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Chapter 608 Black Dog Attack, Ciri's Little Thoughts

"Do you think Black is still here, Minister?"

Professor McGonagall asked Fudge.

"I am sure."

Fudge said in a capable tone.

Madam Rosmerta came over and said in an unhappy tone, "Those Dementors have searched my bar twice. They scared away my customers. This is extremely bad for business, Minister."

Fudge's voice was filled with helplessness, "Ms. Rosmerta, my dear, I hate them as much as you do, but this is to prevent misfortune. I have already run into them several times, and they are very unhappy with Dumbledore, and he won't let them into the castle."

Hearing what Fudge said, McGonagall immediately said dissatisfiedly: "Of course, Principal Dumbledore is right. If that terrible thing floats around, how can we have class?"

"it's the same."

Fudge said to Professor McGonagall, "The purpose of the Dementors is to be here to protect you from some terrible people we all know Sirius Black is capable of."

Madam Rosmerta, the boss, sighed and said, "I still find it hard to believe that everyone can turn bad. I never thought that Sirius Black would be like this... I mean, I remember when he was studying at Hogwarts. If you told me back then that he would become like this, I would have said that you drank too much mead."

Fudge said to her, "Ms. Rosmerta, you only know some of them. Many people don't know the biggest mistake he made."

“What was the biggest mistake?”

Ms. Rosmerta asked him curiously, "You mean to say that he has committed a crime more serious than killing those poor people?"

"That's exactly what I meant."

"I can't believe he could have done anything wrong."

As the two were talking, Professor McGonagall suddenly interrupted, "Ms. Rosmerta, when you were studying at Hogwarts, do you remember Black's best friend?"

"of course."

Madam Rosmerta smiled and said, "They are inseparable. I have seen them several times. Their questions always make me laugh. They are like a pair of funny people, Sirius Black and James Potter."

Hearing several people talking about his father, Harry, who had been hiding, almost stood up.

Ron quickly grabbed him.

"Exactly."

Professor McGonagall was unaware that someone was eavesdropping on her conversation. She continued, "Black and Potter, the leaders of their group, are both very smart. Of course, very smart. In fact, I didn't expect them to be such a pair of troublemakers."

Professor Flitwick drank a glass of beer and said, "I thought Black and Potter were real brothers! They are inseparable."

Fudge also nodded. "That was true at the time. Potter trusted Black more than his own brothers. I remember after they graduated, when Potter married Lily, Black was his best man. They asked Black to be Harry Potter's godfather. If Harry knew about this, he would definitely be in a bad mood."

Madam Rosmerta asked, "Is it because Black became You-Know-Who's subordinate?"

Fudge nodded. "It's worse than that, dear. The Potters had already realized that the You-Know-Who was looking for them. Dumbledore had many people undercover on the You-Know-Who side at the time. One of them betrayed him, so Dumbledore immediately warned the Potters and asked them to hide."

"Dumbledore used a complex protective spell. At that time, only the secret-keeper knew Potter's whereabouts, and there was only one secret-keeper - Black."

"Do you doubt Blake?"

Madam Rosmerta asked with a sigh.

"That's it. Black was tired of his dual role. He was ready to publicly declare that he stood on the side of the 'You-Know-Who' and announced it when Potter died. However, as we all know, the 'You-Know-Who' was defeated by little Harry Potter. His power was gone and his influence was severely weakened. This put Black in a difficult position."

Under the table, Harry was completely shocked when he heard Fudge's words.

Mark, Hermione, and Ron all stared at him.

Harry's memory was blurry at this moment.

Why didn't anyone tell me?
Dumbledore, Professor McGonagall, Hagrid, Professor Flitwick
These people never told him that their parents were killed because of the betrayal of their friends.

At this moment, Harry was in a state of doubting his life.

at the same time.

Ciri, who was a little tipsy after tasting a few glasses of mead, said hello to Peter and went out to use the toilet.

Walking out of the tavern, the cold wind outside sobered Ciri up a little.

In the dark night, there was a drizzle and waves of coldness were coming.

Taking a deep breath, smelling the scent of soil and plants in the air, Ciri covered her hair with her hands and walked quickly into the rain.

There is a thick patch of grass on one side of the bar.

As Ciri walked over, she heard a rustling sound coming from the bushes.

After hearing the voice, Ciri stopped immediately.

She saw a pair of green eyes flash by in the grass.

Ciri, who was alert inside, slowly took out the sharp dagger from her waist and held it in her hand.

Her silver sword had been given to Peter, and now she only had this dagger to protect herself.

Taking a deep breath, Ciri slowly walked towards the bushes where the sound came from, ready to take action if there was any danger.

With a "whoosh", a black dog suddenly jumped out from the bushes.

The huge black dog suddenly pounced towards Ciri.

Ciri was agile and dodged the black dog's attack, while raising her dagger and stabbing at the opponent.

The black dog's tail was stabbed and blood spurted out immediately.

After landing, the black dog let out a wail, then turned around and pounced on Ciri again.

Ciri nimbly stepped forward again, calmly raised her dagger, and prepared to pierce the opponent's throat. In her adventures, she had dealt with countless beasts.

But at the critical moment, the mint candy cake that Ciri had just eaten suddenly took effect in her body.

Ciri's stomach felt uncomfortable because of the food jumping around.

Affected by this, her movements were delayed for a moment, causing the dagger she swung to miss and a scratch on her leg from the black dog's sharp claws.

Covering the wound with one hand, Ciri endured the pain and prepared to continue attacking the opponent.

The next second, the bar door was pushed open with a creaky sound.

Peter's figure appeared in the doorway.

Seeing Ciri being attacked, Peter released a beam of divine energy with one hand, hitting the black dog with a "bang" and throwing it heavily to the ground.

Since Peter didn't use his full strength to attack, the black dog let out a howl, then quickly stood up and ran away with its tail between its legs.

"Are you okay, Ciri?"

After driving away the black dog, Peter came over to check Ciri's wound.

"Not so good. I will never eat mint cakes with mead again."

Ciri took a breath and said while looking at the wound on her thigh.

"Being greedy can sometimes cause trouble."

Peter shook his head, stretched out his right hand, and activated the Rune of Healing to heal Ciri's wound.

Feeling the coolness and slight itch on her thighs, Ciri felt a little strange.

She coughed and asked Peter, "Peter, what is that? That black dog, I don't think it's an ordinary animal."

Ciri forced herself not to think too much and asked Peter.

"I think you should call me 'teacher'. That's not an ordinary black dog. Someone transformed it using the Animagus."

Peter said to her while treating Ciri.

"Animagus? Is that the kind of Transfiguration that allows you to transform into an animal?"

Ciri had just seen the introduction to "Animagus" in the new magic book she had bought.

"Yes."

As soon as Peter finished speaking, Professor McGonagall, Fudge and Flitwick in the bar heard the sound and pushed the door open.

Seeing Ciri lying on the ground and Peter treating her injuries, Professor McGonagall and the others were all stunned.

"Mr. Papadrick?!"

Professor McGonagall walked up to him in surprise and asked, "What happened? Why are you here?"

Fudge, who had talked to Peter before, also came forward and asked, "Are you okay, Mr. Padraic?"

"It's okay. Just now a huge black dog jumped out and attacked Ciri."

Peter stood up and spoke to several people.

When they heard the word black dog, Professor McGonagall's expression became a little subtle.

A few people were in the bar earlier and just talked about Sirius Black. Isn't it such a coincidence?!

Professor McGonagall knew Black and was familiar with the Animagus Transfiguration technique.

"Can you stand up, Ciri?"

Peter asked Ciri who was sitting on the ground.

His words were just a reminder to Ciri that she could stand up.

Unexpectedly, Ciri climbed up the ladder and said to him, "No, I can't stand up yet. I may have lost too much blood."

Peter: Your wound is just a superficial one, and there is no damage to the artery. How could you lose any blood?

Peter wanted to ask Ciri directly, but he looked at Professor Fudge and Professor McGonagall beside him and finally held back.

He had no choice but to say to Ciri: "Why don't I carry you on my back?"

Ciri nodded innocently, "Thank you, teacher."

So Peter had no choice but to carry Ciri on his back, and after saying a few words to Fudge, Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick, he left.

Inside the Three Broomsticks bar.

Harry, Ron, Hermione, Mark and others hid by the window and watched what was happening outside.

Mark, in particular, breathed a sigh of relief when he saw his father carrying Ciri away.

Fortunately, Dad didn’t notice me.

But Mark was still a little depressed when he saw his father carrying Ciri away.

Ciri seems to be amazing, having such a good relationship with her father right from the start.

He was feeling depressed when Peter suddenly stopped and looked towards the window where he was.

Mark was startled and quickly squatted down.

Could it be that Dad has already discovered me?!
Mark thought anxiously.

(End of this chapter)