Before they could enter the tall wrought iron gate of Santrill House, they saw Sigoness and Snape rushing out. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Both of them clenched their wands tightly in their hands.

“vio。 Sigoness hurriedly pulled her to her side to take a closer look. "Dobby told us that Mickey was summoned by you!

Snape watched with no expression on his face.

The light on Mickey's finger bound Sirius, immobilizing it, and Sirius wouldn't have moved without it.

VIO understands that although Sirius is good friends with Harry's father, James Potter, and this year's new Defence Against the Dark Arts teacher, Lupin Remus, and Peter Pettigrew, they have one thing in common, and one of the things they have in common is their friendship with Snape.

But at this moment, Sirius, as an inmate who escaped from the Azkaban Wizarding Prison and lurked as a black dog through his transformation ability, could never hope to be recognized by anyone.

It was more cautious than anyone else, especially when it came to Professor Snape, who knew the details and the human mind.

"Nothing. Just a little trouble on the way back to see Harry. Vio replied lightly, "But Mickey came just in time, and he caught the vampire, and the dog was being led by the vampire to a remote place to kill it, and we saved it." ”

Sigoness held Vio's face, her fingertips were cold and soft, and so were her eyes.

In such a gentle gaze, Vio was a little tempted to turn his head sideways and not look at her, but he also reacted that it would give his aunt a feeling of weakness.

They looked at each other for a moment.

The aunt ended up just gently taking her into her arms, then letting go and letting Mickey carry her into the room.

"Auntie, what are you going to do with this dog?" asked Vio with some trepidation before leaving.

Sirius should have understood the meaning of Vio's words, and understood that the beautiful woman with silver hair in front of her was the important person who could decide where it belonged at this moment.

So, it howled.

Vio waited to see it snuggle up to Sigoness like a pet looking for its owner, and then stuck out its tongue to seek the master's affection, and was finally left behind by Sigoness's compassion.

However, Sirius did not do this.

It stood in front of Sigoness and stared at her, screaming twice from time to time, as if to ask Sigoness if she had the guts to approach him.

Sigoness frowned as it began to howl, and her face glowed with a hint of sorrow, as if she didn't intend to keep it.

Oh no, Sirius is going to be given away, it's going to run.

Vio chuckled and was about to speak, when Sigoness spoke first, "Mickey, put down the vampire and take this dog to the backyard, I'll make a room for it later." ”

Vio couldn't help but rejoice in his heart, Sirius stared at Sigoness with straight eyes, as if he was as puzzled as Snape next to him: why did this woman leave it, it just didn't release the slightest signal of goodwill to make it a pet, and it was impossible to wag its tail and beg for mercy on those who should be his equals for a little food and shelter. Even though it's a fugitive that everyone shouts about, a fugitive doesn't do anything to survive.

In other words, Sirius Black, even if he dies, must die with dignity, never flattering and never bowing his head.

Well, since the woman was willing to keep it Merlin as a witness, it didn't wag its tail and beg to stay, so it looked like it could stay here.

Anyway, the little girl who brought it seemed to be very close to Harry, and if she wanted to do something harmful to Harry, she might have found out early and found an opportunity to kill her first.

Sirius sneered in her heart about whether she was a good person or not: someone who could live with Snape was probably more than a little worse than a good person.

Besides, what if it's a good guy? Peter Pettigrew was once a good guy who was as timid as a mouse, and Lupin Remus was a good guy, but James and Lily were betrayed, and they died.

Sirius walked past Sigoness without looking back.

"So," Sigoness looked at the dark shadow creeping in front of her, who was wearing a huge cloak that wrapped his body around him, looking like a giant bat. In this respect, this style of dressing is very similar to someone close to you. "Professor, I suppose you'd like to give me a little advice on what to do with this vampire?"

"How could the old House of Santriel not have their own special interrogation room, and wouldn't the torture instruments in there be a clever way for anyone to speak?" Professor Snape pouted noncommittally, "Of course, if you think I'm here to make you feel safe, you can ask for that." ”

Sigoness's face flushed slightly, and she didn't answer. She only asked symbolically, after all, Snape was right next to her and witnessed everything. In fact, she did plan to take this ordinary vampire to a separate interrogation room in Santriel House, she was not her brother, she had never seen the wind and rain, and she always wanted to repay the generosity and leniency of the nobles to anyone.

Probably all prestigious families are like this: two heirs, one in the light and one in the dark.

In the Sontril family, she is the heir who has been raised in the shadows.

When she was very young, she followed her grandfather to the dark interrogation room, looking at the bottles and jars that could make people suffer and all kinds of black magic diagrams, and looked at the human bodies that were twisted and deformed under spells and potions, from the initial fear and trembling, to the later familiarity, habit, and now to the familiarity and hands-on.

She adapts very well and hides very well.

Externally, she is a well-born, high-achieving Hogwarts graduate, with a delegate and well-paid job at the Ministry of Magic, and will marry an equally respectable husband in the future.

Internally, only those who tried to harm anyone in the Sontrel family in vain had seen her cold-blooded and ruthless. Vio, her niece, doesn't she just treat her as an ordinary aunt?

For many years, no one thought that she would have such a fearful thought, because of her age and reading, her grandfather never comforted her again, and her parents always gave her only a hug.

Brother and sister-in-law, they are representatives of the light of the family, and she will not want to confide in them at all. Doesn't everyone have their own responsibilities and missions, since they can't change their fate, then it's better to just change themselves.

After about eleven years old, she didn't complain about her family or the things she had to accomplish.

But it's nice to hear someone mention the phrase "make her feel safe" again.

Ahem, think far away. (To be continued.) )