The Two Hundred and Ninetieth Chapters Must Be Done

Chapter 293 What must be done

Harry nibbled at the bread, mixed with juice, and swallowed it whole. His favorite food, which he used to love, now became like chewing wax, and he was thinking about other things.

Finally, he made up his mind, and he said in an irrefutable tone, "I'm going to kill and kill Blake -- kill him with my own hands."

Hermione was drinking milk from a cup, and then she released her hand, the cup fell on the table, and the milk ran down the table and onto her clothes, but she didn't care about that at all.

She said anxiously, "Harry, you need to calm down."

"I'm calmer than ever," Harry said calmly.

"Harry, listen." Hermione and Ron exchanged glances and continued, "We know you're upset by what we heard yesterday. But most importantly, you can't do stupid things."

"What is stupid?" Harry asked quietly.

"Like hunting Black," said Ron sharply.

"I'm going to kill him, not hunt him down," Harry corrected calmly.

Hermione said sharply, like a cat with fried fur, "You say it as easily as weeding a garden, who do you think Blake is. He killed a wizard, killed a lot of Muggles, and he also Hiding in Azkaban for twelve years. From his escape until now, the Ministry of Magic has not even found him."

Harry said calmly, "We know him enough, we know it now, he's an Animagus. He's hiding nearby, he's going to kill me, and he wants to resurrect Voldemort."

"But he's Voldemort's second-in-command. He's a dark wizard who is proficient in killing." Ron looked at Harry worriedly and said, "Harry, it's not worth risking for Black, the Ministry of Magic will catch him, he It won't take long to hide."

Harry said reluctantly, "He is Voldemort's second-in-command, and I am Voldemort's number one mortal enemy. He is a dark wizard who is proficient in killing, but I will do everything possible to kill him."

Harry said solemnly, "I have to kill him, that's my mission. Do you know what I heard when the Dementors approached me?"

Ron and Hermione shook their heads, worried faces.

Harry's face had a pained look on his face, he murmured.

"I heard my mum screaming and begging, she begged Voldemort to come around me, she would rather die. You can't imagine that, mum's dying screams, echoing in my head. I also know , She used her life to cast a protective spell on me, and she took the initiative to die to protect me."

"Her protection charm is still running in my blood now, and I can even see her through the Patronus charm and feel her love for me. I thought, if it wasn't for me, she wouldn't have to die. She could Run away, she can avoid Voldemort, and I can't hope she chooses that."

His tone became icy and gloomy, "but I know now that it's not because of me. If she replaced Dumbledore as a secrecy, or a teacher at the Academy, she wouldn't have to die. She was trusted by them. betrayed, she was murdered by traitors."

Harry lowered his head and staggered everyone's gazes, and said coldly, "She didn't have to die, everything can happen, and I don't have to lose everything."

He whispered, "As long as they don't trust this traitor with all their hearts, our family can now be happy together."

"Believe in Black, and being with this traitor is the biggest mistake our family has ever made, and I must correct that mistake," Harry said in a resentful tone.

"But...it's dangerous..." Hermione panicked, Harry's determination and Harry's killing intent made her unable to react. She stammered, "Murdering is not easy,

We should trust the Ministry of Magic, they'll catch Blake soon. "

Ron said angrily, "Black is not easy to deal with, just like Peter Pettigrew, do you know what his mother got? He also went after Black alone, but what did he become in the end? A first-class Merlin Medal, and a small box containing one of his fingers."

"This is the largest piece of his body that anyone can find. He was blown up into thousands of pieces, leaving only a medal and a finger for his mother."

Harry said calmly, "An outsider can do this, can I do nothing?"

"We're your friends, do we want to hurt you?" Hermione said, tears welling in her eyes, "Harry, please be reasonable, Blake is very dangerous, don't put yourself in danger. "

Harry was finally moved. He looked at Hermione and Ron with apologetic eyes and said, "I'm sorry to make you worry, you are my best friends, and I know you care about me."

His eyes reddened, "I really know, if I could, I wouldn't even say these words. But we are best friends, I don't want to hide it from you. What you say, what you persuade, I will do I know, I've thought about it, and I've thought about it too."

"But you're not me, and you can't imagine how Black would appear in my head at night, like a fly, like a demon."

Harry grabbed his head with both hands and said in pain, "You can't imagine how his laughter and mother's screams will torture me. I can't calm down, I can't stop, if I can't kill Kill him. Soon, it will be me, and I will go mad."

"George, talk to me too." Hermione looked at George pleadingly. She didn't know how to comfort Harry, but she knew that she couldn't watch Harry go to death.

"I don't think you need to worry too much about Harry, he's not a stupid and reckless person, I think he's already thought it through." George said slowly.

He had just been listening to their conversation, and unlike Ron and Hermione, he had an adult soul after all. It doesn't immediately feel like Harry's hatred and vengeance are wrong and shouldn't be done.

There is no preconceived prejudice, listening to Harry speak his mind bit by bit, even if he is stronger than Harry, Harry trusts him enough, but how can he rely on these trusts, abuse them, and violate them one's will.

"Thank you, George." Harry looked at George with excited eyes, and Harry was very moved by George's support. George was the only one who would respect his crazy idea, the only one who would believe his will.