Chapter 187 A Gift for Sirius
Chapter 187 A Gift for Sirius
Chapter 188 A Gift for Sirius
Sirius felt very lucky. Ever since he recognized a stray cat as his leader, he had a good meal for the first time in a long time, and even took a bath in the Black Lake with detergent to get rid of all the annoying fleas and lice on his body.
Although it was shameful for a wizard to willingly become a wildcat's follower, it didn't matter to Sirius.
After all, he's currently disguised as a dog. If he doesn't change back, who would know he's actually a wizard?
Moreover, that cat is really smart; it can get all kinds of food every day, and even if it eats the leftovers, it can still be full.
This is much better than the days he went hungry for three days and nine meals a day.
More importantly, this cat seems to have free access to Hogwarts Castle, which is exactly what Sirius needs right now.
He wanted to enter Hogwarts Castle to find and kill that rat who deserved to die long ago for betraying Lily and James.
But a castle is not like a school campus; you can't just walk in whenever you want, and his current state makes him rather sensitive.
A large black dog is so conspicuous that it would be difficult to sneak into the castle without attracting attention.
If any one of these people saw Dumbledore, Minerva, Snape, or Felius, he could be immediately exposed.
So Sirius was waiting for the right opportunity to evade all the professors.
Those two cats gave him hope.
He'd do anything to get into Hogwarts Castle and kill Peter. He wouldn't even consider just being a cat's sidekick.
It doesn't matter if the Dementors find us.
And today is Sirius's best opportunity.
On Halloween, the school will hold a Halloween dinner in the evening. All the professors, including Dumbledore, will be in the Great Hall. Then he can swagger into the castle with the two cats to find Peter the Mouse.
What Sirius Black didn't expect was that before he could put his plan into action, he encountered another astonishing event.
He encountered a student who had mastered Animagus transformations at around thirteen years old, which shattered the pride he had hidden deep within his heart.
Sirius was lying there with his head down. Crookshank found it a little strange, but still came over and patted Sirius's head with his paw, as if to comfort him.
This scene was witnessed by Xilun, who had returned to normal.
He first noticed the conspicuous ginger-yellow cat, and then the large black dog lying beside it, seemingly blending into the shadows of the trees.
Sirius?
Sirius stood there, never expecting to see him here.
Moreover, the other person wasn't as bad as he had imagined. Although he still looked very thin, his hair was clean and smooth, as if it had just been washed.
Not feeling Sirius's touch immediately, Tom looked up in confusion and followed his gaze, where he also saw Sirius.
Then it walked over, raised its paw without saying a word, and slapped Sirius's muzzle.
"Meow—."
It growled at Sirius and pointed to Sirius beside it, as if to tell Sirius, "This is your boss's boss, hurry up and show your belly."
As for why Xilun knew, it was because the next second, the black dog actually rolled over and skillfully placed its belly in front of Xilun.
The movements were incredibly smooth.
Xilun pursed his lips, unsure of what to say.
If it were really a dog, Celen would probably find this quite amusing.
But the problem is, Xilen knows he's not a real dog, but a wizard in disguise, which is a very strange feeling.
Moreover, it seemed to have witnessed its entire transformation from a cat back into a human.
Should we silence them?
Xilun touched the ring on his hand that looked like a snake's eye.
Well, given Sirius's personality, it's unlikely he'd report me to the Ministry of Magic. Besides, he's an illegal Animagus himself.
"Is this your new sidekick?" Celen asked Tom, pretending not to know anything.
Tom nodded, and Wen nudged Little Star with his paw.
Sirius immediately stood up and walked meekly to Sirius's side.
I must say, he's a master at escaping from Azkaban; his movements and expressions are exactly like a real dog.
"Looks quite energetic, not bad." Sirius patted Sirius's head.
The feel is so-so, too thin, the bones look a bit flimsy.
During this process, the big black dog stuck out its tongue, its two bright black eyes staring straight at him.
Is the acting really that convincing?
A sudden idea popped into Xilun's mind.
"Oh, I didn't know I'd run into Tom today, and I didn't bring any gifts." He patted himself down. "How about this, when Tom treated Tooth like a sidekick, I gave it a big bag of dog treats. Would you like the same?"
Sirius was too busy to nod.
Although the prey that Tom caught could fill his stomach, it didn't taste very good. After all, cats don't have concepts like "cooking" or "seasoning" when they eat; they eat it raw.
For a dog, this is nothing, but if there's something better to eat, Sirius certainly wouldn't refuse.
He knew Tooth; it was a hunting dog about his size.
The treats the wizard gave the dog were probably bones or jerky, I hope they were jerky, preferably with a salty taste. "Then let's do it tomorrow, Tom will bring you those two pounds of Moonfox droppings then," Siron said.
Sirius was about to nod when his head suddenly froze in mid-air.
What did that little wizard just say?
What are those two jin?
"Yes, you heard me right." Xilun's lips curled up slightly. "Two whole pounds of precious Moon-obsessed beast dung, aren't you happy? Tooth was overjoyed at the time, jumping around excitedly."
"Woof—" Sirius barked instinctively.
Unfortunately, Xiren's Animagus form wasn't a dog, so he couldn't understand what Xiren was saying.
But Tom seemed to understand, and rushed over, beating him without saying a word, scratching and biting, making Sirius scream.
Tom is really cruel now.
It wasn't like this before. Could it be because of the name?
Just then, Tom turned around and called out to him softly.
The gist of it is that the follower has a bad attitude and he is disciplining him.
Oh, that makes sense. Tom is still the same as before; it was Sirius who said something offensive.
I kindly gave him a gift, and he swore at me. What an rude guy.
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