Vol 2 Chapter 177: Turbulent travel

The Muggles were told that Black was carrying a gun (a metal wand that Muggles used to kill each other), and the magicians always worried that the massacre a year ago would happen again, when Black used a spell to kill. Thirteen lives were killed.
Harry stared at Blake's fuzzy eyes, and only those eyes seemed a little angry on the sunken face. Harry had never encountered a vampire, but he had seen photos of them in Defence Against the Dark Arts class, and Blake had waxy white skin and looked like a vampire.
"He looks scary, doesn't he?" Sampark said. He had been watching Harry while Harry was reading the newspaper. "Has he killed thirteen people?" Harry said, returning the newspaper to Sampark. "Kill with a spell?"
Fanlin's attention was also focused, and he also wanted to know what happened back then.
"Yeah," Sampark said, "in the presence of witnesses. In broad daylight. It caused a lot of trouble, Ern, didn't it?"
"Um." Earne said gloomily.
Sampark turned around in the armchair and put his hands on the back of the chair to better look at Harry. "Blake is doing his best to support the mysterious man."
"What? Voldemort?" Harry said without even thinking about it.
Even Sampark’s pimples turned white; Earne turned the steering wheel quickly, and the entire farm had to jump aside to avoid the car. "Are you crazy?" exclaimed Sampark, "why mentioning his name on purpose?"
"I'm sorry," Harry said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I—I forgot—"
"Forget!" Sampark said weakly, "Oh, my heart beats so fast..."
"So—then, Black is a supporter of the Mysterious Man?" Harry said hurriedly.
"That's right," Sampark said, still stroking his chest, "Yes, that's right. The relationship with the mysterious man is very close, people say that... Anyway, little Harry Potter wanted When killed by a mysterious man—"
Harry pulled the hair off his forehead nervously.
"All the supporters of the mysterious man have been hunted down, right, Ern? Most of these people know that since the mysterious man has escaped, they are also finished, so they are all honest. Not like Sirius Black. I listened. Saying he thinks a mysterious person will be in power one day, then he will be the second person."
"Anyway, they forced Blake into desperation on the street. The street was full of Muggles. Blake took out his wand and blew up half the street. A wizard was killed, and twelve Muggles were killed. It's dead. Terrible, isn't it? Do you know what Black did next?" Sampark whispered exaggeratedly.
"What?" Harry said.
"Laughing," Stan said, "just standing there and laughing. When the Ministry of Magic reinforcements arrived, he quietly followed them, laughing along the way. Of course he was crazy, Ern , Isn't he? Is he crazy?"
Fanlin curled his lips. He didn't believe what Sampark said, a curse blew up half a street or something, and the wizard who killed him. Not surprisingly, it was Peter Pettigrew, but he was not dead...
"If he wasn't crazy when he got to Azkaban, he is crazy now." Earne said slowly, "If I were to get to that place, I would explode first. He deserves it, think about it. ...What did he do..."
"They took a lot of effort to keep this thing secret, didn't they, Ern?" Sampark asked. "The whole street was blown up and all the Muggles were dead. Ern, about What did they say about this matter?"
"The gas exploded." Earne muttered.
"But now he's out," Sampark said, and went to read the haggard picture of Black in the newspaper. "No one has ever escaped from Azkaban before, hasn't he, Ern? I really don't know what he is. How did it come out. It's scary, isn't it? I don't think the guards of Azkaban can resist, right, Erne?"
Earne shivered suddenly.
"Say something else, Sampark, obedient. When it comes to the guards of Azkaban, I get goose bumps."
Suddenly, the car did not know why it braked sharply, and it seemed that there was something in front that the car could not pass.
"Ern, what's the matter?" Sampark was taken aback by the sudden stop. There was no stop here.
Harry seemed to be frightened too, he didn't understand what was going on.
"People from the Ministry of Magic..." Earne said, and he opened the front door of the Knight Bus.
"Oh, it must be the Auror chasing Sirius..." Sampark said, he ignored Harry, he greeted him!
When Harry heard that he was from the Ministry of Magic, he immediately lay down, knowing that he also violated the regulations of the Ministry. In case the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic recognize him, Harry does not guarantee that these Aurors will He grabbed it by himself, they desperately needed a phantom to send him to the Ministry of Magic or the Dursley family, Harry didn't want to go anywhere.
The same is true for Fanlin. The illegal Animagus ~EbookFREE.me~ shouldn't hang out in front of the Auror of the Ministry of Magic. Fanlin quickly hid under the quilt, leaving a gap to observe closely. The Auror who just got in the car.
The man "Kingsley Shackler" showed his Auror certificate, and he shook the thing in front of Sampark.
"We just received news that Sirius Black once appeared in the Muggle area of ​​this generation, and now you must cooperate with my search to be able to leave..."
"Of course, dear Mr. Auror..." Sampark said, "No problem, but I can assure the passengers on the car that there is absolutely no Sirius Black!"
"You have to search to know it," Kingsley said, and he raised his wand and looked at each bed.
"Damn..." Fan Lin thought, "When did the Ministry of Magic move so fast? It is completely inconsistent with the impression of inefficiency. It seems that Fudge must have put considerable pressure on Sirius' escape !"
Kingsley walked in, and Fanlin only hoped that he would go there quickly, it would be bad if he was discovered!
"You, get up!" Kingsley touched Harry with his wand. He knew that the person in front of him was not asleep. He was pretending, which became very suspicious in Kingsley's eyes.
Fan Lin secretly said a bad sound, he couldn't help making a squeaking noise, and Fan Lin was taken aback by himself.
　　
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