"Mad-Eye Moody, I think we need to talk about it now. www.biquge.info" Lupin's hoarse voice came from the back seat.

A dilapidated classic car sped down the wide highway, leaving behind a trail of smoke and the roar of an engine, driven by Mad-Eye Moody, who was stepping on the clutch with his prosthetic leg.

Lupin and Sirius were now tied to the back seat, their hands tightly tied and their feet tied underneath their front seats.

"Shut up. Moody turned half of his head to Lupin as he woke up, his blue MONOCULUS still staring ahead, looking at the road.

"It's useless, Remus. Blake coughed slightly, and he woke up at this time.

"They're all lackeys of the Ministry of Magic, and there's no way Fudge can trust us, he can't, and he doesn't dare. Sirius foamed at the window, his sunken eyes staring at Moody in front of him.

"Hahahaha. Moody laughed sarcastically and turned his head back to concentrate on his car.

"You don't seem to have a good idea of where you are. Moody's suddenly spun the steering wheel, made a right turn, and dodged a large whizzing truck.

"You're suspects now, and you're not qualified to yell at me. Moody said, opening the left-hand window with his hand, and a slight strong wind poured in.

"I just want to make everything I know clear, even if you work for the Ministry of Magic, but I still firmly believe in your inner persistence, you are loyal to not only the magic step, but the justice in your heart. Lupin said in a weak voice.

"It is useless for me to compliment, the crime will be judged in the end, and the justice in my heart is to arrest the suspect. Moody's gruff voice echoed through the cramped cart again.

"Muggle transportation is thrill. Lupin saw through the rearview mirror that Moody was grinning his yellow teeth.

The wind blew his gray-white hair up.

"Huh. Blake smiled silently, it wasn't a shame to be in the hands of this man.

"It's a shame I couldn't talk to Jaime's son. Blake's heart was unusually calm at this time, only slightly regretful.

"One-eyed dragon, the Dementors in Azkaban are gone, where do you want to take us? Also, this guy next to me has been controlled by my Imperius Curse until now, and everything that happened just now has nothing to do with him. Sirius said half-sarcastically, half-contemptuously, his trapped feet squirming and kicking Moody, who was driving in the front seat.

If Lupin could move his hands at this time, one hand would definitely hold his forehead to indicate his inner breakdown, and the other would cover Sirius's mouth.

"You've been in there for twelve years, and you seem stupid. Lupin said tiredly, and then he could only roll his eyes to show his attitude towards Sirius's childish behavior, such a childish act that he had only done in the face of his old friend.

Calling him so by a nickname in front of others, and telling such an obvious lie, Lupin reckoned that Sirius had been in Azkaban for so many years that he had forgotten even basic communication politeness.

Well, that's what it looks like, arrogant and arrogant.

But why are you so happy now? Lupin's mouth couldn't help but show a smile.

Maybe being with an old friend is something that makes me feel at ease.

"I really don't want to accept this errand. Moody looked at them through the rearview mirror and sneered.

"Sit tight. Moody reminded, "Even criminals have human rights, and I have to get you where you need to go." Then he slammed the accelerator with his right foot, and the roar of the engine became louder and louder, and the whole car began to shake wildly, as if the parts in the car were going to fall apart at any moment, and then the strong impetus took effect, and Lupin even suspected that the car would be scrapped at any time, because they were shaking so badly.

"Damn, how do Muggle cars have so many. Moody slapped his hand on the steering wheel and cursed, urging the car in front of him to drive away.

They've reached the heart of London, and it's a red light at the junction.

"It's not the way Azkaban, I remember the last time I went on the boat. Sirius Black looked through the transparent window at the hustle and bustle of the city, and the streets were bustling with people and traffic.

"You're talking too much. Moody's said.

After that, there was complete silence in the car, except for the sound of parts shaking.

Eventually, the car was parked on a street with painted walls, dilapidated buildings on all sides, and a deserted bar in front of the door, where few customers wanted to drink.

"Don't try to make a small move. Moody warned, then opened the door and walked over to a dilapidated red phone booth.

Moody dials the number 62442 in the phone booth (spelled magic from the letters on the phone dial), and then a witch's voice comes out of the air, and after Moody's explains his intentions, the phone spits out several silver cards.

"Do you want to invite us to a drink, old fellow?" said Blake, still in a nonchalant tone, as he saw Moody walking in the direction of the tavern, not his movements.

"Let's think about how to appeal, Professor Dumbledore will help us. Lupin remained calm.

"Get off the bus, get to the place. Moody came back quickly, interrupted their conversation, and with a "click", opened the door of the back seat, and let the two get out of the car.

Then the three of them went headlong into the phone booth, which began to descend like an elevator, and lasted about a minute before they reached the foyer.

"Ministry of Magic?" Lupin asked, surveying everything around the hall.

It is a long golden hall with a polished dark wood floor. The peacock-blue ceiling is inlaid with glittering gold symbols, constantly moving and changing, like a giant bulletin board.

"When will the prisoners be locked up here, or is Azkaban full?" said Blake, still with a grim expression.

The people around him nodded politely to Moody when they saw him, and then walked away quickly.

Respectable and at the same time terrifying.

That's Moody's position at the Ministry of Magic, even though he's been retired for years.

Well, the main thing is that his eye is just so scary.

Moody walked briskly with the two of them, and because their feet were restrained, Lupin and Sirius could only jump and move their bodies forward, which looked very funny.

They then stepped into an elevator, and after a while, they stepped out again, and two heavy oak doors stood directly in front of them, and Moody stretched out his wand and tapped it, and the door opened naturally.

Then they were greeted by a dilapidated, dimly lit hallway.

"Let's go inside. Moody walked over to a silver-white door with a sign that read: No Abuse of the Division of Magic, and without knocking, he pushed the door open with a creaking sound.

"Your mission has come. Moody's said.

A tall, thick-armed man was hunched over the table, and those who didn't know thought he was sleeping lazy, but in fact he was looking at the file, and he raised his head and pushed his thick glasses when he heard Moody's voice.

"Fill out the form. The man found two blank papers from the large pile of papers that had spilled under his feet, handed them over and said.

"Oh no, you and I have an impression, Dumbledore brought you here last time. The man looked at Lupin and shook his head, and pulled back another one.

"The shackles are lifted. Moody's wand touched the rope that bound them together, and the rope retracted as if spiritual.

"I'm going to see what you're going to do. Sirius Black, fearless, found a place to sit down, picked up a quill, and began to write on the table.

"It's yours. The man found another watch and handed it to Lupin.

After about two minutes, Lupin and Sirius finished their work and handed it back to the man in charge of the work, who poked a stamp on it and reached out to Moody.

Moody's magic eye and normal eyes looked at the two lists several times before saying-

"Very well, you are free. ”

Moody then prepares to push the door open, but stops when the prosthetic leg has already stepped out of the door.

"I'll say again, I'm not a lackey of the Ministry of Magic, and I've been unhappy with that Fudge kid for a long time. Moody's hoarse voice rang out.

Then there was the sound of a cane hitting the ground in the quiet corridor, and finally his limping back disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Leaving Lupin and Blake to look at each other.

Sirius Black seemed to realize something, and hurriedly picked up the form again, only to see the top of the form written in bold bold letters: "Animagus Registration Form"