Chapter 2371

Who sneaked into this neighborhood? What are they here for?

The answers to these two questions are naturally hard to guess. After all, those figures will not look like the most troublesome "living corpses" - they are several living humans, no doubt.

However, too specific intentions may not be easy to guess, but there are some "bad intentions" in coming here at this time of the year. Whether Mileva or Sirius, they obviously care about each other.

Because the drama played by the Brandt family in the Federation headquarters building in Germany was too typical. Now that the farce has not been over for too long, everyone who knows about it will be more or less prepared for such events, let alone Mileva, who is already familiar with Mrs. maxim, who was once a party to the event.

Since some people dare to try to take refuge in Haier Bo and try to do things that harm the magic world and the whole Europe, it is not difficult to imagine that there are some people who want to take advantage of the shadow of the disaster to seek benefits.

So... Yes, now Mileva McGonagall actually thinks that the unidentified infiltrators may be just a few black wizards who want to make trouble secretly. It's not easy to deal with such people, but it's not necessarily difficult - powerful black wizards like Voldemort or greenward are in the minority after all.

Therefore, although Mileva was anxious about Colin's fainting this time, it was just a hurry from the perspective of caring for the students' injuries. When she really dealt with the incident of outsiders sneaking into the community, she was actually not very nervous.

In fact, it's quite obvious - Mileva has experienced the rise and decline of the Dark Lord twice in her life. Now there is an ancient wizard Haier Bo, which makes the whole Europe a little out of breath. These sneakers sneaking into the community can't make her panic.

However, Sirius, who has not spoken much since this happened, has a somewhat different view of those people from Mileva

"Then I'll go out and have a look."

As Professor McGonagall hurried out of the ward, Sirius paused and soon said hello to Mrs. Pomfrey who was looking after Colin and walked out of the door.

"The child... Is as busy as before. He will be excited when he encounters such a thing..."

Listening to Mrs. Pomfrey's murmur in the ward behind him, Sirius standing at the door couldn't help but hook his mouth, showing a slightly nostalgic look.

When he was a student at Hogwarts, Mrs. Pomfrey was already a school doctor at the school, and Sirius, who was restless at that time, was also a frequent visitor to the ward of the school hospital.

Obviously, Mrs. Pomfrey had such a character of knife mouth and bean curd heart. Now, as soon as she saw it, she still hasn't changed over the years.

Unfortunately, he Sirius Black is no longer what he was.

Put aside some feelings that floated in his heart for the time being, Sirius shook his head, and then ignored the little wizards who were guarding at the door of the ward. At this time, they looked at their little wizards curiously, and turned around and walked outside the apartment.

As he walked, an idea he had been thinking about in the ward turned back in his mind——

"What does this matter... Have to do with him?"

Thinking so, Sirius, who had walked out of the door of the apartment, glanced around and found that there was no one nearby, so he immediately dodged into the shadow of the nearby tree. A few seconds later, a black dog took his place, disappeared in a corner at the other end of the Bush, turned to the other side of the apartment building and disappeared.

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Finding a few sneaky wizards in a small Muggle community must be Sirius's best thing, no doubt. But this time, instead of using his Animagus deformation to look for the guys who hurt Colin, he turned left and right in the community and went back to the small building where he talked with Professor McGonagall.

Then, after a good sniff at the door of the small building, Sirius, who seemed to have found a target, trotted down the street in a certain direction.

Yes, Snape was right before. After Sirius became a black dog, he was really good at using the sharp smell of dogs to find things... Of course, it was the same if he wanted to find people.

When he was in the community, he turned around again. Although he seemed blind, he always looked for it with confidence. Sirius slowly slowed down in front of an alley that was close to the boundary of the community, and finally even stopped completely.

Sirius, in the form of Animagus, leaned against the wall at the entrance of the deserted alley and carefully looked in. After confirming that there was no one, he went straight into the waste debris in the alley and didn't even make a sound from beginning to end.

Not long ago, Sirius, who was smelling and touching on the side of the road through various sundries in the lane, finally got some feedback he expected under a window.

"Here?"

He regained his body under the windowsill. At this time, he was lifting his wrist and looking at a black tattoo on his wrist. It can be seen that the chain tattoo that seems to hang upside down from the arm to the wrist is twisting slightly as if it were alive, and the end has quietly tilted to one side.

Yes, it refers to the room in the next window!

Sirius, squatting under the windowsill, rubbed his wrists with tight skin due to the activation of the tattoo, narrowed his eyes slightly, and glanced calmly at the mossy brick wall around him.

These tattoos on his body are basically derived from the study of the magic of names - he, James and Remus were very good at such things, so they could work together to make a clever and practical living point map.

At this time, his tattoo has a reaction, which shows that... Most of the people he wants to find are in the house around him! Because there's a man-made spell reaction here.

"Is it a silencing spell?"

Although it's impossible to determine what spell it is based on his tattoo, it's not difficult to draw a conclusion based on his experience of touching, crawling and rolling for so many years.

"The slug... What are you talking about in there?" Sirius said to himself, glancing his mouth.