I swung a sword at Hogwarts

The dog did not leave, but ran straight towards him.

Without thinking too much, Watson stepped on the accelerator.

The rear of the car rushed out with black smoke, and a red light hit the previous position.

The big black dog changed into a human form while running, and with a loud bang, it Apparated in front of the car.

Watson was startled by the sudden appearance of the black-haired man and pulled the handbrake.

The rear end of the car swung out in a beautiful arc and landed on the black-haired man.

The man flew out, Watson's heart was pounding. Looking at the motionless man, he wondered if he had been hit to death by him.

After hesitating for a moment, he pulled out a pistol from the passenger seat.

He opened the car door and walked towards the man cautiously.

"Isn't he dead?"

All kinds of possibilities flashed through Watson's mind. He gritted his teeth and said, "If we don't do it, we'll just throw the person into the sea."

Watson was just about to clear his name when he encountered this kind of thing. He felt so unlucky.

Coming in front of the black-haired man, he turned the prone man over.

A wand was pointed at Watson.

"f-ck!"

A curse was uttered, followed by a flash of white light.

Empty the magazine.

The gunshots stopped.

A look of confusion flashed across Watson's face, and the black-haired man felt uncomfortable too.

He stumbled to his feet, shot in the arms and legs.

The blood holes continued to bleed, but for wizards, these could be treated.

"Damn it, I was almost killed by a Muggle." Sirius cursed inwardly and prepared to leave with his injured body.

"Tsk tsk tsk, look who this is?"

At the teasing voice, Sirius's face turned serious and he turned to look.

A man walked out on the empty street.

Wearing a large trench coat and a cowboy hat, the man stepped out of the shadows when he saw the vigilant Sirius, crossed his arms, and said playfully, "Sirius Black."

Sirius’ expression changed, “Oxer the Index Finger.

...

(Chapter 1/4)

Chapter 270 Gringotts and the Lestrange Descendants

When Sirius was a fugitive, he had many dealings with the Index Finger people.

Oxer, the Index Finger Man, was originally a killer bounty hunter. Faced with the high bounty on Sirius, he had been searching for a long time.

"Look at this, Sirius Black, noble and always pure Black."

Oxer's face was full of teasing. He clicked his tongue twice at Sirius and said, "Why do you look like a lost dog? Are you wanted again?"

"Oxer, what are you doing here?" Sirius looked alert.

He secretly cursed his bad luck, as it happened to be the time when he was in a bad state.

If it were normal, I wouldn't have to worry so much.

Oxer could see Sirius's vigilance. He shrugged, lifted the brim of his hat with his fingers, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, I have changed my job now."

After that, Oxer showed the silver sickle in his windbreaker and whispered, "I've changed my job to killing Death Eaters."

"Star Disciple." Sirius' pupils contracted.

He had also seen the bounty at the Blind Pig Bar. This out-of-the-blue star specialized in hunting down Death Eaters.

Logically speaking, these people should be considered comrades of the Order of the Phoenix.

But the Order of the Phoenix would not think so, because the guys in the Star Disciples are basically all dark wizards, and each of them has blood on their hands.

The number of Star Disciples remains a mystery, but each of them is once a famous dark wizard.

The index finger man, the twin stars, the execution platform...

These guys are more dangerous than the Death Eaters, especially the Fingerman, a guy who takes pleasure in killing.

"Why? Want to join?" Oxer said with a smile: "I can be your introducer."

"No," Sirius said coldly, "I don't want to go in with someone like you."

"Weren't you once a wanted criminal?" Oxer said disdainfully, "Don't talk about how noble you are. You've killed people, too."

Moving his gaze to Watson, Oxer said calmly: "A Muggle, you want to kill him?"

"It's just the memory that has been forgotten." If Sirius wanted to kill Watson, he wouldn't be injured so badly.

"Well, good luck to you." Oxer shrugged, and a human skin fell out of his pocket.

He picked up the human skin without changing his expression and brushed off the dust.

Sirius' eyelids twitched, and after watching the other person leave, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Turning around to cast the Oblivion Charm, he saw the starting car and its taillights.

"I…" Sirius wanted to curse.

...

12 Grimmauld Place.

Upstairs, Harry, Ron and Hermione finally reunited.

When I entered the room, the lighting was not very good and it seemed a bit dim.

There are 2 single beds placed side by side.

Too many things happened today, and it was hard for the three little ones to digest them all at once.

"So…you were attacked by Dementors?"

It was Ron who spoke first. He was very curious about what happened to Harry.

Hermione said angrily, "Harry is a victim, but he still has to go to the Ministry of Magic for trial. I have checked the information. They can't fire you. Absolutely not. The Reasonable Restraint of Underage Wizards Act stipulates that magic can be used when life is threatened."

Her mouth kept moving, and Ron and Harry exchanged a look, indicating that this was Hermione, right.

Closing the door, Harry still saw Hedwig was here.

Ron complained: "It was so restless that it nearly pecked us to death."

Harry felt a little embarrassed when talking about this.

It was he who made Hedwig force Ron to bring him a decent reply, or he would peck him until he wrote it.

"I'm really sorry, but I want a reply, you know." Harry felt bad when he thought about how he had been kept in the dark for a while.

"We wanted to write you back, too, mate," said Ron. "Hermione's been terribly worried, she kept saying you might do something stupid if you stayed there without any news, but Dumbledore told us to--"

"Make you swear not to tell me?" Harry looked unhappy.

The surprise of meeting his two good friends for the first time gradually faded away. He had spent a whole month longing to see them, and now he would rather let the two of them leave and be alone.

"He seemed to think it was best to do so," said Hermione nervously. "Dumbledore, I mean."

"I think he thinks you'd be safest with Muggles," said Ron.

"Really?" Harry asked, raising his eyebrows. "Did any of you get attacked by Dementors this summer?"

Is it safest to be around Muggles?

Stop joking, you are being attacked by Dementors.

He was the only one who was kept in the dark.

Ron was speechless. "No, that's why he sent people from the Order of the Phoenix to follow you at all times."

"It doesn't seem to work, does it?" Harry felt a little cold in his heart, and tried to stay calm. "I still have to protect myself, right?"

"Maybe... there is another reason." Hermione was silent for a moment, then said, "He thinks John is there too."

John.

The name that was frequently mentioned downstairs just now appeared again.

Harry laughed angrily, "Can John keep me safe?"

"At least, John is more reliable than others, isn't he?" Hermione said hesitantly, "John won't hurt you."

"You don't know, I didn't have any during the summer vacation..."

The words stopped at his lips, and Harry thought of something.

That black thread seemed to pull away the soul.

If what Hermione said was true, then that thing was John's magic?

It was very bad, Harry was sure of that.

Is John studying the dark arts?

Ron hurried out to smooth things over and said, "Dumbledore is furious. We saw that he was very angry about Mundungus's behavior."

"I'd rather he left," said Harry drily. "If he didn't leave I wouldn't be able to use magic and Dumbledore would probably keep me in Privet Drive for the whole summer."

Harry was angry and resented Dumbledore for isolating him from the circle.

Just as the three little ones were talking, Sirius came back.

There was another flurry of activity below.

Tonks, in particular, almost laughed out loud.

"What do you mean by a mere Muggle?"

Tonks gloated, and Sirius had a dark face.

Who could have thought that the Muggle would play by his own rules?

This isn't America, why are you carrying a gun with you when you go out?

After receiving treatment, he brought a piece of news.

About Star Apprentice.

...

Watson came back very late.

the next day.

John once suspected that his father had driven drunk yesterday because he saw a dent on the rear of the car.

"Dad, did you have a car accident?" he asked the somewhat absent-minded Watson.

Watson asked: "Do you think there is any way to deal with wizards?"

"?"

Why is Dad asking these questions suddenly?

John was a little confused and said casually, "Of course, just steal the wizard's wand."

"No, that's not it." Watson hesitated and said, "I'm asking if there is any way to resist the magic of wizards."

Watson still managed to escape yesterday. He emptied the magazine and injured Sirius too badly.

After returning home, he couldn't sleep because he was thinking about it.

Magic is so dangerous, and as an ordinary person, I have no way to fight against it. Isn’t that too unfair?