Although he couldn't wait to clean his new house so that it could be comfortable and pleasant as soon as possible, Amosta knew that he obviously didn't have time to do it now, so he had to cry and curse Sirius viciously Kleeche to give him an order to sit like this first, and then he would return to work on the house that had not been inhabited for ten years by the time of the Christmas holidays.

"Don't cry, Kreacher."

Sirius said impatiently,

"You heard everything, didn't you, it's just a temporary mortgage on the house, and I don't plan to sell it, and when I kill Peter, I'll soon be able to scrape together fifty thousand Galleons."

"Oh, what would my poor mistress say if she knew that the young master had given away the old mansion of the Black family, how much the mistress would be very him, oh, she would be disappointed in Kreacher, Kreacher watched all this and could not stop the young master from doing something stupid--"

Gee--

This house-elf is indeed not very likable, Amosta wondered in his heart whether to send it to the underground world to sell, because of the slaughter of the troll, the house-elves in the underground world fled en masse, it seems to be a little out of stock recently, and now the price is okay...

It is not permissible to say anything you hear tonight to a third person in any way.

Amosta gave Kreacher an order, and with a pop, Amosta led Sirius back to the Screaming Shack.

In the time they were gone, the collapsed kitchen was basically covered in snowflakes, and the sound of the cold wind howling in the hole-ridden house was like the wailing of a female ghost.

Amosta waved his wand, and the broken bricks, broken planks, and broken beams on the ground awoke from their slumber, and they struggled to get up, shake off the covered snow, and then flew back into the air to form themselves, and in an instant, the house was exactly the same again.

Although he decided not to use the Screaming Shack, Amosta repaired it, and the house stood on the hillside and could be seen by pedestrians coming and going in Hogsmeade, and it could cause some unnecessary trouble if a good man came running to find out why the house had collapsed suddenly.

"This cat... You say it's called Crook Hill, it's freezing! ”

Blake, who ran into the house first to find Crook Hill, said angrily.

"As long as there's gas, I can revive it--"

Amosta tapped the hard body of Crook Mountain with his wand, a red streamer slashed through the surface of the ginger hair, and white steam rose with it, and Amosta took out a bottle of homemade sobering potion from his arms, and he tapped the bottle with his wand, and the liquid that swayed in the bottle turned into an upside-down stream of water that flew out of the bottle, and he drilled into the nose of Crook Mountain.

"How did you get involved with this cat?"

Taking advantage of the awakening of Crook Mountain, Amosta asked casually.

"This cat is very smart, I guess it probably has the blood of a raccoon dog because it recognized that I wasn't a dog at the first glance when it saw me,"

Sirius stroked his lips as he stroked Crookshan, "It took me a moment to figure out who I really was, and what I wanted to do, and since then, it's been helping me find me something to eat... I couldn't run around, the Dementors and Aurors were in the village, and it tried to bring Peter to me, but it didn't work. ”

"Speaking of--"

The illusionary magic was gone, the parchment piled up on the living room floor and the small animal scraps of the kitchen were exposed, and Amosta whipped the air like a symphony, and the things rushed from all sides to the foyer and huddled in a brilliant green flame.

"This house..., mainly the secret passage, how did you find it?"

If you elaborate on this question, it will involve some of Remus's secrets, according to common sense, Dumbledore recruited Remus into Hogwarts as a professor, and Bryan, as the director of the Security Office, could not have known the identity of Remus's werewolf, but Sirius did not dare to take risks, if Dumbledore and Remus had not told Bryan this, then he was likely to cause trouble for his old friend.

"This secret passage... We used to use it a lot when we were in school--"

Sirius said vaguely, but this made Amosta's actions to stop suddenly,

"We?"

Amosta squinted, repeating Sirius's words,

"In other words, that Remus guy actually knew that there was a secret passage under the beating willow... Well, he should have known that you were Animagus... He'd had had so many chances to say it, but tonight when I learned from Harry that there was a secret passage here, he pretended to be the first time he heard it. ”

Sirius was silent, just teasing Crookshan, whose limbs were already twitching unconsciously, and he could roughly guess why Remus held back from it all when he didn't know he was innocent.

His old friend, who regarded Dumbledore as a benefactor, was afraid of disappointing Dumbledore, and was afraid that Dumbledore would be dissatisfied or even angry at their nonsense.

"How did Harry find out about the secret passage under the beating willow?"

There was another piece of information in Bryan's words that caught Sirius's attention.

"Everybody who knows James Potter says that Harry is a lot like his father, and I guess he's got some kind of talent."

"That kid does look like Jaime!" Sirius immediately rejoiced, "His Quidditch talent is as good as James'!" ”

At this point, Crookshan, in Sirius's arms, was finally fully awake, and before it could figure out what was happening, it immediately opened its teeth and claws, and howled at Amosta with that gloomy persimmon face.

"Don't get excited, Crookshan, we've explained the problem clearly, and now, Amosta won't be dealing with us!"

Sirius pinched Crook Hill tightly and quickly explained the matter.

"It's not my fault--"

Amosta looked innocent,

"Who would have thought that things would take such a turn, before, I thought you were the helper of a heinous criminal, so the behavior of the man is completely reasonable, right?"

Crookshank made a purring sound, and looked uneasy.

The noisy night was finally over, and the snow was still falling, but a faint pink dawn finally appeared in the sky.

"According to my opinion, I think it's better for you to stay at home, or, as before, it's okay to hide in the mountains, and I'll bring you some food regularly, but since you have to go to school to make use of your troublemakers, then we'll have to find a way to disguise you."

Sirius dismissed this claim,

"Just use Animagus, I can disguise myself so well that no one can recognize me!"

"I suggest you take the time to go back to Azkaban and see if you left your mind there when you escaped."

"If you want to stay in the castle for a long time, then you will inevitably meet Remus, but he knows that you are an Animagus and your transformed form.

And... For the sake of our transactional relationship, I remind you that Animagus is the perfect disguise of magic and form, but on a soul level, you are still Sirius Black, and unfortunately, our beloved Headmaster Albus Dumbledore happens to have the ability to observe a person's condition from a soul level... So, you'd better be smart. ”

"Then what do you say?"

Sirius had a gloomy face, he couldn't like a cowering Slytherin.

This question was already considered by Amosta when he was in the old mansion of the Black family.

Pointed at his wand, Sirius's eyes suddenly became vigilant,

"What do you want to do, Brian!"

Sirius asked, taking a few quick steps back.

"Of course, it's to arrange a new identity for you, do you want me to take a wanted criminal back with such a swagger--"

Amosta glanced at Crookshan and said with a smile,

"From this day forward, you are the little wildcat that Crookshank found from outside, the mate it found for itself... Hmm, I think 'Lenny' is a good name..."



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