Chapter 859

It's always snowing in recent days. When you look out of the window, it's basically a vast expanse of white. Obviously, the scenery around Hogwarts is very beautiful. It would be a pity if it was always covered with snowflakes like this.

Fortunately, today's weather seems to be very good. Early in the morning, you can see the fiery red sun quietly jumping up the mountain in the East.

Obviously, the Hogwarts vestibule must still be very cold this morning. But just facing the rising sun, it is worth those students who like quiet to take a small walk outside while no one else in the morning.

At the moment, we can see that in the white vestibule paved with thick snow, a figure that looks quite bloated due to winter clothes is passing slowly, leaving two lines of winding and uncertain footprints.

"Oh, she is a girl who knows how to enjoy life!"

Ron seemed to have forgotten the cold in the stairway and muttered to himself at the window opening. He looked quite fascinated by it.

But soon, when he recovered, he began to worry again - did he choose to wait for Hermione in the common room? Or would it be better to go down and try talking to that girl again?

Normally, he should choose the first option. After all, judging from the current situation, the probability of him scaring other girls away is getting closer and closer to 100%!

"At least my first success will lay the foundation for me!"

So encouraged himself, Ron decided to go down and try again, and it was not too late to ask Hermione for yesterday's answer when he came back.

"... haven't you got up yet?"

Probably because Ron came out too early after losing sleep all night, he didn't find Hermione when he passed the common room.

So without hesitation, he hurried downstairs.

……

"Hey, wait --"

In fact, Ron, who had just arrived outside the castle gate, didn't find each other at once. He didn't see the slightly familiar figure until he followed his footprints on the ground and walked around the garden on the east side.

Immediately, he had a meal under his feet and wanted to shout at the girl who moved him. But he just started, and he immediately swallowed the words back into his stomach.

And then... Uh, Ron somehow shrank behind the flower bed and squatted there and shut his mouth.

There is no one here now. Even if he stops halfway, he can't stop the exit. Naturally, the girl heard it.

But the girl suddenly turned around, with a little doubt and surprise on her round face, and even her hands with cotton gloves subconsciously clenched their fists and closed them in front of her chest.

Unfortunately, maybe it was the reason why she was stunned at the first moment. When she looked back, she didn't see Ron who was hiding quickly.

"Oh! What am I doing?"

With his back against the somewhat harsh flower bed and the girl's sight blocked by the still evergreen bushes in winter, Ron squatted behind and began to worry about his stupid behavior.

In fact, the idea of the moment he hid was very simple - he just suddenly thought that what he shouted was very likely to startle others away again.

So he quickly stopped shouting and planned to come closer.

However, looking back now, he began to be annoyed... The sound just now must have startled others. Even if the other party was not scared away immediately, would he dare to reappear in front of the girl now?

"What... What? Can I go out now? Just pretend nothing happened?"

Ron shrunk his neck, closed his eyes and simulated the situation he would encounter when he went out again and again, but no matter how he thought, the answer seemed to be the same!

"No play! It must be no play today! But... But I can't squat here all the time? She may be coming this way..."

"No, no, I can't wait any longer. If she finds me squatting here, she really can't tell anything. In the future, she will be farther and farther away from me..."

Ron kept muttering in the bottom of his heart. Finally he couldn't bear it anymore. He stood up and turned to look.

“……”

"Where are the people?"

He looked at the empty garden ahead and was stunned.

At this time, Marca, who had been watching from the office window from the beginning, shook her head in tears and laughter, and silently offered a mourning for poor Ron.

In fact, just as Ron closed his eyes and thought about himself, the girl had come to him.

At that time, Marca clearly saw that the girl stood by Ron for a while before leaving in a hurry.

Unfortunately, until the lost Ron left the garden and returned to the castle vestibule, he didn't notice that the footprints outside had already told him everything.

"Facts have proved that in addition to sleeping every night and the last eternal sleep, it's best not to close your eyes too tightly at other times, because it often makes us miss a lot of beautiful pictures."

Maka looked up at the White Mountains in the distance. The brilliant morning glow reddened the flowing clouds in the sky, and painted a red paint on the ridge.

If someone could hear what he thought at the moment, he would probably wonder whether he was talking about the beautiful sunrise or Ron's unlucky encounter.

Of course, Marca was not standing by the window to peep at Ron and the girl.

Not long after, a black spot suddenly appeared on the eastern horizon and slowly magnified in Maka's eyes. After a while, the black spot finally turned into an owl and landed on the window edge in front of Marca.

When Maka saw that the little guy was settled, she reached out and took down today's ciphertext.

When he finished reading the content word by word, a premonition that was not bad but not good flashed through his mind, making him show a subtle expression.

"In this way, the pressure on President aginbad's side... I'm afraid it will become greater!"

……

In the secret note in Maka's hand, it generally tells what happened last night. As for what happened, it had to start with a decision of Sirius.

At night, Sirius and lupin were hiding together in a Muggle house. Due to the attack a few days ago, both of them moved to another place to live, and even their food was supported only by some dry food they carried with them.

"Don't poke your head behind the curtains. Come and sit down!"

Because the lights were not turned on at night and all the windows were covered with curtains, the room looked very dark. People were almost out of reach inside.

Sirius is no stranger to darkness. In the years he spent in Azkaban, at least seven out of ten days were spent in darkness.

In Lupin's words, the werewolf's blood brought him not only a life difficult to integrate into the society, but also some more or less small conveniences.

For example, even in normal human form, he also has a certain degree of night vision in the dark. The darkness in the room was actually a little friendly to him.

At this time, Lu Ping was sitting quietly at the table in the middle of the living room, sipping the Mead in the cup.

Sirius, standing by the window, heard lupin calling him, withdrew his sight beyond the gap of the curtain, silently came to the chair next to lupin and sat down.

"Pour me one too," he said casually.

Lupin shrugged, reached out, took the bottle, poured some wine into another goblet, and put it in front of Sirius.

"Hey, it's not bad to be a werewolf, isn't it?" Sirius took a sip from his glass and said, "at least Animagus doesn't have the ability."

When lupin heard this, he suddenly felt some emotion.

"Don't you remember? You said that long ago!"

"Really?"

Sirius thought about it, but he couldn't remember it for a while.

"When I was with you in the shed?" he was saying, and suddenly looked around at the darkness, "it's really a bit like here..."

It was when Sirius and lupin were still at Hogwarts, when Harry's father James and dwarf Peter, who was not a betrayer at that time.

On the night of the full moon, the four of them would follow the secret path to the screaming hut and spend the whole night with lupin in the form of Animagus.

That's what Dumbledore specially made for them to prevent lupin from hurting other students when he turned into a werewolf, and Animagus's animal form will not cause the ferocity of a werewolf.

To this end, Hogsmeade village in that era also left a horror rumor of the full moon wolf howling, which has been circulating to this day.

"Yes! It's really a little similar to here," lupin looked around. "To be honest, my memory of there is not very clear. After all, my consciousness is a mess after transformation! What I can remember is actually dusk and early morning..."

"That's a pity. I remember James told a lot of jokes those nights!" Sirius laughed. "He really finished his jokes all his life!"

When Lu Ping heard the speech, he couldn't help laughing, and then sighed:

"If only wolf venom had been invented earlier."

But after laughing for a while, they soon fell into a silence.

For both of them, James' death is always a thorn in their hearts. Even if it takes more time, it is difficult to remove it from their hearts.

Maybe he didn't want to be so boring anymore. Sirius suddenly tilted his neck and poured all the wine into his throat. Then he knocked the glass on the table.

"I'll go out for a walk. Your injury is more serious. Just stay here and have a rest!"

He said nothing more and went straight to the door.

"Wait!"