Vol 2 Chapter 250: Sirius's crisis

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"Wait for too long? Kill me? Like betraying my father?" Harry shouted hoarsely.
Harry was struggling in Sirius's hand, he used his hand to hit Sirius's arm hard, but this didn't help.
Although Sirius Black’s arm was thin and weak, it was surprisingly powerful. Harry had difficulty breathing, but he still did not break free of Sirius’s arm.
Harry felt a little dizzy in his head. He wasn't using his arm. He couldn't break Sirius's hand at all. He kicked Sirius' ribs heavily with his feet.
Harry's decision seemed to have worked, Sirius curled up slightly in pain, his hands were a little loose unconsciously, which gave Harry a chance to resist.
Harry gritted his teeth, curled up, and slammed into Sirius's arms.
The series of blows caught Sirius by surprise, and he bends down in pain, which caused him to pass the wand in front of Harry at once.
"Expelliarmus (except your weapon)!"
Ron, who was on the side, finally took action. He took out his wand indifferently. A disarming curse was undoubtedly deadly to Sirius. He was hit by the disarming curse without accident, and the wand he was holding was also He took off and flew out, and he himself was knocked into the air under the effect of the spell, his body hit the broken wall and made a dull noise.
"Good job, Ron!" Harry said excitedly. He turned quickly and grabbed the wand that had fallen on the ground in his hand. He seemed to be unable to wait.
Blake spread his limbs and fell against the wall, his thin chest rising and falling rapidly, watching Harry slowly approach, Harry's wand pointed directly at Blake's heart. "Will you kill me, Harry?" he whispered, with a nervous smile on his face, a stream of blood flowing down the corner of his mouth, mixed with the ashes of Sirius's face, so embarrassed.
Harry was standing in front of Sirius, Harry's wand still pointed at his chest, looking down at him. A bluish black scar appeared around Black's left eye, and his nose was bleeding uncontrollably.
"You killed my parents," Harry said, his voice trembling slightly, but his wand hand was steady.
Black stared at Harry with his sunken eyes.
"I don't deny this," he said calmly, "but if you know the whole story..."
"All the inside information?" Harry repeated, a fierce thump in his ears. "You betrayed them to Voldemort, this is all I have to know! What qualifications do you have to say this sentence, without if, my parents are dead!"
"You must listen to me," Black said, now there is an urgent tone in his voice, "If you don't... don't understand... you will regret it, I swear, now... now I am a little resistant I have no ability... but... but I... I don't want you to be so... unclear..."
"I know more than you think," Harry said, his voice trembling more severely, "You never heard her yelling, did you? My mother...trying to prevent Voldemort from killing me, for this... ...For this she paid the price of her life, you know what I see every night, sometimes... sometimes I am afraid of my pillow... and you did that... you did ..."
Harry's body also became unstable with the trembling of the words, and his wand began to brew magic power, an extremely unstable halo spreading from the tip of the wand.
Ron’s eyes became fiery. To be precise, it was Peter’s. He was watching all this. Harry and Sirius fought. He mustered up the courage to help Harry at a critical moment. This is also him. The best choice you can make.
Kill Sirius, and then he will be able to welcome everyone's cheers with a heroic attitude.
He can tear down the grave and wear the first-class Merlin Medal on his chest. He will become a legend. In order to protect the descendants of his friends, he will lurch in danger and jump out at the appropriate time. After defeating the vicious Death Eaters, his experience will become a legend in the magic world, he can publish a book, and he can become Harry's godfather as he deserves.
Even, because of his glorious deeds, he can still become a professor in this ancient school, and no one can be more qualified than him. There are also the relics that the Dark Lord said, these will become his possessions.
As long as Harry’s wand is a few centimeters above the top, or release the magic power contained in the wand and aim it at the position of Sirius’s heart, this is easy, although it is not as quick and effective as the Avada Sorcerer. , But this is enough.
Peter looked at Harry with a little excitement, but Harry refused to take action, and the magic remained silent. Gradually, Peter became a little impatient. Cruelty is the key to success, and Harry is obviously not Doesn't have this quality.
There was a sudden sound of footsteps downstairs, which shocked Peter. He just wanted Ron to say something, but the sudden visitor made him dismiss the idea.
"It's that kid again!" Peter thought to himself, but he restrained himself. Now that the kid has also come, Sirius's failure has become a certainty. Four magic wands, Peter doesn't think it is small Sirius was able to run out under the attack of four magic wands.
The door was knocked open at once ~EbookFREE.me~ and two people came in, Fanlin and Hermione.
They weren't too anxious. Sirius still possessed a certain strength. They didn't think Sirius would fail, so they didn't run like Harry on the way.
However, the mirror image in front of him was obviously beyond Fanlin's expectation. Sirius was lying on the ground with blood in his mouth and nose, while Harry and Ron were holding their wands and aiming at Sirius. , And Harry’s wand was near Sirius’s heart, and the halo of magic continued to spread outward.
"Ah..." Hermione screamed, and the girl was a little frightened by the horror of several people. This was not a pre-screened script at all.
Fanlin frowned. He didn't have time to think about it. He must first relieve Sirius from the threat to life, otherwise things will get worse.
　　
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