Vol 2 Chapter 251: It's all here

"Expe11iarmus (except your weapon)!"
This was Fanlin’s disarming curse. Fanlin and Hermione pushed in. Hermione’s scream frightened Harry. Harry looked up sharply, and he saw Fanlin raise his wand, which he used It is a disarming curse.
But what is the effect of this disarming curse? Sirius has no weapons at all, so what is this disarming curse for?
Harry couldn't help but feel strange, but he soon understood what Fanlin's disarming curse was for.
There were a total of five people and a rat, and Fanlin and Hermione entered the room together. Of course, the Disarming Curse was not used to deal with Hermione.
Then, apart from Fanlin, only Harry and Ron are still holding wands, and Harry is about to kill Sirius Black...
As Harry’s eyes turned from confusion to consternation, his and Ron’s wands were uncontrollably released from their hands. With the sound of their wands falling to the ground, Harry only felt that his head was hit by a troll. When he hit the head, his head buzzed and turned into a blank.
For an instant, everyone present fell into silence. The mouse incarnate by Peter Pettigrew seemed to be petrified for an instant. He felt that he must have missed something, but he could not understand why this was called Instead of killing Sirius Black with a curse, Fanrin El's imp turned around and disarmed Harry and Ron.
Harry stood there, suddenly feeling very empty. He didn't finish that thing. He was so nervous that he didn't make it. Fanlin stopped him, and Blake was about to be handed over to the dementor by Fanlin and Hermione.
However, Harry suddenly felt lucky. He had gathered enough strength, but he really did not have the courage to kill a person, even if this person betrayed his parents, which led to his parents being killed by Voldemort, and he He also became an orphan and was sent to the Muggle World...
Harry sighed. He suddenly felt a little tired. Maybe it would be a good choice to hand Sirius to Fanlin. But when he wanted to say something to Fanlin, Sirius' words broke all Harry's thoughts.
"You are really slow in coming, I thought you were going to miss such a good show, I almost died here." Sirius grinned, and his tight body became a little relaxed.
"How did you do it? You were defeated by Harry?" Fanlin looked a little astonished. With Sirius's strength, it shouldn't be like this. Even if he defeats a Sirius who doesn't hold a wand, he needs to be very cautious.
"You know, Harry came so fast, I haven't got the Weasley kid's wand, Harry is here!"
"What then? You were subdued?"
"I snatched Harry's wand, but... Harry rushed towards me desperately, and I couldn't hurt Harry, and then the Weasley kid used a disarming spell to give me a solid come. One note..."
"Then you became like this?" Fanlin questioned, in his opinion, it was definitely because Sirius was entrusted with it.
Sirius smiled wryly, Fanlin hooked his wand, and Harry and Ron's wands that had been shot down to the ground flew into Fanlin's hands.
"Whose one?" Fanlin said.
"It's the Weasley kid, his wand is quite powerful, and that disarming spell is really painful!"
Fanlin didn't hesitate, and Ron's wand was thrown by him to Sirius. Sirius had said that he wanted to catch Peter with his own hands. The wand was indispensable.
"Thank you very much!" Sirius squeezed the wand tightly. It was a long-lost feeling. The wand with unicorn hair seemed to be the core of his original one.
Harry stared blankly at everything in front of him. He only felt that his head had become a little insufficient. Listening to the conversation between Fanlin and Sirius, it seemed that Fanlin and Hermione had come to help Sirius. The same.
He just watched Fanlin talk to Sirius so dumbly, until Fanlin handed Ron's wand to Sirius.
"You two are okay!" Hermione asked with some worry, because the two of them were really embarrassed. Harry's glasses had been broken, and Ron's leg seemed to be injured. He was standing a little Not very stable.
Harry nodded stupidly, his hands were a little empty. He wanted to hold his wand tightly, but his wand had fallen into Fanlin's hands.
"Fanlin, what are you..." Harry asked, and Fanlin handed Sirius a wand, and then reached out and pulled Sirius up from the ground.
Harry's pupils contracted for a while, and his stomach twitched a little, which made him extremely uncomfortable. He felt a little nauseous. He didn't expect...
"What's wrong, Harry?" Hermione asked, seeing Harry feeling a little uncomfortable, and the girl wanted to come over and pat Harry on the back.
"You get out of the way!" Harry yelled, and he took a step back, then stared at Fanlin and Blake.
"I really didn't expect..."
"I didn't expect anything!"
"I thought you would help me, but..." Harry trembled with anger, and pointed his finger at Fanlin. "I thought you were my friend."
"We were friends originally, Harry, calm down," Fanlin said, as he just pulled Sirius up from the ground.
"How can you calm me down, do you know what you are doing?" Harry roared, "This man...this man betrayed my parents, he...he betrayed them, and then he attracted Voldemort, he Also... he also killed his good friend..."
"Who did you hear about this?" Fanlin asked in surprise. He had never told Harry these things, but Harry obviously knew more than he thought.
"I've been to Hogsmeade, with my father's invisibility cloak, and I personally heard the conversation between Professor McGonagall and Minister of Magic Cornelius Fudge..." Harry looked at Sirius viciously, "This person , This man betrayed my parents, he sold them to Voldemort..."
"No, it's not him..." Hermione said, "you have to believe me, Harry, we are your friends, you have to believe us..."
"Yeah, you are my friends..." Harry laughed, his emotions looked particularly unstable, "Then you... Then why don't you let me kill him, but disarm me in turn! "
"You want that?" Fanlin said, "I can satisfy you. Remember, I am your friend, and I will not do anything against you..."
As Fanlin said, he threw Harry's wand to Harry, and Hermione glanced at Fanlin worriedly, but Fanlin didn't mean to hesitate at all.
"I will return the wand to you, and I can also make Sirius and Hermione and I put the wand away. Of course, you have to promise me, calm down, and listen to us before deciding whether to use your wand. Kill him, otherwise..."
Van Lin paused. He didn't continue. At Van Lin's signal, Hermione and Sirius put their wands in their pockets, and they flicked both hands to signal that they had done it.
Harry's face was gloomy, and his hand holding the wand was trembling. He once again pointed the wand at Sirius, but he didn't do anything. The words of Sirius and Fanlin kept in his mind.
After a long time, Harry took a dejected step after all, "Say it..." His voice was a little hoarse.
"I don't think there is anything more important than killing this murderer..."
"I don't think you will be disappointed!"
This voice came from outside the door. This voice was very familiar to Harry. It was Professor Lupin’s voice. He had heard it countless times. Harry’s patron saint was taught by Professor Lupin, and Professor Lupin was still A friend of his father.
Harry had the idea of ​​killing Sirius again, and Professor Lupin would definitely help him catch the real murderer.
But this evening was destined to be disappointed, and Fanlin's words completely broke Harry's hopes.
"Good evening, Professor Lupin, I know you will not be content to stay in the castle lonely."
"Indeed, this thing is not to be missed..." Professor Lupin laughed. He put out his wand and put it into his pocket. "I shouldn't use it anymore. I don't think I will come to you and mine. Friends will solve this matter too. I observed it and you did a good job!"
"Thank you very much, Professor Lupin, how did you get out of the castle?" Fanlin was curious.
"Live the secret road on the map. You know, Potter and I were originally the owners of this map, although it has been replaced by you. I have to say that Snape's hook nose is really difficult. Wrap around."
"I don't think Professor Snape would be too happy to hear this!" Fanlin said.
"Sorry, I forgot. You have studied with him for a while. Strictly speaking, he is still your teacher."
"Is this kid studying with Snape's hook nose?" Sirius was surprised to ~EbookFREE.me~ I haven't beaten that guy's student..."
Sirius looked resentful, "Boy, why don't I teach you..."
"Okay, if you can recover your strength..."
Immediately, Sirius stopped talking. Now he is not sure that he has beaten Fanlin, even though he has Ron’s wand, but the twelve years of Azkaban’s life has made his curse less than before. Power, especially the lack of magic power, that prison is too powerful to suppress their magic power. He has been out for so long, in order not to be spotted by others, especially the dementors, he must settle down. As a result, Sirius's strength only recovered a little.
"If you want to keep talking like this, I don't mind..."
　　
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