Chapter 781： reliable

Chapter 781 Reliable

"Harry, Ron..." Hermione urged in a low voice, "We have to get out of here quickly."

Hermione regretted it, regretted why she hadn't insisted on preventing the two from sneaking over.

At this moment, Harry hasn't recovered yet, his face is full of confusion, and he hasn't even figured out what happened there.

Buckbeak seems to have disappeared out of thin air?

Yes.

The Hippogriff disappeared out of thin air in front of the three of them, without leaving a trace, as if someone had cast a disappearing spell on it.

Is it really the Vanishing Curse?

Hermione suspected that even Professor McGonagall would find it difficult to make such a huge Hippogriff disappear out of thin air.

However, there was no doubt that this matter was written by Albert Anderson, but none of the three could see how Albert made the Hippogriff disappear out of thin air in front of them.

After discovering that the Hippogriff was missing, the Hazards Committee was thrown into brief disarray.

Before Harry could gloat over this, he heard Lucius Malfoy growl angrily, "Harry Potter hid that beast."

Honestly speaking, Harry was stunned to hear Lucius Malfoy's slander.

This matter was obviously done by Albert, so what does it matter to him?

Could it be that the Malfoys are all idiots?

"Harry, let's get out of here quickly. After Buckbeak disappears, they will definitely ask the dementors to help him search."

Hermione reached out and took Harry's arm, urging him to leave.

If Malfoy found out that the three of them were here, even if they hadn't let Buckbeak go, this matter would be held to their heads.

Reason Hermione can think of.

If you didn't do it, what are you sneaking around here at this point in time?

They might even drag Hagrid and Albert down.

"Oh, by the way, Hermione, do you know how Albert lost sight of the hippogriff?" Harry asked curiously.

"I don't know, Harry." Hermione shook her head and reminded: "Don't bring it up again, we don't know anything."

"There are times when you don't know." Ron said pretending to be surprised.

"Can we go back to the castle first, I dare say they must have asked the dementors for help." Hermione felt that Harry and Ron were so naive because they hadn't been beaten by reality. "

"Malfoy must be mad." Ron gloated.

Lucius Malfoy was indeed maddened by this incident. They quickly contacted the dementors stationed around Hogwarts through the Ministry of Magic and confirmed that no creature flew away from Hogwarts just now.

As for the forest behind the pumpkin patch, after the dementors searched carefully, there was no trace of the Hippogriff leaving. The animal seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.

Lucius Malfoy was naturally unwilling to accept such a result. He was convinced that Hagrid had found some way to smuggle Buckbeak to a safe place.

Thinking that the other party actually moved the Hippogriff under his nose, Lucius Malfoy was furious.

After all, it was only time to sign, and the beast disappeared out of thin air.

"Dumbledore, I suspect that the Hippogriff was hidden in the castle." McNeil said to Dumbledore who was drinking brandy, "So, we are going to search Hogwarts Castle."

"This is not in compliance with the rules." The old wizard reminded with a frown.

Actually, such an ending was undoubtedly the best for the old wizard. The Hippogriff was not dead, so Hagrid shouldn't hold grudges against himself, and he successfully completed his task.

As for the Hippogriff getting away, he couldn't be blamed for it.

After all, Dumbledore was also there, and he didn't find any clues, let alone himself.

"I will never allow dementors to enter Hogwarts school." Dumbledore said his bottom line.

Lucius Malfoy fixed his eyes on Dumbledore, and moved his eyes to the brandy on the table, his lips trembling imperceptibly.

snort!

Malfoy left angrily.

Lucius knew he had lost, and even if he could persuade Fudge to send Aurors to search Hogwarts Castle, he had already missed the best time. During this time, the other party had already moved the Hippogriff to a place where others could not find it.

"Okay, Hagrid, I'll go back first." Dumbledore got up and was about to leave.

"Dumbledore, I'm with you. I just want to tell Albert about the divination." Hagrid got up and followed Dumbledore to leave the hunting lodge. He didn't have to forget what the headmaster's portrait told him to tell him.

Of course, Hagrid couldn't wait to see Albert and find out about Buckbeak's current situation.

When Hagrid and Dumbledore walked side by side, he often turned his head and looked at the woods behind him: "Do you think they will make other things?"

"No, Buckbeak has already escaped, even if they search the castle, it's meaningless." Dumbledore was telling the truth, he didn't think the Ministry of Magic could find Buckbeak who was hidden in the castle.

"Tell Mr. Anderson, I like to drink lemonade." Dumbledore reminded.

Hagrid was a little confused, not understanding what Dumbledore meant by this. However, he will still pass the message to Albert in its entirety.

After parting from Dumbledore in the hall, Hagrid soon found Albert in the hall who was having dinner. He strode forward and put his hand on his shoulder, "Thank you for the hand card and tranquilizer you prepared for me, they are both very effective."

"Did you win the lawsuit?" Lee Jordan asked curiously.

"No, I still lost in the end." Hagrid didn't look disappointed at losing the lawsuit, but looked very excited.

"Then why do you look happy." Lee Jordan couldn't understand Hagrid's thoughts.

"Just now, Buckbeak himself escaped, he was free," Hagrid announced.

Fred, George, and Lee Jordan all looked at Albert, and they dared to pat their chests to assure that Albert definitely did this.

But, how did Albert do it.

In the last two hours, Albert has been staying with them in the library.

"What's the reaction from the Ministry of Magic?" Albert glanced at the completed tasks in the task panel, and raised his head to ask about Hagrid's follow-up situation.

"Lucius Malfoy is just mad," said Hagrid. "They searched the sky and the woods behind the pumpkin patch, but found nothing."

"After all, some people have worked hard and ended up in vain. Naturally, it is difficult to accept the reality." Albert asked suddenly, "However, you must not come to me for this matter!"

"By the way, someone wants to ask you for help in divination." Hagrid also realized that he had said too much, so he quickly changed the subject, and briefly talked about the portrait in the principal's office wanting to ask Albert for divination.

"Looking for Albert's divination for the portrait?"

Three of them felt that this matter was very novel.

"Yes." Hagrid nodded

"I charge for divination for strangers." Albert asked with a frown, "Have you mentioned this to that person?"

"I told him about it, I think..." Hagrid actually couldn't figure out how to give the portrait to Albert Galleon, "Maybe, Dumbledore would be willing to help him with the Galleon! That's right , if you are free tomorrow, go to my place for tea, and Dumbledore asked me to tell you that he likes to drink lemonade."

"Oh." Albert nodded to show that he knew. As for when to divination the portrait, it depends on when he is free.

Anyway, he is not in a hurry!

"What does that mean?" Fred asked suspiciously.

"The password carved on the stone in front of the principal's office." Albert explained.

Just as Hagrid was about to leave, he happened to bump into the Harry trio who had just entered the hall.

"Hagrid, are you all right?"

"I'm fine with Harry, Buckbeak flew away by himself." Hagrid excitedly told Harry about it.

"Congratulations, Hagrid." Hermione was sincerely happy for Hagrid.

"I bet some people must be mad." Ron made an obscene gesture to Malfoy, who was staring here, and couldn't help but sneer: "Look at his expression, it's like someone licked his mouth Feed a big pile of shit."

"Shut up Ron, everyone is eating now, can you stop talking about those disgusting things." The twins turned their heads and glared at Ron, threatening, "Be careful we put a big dung bomb in your mouth."

Ron shut up obediently, because Fred and George really took out a dung bomb from their pockets, and God knows why these two **** stuffed this thing in their pockets.

"What are you thinking?" Lee Jordan asked.

"I really didn't expect that the first customer who came to me for divination was actually a painting." Albert actually didn't intend to help the other party with divination, at least not for the time being.

Let him wait!

Although Albert thought so, he soon realized that instead of looking for the other party, the other party came to him on his own initiative, and he seemed impatient.

When Albert returned to the Gryffindor common room, he ran into each other in front of the fat lady's portrait.

This is a wizard with a goatee and a silver and green Slytherin costume.

"Hello, Mr. Anderson, let me introduce myself. My name is Phineas Nigellus Black, and I used to be the headmaster of Hogwarts." The portrait introduced himself to Albert, "I think the big... Greg should have told you that I hope to ask you for divination."

"Aren't you afraid that I'm a liar?" Albert asked back.

"The Black family is not short of money." Phineas said to Albert, "I can give you a hundred Galleons to help me divination whether Regulus Black is still alive."

"You are dead." Albert reminded, "You shouldn't interfere with reality."

"I know, but what does this have to do with your deal?" Phineas asked back.

"It really doesn't matter." Albert nodded and said, "This is just a deal. As long as I see Garen, I will help you with divination."

"You can go to the principal's office." Phineas said, "Dumbledore has already prepared Garen for me."

"You can ask the house elf to send Garen to my dormitory, and I can help you with divination." Albert said, "Let the fat lady open the door."

"Are you really good at divination?" The fat lady asked curiously.

"Who knows?" Albert raised his foot and walked in.

After a while, the house elf really brought a bag of Galleons, along with a portrait of Phineas.

"This is the fee, can you start now, I want to know if Regulus Black is still alive." Phineas said, staring at the crystal ball in front of him.

"Is Regulus Black still alive?"

Albert put his hand on the crystal ball lightly, looked at the gradually rotating white mist, and repeated what he wanted to know in his heart.

Soon, a pale face was reflected in the crystal ball, as if he was floating in the water.

"Unfortunately, Regulus Black is dead, and his body may be in the water." Albert adjusted the position of the portrait so that Phineas could see it more clearly.

The old man was silent. Although he had already guessed it long ago, seeing the death of his great-great-grandson was a great blow to him, because it meant that the only heir of the Black family was Sirius Black, and that The **** is still a dangerous wanted man, and if he is caught by the Ministry of Magic, he will definitely not survive.

"I want to know how Regulus Black died, and whether Sirius Black will be caught by the Ministry of Magic and lose his life."

"You know, every divination costs money." Albert reminded with a smile.

"The guy who wants money." Phineas glanced at his mouth and said, "I'll get the house elf to bring it to you later, and I guarantee it on the honor of the Black family."

"You know, I don't believe in that."

"Oh, hell, wait a minute." Phineas disappeared from the portrait frame, and after a while, the house elf brought another bag of Galleons.

"Can we start?" Phineas reappeared, annoyed.

"certainly."

This time, a necklace appeared on the crystal ball.

"What does it mean?"

"His death should be related to this necklace. This thing should be related to Slytherin, with a snake mark on it." Albert said.

"No more?" Phineas asked with wide-eyed eyes.

"Gone."

"I need more detailed information."

"Which prophet have you seen that can present the whole thing? Anyway, I can only predict some key pieces, or some key items." Albert pushed the money bag in front of the portrait, "That's it Bar."

Phoenias was a little confused and didn't understand Albert's meaning, but he quickly realized that Albert was saying that their deal ended like this, and he didn't charge the galleons either. "

"Wait, I want to know about Sirius Black." Phineas shouted hastily, and he hasn't finished asking what he wants to know. "

"The wanted criminal?"

"right."

"Tell me, whether he deserved what he deserved, and whether he will die." Phineas is still very concerned about the situation of the Black family.

"Okay." Albert declared in advance, "However, no matter what the result is, I will not refund you any more money."

"let's start."

When Albert's hand flicked across the crystal ball again, what appeared in the crystal ball was a picture of Harry and Black walking side by side, and the two seemed to be talking about something.

"It seems that Black should be innocent, otherwise it would be impossible to walk with Potter and chat with each other with a smile." Albert said looking at the picture in the crystal ball.

Phoenias breathed a sigh of relief, but soon remembered something, and cursed angrily, "The trash from the Ministry of Magic, they didn't even have a trial, so they threw people into the Azkaban prison."

"It's very similar to what the Ministry of Magic would do." After putting away all the purses, Albert said to Phineas, "It's not easy to clean up Black's grievances. If I were you, I would ask Dumbledore to help out."

"I'll be there. But, what can you do?"

"Catch Pettigrew Peter." Albert said without hesitation, "As long as you can catch Pettigrew Peter, you should be able to prove that Black is innocent. Good luck."

"I want to know where Peter Pettigrew is?" Phineas said, "Help me catch that guy, and I'll have Sirius Black give you a galleon, a thousand, no, three thousand."

"Black's reward is 10,000 Galleons." Albert reminded, "And I suggest you go to Dumbledore for help, he is more reliable than me."

"Ask him for help? Of course, I will ask Dumbledore for help, but I am more willing to trust you." Phineas shook his head and said, "I heard about Hagrid, you are more reliable than Dumbledore. If you don't With your help, I think the beast will die."

"Five thousand Galleons." Albert took out a recording ball, "I'll help you catch Pettigrew Peter and cleanse Sirius Black of his charges."

"I agree, but I will pay the Galleons only after it is completed." Phineas agreed.

Albert glanced at the task panel, and was very satisfied with the newly created "Innocent Dog" task. He began to write the contract between the two parties, and dictated it, recording the verbal agreement between the two parties through the recording ball.

(end of this chapter)