Chapter 99

It was Harry's first visit to Hogsmeade, and he felt a little excited.

Prince honey is worthy of being a popular shop among little wizards. There are people everywhere. Harry pushed his way through the crowd as he looked around.

Then Harry was happy to see Ron and Hermione standing under a sign - they were studying a plate of bloody lollipops.

Harry sneaked up behind them.

"... well, no, Harry won't want it. I think it's for vampires." Hermione is talking to Ron.

"How about this?" said Ron, pushing a jar of cockroaches under Hermione's nose.

"Definitely not," said Harry uncontrollably.

Ron heard Harry's voice and almost dropped the jar in his hand.

"Harry!" Hermione screamed, "what are you doing here? How -- how did you get here?"

"Wow!" Ron's eyes lit up and he said in surprise, "you've learned to dive!"

"Of course I didn't," Harry lowered his voice so that the other students wouldn't hear him.

Then he told them in detail about the living point map.

"Why didn't Fred and George give it to me!" Ron was furious. "I'm their own brother!"

"But Harry won't keep it for a long time!" Hermione hesitated. "I think it's better to give it to Professor McGonagall..."

Hermione's mental illness was clearly committed again.

"No, I won't!" said Harry.

"Are you crazy?" said Ron, staring at Hermione. "Give such a good thing?"

"If I did, I'd have to say where I got it! Filch would know it was Fred and George!"

"But what about black?" Hermione worried. "Maybe he used some secret way to enter the castle! If Professor McGonagall had this map -"

"He can't have come in through the tunnel!" Harry retorted immediately. "There are seven secret roads on the map, right? Fred and George estimate that filch may know four of them."

"Among the other three, one has collapsed, and no one can come in through that channel; the beating willow is planted at the entrance of one, and you can't get out when you go in. And the one I just walked through... Well... It's really difficult to see where its entrance is in the cellar... So, unless... He knows that there is this secret channel..."

As he spoke, Harry began to hesitate.

What if Blake did know there was this passage?

However, Ron cleared his throat solemnly and pointed to a notice posted inside the door of the candy store.

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On the order of the Ministry of magic, customers, please note:

Until further notice, Dementors will patrol the streets of Hogsmeade after sunset every day. This is purely for the safety of Hogsmeade residents. Once Sirius Black is arrested again, it will be cancelled. Customers are expected to complete the purchase before the evening.

Merry Christmas!

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"See?" said Ron. "There are Dementors everywhere. I'd like to see how black can break into the candy store in this situation. Anyway, Hermione, the candy store owner will always hear someone break in, right? They live on the candy store floor!"

"Yes, but... But..." Hermione seemed to be trying to find another place to pick on, "Look, Harry still shouldn't have come to Hogsmeade village. He hasn't handed in the signed application form! If someone finds out that Harry is here, Harry will be in big trouble! And it's still light - what if Sirius Black showed up today and now?"

"In fact, I'm more concerned about the open-air party held by Marka tonight - look at the notice, there are Dementors patrolling at night!" Ron's heart seems to be better. At least he can take the initiative to mention Marka.

Harry and the three argued with each other, but they didn't find out. In fact, Marca was watching them in an alley not far away!

Just then, a sorcerer dressed in sloppy clothes seemed to turn around casually and naturally dived into Maka's alley from the crowd in the street.

"Talino, how's it going?" Marca said calmly.

"I did wait. My old man is following there. Don't worry!"

The untidy wizard was the talino that Marca met in the three broom bar last time. At present, he still looks like a fool and has no shape.

"Haven't you been found?" asked Maka again.

"It's impossible. Without this ability, how dare you hang out in the underground world?" talino said with a smile.

"That's ok..." Maka nodded. "It's almost time. I'll take over there. Tomorrow you go to Tyrande's store to get the other half of the reward, and this transaction will be completed."

"Thank you for your patronage. You can come to me whenever you need it next time - you already know the place."

Maka waved her hand, turned back and went deep into the alley. Although talino went in the same direction, he found that there was no Maka in front of him just after turning a corner.

"Really..." tarino couldn't help glancing. "Fortunately, he didn't grab food from us."

Of course Marca was invisible. After turning a few corners, he returned to the avenue from another alley. Then he rushed to the post office.

Along the secret mark left by talino's partner, he soon saw an ordinary wizard at the entrance of a deep alley.

Maka threw a note at his feet. The other party looked left and right quietly, and then a different color flashed in his eyes.

He picked up the note, looked at it, and then glanced silently into the alley. The next moment, he decisively mixed into the crowd and soon disappeared.

"Mute."

Maka silently recited a sentence in her heart and ran directly to the deep part of the alley, but his footsteps miraculously disappeared completely.

It has to be said that the assassin's abilities are indeed very practical. Although they are not very useful in the face-to-face battle, they can play a very big role in this situation.

Soon, he found a thin black dog at the end of the alley. It was walking in the shadow, but its hind legs did not look very flexible.

"It seems that the last blow did leave him some injuries."

Black has no healing conditions, and somehow Marca's wand seems to refuse his use. So until now, he is still dragging his injury.

"Perhaps few people are stronger than him in determination," Marca thought.

Meanwhile, Marca has nothing on hand. He pointed at the corner of the wall with black's wand. A broken plate abandoned here by someone immediately began to deform and turned into a living rat in the twinkling of an eye.

If you look as like as two peas, the mouse and Ron are alike.

Maka waved her wand again. The big mouse suddenly ran by in a corner not far from the black dog. After deliberately making some noise, she immediately ran to another alley. The speed was very fast!

But black's alertness was always in Maka's judgment. The black dog suddenly turned his head and immediately saw the flash of the big mouse.

Black couldn't use the word "familiar" to describe the appearance of the mouse. It was really only a strong impression of "hating the bone marrow".

At that moment, black seemed to forget the injury on his leg. He spread his legs and ran after him in the alley. When he passed by Maka, who was invisible, his angry and crazy dog eyes left a deep impression on Maka.

"Do you hate too much?" Maka quickly caught up. He thought calmly while running. "I hope it won't affect the plan for a while."

Black's speed was very fast and he didn't look hurt at all. The distance between him and Marca's mouse kept shortening.

Fortunately, the destination is coming soon!

When they turned a corner again, Maka controlled the mouse and dived into the trash can by one of the windows. Just as Blake tried to knock over the trash can and catch the mouse, he heard Harry's voice.

Although Blake was stunned for a moment, he didn't hesitate too much. Instead, he immediately overturned the trash can and scattered the garbage on the ground - but the mouse had long disappeared.

Of course he couldn't find it, because the mouse had changed back to the broken plate as soon as he got into the trash can.

Marca walked past the angry black and looked out of the alley. She just saw Harry walking into the door of the three broom bar with Hermione and Ron.

It turned out that black was under the side window of the three brooms.

Marca glanced at black and nodded reassuringly when she saw that he was standing up and lying by the window looking at Harry.

Here, the plan is more than half successful.

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The bar with three brooms was still so crowded and noisy.

There were many guests. The room was warm and smoky. A graceful and beautiful mature woman was taking care of a group of noisy wizards at the bar.

"That's Ms. Rosetta," added Ron, his face flushed. "I'll get the wine, okay?"

Harry and Hermione went to the back of the room, where a small table was empty between the window and the beautiful Christmas tree, and close to the fireplace.

But Harry didn't know that Sirius Black was secretly looking at him outside the window!

Five minutes later, Ron returned, carrying three large cups of hot butter beer with foam.

"Merry Christmas!" he said happily and raised his big glass.

Harry raised his glass and took a big drink.

He thought it was the best drink he had ever drunk, and the wine seemed to warm him up from the inside out. He took another gulp at once.

Suddenly, a breeze brushed his hair and the door of the three brooms opened again. Harry looked at the door from the side of the big glass, but it almost choked him.