A black dog wanders the Privet Road, and it will burrow into a garbage can to pick up rotten and sour bread, and if you are lucky enough to find the remaining half of the ham sausage to eat.

If you pay attention, you will find that this dog is always wandering around the house at 5 Privet Road. Finally it stopped, lying on a nondescript corner, where a garage and alley intersected, and the main entrance of the house could be seen, and the weeds were over its legs.

This is the dog that Blake has changed, and since Azkaban escaped, he had to escape the Dementors and the Ministry of Magic to find this place. Because no one would suspect an inconspicuous stray dog.

The dangerous man now on the Muggle and wizarding wanted list was nibbling on a half-torn ham sausage, looking at the house at 5 Privet Road with dark eyes, as if he knew what was inside. The claws were not good at dealing with the plastic wrapper, so he chewed the ham in his mouth, squeezed out all the meat with his sharp teeth and swallowed it, then spit out the wrapper and threw it away.

He saw a man come out of No. 5 Privet Road, a boy with auburn hair, walking a white fox. This kid is amazing. Blake lowered his head, hoping not to attract attention.

Last night a disgusting woman insulted Harry's dead father, Blake's good brother Jaime, with a vicious voice. Blake, who was outside the window, couldn't hold back for a moment and taught her a lesson. As a result, the prank got Harry in big trouble, and Blake forgot about it - Harry is now an underage wizard with traces on his body. The Ministry of Magic knew that Harry would be punished severely, and if the Ministry of Magic had come to take a closer look, they might have found him. Black didn't want to go back to that hellish place in Azkaban.

But the classmate Harry went across the road to find blinded Blake as soon as he appeared, and he didn't pay attention to the Ministry of Magic at all, and directly started to clean up the aftermath, and he still used magic. With his beautiful hand of forgetting magic and modifying memories, he was able to restore the house with an understatement, and Blake felt that even the professionals of the Ministry of Magic's Contingency Reversal Division could not compare to him.

Thinking that such a character living opposite Harry made Blake wary, but Blake was hostile to him, and this kid could immediately apply a protective spell to himself, which is how many martial arts skills can be had? Anyway, Blake hadn't seen it at this age.

So Blake had to look at him, Harry's safety was important, and the boy's face reminded him of a past he regretted.

Blake walked away with his eyes on Edge, and quickly got up, he was going to 5 Privet Road, there must be more news in it that he wanted.

Speaking of pranks, sliding doors and picking locks, and stealing chickens and dogs, Blake and Harry's father formed a special team to toss the students and professors a lot. Even the technique of dealing with the chain locks that escaped from Azkaban was the result of research with his companions in the past. This aspect is beyond the reach of the Weasley twins, which is the difference between amateur and professional. The Weasley twins were mainly thinking about studying, and Blake was a noble kid back then, and he gave up Slytherin to go to Gryffindor to find the master of excitement.

The iron fence of the house at 5 Privet Road was not squeezed in, but it was a bush fence, which was easy to do, and Blake jumped on the trash can on the side and flipped over to get in. The yard was very clean, as if someone had carefully cleaned it, and the doors and windows on the first floor of the house were tightly closed, but fortunately there was a window that was not locked. Probably because Harry was still inside, Blake waited from last night until morning, only seeing Fudge in and out and Aitch just out.

When there was no movement in the room, Blake propped himself on the ground with his two hind paws, threw himself on the window, lifted it up, and quickly slipped inside. This is the kitchen, a smell of food teases his appetite and nose, and after turning into a dog, his 10,000-fold sensitive sense of smell makes his mouth water, and he spends half a minute watching back and forth between the refrigerator and the living room.

Because after half a minute, Blake didn't have to think about this tangled problem. The sound of the window falling alarmed Harry, who was doing his homework, and Harry looked for it, so the man and the dog looked at each other like this, staring at each other with wide eyes......

Blake was stunned at this time, many years of prankmaking career, and he had never encountered this kind of situation that was discovered before he could do it, his immediate reaction was to escape, but the doors and windows were closed, where could he escape? He didn't want to be fierce against Harry, and then ......

Then he was blocked in the corner of the kitchen, with his tail between his legs, his head in his paws, and he blocked himself vigorously, feeling that he had been blind for so many years of experience in picking locks and stealing chickens and dogs.

And from Harry's point of view, he saw a poor dog. The coat color is dull, very bad, and looks depressed; It must have been a long time since it had eaten, so it would sneak into other people's houses to find food; Judging by the scared look it looked at (Harry took Blake's shame for fear), it must have been beaten many times, it was pathetic.

Harry couldn't help but think of himself, he had been like this since he was a child, he didn't eat well, he didn't dress warmly, and he was often bullied and scolded by his uncle's family, and he lived like this dog. Although Harry was able to maintain a sunny and positive attitude in the face of Voldemort and difficulties, the tragic situation of Blake in front of him still hit the softest part of Harry's heart.

"Don't be afraid, I won't hit you." Harry didn't care if the dog could understand or not, so he tried to communicate with him. Harry took a piece of meat out of the fridge, crouched down, and placed it in front of him, "Eat it, you must be hungry." Harry knew what it was like to be hungry, and when he fell asleep counting sheep, he would be woken up by his stomach.

When Aitch returned home from walking the fox, Harry was not doing his homework and was playing in the yard with a big black dog. "What are you doing here?"

"Edge, you're back." It was as if Harry had realized that he had done something wrong, and his hands did not know what to do. Because this is Edge's house, I let a strange dog stay without his consent, play with him, feed him, and even want to raise him.

Aitch was examining the big black dog, and despite his best efforts to hide behind Harry, Aitch recognized that it was the one from last night, and he guessed that it was a transfiguration of Black's Animagus.

"Let him out. Let him go, is it okay? "Aitch didn't want Blake to stay.

"Why?" Harry crouched down, revealing Blake. He touched the neck of the big black dog, trying to make Aitch take a good look at Blake's miserable condition, "He's as pitiful as I am." ”

"But he's not you, Harry." "And he reminds me of the vicious dog in the old orphanage, which I hate the most." ”

"But he won't be the vicious dog in your orphanage!" Harry used the first half of Edge's sentence to refute it, as long as he felt it was right, he was always stubborn to the end. "Duck will be very well-behaved, just like your Elwin." Dark, the name Harry gave to Blake, was dressed in black, like nightfall.

Blake, who was behind Harry, heard this, and his eyes lit up, and he poked his head out to take a closer look at the "Elwin" in the mouths of Aitch and Harry.