Chapter 126 The Shadow Strikes

Charlotte's request is actually very embarrassing for Maca, because even if she is given a remedial class, it is already too late. And his way of learning is indeed not suitable for other students - this can be seen from the way Harry and the others listened to him explaining the theory of the Patronus Charm.

In the end, he couldn't help Charlotte pestering him, so he borrowed his notes—it doesn't matter whether she can understand it or not, at least the knowledge Maca in the senior grades has been studied to some extent.

a few days later...

Buckbeak's appeal day was set for the 6th, which coincidentally coincided with the end of the exam.

However, unfortunate things also happened.

Just when Maca learned the date of the appeal from Hermione, his owl Marfa sent him a letter—signed by Brand, his partner.

"...There is an urgent matter that needs to be traveled recently, and I hope to find time to come to the small shop to discuss the consignment matters during the closure of the shop."

Maca finished reading the letter, and after thinking about it for a while, decided to go at night.

After all, the exam is going to start tomorrow, and then there is no way to run around. Because whenever Hogwarts enters the exam period, the inspections in the castle will be much more detailed. Even if you are invisible, you may not be able to easily avoid the inspections of several professors in turn.

What's more, the exam is only a week away, so there is no need to mess around.

That night, taking advantage of the dead of night, Maca avoided Filch's search route familiarly, and quickly got into the secret passage under the Whomping Willow.

The secret passage was as dark as ever. Even though Maca had something to illuminate in his hand, the light still couldn't go far. Looking forward, it was so dark that he couldn't see anything.

But based on the number of times Maca walked through this secret passage, he could reach the Shrieking Shack even with his eyes closed.

Maca kept on stepping, bent over and trotted, and quickly ran three quarters of the secret passage.

However, at that moment, he saw an unusual thing lying in the middle of the secret passage, blocking his way!

Maca immediately stopped in her tracks, and subconsciously pulled out her wand with her right hand.

That thing was still hidden beyond the reach of the light, and from him, he could only vaguely see a silhouette.

"... Corpse?" Maca hesitated for a moment, then approached slowly.

The wand in his hand was firmly pointed forward, as if the spell that was waiting to be released would be released immediately as soon as there was any movement.

But until he saw clearly what that thing was, the expected attack did not appear.

"Black?" Maca frowned, then walked forward quickly, "Uncle Black, wake up—"

Leaning on the stone wall of the secret passage is exactly Sirius Black, if it is to be more precise, it is Sirius Black who has completely fallen into a coma.

His wand rolled to the side not far away, and his own breathing was already quite weak.

After a rough inspection, Maca immediately found that most of the front of Black's clothes had been torn, and on his half-exposed chest, there was a fist-sized bruise that was slightly collapsed.

"...the rib is broken." Maca stretched out his hand to touch it, and then murmured to himself as if confirming.

And when he simply tore off Black's shirt to take a closer look, he found another bruise on Black's waist. That might be a little lighter than the chest wound, but it might have hurt the internal organs...

Maca immediately took out a bottle of potion, then propped up Black's neck, and poured the whole potion into it.

While waiting for the medicine to take effect, Maca fell into deep thought.

The situation this time was really beyond his expectation, and I am afraid that he can only find out what happened after Black wakes up.

Fortunately, what Black suffered was only physical damage. If there was any tricky magical damage, it is very likely that it will not be able to get better in a while.

After waiting quietly for a while, Black suddenly opened his eyes.

"Hmm..." He seemed to be frightened by something, and suddenly wanted to stand up on the ground, but the injury on his body did not allow him to do so.

Blake snorted in pain, and fell back on the cold ground again.

"Uncle Black, there is no danger here," Maca, who was also leaning on the stone wall, said, "What happened? How did you get hurt like this?"

Blake gave him a confused look, and it took him a while to recover.

"...Peter," he muttered vaguely, his voice hoarse and low, "it must be Peter...but...why..."

He seemed to want to say something, but the next moment he fainted again.

"Peter Pettigrew?" Maca frowned even tighter. "He attacked Black? What's the reason?"

Peter Pettigrew is undoubtedly synonymous with cowardice. It is almost impossible for him to fight Black - he has been on the run from the beginning to the end, even after he successfully deceived everyone that year, he is still on the run.

How could such a coward attack Sirius Black, whom he had always envied and envied?

Not to mention, with Peter's strength, it would be difficult to beat Black into such a state even with a sneak attack. As for Sirius' fighting level, Maca has personally experienced it.

However, the facts were right in front of him, but he couldn't tolerate his disbelief.

"Maybe...Peter Pettigrew invited some help?"

Up to now, Maca can only guess like this.

Seeing that Black seems to have fallen into a deeper coma recovery, Maca understands that the effect of the medicine has been fully exerted. In a short time, Black should not wake up again.

After thinking about it, he simply took Black and rushed to Tyrande's shop.

But when he came to the Shrieking Shack, he found that it was a mess outside.

Just on the street, a large number of dementors were wandering back and forth non-stop, and some figures were vaguely searching around with their wands. Maca guessed that it must be a group of Aurors - the Ministry of Magic has already acted!

On both sides of the street, most of the houses had their doors tightly closed, but the light from the windows showed that the wizards were still awake.

And in a room not far from the Screaming Shack, someone was arguing loudly, the volume was so loud that even Maca could faintly hear it.

He couldn't help but put Blake flat on the floor, then leaned behind the wooden wall and listened carefully...

"... You can't stay here anymore! Just say, would you like to stay with me?"

"Oh dear...this is my family's ancestral home for generations, I can't just—"

"Speak these words to those dementors outside!"

"But--"

"But what? Oh—by the way, and that evil weirdo, who must be a very dangerous dark wizard! If you care so much about your house, talk to him and see if he can let you get more How many weeks?"

"Come on, honey..."

"Let go of my hand! You want to die, but the child and I must live! Let go..."

In the Screaming Shack, Maca was calmly thinking and speculating while sorting out the information he got during the conversation. But this time the incident was so sudden that blind guesses were of little value.

In the current situation, bringing Black with him would definitely hinder the action. To be on the safe side, he decided to meet Hogwarts first.

As for the matter here, let the people from the Ministry of Magic investigate first!

However, if the possibility of things going wrong, no matter how small, it will show up unexpectedly and catch you off guard.

Just when Maca was leading Black to go back to the secret passage, behind him, a figure surrounded by black smoke crashed into the wall.

Almost at the same time, a hand was wrapped in black air and grabbed the back of Maca's head very quickly!

For a moment, the strong wind messed up Maca's black hair, and the strong evil spirit was still almost substantive.

At that critical moment, Maca bent forward and at the same time sent Black to the corner with a wave of her wand.

At the moment when he bowed his head, the sudden hand brushed over Maca's hair, and a chill immediately spread throughout his body.

Since Maca entered Hogwarts, this was the first time he felt a real threat of death.

At the moment when that hand brushed the back of his head just now, the strong wind from the opponent's wave directly sent him a message - if he was hit by that blow, his brain would definitely be blown open.

In the next second, Maca fell heavily on the floor, making a dull landing sound.

Under such a crisis, the advantages of his loss of emotion are fully revealed.

Regardless of the severe pain caused by his whole body hitting the floor hard, Maca immediately turned over and rolled to the side—as expected, just as he left the spot, a foot that was also entwined with black air suddenly stepped there; It was so powerful that even the floor was crushed.

"Shenfeng Wuying!"

Turning over, Maca chose the highly damaging spell invented by Snape without hesitation, and the tip of his wand pointed directly at the opponent's face. It can be said that the current crisis has forced the scruples in his heart to run out.

The originally invisible and traceless cutting spell made the black air on the opponent's face agitated. However, it only made the other party look up, and the next moment, the other party swung his legs again.

Is Maca's own strength too weak, or the opponent's magic defense is extremely high?

"There are many obstacles!"

This time, Maca didn't believe too much in the effect of the spell. While releasing the impeding spell, he didn't care about his embarrassment, and rolled away to the side again.

"Is it the effect of the black energy?" Maca calmly thought about the countermeasures while fleeing from the spot.

The thick black air completely enveloped the other party inside, and in a hurry, it was impossible to confirm the other party's identity. However, at this time, whether it was Peter Pettigrew or not was no longer so important.