"Professor, why should I go to Black?!" Harry said slowly in a skeptical tone, "He escaped from Azkaban to hunt me down, didn't he? He came to me to avenge Voldemort, didn't he?"

"Yes, that's it. Professor Lupin's expression was a little unnatural, and he subconsciously avoided Harry's gaze.

"But that's certainly not the whole truth, I can feel that you're hiding something from me!" Harry continued to stare at Professor Lupin.

"Nothing"

"Professor, I'm not a kid anymore!" Harry said aloud, "you told me that you were my father's friend, and that you knew Blake very well, you must know something! Why did Blake kill me? Why didn't I go to him?"

Hearing Harry's words, Professor Lupin was silent for a moment.

"Harry, there are some things I shouldn't have to tell you, I don't have that qualification. ”

"So you just hide it from me and say nothing, like I'm a fool!" Harry said in a deep breath and in a frustrated, sad tone, "Professor, I see and hear something when the Dementors approach me, you know?"

Professor Lupin shook his head, a worried look.

"I could hear my mom screaming, hear her pleading with Voldemort. If you hear my mom screaming like that, screaming before being killed, you won't forget it. Harry's eyes were red, "I can feel it, Professor, that the death of my parents must have something to do with Blake! Malfoy once said to me: If it were me, I would choose revenge, and I would find him out myself!"

"Harry, Malfoy is talking nonsense," Hermione said worriedly.

"No, he knows for sure. Harry shouted, looking back at Professor Lupin, "Please, Professor, tell me the truth, for my parents!"

Professor Lupin was also very sad, and Harry's words touched him greatly, and he looked at Harry as if he saw his former friend Jaime.

"I need to talk to you alone, Harry!" Lupin sighed, "you're right, we shouldn't hide it from you, and if Jaime's son didn't know about Sirius Black, Jaime would be disappointed." ”

Lupin led Harry to his office, where Evan, Hermione, and Ron stood in the dimly lit foyer, looking at the backs of the two of them with worried expressions.

"Aven, what do you think Professor Lupin would say to Harry?" Hermione asked.

"Anything is possible about his parents' past. Evan thought for a moment, not knowing how much Lupin was going to tell Harry, for fear that Harry wouldn't be able to stand the stimulation then.

"Well, you can wait for Harry in the common room, I always feel that something is wrong. Hermione said in an uncertain tone, "Ron and I are going to Hogsmeade to buy everyone's Christmas presents. ”

"I'm going to find Spotted!" Ron, who had not spoken just now, suddenly said, his voice very dull and monotonous.

"Ron?!" Hermione wanted to tell Ron not to worry about his rats, Spotted would go back on his own.

But upon seeing Ron's appearance, she hesitated and said nothing.

Because of Crookshank, her position on the issue of dealing with Blob was very awkward.

"I'm going to find Spotted!" Ron repeated, ignoring the reactions of Evan and Hermione, and walked up the tower without looking back.

Under the light of the torches, his long back looked extremely eerie and eerie.

Evan frowned and looked at Ron, the other party's performance today was too abnormal, whether it was facing Snape or Professor Lupin, he was too calm, and he was not at all the same as the Ron he usually knew.

Also, how did Ron know that parchment was a map of living spots?!

"What the hell is going on with Ron?!" Hermione said in surprise, "I can't go to Hogsmeade alone, there are so many things to buy that I can't get them!"

"If you don't object, I can accompany you, Hermione. Evan suggested.

"No, Aven, you'll be discovered by the professors. ”

"I don't think so, I've been there many times, and I'm very familiar with the Hogsmeade shop, as long as I'm careful not to get noticed by Filch. Evan lifted the bag in his hand, "Besides, Harry's invisibility cloak is still with me. ”

"But"

Hermione hesitated, she knew that Evan had indeed been to Hogsmeade many times before, and that compared to Harry, Evan didn't have to worry about Sirius Black and the Dementors.

Since there is no danger and it will not be discovered by the professors, it seems that he really has no reason to object.

While it might be a violation of school rules, Hermione didn't care as much as she did when she first started, and she didn't know how many school rules she had broken in the past two years.

Deep down, Hermione also had an indescribable strange feeling.

She wanted Evan to accompany her to Hogsmeade, especially at this time of Christmas Eve.

"I went through the secret passage behind the one-eyed witch statue on the fourth floor, Hermione. Evan said in a relaxed tone, "That secret passage leads to Duke Honey's candy shop, where you can wait for me and see you later!"

Evan left the foyer and quickly walked behind the one-eyed witch statue on the fourth floor, looking up at the back and forth of the hallway, there was no one but him.

"Left and right separate!" Evan tapped the Stone Witch lightly.

The statue's hunchback immediately opened, large enough for a slightly thinner person to enter.

Aven crawled his head forward into the hole, and then in the hole.

He preferred the more spacious passage behind the large mirror on the fifth floor, which he had been passing to Hogsmeade for the previous semester, to this narrow passageway.

But within days of the school year, Fred and George told him that the secret passage had collapsed and was completely blocked. There was now only one secret passage in the castle that led to Hogsmeade and was not in Filch's grasp.

Aven slid forward a long way, like a stone slide, before he hit the cold, wet ground.

He stood up and looked around, and it was pitch black.

"Fluorescent flicker!" Evan raised his wand.

The passage in front of me is crooked, no different from a rabbit's tunnel.

Evan walked in a hurry, stumbling from time to time due to the uneven ground, holding his wand in front of him all the way.

About an hour later, Aven walked to the foot of a broken stone staircase that stretched out of sight above him.

He rested for a while, gasped for breath, and began to climb upwards. One hundred, two hundred, Ai Wen counted as he climbed, focusing entirely on his feet, and after about three thousand or so, he ran headfirst into something hard.

It was a floor door, and Aven pushed open the movable door and climbed out.

No sooner had he climbed out of the floor door than he smelled a strong smell of blood, as if a corpse was hidden in the cellar.