Homecoming from Hogwarts

Chapter 236 Wait, Brian!

Before Sirius recovered from the shock of Amosta's intrusion into the mansion, Kreacher at his feet suddenly howled dryly,
"Dirty, vile mudblood broke into my mistress' house and hurt my honorable mistress!"

The aging Kreacher's nose turned red, and a string of disgusting thick snot was dragged down. It stretched out its wrinkled index finger, pointed at Amosta who was approaching, and shouted,

"Kreacher wants to avenge the mistress, and Kreacher wants to defend the honor of the Black family!"

As he said that, the magic power of the fingertip of the index finger gathered, and a spell was ready to go.

"Wait, Kreacher, you are not allowed to do anything!"

Realizing what the family's befuddled house-elf was up to, Sirius yelled with lung pain.

For a house-elf, the master's orders are everything, no matter how much it dislikes Sirius, as long as it is a direct descendant of the Black family, it cannot resist his orders. , the slave contract hidden in Kreacher's soul forcibly interrupted its spellcasting.

"The young master and the filthy Mudblood are in the same group!"

Kreacher shot incredible gazes from his bloodshot eyes, and he muttered angrily,

"Kreacher knew a long time ago that the reason why the young master brought the scumbags back is to—"

boom!
A dazzling silver light suddenly flashed in the corridor of uncertain light and shade. Kreacher flew upside down like a Bludger pulled out by a bat. After knocking a big hole in the wooden door leading to the basement, Kreacher hit him hard. There was no sound on the stairs.

"I don't like the stink of being used to these little things--"

Amosta slowly lowered his arms and said in a cold voice.

"You killed it?"

Sirius turned slowly and stared blankly at Amosta, and there was an inexplicable meaning in his slow voice.

"Sorry, did I piss you off?"

Amosta stood a few steps away and snorted contemptuously

"Should I get on my knees and apologize to you, Mr. Black?"

The hand of Sirius holding the wand was trembling, and there were violent ups and downs in the tone of his speech,

"Huh—how could Dumbledore use you as a wizard?"

"Who knows. But I guess, he is probably very afraid that I will join hands with your old master one day, so even if some of my behavior is very eye-catching to him, he has to endure me"

Amosta tilted his head and looked at Sirius with strange eyes,
"Interesting, Mr. Black, you showed pity and anger for the death of an old house elf who was about to lose all his teeth, but you pushed your former best friend to death with your own hands?"

Blake's body trembled suddenly, he was about to say something, but Amosta waved his hand, and a silver-striped python with the thickness of a wrist jumped out from the tip of his staff, flew across the air, and quickly climbed up the small abyss. Sirius' body was tightly bound, and the ferocious snake's head was constantly emitting a fishy smell at Sirius' sallow, skinny cheeks.

"Let me go, you evil bastard!"

Sirius roared with a hoarse voice, he stared at him angrily as if he wanted to kill Amostar with his eyes, it was unknown whether it was because of being captured or because of Kreacher who didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

Facing Black's helpless roar, Amosta was unmoved. He hooked his fingers, and the magic wand that fell on the ground cut through the air and landed in his hand with a whistling sound. After casting his eyes casually, Amostar put the wand into his clasp, nodded in satisfaction,
"Now, Mr. Longbottom can finally go home for Christmas."

Sirius bared his teeth at Amosta and growled again and again. He desperately tried to break free from the snake's shackles, but the harder he struggled, the closer the snake bound him. In the end, the thick boa constrictor had strangled his body. There were streaks of purple marks, and even the lips were a little red,
"Don't mess around, Mr. Black—"

Amosta squatted down, staring at Black's eyeballs filled with hatred and madness with eyes that looked at the booty with great interest,
"What if you smash yourself into pieces and the Ministry of Magic can't recognize you and won't give me a bounty?"

Sirius was full of thoughts of unwillingness and despair.

In order to take revenge, he escaped from Azkaban, which was strictly guarded by dementors, and swam back to the mainland with the body of a dog in the endless cold sea. But now, his plan of solitary revenge still failed. He was captured by this ruthless young wizard named Amosta Bryan, and he would take him to the Ministry of Magic in exchange for bounties, etc. Bounty?
Sirius suddenly stopped struggling, he stared at Amosta with wide eyes, like a drowning man grabbing the last straw, he roared with great urgency,
"Wait, Bryan, you... you arrested me... just to exchange a bounty from the Ministry of Magic?!"

"Oh, how can you look at me like that?"

Amosta smiled shyly,

"Fighting evil is the unshirkable responsibility of every resident of the magic world. Of course, I have no reason to refuse the Ministry of Magic's bounty of [-] gold Galleons, right?"

"I can give you more money, Brian, as long as you let me go!"

Sirius writhed like a maggot again,

"Fifty thousand Galleons... No, I can give you more, how about one hundred thousand, Brian, as long as you let me go and pretend you never saw me tonight, I can give you one hundred thousand Galleons!"

The air filled with the smell of corruption suddenly fell into a weird silence, and Amosta's expression became weird,
"One hundred thousand. You want to give me one hundred thousand Galleons. If I let you go?"

"Well, Brian, it's a deal!"

Seeing Amosta's expression, Sirius' heart beat violently, he raised his head and said quickly,

"The gold coins in the family treasury of the Black family are piled up like a mountain, Bryan, as long as you let me go, I can give you all those gold coins, I swear I will do it!"

"One hundred thousand Galleons—hmm"

Amosta stood up, rubbed her temples in distress, and muttered to herself,

"Sounds like a good deal. Well, Mr. Black, you've given me a big problem."

Although I don't know why Albus Dumbledore would find such a thing to ensure the safety of those children in the school, Black is still very grateful that Dumbledore was wrong, otherwise, he would have to follow him tonight His plan for vengeance was completely said goodbye.

Just when he was about to emphasize how much wealth the Black family, one of the 28 pure-blood races, possessed (in fact, he couldn’t figure it out himself), what Amosta Bryan said in a regretful tone made his heart skip a beat Suddenly stopped again,
"One hundred thousand Galleons is indeed a coveted wealth, Mr. Black, but unfortunately, I cannot make this deal with you."

Amostar explained self-consciously,

"If it was just a simple murderer, maybe I would turn a blind eye, Mr. Black, it's a pity you killed Lily Potter
You know, this woman is not only Harry's mother, but also the love of my beloved Professor Snape's life. I made up my mind that if I catch you, I will bring you to him and let him finish you, oh , In fact, I also signed a contract with your former best friend Remus Lupine before, look at how much trouble you have caused me, so many people can't wait to kill you—"

Amosta spread his hands and said with a sigh,
"So you see, we can't do this business."

"Professor Snape—"

Sirius ignored the fact that Lupine wanted to kill him, but opened his mouth and looked at the posturing Amosta and said dumbly,

"You mean, Severus Snape, that nasty snot-nosed man?"

Sirius' emotions were agitated again,
"Wait, Brian, don't do this, I don't want me. I want to see Dumbledore!"



(End of this chapter)