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The only humans in Azkaban are usually madmen and dead people.

Except Sirius Black.

He hadn't gone mad yet because he had a belief that supported him. He knew very well that he was innocent. The murderer who killed the Potters was not him at all, but Peter Pettigrew.

But no one believed him, and those who did put him in Azkaban without even a trial.

More than a decade of painful imprisonment had left Black numb. Even the sinister smile of his cousin Bellatrix across from him wouldn't stir the slightest emotion.

At that moment, there was a sudden commotion at the prison gate. A bright, blazing white light flashed, and Black knew it was the light of the Patronus Charm.

And those who can use the Patronus Charm in this prison must be officials from the Ministry of Magic.

Humph, is this disgusting formalism again?

Sirius Black scoffed at this. During his imprisonment in Azkaban, he was used to seeing the disgusting faces of the officials of the Ministry of Magic.

These officials said they would improve the quality of prisons, but in the end they just took a few glances and turned away.

Just as he was thinking this, a male voice spoke respectfully, "Sirius is here, sir."

579 Sirius's Shock

Looking for your own?

Sirius Black, who was sitting in the corner of the cell, was stunned for a moment, then showed an indifferent expression.

It’s not that no one has come to see him in the past ten years.

Some were distant relatives, some were from other pure-blood families, but without exception, they all came to him for the Black family's fortune. Sirius had now completely seen through their true colors.

In fact, it was already planned the moment Sirius was imprisoned that after his death, the family inheritance and house would only be left to his godson Harry Potter, and no one else would be able to get even a penny.

Snap, snap.

The footsteps were getting closer, and Sirius, with his brows lowered, saw a pair of black leather shoes. He raised his head with a hint of sarcasm, his expression suddenly startled. "It's you?"

Obviously, the person who appeared before him was beyond Sirius's imagination.

He had short flaxen hair and a neat mustache on his upper lip. He was wearing a gray-brown suit, and his pale cheeks looked a little weathered. This was Sirius's acquaintance, or even his best friend - Lupin.

"Long time no see, Black." Lupin nodded expressionlessly, looking at the Ministry of Magic Auror who was following him. "Could you step aside for a moment? I need to talk to my good friend."

The two Aurors exchanged a glance and nodded slightly. "Please hurry up, sir." They turned and gradually disappeared at the end of the corridor.

Only after their backs completely disappeared did Lupin take a deep breath. "You look completely different from the Black I remember."

Sirius used to be full of vigor and handsome, and was the dream lover of many witches. But now he looked like a skeleton wrapped in a layer of dry skin, and his appearance was even terrifying.

"That's because he doesn't know how to enjoy life here!" Before Blake could say anything, a sharp female voice suddenly came from behind him, "For that pitiful self-esteem!"

Lupin frowned and turned to look behind him.

That was Bellatrix Black Lestrange, Sirius's cousin. Lupin knew her, and Peter Pettigrew, who now played Lupin, knew her even better.

Even among the Death Eaters, who were full of crazy people, this woman was an outlier. Her worship of Voldemort had reached a fanatical level. Moreover, she was as vicious as a snake and cruel in her methods.

Peter Pettigrew used to be very afraid of her because she could even attack her companions without hesitation.

But now, Lupin just gave her a cold smile. "Only people with hollowed-out brains would enjoy life here. Oh, sorry. I forgot that Voldemort's loyal lackeys like you don't have brains anyway."

"You damned stinky bug, how dare you say such things!" Bellatrix screamed sharply, "I will kill you and dig out your heart and stuff it into the sewer!"

"I'm really scared." Peter Pettigrew, who plays Lupin, sneered and drew his wand, pointing it at her. "So to prevent this from happening, I have no choice but to kill you first."

hum.

A brilliant blue beam of light shot out from the tip of the wand and instantly struck Bellatrix in the heart. The latter's body tumbled backwards, and she fell to the ground, her life or death unknown.

"You killed her?" Sirius was stunned when he saw this scene.

He certainly didn't care about his cousin's life or death. In Sirius' heart, all Death Eaters deserved to die, regardless of whether they were his relatives or not.

But Bellatrix was a prisoner under the strict supervision of the Ministry of Magic after all. If his good friend killed him rashly, it would be very troublesome.

"It seems that after being locked up here for more than ten years, even your sensitivity to magic has decreased." Lupin, played by Peter Pettigrew, let out a sigh of relief and said, "It was just a little sleeping spell."

"But you didn't seem to chant any spell just now." Sirius frowned and said, "Silently casting a spell?"

"It's a little trick I just learned recently." Lupin said calmly.

Sirius nodded and said nothing more. The atmosphere between the two fell into silence, completely lacking the warmth of old friends meeting.

It was unknown how long it was before Sirius spoke again and asked, "Are you working for the Ministry of Magic?" If not, he really couldn't understand why an Auror would bring the other party to see him in person.

"No, I will be teaching at Hogwarts in September." Lupin shook his head and said, "I can meet you because I asked a friend in the Ministry of Magic for help."

In fact, Lupin had no friends at all in the Ministry of Magic.

He was able to enter Azkaban to visit Sirius Black because of Aura's operation. In fact, Aura also borrowed the title of Gerald, the former head of the Auror Office.

"Yeah." Sirius nodded and fell silent again. After a long while, he took a breath and said, "Believe it or not, I didn't kill Potter. It was Peter Pettigrew. He was the secret keeper of Potter's Fidelius Charm. He was a Death Eater. We were all deceived!"

Sirius lowered his head again. He knew very well that even his good friend wouldn't believe him. Peter Pettigrew's plan was too elaborate, and he had no evidence to prove his case.

But to his surprise, Sirius did not hear his friend's scolding and reproach, but instead heard him speak in a low voice. "Yeah, I know."

"What?" Sirius was stunned for a moment, then suddenly looked up. "You knew?" How could he possibly know? It was obvious that only Peter and I knew about this.

"That's why I'm here." Lupin took out a newspaper from his pocket and handed it to Sirius.

Sirius took the newspaper and stared blankly at the picture on the front page with his eyes wide open. It was a photo of the Weasley family, and the mouse in the cage with a missing finger also caught his eye.

Peter Pettigrew!

Sirius was 100% certain that this mouse was Peter Pettigrew. Sirius had seen him transform countless times and knew exactly what he looked like.

There's danger, Harry is in danger!

Sirius gasped, distraught.

pat.

At that moment, Lupin took advantage of the others not noticing to throw a package into his cell and slowly stood up. "It's getting late. I'll come see you next time."

580 A Very Devilish Idea

The dim Azkaban prison.

Sirius Black had already opened the package left by Lupin, and inside lay a wand, a key, and two exquisite pastries. "Lupin..."

Looking at the things left by his friend, Sirius felt warm inside and shed tears of emotion.

Click.

Seeing his genuine expression, Gerard took a photo and saved it, then sent it to the group.

Skirt-lifting maniac: Puff!

The illustrator of this book: You are a devil, An Ran-san, you are indeed a devil!

Lazy Kitten: If Sirius finds out that the pastry was made by Peter Pettigrew himself, he will probably just remove his stomach!

Yes, that's right.

Just as Qi Luoli had said, those two exquisite pastries were indeed made by Peter Pettigrew himself. Of course, they weren't poisonous. But if Sirius knew the truth, he would probably feel worse than being poisoned.

There is nothing more heart-breaking than killing someone.

Curly-haired boy: When it comes to having fun, our president is the best.

What kind of magical trick is it to make a person eat the food made by his enemy with his own hands out of gratitude? Sakata Gintoki is really impressed this time!

This is an actor: just average. Nothing to brag about, just basic stuff.

Skirt-lifting maniac: Good, you are worthy of it! (Expression: thumbs up)

Hatchet Girl: An Ran Sang Niu Pi! (Emoji: Like)

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: (Expression: Like)

Scarlet Snake Fairy: So, you went to so much trouble to release Sirius just to prank him?

This is an actor: Don’t talk nonsense, I am a kind and good person.

Scarlet Snake Fairy:? Outrageous.

Li Mochou was about to roll her eyes. How could this guy say such a thing? A good person? Would a good person do such a thing?

Soul Society's villain: In a sense, you are indeed a good person, as evidenced by your public stance. But if you claim to be kind, I advise you to take a good look in the mirror.

This is an actor: I took the photo, he is very handsome.

Book Artist: Pah.

Eriri looked down on this. While it was true that someone was handsome, such shameless boasting was wrong.

"Looks like we've arrived, Mr. Death." Ashley smiled as she felt the carriage pause. "Welcome to Larnik, the capital of the Vandersey Empire."

At this time, Eriri also saw the huge city in front of her through the car window and raised her eyebrows slightly.

The city was surrounded by a wall nearly ten meters high, with sentry posts at each section. There was only one road leading into the city, and it was accessed through a steel gate held down by chains.

During wartime, this gate was the only way for the enemy to attack. If they wanted to break into the city, they had to climb up the wall with a ladder from inside the moat.

In this way, the cost of war would be greatly increased. Without soldiers that outnumbered the city garrison by dozens of times, it would be basically impossible to pose any threat to the city.

Because the carriage was engraved with the family crest of the lord of the southeastern province, the soldiers guarding the city gate simply checked it out before letting Eriri and the others into the city.

The carriage moved forward slowly towards the upper city.

"Next, we're heading to the Kyrgyz Quarter," Ashley said competently as her guide. "It's the most prosperous area in the entire Upper City. Almost every noble who comes to the Imperial City stays there."

"Only nobles can live here?" Eriri asked in an inexplicable tone.

"Yes, only nobles." Ashley naturally understood the meaning of her question and answered calmly, "Lalnik is a place with clear class distinctions. Without noble status, no matter how rich you are, you cannot live in Kyrgyzstan."

“Disgusting.”

"But you can only apply to meet the War Bishop from there. Van der Sai's noble status is the stepping stone."

Eriri nodded slightly, saying nothing more. She turned her head away, her gaze returning to the group chat.

Hatchet Girl: The weather in the rainforest is really unbearable. Even satellite positioning is inaccurate when it rains.

At this time, Katsura Yanye and Janet were huddled in a cave, watching the heavy rain pouring down outside. In this state, they obviously couldn't move forward, and the exact location of the settlement was now blurred.

Foul-mouthed man in a suit: Hahahaha, uncle, I'm still sunbathing. It feels great, very great!

Hatchet Girl: Really? Then I hope you get sun-dried into a skewer.

Curly: Damn it, Deadpool, you bastard, you're just showing off here every day, right? Don't forget you still have world quests to complete, get to work!

Foul-mouthed man in a suit: Bullshit, uncle, I'm just working now! Can you say that guarding prisoners isn't a job?

Illustrator: You're so shameless! You clearly said you were sunbathing earlier. Now you're calling it work?

Foul-mouthed man: Hey, are you guys really that clueless? Who says you can't sunbathe while you're working? Do you know what a good work-life balance is, man?

Skirt-lifting maniac: That’s not a combination of work and rest at all, you’re just enjoying yourself!

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: Interesting, Jiraiya has left Konoha.

Lin Fengjiao: Leaving Konoha, is he really going to defect?

Curly-haired boy: Hey, hey, that's impossible! How could this bastard do such a thing? I don't believe it!

Shark-Faced Guy: Don't get excited. They say he's not the Jiraiya he once was. Even if he defected, it wouldn't be a big deal.

Curly-haired guy: How can I not be excited? I bet 1000 points on him!

Angel of the Hidden Rain Village: Don't worry, he's not defecting. His destination is the capital of the Land of Fire, and it seems he intends to complete his plan by starting with the Daimyo.

Lazy Kitten: Daimyo, will you cooperate with him?

This is an actor: too naive.

Illustrator: I think that's naive too. There's no way a naive suggestion to the daimyo to improve the treatment of artisans and farmers would be accepted.

The villain of Soul Society: Ultimately, he still intends to take the path of peace and reconciliation. Perhaps he has too little practical experience and still harbors illusions.

This is an actor: It is normal, after all, Jiraiya is a person who hates war from the bottom of his heart. Although just hating it is useless.

Hatchet Girl: Yes, it's useless to hate! Class contradictions cannot be reconciled. This is a life-and-death struggle! Mr. Jiraiya still hasn't seen it clearly.