Chapter 244 The Shrieking Shack

Perhaps because he was worried that Mike would enter the dangerous little house rashly, Lupin did not tell Mike in detail how to enter the Shrieking Shack. He only said that if he pressed a scar on the Whomping Willow, the Whomping Willow would be quiet and the entrance to the secret passage would appear. Mike had

also checked the Whomping Willow later, but the Whomping Willow was covered with scars and he didn't know which one to press.

But it didn't matter. The Marauders needed this secret passage to go to Hogsmeade when they couldn't leave Hogwarts.

Mike was different. He had the help of the house elves.

It was evening when Mike and Shuke arrived in front of the Shrieking Shack.

The sun disappeared quickly in the sky like a primary school student in a hurry to go home, and it also took away the light of the world.

The Shrieking Shack is located in a large wilderness. Due to being abandoned for too long, it is overgrown with weeds.

After the fall, these weeds began to wither and turn yellow. Combined with the dilapidated villa not far away and the huge dead tree in front of the villa, it has a bit of the flavor of a haunted house.

Mike and Shuke walked slowly on the dry grass and approached the Shrieking Shack.

Due to the lack of maintenance for many years, the magic restrictions here have been mostly abandoned. It can block Muggles and ordinary wizards, but it is still not enough in front of Mike.

After breaking these restrictions in a few seconds, Mike stood in front of the Shrieking Shack and started to perceive magic.

In an instant, the internal structure of the entire Shrieking Shack appeared in front of Mike.

This is a dilapidated house, and all the windows inside are sealed with wooden boards.

There are few furniture in the house, but there are a lot of various broken wood and garbage. Mike guessed that these garbage should have been furniture, but they were torn apart by Lupin who was in the transformed state at that time.

There was a thick layer of dust on the floor, and some footprints were clearly printed on it, most of which were dog paw prints, and only a few were human barefoot prints.

"It seems that our Mr. Black is more willing to be a dog than a human now."

Thinking of this, Mike's mental power began to search along these footprints, and soon found Black sleeping on the bed in the only room in the villa with a complete bed.

"Lucky!"

Mike took out his wand with a smile and cast the unlocking spell on the door.

With a click, the door unlocked.

This sound also woke up Blake inside. Mike could clearly see from his magic perception that the man lying on the bed jumped off the bed quickly, and when he landed, he had turned into a dog.

Then the dog rushed out of the room at an astonishing speed and rushed to a corner in the living room.

Mike no longer hesitated and pushed the door open with a bang.

"God's sword without shadow!"

As Mike pointed his wand, a shocking cut appeared on the floor in front of the big black dog.

The big black dog with messy hair showed a very human look of fear in his eyes, but then turned into endless madness, baring his teeth and rushing towards Mike.

Mike looked at the big dog rushing towards him with a teasing look, and avoided its attack with a side jump. At the same time, he swung the wand in his hand and turned it into a metal short stick, and the next moment he hit the big dog's waist fiercely.

Copper head, iron bones, tofu waist, this is used to describe wolves, meaning that the waist of a wolf is the most vulnerable part of its body.

As a domesticated species of wolves, the same is true for dogs.

With a click, the big black dog fell to the floor, raising a large cloud of dust.

"Ouch!"

The big black dog with a broken lumbar vertebrae kept whimpering in pain, while Mike frowned and looked at the large cloud of dust raised by it.

All the windows here have been sealed, and the large dust cannot be dispersed at all.

Shuke reacted immediately, and after a snap of his fingers, a strong wind blew in the living room, blowing all the dust out of the door.

After giving Shuke an appreciative look, Mike came to the black dog.

"If I'm not mistaken, you should be Sirius Black, right?" Mike looked at the still struggling black dog in front of him with the faint light from the tip of his stick. "If I hand you over to the Ministry of Magic, they should at least give me a Merlin Second Class Medal, right?"

The black dog on the ground stiffened suddenly, and the next moment it turned into a thin, dirty middle-aged man in front of Mike.

"You are someone sent by Snotlout, right? Hahaha, I'm a fool!"

The severe pain made Black unable to use any strength at all, and the turbid saliva didn't fly far before falling to the ground.

Mike looked at Black's yellow teeth and hair like dried seaweed, smelled the stench coming from him, and slowly stepped back a few steps without making a sound.

"Clean him up!"

"Yes! Master!"

The loyal Shuke perfectly executed Mike's order and washed Black vigorously.

This kind of large-scale movement is undoubtedly painful for a person with a broken lumbar spine, but strangely, Blake did not scream at all during the shower, but laughed continuously.

"It seems that he has gone crazy."

Mike said as he took out a bottle of bright red potion from his arms and placed it in front of the weak but much cleaner Blake.

"Do you want to poison me? You stupid little snot! Hahaha!"

Blake glanced at the bottle of potion warily, and then all kinds of vicious words came out of his mouth.

Mike frowned and looked at Shuke, who then stepped forward and forcefully opened Blake's mouth and drank the whole bottle of potion.

The potion took effect as soon as it entered his mouth. There was a terrifying crackling sound from Blake's waist, and then his dislocated waist quickly returned to normal amid Blake's crazy howling.

"Can we have a good chat now?" Mike said to Black, who was sweating again, "I'm not Snape's man, I'm Harry's friend." Hearing

the word Harry, the madness in Black's eyes suddenly choked, but then he looked at Mike warily and said, "I don't believe you!"

Seeing his look, Mike was not in a hurry and explained slowly: "I learned about the existence of this cabin from Professor Lupin, so I was wondering if Black would hide here?

Ha, when I came here today, I saw that you were here!"

"I already know your deeds very well. You are a Death Eater. You betrayed the Potters, causing Harry to become an orphan, and murdered your best friend Peter Pettigrew!"

"I didn't! It's Peter! That damn stinky rat! I'm going to kill it!"

Mike's words stimulated Black's crazy nerves. He struggled frantically to catch Mike in front of him, but Shuke had been suppressing him, which made his movements now like a turtle upside down.

"Oh! Speaking of Peter, I feel a little strange." Mike said pretentiously, "I have a treasure called the Marauder's Map, which can show the names of everyone in Hogwarts. But strangely, I actually saw Peter Pettigrew's name on it! Can you tell me what's going on?"

Perhaps he was tired of struggling, or perhaps he was relieved after hearing Mike's words. The madness in Black's eyes faded quickly, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I've said that I'm not a traitor, but Peter, that stinky rat! He is also an Animagus, and his transformation is a rat! He killed James and Lily, and when I found him, he used the wand hidden behind his back to kill everyone within half a kilometer around him, and escaped under the cover of the explosion!"

"I saw it in the newspaper! It was hidden in the arms of that red-haired boy! I recognized it at first sight!"

Mike looked at Black in silence.

Although he had known these things for a long time, he still felt bad when he saw Black say it again.

More than a decade of imprisonment in Azkaban has hurt Black a lot. The handsome and elegant young man has now become a skinny middle-aged man who looks like a ghost. To be honest, he looks like the ghoul in the attic of the Weasley family.

What's more terrifying is that the Dementors have also dealt a great blow to his spirit. Even if he can turn into a dog to avoid being attacked by the Dementors, it is inevitable to go crazy in a desperate place like Azkaban for many years.

Thinking of this, the expression on Mike's face became much softer.

"I believe you."

As Mike slowly uttered this sentence, the expression on Black's face became very strange.

He originally thought that Mike would treat his words as fart like others, but he didn't expect Mike to believe him so much.

"I believe you." Mike looked into Black's eyes and repeated again, "And I will help you!"

"Really?"

Mike nodded.

"Thank you! Thank you!" Black choked up as he said thank you, but soon the expression on his face became ferocious again, "Peter! Bring that stinky rat Peter here! I want to kill him with my own hands!" "

No, you can't kill him!"

"Why!" Black was furious.

"Because I'm Harry's friend, I didn't lie to you about this." Mike spread his hands and explained, "So as a friend I naturally have to consider him."

"What if you kill Peter? The Ministry of Magic will still arrest you, and you will still be a stray dog. But if you send Peter to Azkaban it will be different. We will tell the truth to the public, and then you will become a free man."

"No! I must kill him with my own hands!"

Mike saw that Black seemed to have lost his mind, shook his head and squatted down.

"Do you know how Harry has lived for the past ten years?" Mike said, "His uncle's family has not been kind to him at all. They always order him to work. He doesn't even have his own room! Don't you want him to live a better life?" "

Think about it. When you regain your freedom and glory, you can take Harry away from that place and give him a new home! This is what you owe him. You made him lose a home, so you should give him a brand new home! Think about it, then you two can go shopping together, go to the movies together, go to..."

Mike's words were very tempting. Blake's eyes gradually became blurred, and he murmured to himself as if he was trapped in a fantasy: "Yes, I have to live. This is what I owe him... But how should I do it?"

"Just leave it to me, I will help you take care of it."

Blake was overjoyed when he heard this, and grabbed Mike's shoulders and said, "Really!?"

Mike was silent for a long time, just looking at Blake meaningfully.

Blake was not completely crazy. Seeing Mike's appearance, he knew what Mike was planning.

The excited expression on his face immediately turned cold. He loosened his hand that was holding Mike's shoulder and said coldly, "What do you want? There are countless gold galleons in the vault of the Black family. These are useless to me. I can give them all to you!"

"Snap!"

Mike snapped his fingers and said with a smile, "It's comfortable to talk to smart people. I'm not short of money, so I have no intention of those gold galleons in your vault! What I want is... the knowledge of the Black family!"

Black's pupils shrank immediately after hearing this. No one knew better than him how terrible things were recorded in the books hidden by his family. You know, their family has been users of black magic for thousands of years, and the black magic in the family's secret collection is all kinds of strange and bizarre. To be

honest, Black would rather Mike wanted his endless wealth instead of those dangerous spells.

However, living with Harry was obviously more tempting. After struggling for a while, Black gritted his teeth and said, "Okay! I promise you!"

"Congratulations! You made the right decision! Shuke."

Hearing his master's call, Shuke immediately took out a magic contract of the highest level from his arms and handed it over.

"I originally planned to use an unbreakable oath, but unfortunately we don't have a notary now." Mike signed his name on the contract as he spoke, and then handed the contract to Black together with the signature pen.

Blake did not reply. He took the contract and carefully checked it, even the beautiful pattern on the contract.

He couldn't help but be careful.

Signing a magic contract is a very rigorous matter. Many people will tamper with the contract, such as writing some extremely harsh conditions in the language of other races and disguising them as patterns.

But Mike's contract was not tampered with. After checking it several times and finding no abnormalities, Blake signed his name very generously.

"Well, the handwriting is good!" Mike took back the contract, praised it and put it in his arms, "Then wait for my good news?" Mike

said, and then made a gentleman's salute to Black and walked towards the door.

"Wait!"

Mike turned around and looked at Black in confusion.

"This is for you." Black handed Mike a piece of paper with a badge drawn on it, "Today I saw his broom was blown to the Whomping Willow by the wind, and it must be broken. Take this to Gringotts to withdraw some money, and then go buy a new broom for Harry, the best one!"

"Then let's get the Firebolt, and I'll buy some daily necessities for you by the way."