Harry Potter: Super Magic God

Chapter 328 The Crazy Sirius

Harry chased the big black dog, using every opportunity to cast a spell. The invisible "air cutting!" left wounds and bloodstains on the big black dog.

Harry's spell was directed at Blake's heart, his spell was directed at Blake's heart and neck. But Blake was already guarded, and he deftly avoided Harry's attack, and even an invisible spell couldn't kill him.

Harry didn't understand why the big black dog was chasing Scabbers, even at the cost of his attack. But he didn't need to know, he only knew that the wound would slow down the big black dog, and the bleeding would consume the big black dog's physical strength. Black would soon be unstoppable, and revenge was just around the corner.

Banban fled in a panic, life and death were in an instant, and he almost fell under Black's claws just now. Now Black was still chasing him closely, and he fled in a hurry.

He drilled wherever he could, in the grass, in the holes, in the yard. He got through the small hole in the door panel, he got into a room.

Seeing a large room nailed to the door, Harry realized that they had unknowingly circled around and ran to the screaming shed, and the mouse Scabbers got into the screaming shed from the small hole in the door.

The big black dog seemed to be stunned when he saw it, but he reacted immediately. He got in through a hidden hole and continued to track the mouse Banban.

Harry was about to follow him through the hole, when a large hand grabbed him.

It was George, he grabbed Harry's hand and said calmly, "First check if there are traps inside, be prepared, and rush straight into the dark wizard's trap. This is not a good idea."

George tapped the ground with his wand, and an invisible wave, centered on his wand, spread like a spreading ripple.

In the sense of wave spreading, he noticed the scene behind the door. Sirius Black turned into a big dog, still desperately chasing the mouse, he did not care about his injury at all, as if the mouse was more important than his life.

Harry couldn't take it anymore, he knew George was doing the right thing, but he was willing to take any risk and avoid Sirius Black's escape.

Seeing Harry's anxiety, George said calmly, "He can't run away. I've marked him. You might consider catching him alive. I guess you didn't intend to let him die so easily."

With George's assurances, Harry finally suppressed his emotions, as long as he could catch Sirius Black, everything would be fine.

"Smashing Charm!" George waved his wand and made a big hole directly in the wooden door of the screaming shed, and he strode inside.

Harry waved his sleeves, shielded from the thick dust of the room, and followed George silently.

It was a shabby, messy house, covered with dust, as if no one had lived in it for a long time. All the windows and gaps were nailed down with wooden boards, so that no light could come in at all. The room was dark and full of moldy dust.

They walked into the house through the hole, bypassing all kinds of broken furniture, they didn't stop all the way, and went straight forward along the corridor. They passed a dark hallway, through a door, and saw a tattered, crumbling staircase at the end.

"Where is he——" A hoarse voice came from the next room, and the voice shouted anxiously, "Where is he?"

George suppressed his footsteps and stayed outside the door with Harry, listening to the movement in the room.

Harry felt agitated in his heart. He had never heard this voice, but at this time, who else could be except Sirius Black and the Dark Wizard? Black is inexplicably tracking a dark wizard, this should be his voice.

"What's the matter, didn't I tell you to be careful, why make such a big noise." A voice came to Harry's ears.

A voice he couldn't believe, a voice he was so familiar with, Harry couldn't help but take a step forward,

To tell if the voice was what he remembered.

"Where is he?" the hoarse voice shouted loudly, he couldn't hear any words, he just needed to catch that person and grab that person at all costs.

"Who the hell are you looking for?" the familiar voice asked impatiently.

Harry felt a chill in his heart. It was the familiar voice in his memory.

"Who else is there, the one who should have died and lived again. The one who has been hiding for twelve years, the one I think about day and night." The hoarse voice said with resentment, "I saw him again, I almost caught him and my teeth almost got on his neck."

"Just a little bit, I can twist his neck and gnaw his head off." The hoarse voice said bitterly.

"You're crazy, you can't bite off his head, you need to capture him alive." The familiar voice growled anxiously.

"I don't want to capture him alive, I want to gnaw off his head. Before nibbling off his head, I have been feeding on mice." The hoarse voice roared angrily.

George was also taken aback by Blake's words. Blake's state was very unusual. He seemed to————

"The Dementor has driven you crazy." There was endless sorrow hidden in the familiar voice's words.

"Yeah, I'm already crazy. Animagus can evade Dementors by transforming, but Animagus that stays for a few months can make anyone crazy." The hoarse voice laughed wildly .

"Sure enough." George said silently in his heart, "No one can maintain the form of Animagus for many years. After twelve years of prison life, Black used Animagus to escape the Dementors, but he couldn't escape. He has not been devoured by the Animagus himself. He has not been consumed by the Dementors, but he has been driven mad by the transformation of Animagus over the years."

"I can't wait to bite off his head, and I can't wait to taste other flavors." The hoarse voice swallowed his saliva heavily and said saliva.

His swallowing voice and tone of voice made everyone feel a chill.

"You can't be like this, you have to return to a normal person." The familiar voice said anxiously.

"Put away your preaching, I'm tired of it, I don't want to hide here. I hate it here, I've eaten up all the mice here. I also hate the smell here, I can't smell him." Hoarse The voice said indifferently.

Previously, he chased the goal he had been thinking about and chased into the house. He thought he would get his wish right away, but he failed to catch his goal.

Through the tortuous passages in the house, the smell of moldy dust in the house, the mice masked the smell on his body, he lost his reliance on smell, and he could not smell his target.

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