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章節 257: Chapter 257 Gradually Clear

"I have a question," interrupted Felix, "Why I didn't get an alarm from the sneakoscope?"

The originally excited trio suddenly went quiet, and an uncomfortable silence filled the air. After a few seconds, Harry said with shame, "I forgot to bring it Professor, and I changed into new clothes."

"It seems that the short period of peaceful life has made you lose your vigilance."

Felix said calmly, he didn't look angry, but Harry felt even more guilty, his face burning brightly.

Dumbledore looked at the trio, "So, you didn't detect Sirius Black early because you forgot to bring the sneakoscope, what happened next, and why did you identify him as an Animagus?"

Harry looked up, "We were coming back from Hagrid's place because of the Buckbeak case ..." he paused, "and when we passed near the whomping willow, a big black dog jumped out of nowhere and he, he attacked Ron, dead set on taking him away."

Felix saw a light of doubt flash across Dumbledore's gaze, which happened to be something he himself didn't understand. Isn't Black after Harry, how can he give up the opportunity within his reach to attack Harry's companion instead?

Let Harry also experience the pain of losing his friend? It doesn't make sense.

"I went blank, subconsciously used the Disarming Charm, the spell hit the big black dog's body, knocking him out of the way, and that's when -" Harry said, wide-eyed: "I saw the big black dog's head flicker for a second, and it turned into Black's face, and I've seen his wanted list so many times that there's absolutely no way I would mistake him for someone."

"The big black dog then rolled twice on the floor, Hagrid suddenly ran out of his hut and yelled in our direction, and Black turned and ran away."

Harry did not mention something, that big black dog looked at him at that time oddly, seemed to be partly angry, and with relief ... was he blinded, how could he think so?

He continued, "Hagrid carried Ron to the hospital wing, and then he left, saying he was going to search the entire Forbidden Forest."

Sounds a bit like exasperation ... Forbidden Forest is not merely a small piece of land next to Hogwarts. The Forbidden Forest can accommodate Acromantula, centaurs, unicorns, trolls, and werewolves at the same time, it definitely can't be described as small.

In fact, Hagrid's emotions were much more exaggerated than Harry had described, and it looked as if he was going to tear Black apart in his rage.

Dumbledore said softly, "So that's what happened." He closed his eyes and sat quietly aside, Flitwick couldn't help but ask: "Felix, can your sneakoscope detect the Animagus form?"

Felix nodded and said, "Theoretically it is feasible, because I designed it at the beginning to target both name, bloodline, and magic." He looked at Professor McGonagall with some hesitation, "Of course, I am not an Animagus myself ..."

"If so ..." Professor McGonagall said thoughtfully, "it is indeed possible to find an Animagus, the Animagus transformation is not similar to ordinary animal transformation, the wizard preserves the ability to do magic and the ability to think like a human. "

"And it's not clear what form Black was when he tried to infiltrate the castle last time, if it was an Animagus, it's telling, Albus--"

Dumbledore said approvingly, "I'm thinking the same thing as you, Minerva. The question I was just pondering was why Black was fixated on Mr. Weasley," he looked at Ron, " Is there any particular reason?"

Ron said uneasily, "I, I don't know, sir. I don't have anything on me ..." He looked down at himself and suddenly realized with a start, "Scabbers is gone!"

"Is that your pet mouse?"

"That's right, it was just here. It probably got scared and hid somewhere."

Felix gave Ron a look, he drew his wand and quickly called out, "Accio Scabbers!" However, there is no response, "Not around-"

Black's inexplicable obsession with Ron, the sudden discovery of Animagus, and what could be wrong with Ron if he is okay ...

He looked at Dumbledore and said in a quiet voice, "Headmaster, things may not be quite as we thought."

Dumbledore did not judge that easily: "There is one person who can tell us the answer ... Minerva, Remus is still in his office?"

"All the time, he isn't feeling well these days." Professor McGonagall said vaguely.

Hermione said pointedly, "Headmaster Dumbledore? You guys know that Professor Lupin is, is a-"

"Yes, I know." Dumbledore said, his tone having a meaning the conversation would end here, "Remus has been in his office for the past few days, dealing with some old problems, and he hasn't had the energy to focus on anything else. But I need to talk to him in-depth, he might be able to provide some information we don't know."

Dumbledore stood up, his gaze falling from his high nose to Harry, "I want you to stay in the castle for the next little while, don't go outside, and keep the sneakoscope with you."

The professors left, Harry, Ron, and Hermione looked at each other and were just about to speak, but Madam Pomfrey walked in, and she reapplied a layer of white ointment over Ron's wound, which hurt so much that Ron grimaced, but soon he felt less pain and the wound area tickled.

"The boy needs time to recover, you should not stay here for too long." Madam Pomfrey cautioned, pursing her lips and saying with a stern expression, "Why do you always get yourselves into such a mess?"

Harry said sombrely, "I'd like to know the answer to that question, as well."

When only the three of them were left in the ward, the room went quiet, except for the sound of Ron's occasional deep breathing because his wounds hurt and itched, as if the whole repair process had accelerated a dozen times.

Hermione suddenly spoke out, "Harry, have you ever thought that Black's target was never you?"

Harry wanted to open his mouth to retort, but he could not say anything else. He also thought it is possible, and it made him a little ashamed, as if his long preparation is a joke.

But what did that have to do with Ron?

Hermione fished out the beaded pouch and took the chestnut wood memory disk from it, "We can try to piece together the memories and combine what we saw together."

A few moments later -

"Look here, isn't it obvious enough? Black's goal is clear, it is Ron, but Ron ... is not supposed to ah ~ Black was imprisoned when he was a baby."

Hermione said very naggingly, "Is there anyone in your family who has an enmity with Black?"

"Or maybe he was brain-damaged by the Dementors," Ron said sullenly.

"Remember the information we overheard at the Three Broomsticks about Minister Fudge saying that Black talked in a coherent manner and asked him for a newspaper, that doesn't sound like something a madman would do."

"What does that tell you? Wasn't there a rumour that the dark lord had secret contact with the dementors, and those capes might have looked at their master's face and given him the benefit of the doubt."

"Ron, use your brain, it's rusting," Hermione said in exasperation.

Harry did think of the key, "The newspaper, you mean, he saw the newspaper ... and broke out of prison within days after that. The key is the newspaper, Ron, remember the letter you wrote to me on holiday? In it was a clipping of your family winning the Daily Prophet's annual award."

Ron had a surprised look on his face, "So Black saw the news about our family winning the award and suddenly went crazy with jealousy and came over here specifically to try to kill me? Merlin, it's only 700 galleons! And it's already almost spent ..."

Then he said with disgust: "Why should Fudge carry a newspaper with him, his brain was flattened by Buckbeak?"

Hermione said, "It can't be that reason, Harry, I can't figure it out yet, but we'll have to find the newspaper of that time and see if there's any missing information."

Harry added, "And Professor Lupin, I bet he knows something, just look at Dumbledore's attitude."

Hermione looked a little hesitant, "Oh, Harry - I think it would be better for us to visit the professor after a couple of days when they confirm that there is no problem ..."

On the other hand, Felix separated from Dumbledore halfway through, Dumbledore did not want anyone to interrupt his conversation with Lupin.

But for Felix, some clues are already in front of him, he just needs to re-sort the information at hand to find out the most likely few guesses.


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章節 258: Chapter 258 Nicolas Flamel Kind of Mouse

Felix sorted through the information he knew so far -

'From what happened today, we can tell that Sirius Black's first target is not Harry, but Ron Weasley. Does it mean that the Ministry of Magic is wrong from the beginning?'

'But it doesn't make sense when Black was imprisoned twelve years ago, Ron was only one year old at the time ... sort of personal vendetta, a feud from a previous generation?'

Felix recalled the Arthur Weasley and Molly Weasley couple he had met at the Leaky Cauldron Bar, they had given him the impression that they were both friendly, welcoming wizards, except for having a bit too many children.

'No, my thinking is off, if Black had a grudge against the Weasleys, he could have just found them, the Weasleys don't have Dementors and Hogwarts for double protection.'

''So, Ron Weasley is the key!''

Felix tried to remember what characteristics this student has, except for that time in the Chamber of Secrets when he burst out with amazing courage, after that he is pretty normal, the homework he turned in has obvious signs of patchwork, and he doesn't seem too smart.....

Aside from that.

As he focused on Ron Weasley's life and social circle, from his friends, parents, brothers, and the sister who had been briefly bewitched by Voldemort's Horcruxes, logically, he thought of Ron's pet scabbers.

If Ron wasn't Black's real target, then the only other living thing on him that might be the one, is the pet rat, scabbers.

"Rat, tsk!" Felix said with a sigh, "Normally I wouldn't really suspect it, but since Black hid the fact that he was an Animagus, could it be that this rat is the same? Or is it a victim who was inflicted with an evil curse?"

Felix considered it for a moment, he still leaned towards the rat being an Animagus, rather than being inflicted with some mischievous forced metamorphosis, which could be seen from the fact that Black had twice and thrice stormed into Hogwarts regardless of the danger.

" Black absolutely hates that rat."

Felix felt a little tingly, although the above ideas are based on assumptions and reasoning, but it has to be said that the possibility is high.

In fact, if scabbers were a victim of malicious metamorphosis, it would be okay to find it and send it to St. Mungo's for treatment, but if it is an illegal Animagus, that would mean that it could turn back into a wizard at any time. Here's the problem: one can't tell if it's a friend or foe.

"He may be hiding from his enemies, or he may have to stay incognito because of something. But--" A great sense of absurdity welled up in Felix's mind. "Yes, if he really wanted to hide, he could have chosen to avoid the wizarding world, a wizard could have lived a very prosperous life in a normal world. But he didn't, instead, he committed himself to lurk into the wizard's family and disguising himself as a pet rat, which is definitely not a sign of goodwill."

The reason he could think of is that this wizard didn't want to disconnect from the wizarding world, and Mr. Weasley worked for the Ministry of Magic, which would suit his needs just fine.

At this point, he almost had a basic judgment, the rat is probably not a good guy when he encounters it, he will first have to give a stunning spell to knock it down, and then it will depend on his real identity whether to obtain information normally or inject the truth agent. As for Sirius Black ...

"It's hard to say, the enemy of the bad guys is not always good guys, reality can be too complicated. Moreover, Black run from my grasp twice ... although each time there is a reason for what happened, but this feeling of being led by the nose feels bad."

Felix always thought that Black had a little brain, the few people involved back his school year though so too - Snape said he was stupid, Lupin said he was impulsive, Professor McGonagall said he was lively, the fat lady did not give an evaluation, but directly revealed a lot of his school days 'adventures' and 'great achievements', some of his train of thought is really not something that normal people can come up with.

"This time he is very clever, seized the Christmas holiday gap, if not for Harry's decent strength, he may truly have achieved his goal."

Next, Felix did two things.

The first thing, he went to the forbidden forest Acromantula colony.

The forbidden forest is covered with thick snow, Felix cloaked in a dark cloak, when his figure appeared in a hollow clearing, a click-clack sound rang around.

This clearing is dyed white by the snow as well, only the central hemispherical spider web nest is conspicuous enough.

"Gork, come out and meet me." Felix sent his voice into the spider web nest.

Snowflakes fell, from inside slowly came out several Acromantula.

Gork had become the new king of the group of spiders, and he occupied the best position in the center of the swarm, with countless large spiders clustered around him, looking a bit like a king.

"Wizard." Gork said grumpily, "What can I do for you?"

"This is not a conversational attitude, Gork, have you forgotten what I said?"

Gork's body froze, "I didn't mean anything else, I was just hibernating."

"Do Acromantula hibernate?" Felix asked curiously, would someone take advantage of the Acromantula's hibernation to catch a few, or extract the venom?

"Winter can make us uncomfortable, we try to stay in the cave and rarely go out." Gork explained, "But it's not to the point where we don't know anything about the outside world, and here I am out."

Felix nodded, "I heard that you can control the spiders in the forbidden forest?" In his view, there are many fist-sized spiders rustling around on those white spider webs, snow, and dead leaves.

"They hibernate, and many won't survive the winter. What you see are the young spiders of the Acromantula, with thick hair that can withstand the snow and ice." Gork said while waving his large claw.

"I happen to need some helpers who are smart enough." Felix curled his mouth, "Listen, Gork, I need you to look for a big black dog or a stranger in the forbidden forest, he probably has a fixed settlement, such as an abandoned beast cave or something like that, after finding it, no need to do anything, remember the location and contact me."

Gork said after thinking for a while, "I can only let the young spider out, our size is too obvious, it will attract the centaur's counterattack."

"That's fine." Felix agreed, and as he said goodbye, he gave Gork a large barrel of sherry - leftover from his Christmas return gift to Trelawney, not really to his liking.

"Count it as a belated congratulatory gift, Gork."

Second thing, he went to the hospital wing and asked Ron for some information about the rat, that scabbers had in fact inherited from his brother Percy.

"How long has it been in your house?"

"Some years, I guess," Ron said, puzzled.

"How about being more specific?" Felix asked methodically, "How old were you when you became aware of its existence, five, six, seven, or eight years old?"

According to his guess, since it was Percy Weasley's pet, seven years would be more reasonable, and considering that the Weasleys were a proper wizarding family, it might be a year or two earlier.

Ron mused, "I think I heard my mother mention that when Percy was five or six years old, he found scabbers one morning and immediately decided to keep it, and my mother actually didn't think much of it because it looked like an ordinary rat with a missing toe. But Percy threw a rare tantrum, crying and screaming, and mother had to agree with him. It's Percy's dark history that he won't ever talk to anyone about."

Ron grinned and ended up yanking the wound on his leg.

"Ordinary rat, and missing a toe ..." Felix repeated softly, he said with a look of admiration, "So scabbers lived at least eleven or twelve years? I remember that ordinary rats that live past three years are usually good."

"This is the Nicolas Flamel version of rat, uh."

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