Blake is still on the run!

The Ministry of Magic confirmed today that Sirius Blake, believed to be the most notorious of the prisoners of Azkaban Castle, has still not been captured.

"We're working to recapture Blake," said Minister of Magic, Cornelius Fudge this morning, "and we ask the wizarding community to remain calm." Some members of the International Confederation of Wizards had criticized Fudge for not informing the Muggle Prime Minister of Blake's fugitive.

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The newspaper with its bold capital English headline was gently blown by the breeze, revealing a strand of fluttering silver hair and a handsome and evil face.

"Hey, someone in Azkaban has escaped from prison?" Dracula took a sip of the bright red wine and read the newspaper in front of him with interest.

At this time, Dracula was staying in the Blake family's house, where he had been before, reclining on the soft sofa, gently shaking a goblet full of red wine in one hand and a copy of the Daily Prophet in the other.

It's been nearly a year since Dracula resurrected Regulus Blake, who had long been made a corpse by Voldemort.

After nearly a year of tidying up and tidying up, Regulus Blake, who gradually adapted to the physique of the Yin Corps, and the house-elf Kreacher gradually took care of this house that had been abandoned for more than ten years.

As a mother in Regulus, Walburga Blake has been living in this house since he was a child, and even if his thinking has been rigid, as a house-elf born in the Blake family, one of the so-called "Twenty-Eight Pure-Blood Holy Clans", his personal business ability is still very good.

The return of Regulus has given the old house-elf a new lease of life, and the perennial grumbling and resentful Kreacher has become energetic and energetic.

Dracula leaned comfortably back on the soft sofa and sipped the wine in the goblet from time to time. Kreacher stood respectfully beside him, and whenever he ran out of wine in his glass, he would refill it in time.

Today, they are located in a Blake family's magic training room.

Regulus was holding a custom-made wand suitable for dark creatures, practicing casting spells on a target, hoping that the vampire Count, who was very expert in dark creatures, could show him how to make better use of the magic in the Yin corpse.

However, Dracula's attention was completely absorbed by the newspaper in his hand, and he did not look at Regulus's spell casting at all.

"Sirius Black...... Is this jailbreak your brother?"

Dracula pointed to the large photo on the front page of the newspaper with his thumb and asked Regulus, who was still practicing magic not far away.

The large front-page photo shows a man with a sunken face and tangled long hair, slowly winking at someone reading a newspaper, looking in a state of distress.

"Sirius?" Regulus was stunned for a moment, then slowly withdrew his wand, his expression becoming a little indifferent, "I thought he was dead."

"If the information in the newspaper is correct, then he probably hasn't had time to die." Dracula glanced at the photo with interest, then turned to look at Regulus, "Didn't you order this newspaper, you didn't know?" ….

Regulus was afraid that his physique would be exposed, and he barely left the door of Blake's house for a year, and he could only rely on the newspapers bought by Kreacher to learn about the wizarding world.

"Before you could read today's paper, you came." "And the Daily Prophet is getting more and more back, and it only publishes meaningless content all day long, and I sometimes have no interest in reading it......

"I remember a newspaper the other day that listed a lot of money about a Ministry of Magic worker winning a lottery on a fairly high page, and it was extremely boring."

Regulus pursed his lips indifferently and looked to the side.

"Oh?" Dracula became interested again and looked at Kreacher, "Kreacher, help me get all the newspapers you subscribed to a few days ago, I want to read the

How does the Daily Prophet describe such a simple thing as winning the lottery?"

Kreacher bowed, and with a thud he vanished in place.

When he came back again, he already had a thick stack of "Daily Prophet" in his hand.

"I'm looking for it...... Well, is that it?" Dracula casually flipped through a few newspapers and found what Regulus described as a lottery draw.

When he saw this page, his expression suddenly became a little playful-

Title: The Ministry of Magic staff wins the grand prize

Content: Arthur Weis, director of the Department for the Prohibition of the Misuse of Muggle Objects at the Ministry of Magic, received the Galleon Prize, the Daily Prophet's annual award. The elated Mr. Wesley told the Daily Prophet reporter, "We will spend this money on summer trips to Egypt, where our eldest son, Bill, is doing spell-breaking work for the Gringotts Magic Bank." The Wesleys will spend a month in Egypt and return before Hogwarts school opens. Currently, the Wesley family has five children attending school there.

The content is followed by a corresponding photograph of nine members of the Wesley family standing in front of the pyramid.

Everyone in the Wesley family looked excited, waving to the camera with a happy smile on their faces.

Mrs. Wesley is shown to be small and fat, while Mr. Wesley, who is balding, is very tall, and their six sons and one daughter have fiery red hair. Ron is standing in the middle of this picture, tall and skinny, with his pet mouse Spotted standing on his shoulder and his arm around his sister Ginny.

"Wesley's family really can't be idle, they're already so poor, and they still want to go out for a walk no matter what holiday." Dracula chuckled, "Their little wizards are so unreassuring, maybe they inherited their parents' ......

He smiled playfully and shoved the newspaper with Mr. Wesley's winning back into Kreacher's hand, then picked up the newspaper with the big news about Sirius Blake's escape from prison and looked up at Regulus.

"Mr. Dracula, I'll go to the library to find some information on spell casting, and Kreacher will take care of you." Before Dracula could say anything more, Regulus greeted him stiffly, and then walked straight to the door of the magic training room. ….

"What are you doing in such a hurry?" Dracula raised his hand, and the door to the training room closed abruptly, "What are you running away from, Regulus?"

「…… I didn't run away." Seeing the door in front of him close, Regulus paused for a moment and said with an indifferent expression.

"No escape?" Dracula slowly hooked the corners of his mouth, "If you really didn't run away, then why did you just shift the conversation to the news of this winning prize?"

"Sirius Blake is also the brother you haven't seen in years, even if the relationship is not good, it won't be enough to hear about him after many years, but you don't even have a trace of superfluous interest, right?"

"I guess...... You've already read this newspaper, haven't you?" He asked with a smirk.

Regulus stood there and exhaled deeply.

"I can't hide it from you, Mr. Dracula." He turned around and smiled helplessly at Dracula, "I did read the paper...... I didn't expect that after more than a decade of resurrection, my first encounter with Sirius would be in the newspaper."

"How's the relationship between you two brothers?" Dracula shook his glass lightly and asked with interest, "I see you care a lot about your brother, or you wouldn't have avoided talking about him so much."

"No, you did guess wrong this time." Regulus shook his head, "The relationship between the two of us is very bad...... Let's put it this way, the relationship between the two of us is not to the extent that it is not bad, and perhaps it is more appropriate to describe us as hot and water."

"We Blake family have always been Slytherin students until Sirius was an anomaly. Since he was a child, he was not used to the style of pure-blood families, and often fought against those poor hemp wizards and half-bloods. And then he was sorted into Gryffindor."

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Gulles's tone slowed down, and he told the two of them about their past.

"Mother was so angry that she was about to kick Sirius out of the house on the spot. However, she decided to give Sirius a chance, and was ready to use Professor Slughorn's connections to transfer him back to Slytherin."

"But Sirius seems to be happy with Gryffindor, and he doesn't want to transfer at all. And when he came home from each vacation, he would hang the walls of his room all over the glory he had earned at Gryffindor, and even use a permanent paste charm to Gryffindor banners, pictures of Muggle girls in bikinis, pictures of motorcycles, pictures of himself with friends, etc., to anger our parents......

"My mother and father were completely disappointed in him, and they pinned their hopes on their second son, who was me."

"I have always known what they expect of me, and I can't bear to live up to their wishes, so I have been doing what they tell me since I was a child, the exact opposite of Sirius."

"Later, I became the only pride of my father and mother, and Sirius became the one they completely ignored, as if they had never had such a son."

Regulus sat down on another couch, took a sip of the water Kreacher had handed him, and continued. ….

"When he graduated, he joined the Order of the Phoenix, and I joined the Death Eaters. In the midst of these two opposing camps, it is understandable that our relationship has become even more strained."

"But my parents both approved of the Dark Lord's ideas, and dismissed Sirius's actions as pure-blooded traitors. So they removed him from the family list completely, and you may still have the impression that there are some scorched holes in the genealogical tapestry......

"One of them is where Sirius was supposed to be."

Dracula gently put down the cup and newspaper in his hand and looked at Regulus thoughtfully.

"Order of the Phoenix?" He asked, "Are you talking about the Order of the Phoenix that Dumbledore founded to fight the Death Eaters?"

"Of course, there are no other Order of the Phoenix." Regulus said.

"In other words, Sirius Black is a member of the Order of the Phoenix, a subordinate of Dumbledore." Dracula rubbed his brow, feeling that this was getting a little strange, "But the newspapers say Sirius is a Death Eater who is trying to support Voldemort."

"Let me see why he was taken to Azkaban...... Well, thirteen lives were killed with just one spell. And it was done in front of witnesses, in broad daylight. It probably caused a lot of trouble at the time, so Sirius's danger level was judged very high by the Ministry of Magic."

"So he later betrayed Dumbledore and took refuge in the arms of the Death Eaters?" Dracula asked, "If that's the case, the biggest gap between the two of you will naturally disappear."

"No," Regulus hesitated, then shook his head slightly, "no matter how much I dislike Sirius as a person, and hate his arrogant, reckless, flippant, showy habits, etc., I still want to say ......

[Given the circumstances, "It's possible for anyone to join the Death Eaters, but Sirius can't!] Regulus said, "And with the empathy he has with those hemp wizards, I don't think he's going to blow up a dozen Muggles with a single spell!"

"I've always known that Sirius had a pretty good relationship with a few of his friends, and after he was kicked out of the house, he used to go to James Potter's house for dinner, and Potter Sr. treated him like a godson."

"Heh, the Potters were killed by the Dark Lord, how could Sirius have switched to the Death Eaters after the Dark Lord lost power, and did those unreasonable things?"

"Something is wrong." Dracula raised an eyebrow, "Besides, you just said ...... Porter? Why is it related to the surname Potter again, is it related to Harry Potter?"

"James Potter is indeed Harry Potter's father." Regulus said, with a bow.

Dracula

frowned slightly, and quietly combined all the clues in his heart, trying to deduce the most complete story line.

What he knows is that Voldemort traveled to Godric's Hollow twelve years ago to kill the Potter family, but was defeated by the bloodline magic of Harry's mother, Lily Potter, who was so emotionally engaged, that he was repelled by his own Curse of Death, and became a lowly remnant.

It was only after this incident that Sirius Black burst out, killing twelve Muggles and a wizard, and ending up in Azkaban for life imprisonment by the Ministry of Magic.

Under Sirius's own brother's analysis, many illogical places in this naturally surfaced.

Looks like I'm looking for another opportunity to go to the Headmaster's office to torture Dumbledore. , Dracula's eyes flashed with interest.

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