Chapter 361 Are You Busy Making Dog Meat Hot Pot Recently? !

"I don't know what Black is thinking~..."

Carl shook his head slightly, looked at Hermione opposite and said helplessly, before Hermione showed a disappointed expression, he changed the subject immediately:

"However, maybe we can try to take another look at what happened at that time~..."

"You mean...that thing?!" Of course Hermione understood what he meant, and her eyes widened immediately. "No, no, it's too risky! Black is a Death Eater who kills without batting an eye!"

"Of course you can't go!" Carl blinked at her, "Don't worry, he can't beat me! If I fall on a criminal who has been imprisoned for more than ten years and just escaped recently, I'll just eat shit Forget it!"

"What! You plan to go alone! Sure enough, Professor Dumbledore had a reason for letting me keep the Time Converter!"

After hearing Carl's confident words, Hermione disagreed even more now.

Next, Karl was really lip-smacking and didn't ask for her consent. In desperation, he had no choice but to...

"Confundo! (Confusion)!"

Looking at the pocket watch in his hand that was shining with golden light in the sun, Carl felt a little emotional for a while. He finally understood why Sirius used the Confusion Curse on the Fat Lady last night, because it was so convenient.

"Then, let's go!"

The time converter rotated, and day and night quickly alternated. Karl looked at the faintly visible stars above his head and smiled.

"You broke in by yourself!"

...

After playing a good show of turning time and space, Carl sat on the hill behind Hogwarts, quietly watching and overlooking the entire college, showing an inexplicable smile from time to time.

"Meow... Meow~..."

Just when he was about to lie down, a few cat meows came from behind him. He looked back, and it turned out to be Hermione's big ginger flat-faced cat called Crookshanks, and there was a sting in its mouth. Holding a piece of paper.

Carl took off the note with a knowing smile and glanced at it, the smile gradually disappeared.

"You used my magic wand without covering it up to torment me so badly, how dare you do that?!"

Carl tore the whole piece of paper blankly, then glanced at Crookshanks beside him, stood up and jumped down the mountain, and suddenly turned into a white dove in the air and flew towards the distance go.

This is the Animagus form he learned last year, and he hasn't used it much, so it's pretty good for traveling at this time. After all, dementors are all over Hogwarts now, and it is impossible to get out, because neither the disillusionment spell nor the confusion spell has any effect on these dark magic creatures, which rely on emotions for perception.

As for the secret passage, whether you can climb or not, after all, the air in it is not circulated at all, and it is always stuffy. He also wanted to Apparate out, but it really didn't feel good to forcefully break through the limitations of Hogwarts space.

Many leaves of the Whomping Willow had turned yellow and fallen off, and were bare. Carl regained his human form from mid-air and landed steadily on the lawn below. The Whomping Willow, aware of the uninvited guest, waved it quickly in mid-air, making the sound of "whoosh", aggressively trying to drive away the little wizard who suddenly appeared beside it.

The scene where Harry and Ron drove a black car into it last year is still lingering in its mind. Since that day, it has become more sensitive and irritable. become its target.

But unfortunately, what it encountered this time was not a good stubble.

"Dimension, space-time magnetic field!"

Karl was in a fit of anger at the moment, seeing the life-and-death Whacking Willow not knowing how much he wanted to come out to give away the head, he immediately satisfied it.

He doesn't want to touch any knots now, he just wants to vent, the majestic power of the dimension directly imprisons every piece of paper in the Whomping Willow. No matter how hard it tries, it can't break free from the confinement of this force.

The Whomping Willow could only watch helplessly as the perverted little wizard walked step by step into a big hole below it with a scornful smile on his face...

Inside the big cave is a deep and dark passage, which meanders and stretches forward, making it impossible to see the end.

Feeling the darkness in the cave, Karl frowned, and simply closed his eyes, and the natural talent of transcendental perception was activated immediately.

At the end of the passage is a wall with a trapdoor. Karl stretched out a hand and gently lifted it up, and layers of dust fell down instantly because of his movements, which made him choke heavily.

"Clean up!"

Carl uttered the spell and leaped violently onto the rotting wooden floor. It was a dusty messy room, the walls were torn by the claws of some kind of beast everywhere, and the floor was full of stains.

All the furniture was in dilapidated condition as if it had been deliberately smashed, and even the windows were sealed with boards, so that no light from the outside world could penetrate. The whole room looked a little gloomy.

Carl understood that this was the Shrieking Shack where Sirius temporarily lived, and from the decoration point of view, it lived up to its haunted name.

"You came?"

"I am coming!"

"You shouldn't have come~..."

"Did you fucking think I wanted to come? Do you know how many times you have stabbed me? The old bat is about to target me!"

Carl yelled angrily at Sirius who came out from behind the door. He suddenly felt that he had lost his mind and believed a promise that Gryffindor would not act rashly.

"I'm so sorry, but I really can't wait!"

Sirius smiled awkwardly, then pulled up a chair with a half-limped leg and sat on it, spreading his hands out, trying to appear natural.

"I've been busy with one thing during this time, and I'm really too busy. Just because of your act of scaring the snake, I have to change my plan!"

Carl waved his wand lightly to remove the damaged furniture around him, and spoke slowly. A month has passed, and soon the Hound of Tindalos will have more than three billion years to chat with the scumbag.

"Busy about making dog meat hot pot? Last time, you threatened me more than once to stew me." Sirius joked.

"Yes, you guessed it right! I'm just busy making dog meat hot pot, but that dog is much more fierce than your Animagus, if I'm not careful, I might overturn my car!"

Hearing Sirius mention this, Karl immediately replied angrily. He has been really busy with this problem recently, and he hasn't slept well for several days, otherwise he wouldn't be in this state today because of what happened yesterday.