Chapter 248 Welcome to the Screaming Shack

"Ron, run..."

Harry's voice cut through the night sky, and together with the barking of the black dog, it seemed so abrupt, but so natural.

Ron turned around stiffly, his face full of fear. He was so scared. Together with Scabbers, he felt that he had almost seen death.

Harry suddenly moved, and Fanlin didn't have time to stop Harry. He didn't even take out his wand. There was no need.

Sirius Black would never miss. Ron was not Fanlin. He didn't know what Animagus was. If Peter Pettigrew escaped by himself, it would be easier. They just needed to catch the damn mouse.

However, Harry didn't have the confidence of the two of them. In order to prevent Harry from being impulsive, Fanlin chose to conceal it. So Harry only saw his friend being attacked by a damn black dog. The black dog bit Ron's clothes with his sharp teeth, and Ron's body was quickly dragged under the Whomping Willow.

"Ron..." Harry shouted, and he ran in panic. Apart from Ron in front of him, Harry's mind was empty. He even ignored the calls of Vanlin and Hermione.

He followed Ron closely. He didn't even consider whether the Whomping Willow would attack him. He ran desperately. In a blink of an eye, three... no, four people disappeared in front of Vanlin and Hermione.

"Nothing will happen..." Hermione was worried. The impulsive Harry was a little too worrying, at least that was the case with Hermione.

"It's okay, Sirius won't hurt Harry, but I'm more worried about Ron..." Vanlin's brows suddenly frowned. He suddenly thought of a particularly serious problem. What if Ron was controlled? Peter Pettigrew and Ron were so close. Vanlin didn't think Ron could break free from Peter Pettigrew's control in time. As for his wand...

Hermione obviously thought of it too. The girl was a little worried about Ron's safety. Although there were contradictions, as a good friend, at least Hermione thought so. She had few friends, so she cherished them all.

"Let's go quickly. Harry has a wand in his hand, and there are Peter, Sirius and Ron..."

"Well, good!" Fan Lin nodded heavily in response. Of course he had to go. He couldn't let Harry and Ron have any accidents.

We turned our attention to Harry.

Harry felt that his eyes were a little swollen. If there were others, they would definitely find that Harry's eyes were bloodshot because of the slight congestion.

The secret passage under the Whomping Willow is the only entrance to the Shrieking Shack in Hogsmeade. This is the first time Harry has walked this secret passage. He stumbled along the way. The walls were a little slippery. Maybe it was because the snow melted, which made the road a little muddy.

However, Harry did not dare to relax his pace at all. He took out his wand, and the light generated by the spell illuminated the place not far away. But the road continued, it was swallowed up in the darkness, Harry didn't know where it would lead to, he just stumbled and walked, and the road seemed to have no end.

The most terrifying thing was that Harry could no longer hear the black dog's panting and Ron's shouting. The darkness seemed to have swallowed everything, and he could only move forward alone, not daring to stop for a moment. He was afraid of losing his friend, and he was afraid of walking through the passage and facing Ron's cold body.

"It will be fine..." Harry comforted himself. The damp and smelly smell of soil from the surrounding walls made him feel very uncomfortable. He wanted to wait for Fanlin, but his instinct kept pushing him forward. The black dog was holding Ron in front, and Fanlin was behind him...

Finally, he finally reached the end of the passage. It was a gentle slope leading up, leading to a high place.

Harry looked up at an angle, and he seemed to see a cold night, which was covered by the moon and became spotted through the dilapidated wooden walls.

The wooden boards on the passage had not been covered yet.

Harry gritted his teeth. No matter what, he had to save his friend.

Harry clenched his wand in his hand. Now it was his only support. He almost guessed what the black dog was. Sirius's spell or Sirius himself, no matter which one, it was related to the prisoner who escaped from Azkaban. This was very dangerous. A murderer, a loyal supporter of Voldemort who could escape the Dementors without the help of spells.

Harry climbed out vigilantly. Because of nervousness, Harry couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat on such a cold night.

It was a house, a messy and dusty house. The wallpaper had fallen off the wall, the floor was stained everywhere, and the furniture was broken, as if it was broken by someone. The windows were nailed with wooden boards.

"This seems to be the Shrieking Shack..." Harry thought to himself. The dust here was not as much as he imagined. At least the road from the secret passage to the inside was relatively clean, which was particularly clear from the thick accumulation next to it.

Harry looked around. His eyes fell on a nearby wooden chair, a large piece of wood had been torn off the chair, and one of its legs was missing.

It looked like someone had lived here before, a famous haunted house, and anyone could enter Hogwarts at any time. Thinking of this, Harry felt even more depressed.

Yes, who would have thought that there was someone living in a haunted house with a magic seal that no one could enter from the outside.

"Sirius Black..." Harry whispered. He had thought of this person a long time ago, but when he thought that Sirius Black had been hiding here for so long and secretly observing his cousin, Harry felt like a thorn in his back.

It was really cruel and terrible. A murderer who knew Hogwarts very well. He was able to escape the pursuit of so many Aurors of the Ministry of Magic, as well as the defense system of Hogwarts. Even the terrifying thing like Dementors had no way to deal with him.

Harry suddenly felt a little ridiculous. He naively thought that he was safe. After getting the Marauder's Map, he took the initiative to wander around the castle at night. Although he gave the map to Fan Lin, he thought that he was really a failure.

Sirius seemed to be able to kill him at any time. As long as he paid attention, Sirius could easily appear outside the castle. He only needed to pounce lightly, and Harry could not resist at all.

But what made Harry even more puzzled was why Sirius didn't attack him. Shouldn't he be Sirius's target?

At this time, there was a creaking sound above his head, and something was moving upstairs. Harry looked up at the ceiling nervously. (To be continued)