Hermione, join me as Minister of Magic!

In the end, what he saw was the straw slowly falling from the sky, Dobby sitting on the ground, retreating towards the house at high speed like a turtle crawling upside down, and——

And a black Scottish deerhound half the height of a person with a mouse in its mouth at the door.

Chapter 160 The Second Uninvited Guest

The moment Lockhart saw the black dog, his mind buzzed.He didn't need to think too much about who the black dog was and where it came from.

Obviously, the small pile of straw behind the door should be the black dog's bed, and "it" also chose the Screaming Shack as its foothold during the time it arrived in Hogsmeade.

No wonder there are fresh straws and fresh claw marks in the Screaming Shack. It turns out that someone had already "preconceived" before he settled in this office.

Because the incident happened so suddenly, Lockhart didn't think about how to deal with it for a while. It's all because Aunt Rowling failed to tell everyone in detail how Black came to Hogwarts after escaping from prison.

Well, no matter how he got here, the key now is what should I do

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direct attack?Obviously not.

drive away?There seems to be something wrong.

Give this house back to "it" and find a new one for yourself?What a joke!

so what should I do now?

While Lockhart was staring straight at the big black dog, the black dog was also looking at the situation in the house, and its expression was even more confused than Lockhart's, even with the dead mouse in its mouth It also fell to the ground unknowingly.

After Blake escaped from Azkaban Prison, he ran all the way to London almost non-stop, eating and sleeping all the way, and found No. [-], Privet Drive.

In the end, he ran for nothing there, and couldn't find his godson Harry Potter

, and failed to give Harry a decent birthday as expected to make up for the godfather duties he had failed to perform over the years.

From the complaints of the man who was too fat to see his neck and his wife, Black learned that Harry did live in this room, but he had already been picked up by a rich former professor at Hogwarts. Ready to go straight to Hogwarts.

Annoyed, Blake decided to leave for Hogwarts immediately and kill Peter Pettigrew before he absconded again.As for this birthday, it doesn't matter if I make it up later.

So he secretly boarded a sightseeing ship from London Island Garden to the north shore of Edinburgh, Scotland, and survived on the leftovers thrown out of the guest room every day.

After disembarking, he hurried to Hogsmeade again, and prepared to use the Screaming Shack as a base to recuperate for a few days. He sneaked into the secret passage he knew, waiting for an opportunity to complete his revenge.

But why did people live in the Screaming Shack while he was out looking for food today?

If this is the case, how can I enter Hogwarts?

Thinking of this, the black dog's fur gradually opened, its tail gradually straightened back, and the fangs in its mouth were exposed.

"Wow...Wow!"

A threatening growl rose from the black dog's throat, trying to scare Lockhart away.

It's just that the pitiful appearance of the skinny body makes it "very fierce", not to mention Lockhart, even Dobby stretched out his magical finger, and when Lockhart gave an order, he would put the The big black dog drove away.

After seeing the big black dog showing hostility towards him, Lockhart quickly calmed down instead.

He bet Sirius Black wouldn't dare attack anyone here.

This is not because he thinks Black is inherently kind, but because he believes

Believe black is not that stupid

If it attacked someone here, it would attract the attention of those around it anyway, and it would not be so easy to sneak into Hogwarts.

Since he didn't dare to do anything, he could think about how to deal with the current problem.

Because he knew that the black dog was Black, and that Black was still innocent, it was undoubtedly a bad idea to take it here directly, even if Lockhart was very confident that he could defeat Sirius who had no magic wand right now.

But in this way, apart from gaining a little honor, there is actually no benefit to him, and this honor has too little benefit to himself who has "conquered" even the monster in the chamber of secrets and Voldemort's soul fragment.And because there is no way to prove Black's innocent relationship, after he is caught, there is a high probability that he will get a kiss from the dementor.

Lockhart can't guarantee whether the savior can still be the savior without the role of "father" provided by the godfather on the growth path.

But if he gave up the house for a dog for no reason, not to mention whether Lockhart would be reconciled, even if others heard about it, they would only laugh at him for being cowardly - and there is no extreme animal protection organization here, no Will give Lockhart the Touching Nature award for letting a dog out of the house.

After thinking it through, Lockhart opened his mouth.

"Dobby! Stop" He stopped Dobby from picking up the tongs and trying to drive the black dog away. I think for this wild dog, we are the uninvited guests... I am afraid that what you just took is its bed. "

Without further ado, Lockhart opened his mouth and defined the black dog as a "wild dog"

Dobby glanced at the pile of straw scattered on the ground: "It should be like this." It would be easy for him to drive it out, and it is summer now, so it will not worry about food

, but maybe when the dementors come over.Wait another week, and the dementors will come and surround Hogwarts, and there won't even be any rats here. " Lockhart continued to Dobby.

Dobby didn't understand why Lockhart told him about this again. Lockhart had already told him about the dementors here, and told him to prepare firewood and chocolate in advance.He only assumed that Lockhart was too busy and forgot to tell him about it.

"You're right," said Dobby. "Like around Azkaban, there aren't even rats."

Hearing the word "dementor", the black dog outside the door couldn't help but tremble—although he has survived in Azkaban for almost 12 years, it doesn't mean he's used to the environment there .

It looked around and found that the Shrieking Shack had become completely different during his time out: not only the wooden boards nailed to the door had been torn apart, but desks and filing cabinets were even placed inside. Even the dilapidated and leaky fireplace had been repaired and filled with firewood at some point.

Apparently, this place has been transformed into an office.

Tsk...bad luck.said Sirius Heart.

After seeing this formation, he knew that it was impossible for him to let the people inside retreat, so he started to back away slowly, trying to get away.

But Lockhart has a new move.

"Wait, if that's the case, wouldn't the wild dog be dead if he had nothing to eat?" Lockhart squeezed his chin, putting on a pensive look, "Although I'm not afraid of people from the Department of Magical Creatures. Cross-department comes to make trouble, but... I will be stationed here for at least two years, and I often have to go out to discuss cooperation, and you often have to go back to London to take care of my mother, this house must be watched by someone..."

He was nagging, as if he was thinking about something deep in his heart,

In fact, he had already figured out how to deal with this matter.

After mumbling for a long time, Lockhart pretended to remember something, and gave an order to the house elf beside him: ""Dobby, get some grilled sausages from my refrigerator. "

Dobby didn't understand why he did it, but he snapped his fingers and summoned some sausages from the fridge in Lockhart's London apartment.

Holding the sausage in his hand, Lockhart slowly bent down and stretched out towards the big black dog that had started to back away slowly.

"Hey boy, don't go! This is the house you picked, right? Stay!

Lockhart shook the sausage in his hand, as if the black dog in front of him was really a wild dog that can be seen everywhere, and whistled at it.

Watching Lockhart's actions, Dobby seemed to understand something.

"Dear master, do you want to keep it here?" Dobby asked with some concern, "It won't bite, will it?"

"Probably not. The wild dog is actually easy to domesticate. It must have regarded the Screaming Shack as its own territory. We just need to let it accept us." Lockhart continued to wave the sausage in his hand and said 7 "I I remember reading in some Muggle magazine that even the most loyal dog can't stand the smell of grilled sausages. Unless...it's not normal."

Chapter 160 Lack of Communication

Staring at the sausage that Lockhart placed in front of his eyes, Sirius Black was very troubled.

He wasn't really like a dog, so good-for-nothing that he couldn't walk at the smell of hot, oily sausages, although he really wanted to eat two human meals now.

But what really attracted him was the amount of information revealed in what Lockhart just said--

First, this is a Ministry of Magic official who will be stationed here for two years, and often has to go out to "negotiate business", so he is not in the house;

Second, the dementors are coming soon, to "protect" Hogwarts—obviously, for their own sake.

Third, this person should not have discovered his true identity, and he is not from the security department, but from a department that can "negotiate business", so the possibility of finding himself is very slim.

Fourth... so hungry, really hungry.

The big black dog hesitated for a moment, and then, like a real wild dog, timidly took two steps towards it7 and then took another step back. Finally, under the encouragement of Lockhart, it took a bite of the sausage, and then quickly hid Four or five steps away.

Perfect!Sirius mentally gave himself full marks for his realistic performance.

From anyone's point of view, these are the actions that an ordinary dog ​​should make, neither too conspicuous because of being too flustered, nor too aggressive to scare away potential masters."

Blake ate the sausage triumphantly, but he didn't know that his actions made Lockhart smile in his heart—he decided to keep this scene firmly in mind, find a chance to store it in a crystal bottle, and put it in a Pensieve for Blake's future descendants to see .

The premise is that he can have children and grandchildren.

"Very well, you see it eats!" Lockhart said to Dobby "joyfully." "Where did you find that bale of straw, Dobby?"

"From behind the door, gracious master." Dobby answered him immediately.

Niuba spread the bale of straw back, and as long as he smells his own scent on the straw, he can live in peace—the dog has a strong sense of territory. ' Lockhart directed him.

"Okay, as you wish. But shouldn't we find a chance to grind off its fangs first?" Dobby asked, "Dobby remembers that when he was in the former owner's manor, he asked Dobby to put all the fangs away." The pet dog's fangs are all rounded, and magic is not allowed, and Dobby was bitten more than a dozen times..."

"The teeth are rounded?" Lockhart glanced at the black dog. "I think it's better to put braces on it, but there is one thing that needs to be prioritized..."

Listening to this person and his family discussing how to play with him, the big black dog couldn't help pricking up his ears.

"...The next meal, mix some wine with its food, and you will secretly give it a bath after it falls asleep."

"bath?"

"Yeah, dogs don't like to take a bath, so this is the only way to do it. Otherwise, it's really hard to see people in this way. I will meet a lot of famous industrialists in this office in the future. The watchdog is dirty. How can you do it?" Lockhart said matter-of-factly.

Blake thought that there was no need to be so troublesome. I wanted to take a hot bath a long time ago, especially since it was summer, and it was really uncomfortable to be covered in dust after hunting.

But as a dog, he should act like he doesn't understand at all.

Wait, as long as I continue to pretend that I don't understand, doesn't that mean there is still wine to drink?

The big black dog stuck out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth, as if he was still relishing the taste of the sausage just now.

Seeing this, Lockhart took all the sausages in Dobby's hand, roasted them on the embers of the firewood in the fireplace, and fed them to the big black dog one by one.

"Now that it has eaten our food, it should trust us more." Lockhart wiped his oily hands, and began to think about new ideas, "We should build a dog house for it...but I won't Let’s ask Hagrid for help some other day, get him a cushion today, let him continue to sleep behind the door, and I’ll sleep in the room.”

"Dobby sleeps by the fence at Ximian," the house-elf immediately added.

"Don't be silly... I'll help you borrow a house-elf bed from Headmaster Dumbledore, and you can sleep by the fireplace."

Dobby shuddered: "That's not acceptable, how can people sleep on the bed?

"Then find a cushion... Dobby, I'm not talking about you, the distance between you and freedom is really getting farther and farther."

"But Dobby is already a free house-elf." Dobby puffed out his chest proudly.

as long as you are happy. " Lockhart decided not to try to correct his perception

Dobby brought two cushions, spread one behind the door for Sirius Black, and laid the other next to the fireplace for his own nest, while Lockhart slept in inside.

Blake quietly curled up on his own cushion, and closed his eyes, pretending to be asleep, until Dobby's slight snoring came, and he opened his eyes suddenly.

Today is a strange day—the place he chose to stay has become the office of a staff member of the Ministry of Magic, and this staff member still seems to be rich, and the relationship with Dumbledore and Hagrid is not good at the same time. good.

...has a good relationship with Dumbledore Hagrid, that is to say, he should be a member of the Lion faction.

Compared with the "goodwill" shown by Lockhart before, Black believed in his Lion faction identity more, because Dumbledore would never harm Harry Potter, so his people should not harm Harry. ,This is enough.

But even so, Black does not intend to trust others, he would rather find a way to solve everything, including revenge on Peter Pettigrew.

He got up secretly, and tiptoed to the corner of the outer room.

He knew that there was a passage leading to the Whomping Willow next to the Forbidden Forest at Hogwarts, and that the quartet of Marauders had used it many times in the past to travel between Hogwarts and Hogsmeade. It is not certain whether the Ministry of Magic official discovered it.

But it seems that he was overthinking—the entrance to the secret passage was pressed by a file cabinet. Unless they knew that there was a secret passage here, they would never have thought that there was a road leading to Hogwarts. path of.

Very good, then I just need to pretend to be good, and then sneak into the secret passage while the official is out, and no one will suspect this.

The only thing that worried Black was whether Dumbledore knew of the existence of the secret passage, and whether he knew he was an Animagus.

Although outsiders don't know, Sirius Black is very clear why Dumbledore didn't stand up to speak for himself after he was wronged.

It's just that he went too far when he framed Snape - when he encouraged Snape to go into the Shrieking Shack to face the werewolf that Lupine turned into on the night of the full moon.

This would undoubtedly put Snape's life in danger, but Sirius Black did it anyway, and it gave Dumbledore something to think about him.

Once some concepts are preconceived, it is difficult to change. Since then, although Dumbledore has not said anything, he believes that Black is not a reliable person. The attitude is also very casual.

And when it came out that Black "betrayed" the Potters, Dumbledore chose to believe this statement almost without thinking.This is not only because he "knows" that Black is the Potter couple's loyal secret keeper of the Curse, but also because Dumbledore subconsciously believes that Black is indeed the one who can do such a thing.

With this layer of grudges in it, Black naturally refused to inform Dumbledore of his plans.

In fact, he could have asked the owl to send a letter to the principal, telling him the fact that the other three were Animagus except Lupine, and let him catch Ron's mouse.

No matter how much Dumbledore doubted Sirius, if Sirius really wrote this letter, Dumbledore would only catch the mouse first for the sake of prudence, and judge the authenticity later.

So, this is another tragedy caused by lack of communication.

Chapter 160 The Fourth Step

Unlike London, the magical village of Hogsmeade is quite fresh even in the morning because there is no car exhaust.