Behind him, there was a sharp sound of wind, and the red light passed past Harry's ears, and with a blast, Harry turned his head with some difficulty, and a thick tree trunk had broken into two in mid-air.

It turned out that they were chasing Ron, who was dragged away, and had already entered the range of the beating willow, and the branches of the tree were shaking, as if in a strong wind, and the branches were swaying back and forth, preventing them from moving forward.

Before he could thank Augustus, Harry fumbled with his wand and lit up a cluster of directions in the night.

There, right next to the root, was the dog, dragging Ron back into a gaping hole at the root. Ron fought furiously, but his head and torso were no longer visible, "Ron!" Harry yelled and tried to follow, but a large branch struck down, and Harry was forced to retreat again.

Augustus stood in front of him, waved his hand at Harry, signaled him to step back, his wand raised slightly, as if he had met an old enemy, all the branches of the beating willow moved without wind, and countless thick branches kept waving.

A little wind condensed at the tip of the wand, and a massive wave of sword-like wind slowly gathered. The next moment, the wind blade roared past with the sound of a cannon, cutting half of the body of the beating willow, without any means of defense, the huge trunk was directly broken out of thin air, I don't know how long the beating willow survived in the school has now been wiped out, and one day, there is no possibility of survival.

Harry walked over from the side in some fright, and his tone was gloomy, "Mr. Augustus, if Ron is in danger, I'm afraid the school won't be able to go back now, and it's imperative that we go to the rescue." ”

Hermione looked at the half-cut beating willow with palpitations, and also walked over, "That big black dog doesn't know why he attacked Ron, and Crook Hill seems to be familiar with it, now, only find their hiding place, otherwise Ron's life may be in danger." ”

Augustus nodded slightly, with no expression on his face, as if he was not worried at all, "Well, in that case, let's spread out to find them, so that there will be more opportunities." ”

As soon as the words fell, Crookshan suddenly appeared in front of the three of them, as if to lead the way for them, and the ginger cat turned its head to look at them, and then walked towards the bottom of the beating willow tree.

Within seconds, they were up to the trunk, but before they could reach the mouth of the cave, Crookshank had slipped in with a flick of its bottle-like tail. Harry followed. He rushed forward and slid down a dirt slope that was a very low tunnel. Crook Hill was not far ahead, its eyes glinting in the glow of Harry's wand. A few seconds later, Hermione staggered over to Harry. "Where's Ron?" She asked, scared.

"In this direction." Augustus pointed forward, and the three of them continued to follow Crook Hill deeper into the cavern.

"Where's the exit to this tunnel?" Hermione asked, breathless behind Augustus.

"If there are no accidents, it should lead to Hogsmeade Village, which is north of the school, and according to this trend, it will naturally be that location." Augustus's eyes flickered, looking at the cat leading the way in front of him, with an unpredictable look in his eyes.

They went forward as fast as they could, bent so that they could scarcely bend any more; Crook Hill was in front of them, its tail bouncing up and down, disappearing and disappearing. The passage was endless, and felt at least as long as the one that reached Duke Honey. The tunnels began to rise; A little further, the ground twisted and crooked, and Mount Crook was gone. However, through a small opening, Harry could see a faint ray of light.

"Here it is, sure enough." Augustus walked in calmly, with an inexplicable smile on his face.

It was a house, a messy, dusty house. The wallpaper had fallen off the walls, the floors were stained everywhere, the pieces of furniture were broken, as if they had been broken, and the windows were nailed with wooden boards.

There was no one in the room, but a door on the right was open to a dark hallway. Hermione suddenly reached out and grabbed Augustus' arm, "Mr. Augustus," she whispered, "I think we're in the screaming shack." Harry looked around. His gaze fell on a nearby wooden chair, from which a large board had been ripped off and one leg was missing.

They crawled out of the hall as quietly as they could. Then climb the crumbling staircase. Everything was covered in a thick layer of dust, but not on the floor, something had been dragged upstairs, leaving a wide, shiny mark on the floor.

They reached the dark landing of the staircase.

The three of them walked in from outside the door, a luxurious four-pillar **, ** the curtain around ** was all dust, Crook Hill lay on **, and when they saw them, they whined loudly and expressed their satisfaction. On the floor next to Crook Hill, Ron clutched one of his legs, which stretched out unnaturally.

Harry and Hermione rushed to him.

Augustus surveyed the structure of the house, swept his wand slightly over a chair, a gust of wind blew the dust off the chair, and then sat down on the chair, squinting slightly, as if waiting for something.

"Ron?? You're all right, are you?"

"Where's that dog?"

"It's not a dog." Ron ** said. He clenched his teeth because of the pain. "Harry, it's a trap"

"What ???"

"He's the dog, he's an Animagus"

A figure appeared in the doorway, and Harry and Hermione quickly turned their heads. Augustus sat down in his chair and chuckled, "If you're not mistaken, that black dog should be your incarnation, right?" Sirius, Black. ”

a clump of dirty, tangled hair that hung down to the elbow; If the eyes hidden in the deep, dark sockets do not glow, he may be a corpse; The waxy skin clings to the skeleton of the face, making it look like a skull. He grinned with yellow teeth, it was Sirius Black.

Blake lazily stretched out his wand and pointed at the trio, "Except for your weapons!" He said in a hoarse voice, and Harry and Hermione's wands were gone, flying high in the air, caught by Black. He looked at Augustus, who was still sitting in his chair, with a strange look in his eyes.

"The heir of the Julius family really lives up to his reputation, although I have been in Atskabaan, and I have heard a lot about your name, defeated Voldemort twice, and single-handedly destroyed nearly a hundred Dementors, and now it seems that it is indeed worthy of the name."

Augustus smiled slightly, "There are only two reasons why you can still stand in front of me and speak, first, I need to find out if there is still a secret to what happened back then, and second, whether this mouse is as I guessed. So, you'd better save some time than wonderful. ”