Chapter 205

It has been a long time since Sirius was last seen. Compared with his despondent appearance at that time, he now looks at least clean and tidy.

He was wearing a tough striped suit and his hair had not been cut, but it could be seen that it had been trimmed.

But he still looks so thin.

"Chicken!" he said hoarsely as soon as he threw the shabby Daily Prophet on the floor of the cave.

Harry was stunned and suddenly thought of something. He tore open his schoolbag and handed the bag of chicken legs and bread.

"Thank you!"

Sirius said a word, then eagerly opened the package, grabbed a chicken leg, sat down on the ground and tore off a large piece of chicken.

Harry looked at him strangely, because there was an inexplicable sense of confusion in him.

"What's the matter?" Sirius looked up at them, looked down at his clothes, and then suddenly said, "well... This is the Christmas present that McLean gave me last time."

He chewed chicken leg meat in his mouth and said vaguely: "he had prepared some jingaron for me, but I didn't want it... But obviously, there must be a price to maintain self-esteem - you may know, mouse meat is really not easy to chew. They always run everywhere!"

He looked up at Harry and smiled brightly, but Harry just reluctantly followed.

"Don't learn that from me, Harry... I know my bad temper is not very good, but I'm afraid I can't change it in my life."

It seems that even when he mocked himself, he didn't forget to perform his godfather duty.

"What have you been doing lately, Sirius?" Harry couldn't help asking.

"I'll talk about it later. McClane will come today," said Sirius, and continued to eat his chicken legs and bread.

As soon as black spoke, Harry and Hermione turned dark. They looked at each other, and then subconsciously moved their eyes elsewhere.

If it were normal, they would call Maka. But now, as soon as they see Maka, they feel very uncomfortable.

They didn't tell Ron what happened in the maze that day. First, they don't know what to say. After all, they can't figure out many things themselves; Second, they don't want to say it, because they have been avoiding that topic as much as possible!

However, Maka did not let them tangle for a long time.

After a while, Buckbeak suddenly looked up at the hole and shouted excitedly.

"Oh, has it all arrived?"

Everyone quickly turned around and saw Maka standing there with a relaxed face and smiling at them.

Hermione subconsciously looked behind Maka - fortunately, miss Lovegood didn't seem to come with her, which at least made her less upset.

Hermione is very afraid now. She is worried that when she can't help it, she will go up and drag Marca and ask him "why".

As for what "why"? She doesn't even know.

"What are you staring at me for?" Maka walked to the deepest part of the cave, reached out and touched bakbik's neck, and took out a fresh ferret from her waist.

While feeding Buckbeak snacks, he said casually, "Sirius, I said I hired you to take care of Buckbeak for me. Can't you just take Kim Garon? As for having trouble with your stomach... I'm not giving you money for no reason."

Sirius said vaguely, "no, it's right to help you take care of it. You can save my life! If I charge you more money, I might as well give it back to you... First, don't see that I can't eat enough. I've never let it starve, you Eagle horse!"

"Well, I'll show you a clear way today..." Maka turned back and said with a smile, "ferrets used for feed are much better than mice. In order to make them grow fat and big, farms usually don't let them have too much exercise. From now on, I'll leave food expenses for Buckbeak. How about eating ferrets with him?"

Black was really excited when he heard this.

"How can Sirius and Buckbeak eat the same thing -" Ron said in surprise.

"Shut up, Ron!" Hermione interrupted immediately. "You know what! Ferrets are much more expensive than chicken leg bread..."

"Just kidding," Marca waved her hand. "It's time to get down to business... Sirius, I discussed with Dumbledore and decided to terminate the plan temporarily."

"Why did it suddenly stop?" Sirius swallowed the chicken leg in his mouth and asked with oil. "Didn't the plan go well?"

Maka put away her smile, shook her head slowly and said, "the specific situation deviates greatly from my expectation. If it continues, there may be very big changes. The details have not been determined yet, so I won't say it first, but at least one thing is certain -"

He paused and said seriously, "Voldemort is probably not our biggest enemy anymore."

Maka's words were like a biting cold wind, blowing quietly in the cave, making everyone silent.

Voldemort is not the biggest enemy, so how terrible will the real enemy be?

For a long time, Maka's calm attitude and omnipotent performance have been greatly trusted by several people present.

If others say so, everyone is afraid to disagree, even experienced Sirius Black will scoff at it.

But now, when this came out of Maka's mouth, everyone had to think more in their hearts.

"Marca, you mean... The man who can't even mention his name... Is back?" Ron asked knowingly.

"The black mark has appeared twice, don't you think!" Hermione stared at him and said silently.

Seeing everyone's gloomy face, Maka showed her relaxed expression again, smiled and said, "although it's right to be careful, don't worry too much, but don't forget that Dumbledore is there!"

It's easier for these people to feel at ease than to move Dumbledore out. Although now Dumbledore has left all the problems to him to ponder.

"... maybe Dumbledore is going to train me to be his successor!" thought Marca sadly.

"So... Did you come here this time to inform me of the termination of the plan?" Sirius chewed up the chicken leg again. He continued while eating. "Or do you have anything else you want me to do?"

Maka shook her head and said, "there are still some things, but this time it's not so complicated. I'll see two people later. Before that, you put --"

At this point, he subconsciously looked at Harry and the three of them, and then the conversation turned.

"Harry, Hermione, Ron, I can't tell you something for the time being... If you can trust me, can you avoid it first?" he said sincerely. "I don't want to deceive you for other reasons... Maybe I would have done that without hesitation before, but now I just want to be honest and believe you can understand me."

"Well - of course, if you say so," Harry nodded immediately and went out first.

Hermione hesitated for a moment, then silently pulled out Ron with a reluctant face.

"What's so mysterious that even Harry and they can't know?" Sirius said curiously, "but if I say, you might as well cheat them! At least your level of cheating is much higher than ordinary people..."

"Hey - it's nothing, but it's not suitable for them to see." Maka took out her wand and waved it, and a stretcher carrying people appeared beside him.

"This is... Little buddy crouch?" Sirius looked at the man on the stretcher and said in surprise. "Didn't he die in Azkaban?"

"Death is death, but that's the latest thing." Maka waved her wand again, and the stretcher carried little buddy Crouch's body to the side of the cave, and then cast a phantom spell to cover him up.

"This was originally a part of the original plan. I wanted to test Voldemort with his death. Now that the plan is terminated, he will be useless for the time being... Please help me return him to his father!" Marca's complexion was complex and said, "although little buddy died well, after all..."

He shook his head and continued, "his father is likely to be trapped at home by him. Go and save his father by the way! You tell him that everything is not over yet and things can't be exposed too early - that's what Dumbledore said. He should do it."

"... did you do it?" Sirius couldn't help asking.

"Even if it's not, isn't I operating the whole plan?" Marca sighed. "Don't ask this question again. It's meaningless."

"You look like you've killed a lot of people..." Sirius said helplessly. "It's easy to ignore your age with you... Seriously, this is your first time..."

He carefully compared the movement of wiping his neck. It could be seen that he was still a little worried about Maka's psychological condition. After all, no one really cares about doing such a thing.

However, Maka just waved her hand and didn't seem to want to continue the topic.

There was a little silence in the cave. Finally, Maka took the initiative to break the slightly dull atmosphere.

"Anyway, please help me go to crouch's house. I'm not suitable to go in person..." he hesitated. "You know."

"Hum..." Sirius disapproved. "Poor crouch... I can only blame him... Can you tell me how little buddy died?"