped struggling, he couldn't move, and the newly appeared rope tied him tightly except for the dog's head.
However, the dog's mouth was still moving, especially when Suer was preparing to get closer.
"Woof woof woof!!! Woof woof woof woof!!"
"Shh... be quiet." Suer put his finger up where his mouth should be, flicked his wand, and took a step forward.
"Sirius Black, oh, or Mr. Padfoot, hello?"
Blake's pupils narrowed and he barked even more frantically in response.
"Quiet!" Suer frowned, oh, he had no eyebrows at this time.
But Blake seemed to have lost his mind, stretching his neck and opening his mouth wide, his teeth emitting waves of cold light.
Soul sighed, "It seems that the form of Animagus has a great influence on you, Mr. Padfoot."
"There's only one way to wake you up."
Have you ever seen a fist bigger than a casserole?Blake can tell you that he has seen it!
"Bang! Bang...woo...woof!!"
Outside the Shrieking Shack, a passing wizard vaguely heard a strange sound coming from it. He stood there, pricking up his ears in confusion and listened, convinced that the strange noise he heard came from the Shrieking Shack not far away.
Think again of the long-standing supernatural story about the Shrieking Shack in Hogsmeade.
A look of panic appeared on his cheeks. Originally planning to take a shortcut in front of the Shrieking Shack, he immediately chose to turn around and retreat, disappearing like the wind.
"Why are you so stubborn? Mr. Padfoot, I'm tired of beating him." Suer exhaled and shook his sore wrist.
In just three minutes, he gave the big black dog in front of him a physical attack, and just by baring his teeth, he was able to hit him with a big punch.
For a normal person, a good beating is enough to wake him up.
But Blake didn't know if it took too long to transform into a dog or if there was something wrong with his breed of dog?He refused to give in until he died, but the fierce light in his eyes became stronger, and Sur was tired of beating him.
He gave up and chose to use a more intuitive, wizard-like method.
A green light that seemed to be dripping from the tip of the staff was reflected in the big black dog's eyes, and alarm bells rang in its mind.
The effect is great. At the moment when the curse is about to come out, the remaining sanity allows Black to find himself.
"It would have been better if it had been like this." Sur's hoarse voice, filled with fatigue, sounded in this old living room.
Watching Blake's body elongate, the protruding big nose slowly retracted, the dog gradually became rounder, and a face with high cheekbones and sunken cheeks appeared in front of Sur.
Seeing this, Sur withdrew the spell and smiled secretly in his heart. This spell, which was very similar to Avada's spell, really worked.
"Ho...ho..." Blake gasped and tried to twist, but the rope that tied him firmly was not merciful at all.
The Shrieking Shack fell into a weird atmosphere, Black was panting alone, and a faceless monster wearing a wizard's robe stood quietly beside Black.
After a while, the breathing gradually subsided.
"You...who are you?" Blake's voice was hoarse, and he struggled to look up at Sur's face, as if he wanted to see something from it.
"It's not important. What's important is that I know you, Mr. Padfoot, or Siris Black, or the fugitive from Azkaban, Sirius Black."
Suer said calmly, but the hoarse voice seemed a bit scary in the quiet atmosphere.
"Are you an Auror?" Blake was still guessing, or testing. It seemed that after returning to human form, his IQ was restored.
"No, that's not right. The person coming from that room can only be from Hogwarts. In other words, you are a student."
"Hufflepuff's?" Black seemed to see it from the mark on Sor's wizard robe.
Soul was shocked. He had neglected to change the shape of the wizard's robe, but he chuckled calmly and admitted it happily.
Hufflepuff students can say more or less. Even if Black knows which house they are from, what's the use?Anyway, he had no idea who he was based on his voice and appearance.
"Very smart, yes, I am a student of Hogwarts."
Hearing Soul's admission, Black seemed to relax. Now he is a fish and a knife. Judging from the green light and the smell, this Hufflepuff obviously knows the Unforgivable Curse (Black here) error in judgment).
There was no need for him to lie.
"Are you going to hand me over to the Aurors?" Blake smiled bitterly. He should have left here quickly just now, but he fell into this situation after just a slight hesitation.
"In exchange for a bounty? Fame?"
