"Sirius Black!" Hermione gasped, her head was in chaos now, she didn't know why a black dog she had saved out of good intentions had suddenly turned into a wanted criminal, a face she had seen countless times in the newspapers. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Animagus!" Just as she was confused, this term suddenly popped up in Hermione's mind, and she suddenly understood: Sirius Black was the same Animagus as Peter Pettigrew, and he actually released a criminal from the cage with his own hands!

The advantage of age and gender cannot be crossed at all, she can't have any chance in front of this dark wizard, she even suspects that once she raises her wand, this man will quickly knock her wand away, and the black magician who has experienced countless times between life and death really has too much combat experience.

However, at this moment, her mind was more confused, why was Sirius Black locked in a cage, or in the dormitory of a Slytherin student, who inadvertently caught him?

So did that student know Sirius Black's true identity?

Hermione didn't know.

She even came up with a horrible conclusion that she didn't dare to think further about, Sirius Black had approached Harry in this way.

The Dark Wizard is cruel to others, and he will be even more ruthless to himself, and using such a means can even arouse sympathy and reduce suspicion in others, perhaps one of the current Slytherin students has been manipulated by his Imperius Curse, and Blake can wait quietly like this, waiting for an opportunity like today.

Harry, who has a strong sense of justice, will definitely interfere if such a thing happens one day, and then Blake will succeed.

Just like now.

She was alone in the face of this vicious criminal, a tall, thin man in ragged clothes staring at her, his sunken eyes full of excitement.

"You may be able to kill me, but your ultimate goal will not succeed, your master will not return, you will die of this heart. Hermione's voice trembled, her whole body trembled, the threat of death made her eyes red, she couldn't imagine how her parents would feel if they heard the news of her death, and their daughter died of a spell? Hermione even thought a little distracted: if only the people in the Ministry of Magic could erase the memories of her parents after she died, they wouldn't be sad.

A terrible, joyless laugh suddenly came out of Blake's mouth, as if hearing an extremely funny joke.

Hermione's heart was even colder, he was a complete lunatic, and the Dementors of Azkaban might not have turned him into a walking corpse, but they had made him a madman who had lost his mind.

Let's see, this person will not have a little burden in his heart before killing people, but will feel extreme pleasure, maybe he thinks that by killing himself, he will be one step closer to his plan?

"I gotta say, you still have to keep trusting your pet. Blake suddenly said in his hoarse voice, his smile narrowed.

"Crook Hill?" Hermione didn't react for a moment, a little dazed, and then remembered that Crookshank had brought her here today, but the current situation didn't allow her to continue thinking about it.

"You've got a good pet. Blake said, and then took Crookhill in his arms with his claw-like hand, and Crookhill did not resist at all, as if Blake was his master.

"You let it go!" Hermione scolded.

"Oh, your master is jealous, so be it. Blake put Crookhill back on the ground, and the big cat ran back to his master, meowing.

"We can talk, this cat, oh no, should be the owner of Crook Hill. Blake said kindly.

"To hell, filthy Death Eater, I'm sick to say anything more to you, do you want to find Harry through me, it's impossible! I'd rather die. Hermione's eyes were full of determination, she could guess what the man in front of her was trying to do, it was useless for him to kill himself, to capture himself, and then to trick Harry out, this strategy was simple but effective, according to Harry's temperament, he would definitely take the bait.

"It would be nice if he had this realization back then, what a glorious way to die for his friends. Blake's eyes moistened, and he remembered the past.

"It's a joke that comes out of your mouth. Hermione was a little confused, but she still sneered and said, not afraid of angering the man in front of her.

It could also be said that she was deliberately provoking the man to get Blake to give her a hard time so that she would not be used as a bargaining chip by him and then threaten her friends.

"yes, joke. Blake sighed, his tone filled with powerlessness.

"It's really a joke. Blake repeated. "But if I say I'm innocent, can you trust me?" Blake looked at Hermione with burning eyes.

"Innocent?" Hermione's brow furrowed involuntarily, which made her feel a little funny, a wizard who betrayed his friends, killed a dozen Muggles, and defected to Voldemort was innocent?

Maybe Merlin is a girl, too.

Then Blake also seemed to feel that he couldn't convince the girl in front of him with just a few words, shook his head and said: "Also, empty words, I can't make you trust me, so for the sake of convenience, it seems that I still have to let you be wronged, Harry's friend." Blake's eyes were piercing.

Blake's own wand wasn't with him, but his eyes were fixed on Hermione, and he still said, "Faint..."

"Wait. Hermione said that she was going to make her last effort, and maybe she could use that excuse to delay some time, and the longer it was in her favor, the more likely she was to be discovered by the students who came back from watching the game.

"Do you believe a stranger's words like that? Unfortunately, even if you can convince yourself, but not me, if Harry's friend is only at this level, it would be better to be unconscious, so as not to disrupt my plans. Blake immediately denied himself, and now he really can't show any evidence.

"I will believe every word, every word, every sentence you say. Hermione said calmly, "But only if you drink the potion." Hermione then pulled a clear bottle out of her pocket and shook it in front of Blake's eyes.