Regarding the fact that someone broke into the school, everyone was asked to sleep in the lobby on the first floor, and the three little ones were also called to the principal's office to review the pets. As time went by, the little wizards quickly forgot about it.

Harry didn't!

He could hardly believe that he had been living in the same room with the enemy who killed his parents for more than two years. He and Ron had not even spoken to each other for several days in a row.

Relatively silent, everyone stopped talking.

Harry knew that Ron must be very sad when something like this happened. He had never had anything that was completely his own, so he cared about his pet very much.

Harry felt everything was terrible.

Halloween is approaching, and the day before is the 'First Hogsmeade Weekend' that will be open only to third graders, and they will be allowed to play in Hogsmeade Village.

Miraculously, Uncle Vernon sent the letter signed and filled with several gold galleons. This was the greatest kindness Harry had ever received since he was growing up in his aunt's house.

However, he found that he was not that excited.

He had been thinking about the Voldemort who killed his parents in the dark mist. The Dark Lord kept saying that he was regaining strength, a power more powerful than Dumbledore. He was also thinking about the so-called his father's best friend in life, Pettigrew.

Peter, and Sirius, whom Professor Lupin said wanted to clear his name.

But Snape said again that Sirius was also the murderer of his parents. Harry knew that he couldn't believe Snape's words, but

He is really messed up now.

"Harry!"

Someone knocked on the door of the dormitory, waking up Harry and Ron who were in a daze, and stared blankly at Neville who walked in.

"Anton said he needs some of your blood. He can find traces of Sirius through ritual magic." Neville looked at Harry seriously, "I have hesitated whether to take advantage of some opportunities to secretly collect some of your blood.

After all, you are often injured."

"only"

Neville pursed his lips, "I think such things still need your consent. If you refuse, I will reject Anton and advise him to stop doing this."

"My blood?" Harry was stunned and turned to look at Ron, who also looked at him blankly.

"Yes, do you agree?" Neville's face became thinner, gradually revealing an indescribable toughness and perseverance.

"Sirius?" Harry seemed to want to be confirmed again.

"Yes."

"Okay, I'll go with you!" Harry turned over and jumped out of bed.

Ron also got up quickly, "I'll go with you!" He looked at Harry with some concern, "I'm Anton's younger brother, I mean, no matter what Anton plans to do, he will do it because of me.

If you are here, give me some face."

Then, the gloom on Harry's face dissipated, and he looked at this good buddy and smiled.

Ron laughed too.

That's how it is with friends, the other person's care will always shine into the heart like a ray of sunshine.

Hey, I don’t know if Peter Pettigrew was so close to James Potter back then.

Harry shook his head vigorously. He had a secret. He found that he would start to feel malicious recently, and some evil thoughts would always pop up in his head.

He has to restrain himself, he doesn't want to be a bad person!

Arriving from the dormitory to the common room, the three met Hermione again who was sitting by the fireplace reading, so they all headed towards the animal pen together again.

"Wow~~~" Harry and Ron opened their mouths wide, looking in disbelief at the magical animals running all over the mountain, as well as the mountain col covered in strange fog.

Looking far into the distance, you can also see a petal-like house made of tall elephant vines. That should be Neville's new cabin.

So all of a sudden, they thought of the small house they had just acquired. They were full of joy before, but now they suddenly felt that it didn't smell good.

"Your brother has a lot of magical animals!" Hermione glanced at Ron cautiously, "Maybe you can ask them to give you one as a new pet."

Ron shook his head, "They are going to give it to me this summer, but all their animals have long hair (this chapter is not finished yet!)

Fa, it looks like a pet that only girls would like, I don’t want it.”

"Come this way." Neville called them to follow.

After walking through a path filled with all kinds of strange flowers, everyone came to an open space in front of the new cabin.

Anton was holding a dagger with one hand and stroking the mammoth floating in the air with the other hand, thoughtfully discussing with George and Fred in a low voice, "There are countless ways for wizards to obtain the power of magical animals. I think the crazy witch's way

The most cruel, in order to gain vitality, she must be dealt with alive."

George frowned, "We have analyzed that the magic props made in this way are really difficult for us to accept."

Fred spread his hands and said, "This should be considered hypocrisy. Although the potion materials we use are actually obtained by killing magical animals, sometimes we even use a whole mouse or leech to add them directly."

Anton smacked his mouth, gestured with the dagger, and finally shook his head, "In this case, we don't use this method."

He smiled softly, "We have the freedom to choose the way we like." "I like that." George and Fred felt the same way.

"Hey, Ron, why are you here?" Anton looked back and greeted the three little ones with a smile.

Harry looked at the dagger in Anton's hand and swallowed, "I'm here to provide blood. Neville said you can find Sirius with this."

"Haha~"

Anton looked at him happily, "No, you are here. It is better to use the whole person as a medium for ritual magic. After all, Sirius is your godfather."

"Godfather?" Harry murmured this term he had never come across before with his eyes wide open. He was a little at a loss for a moment. All the messy thoughts before suddenly popped out of his mind and turned into countless little people in his mind.

It was bustling and noisy.

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Several little wizards roared, and when they saw Anton's eyes, they hurriedly ran further away.

"Hannah and Anna are researching a new type of aquatic flower, and you all are coming over. Come and help."

Anton rubbed his hands, walked to a piece of flat ground, looked around, and gently lifted his fingers.

The soil surged, and deep cracks one finger wide appeared on the ground, forming a complex ancient rune array.

Then, the snuff box floated in mid-air, and all kinds of strange things floated out.

The first is a large box of candles, which is the second most commonly used prop in ritual magic. (The most commonly used is blood, and the third is the mirror.)

George and Fred carried the box and expertly found the exact spot on the ground to insert it.

Then, there was a small piece of hair on a plate, and Anton handed it over casually.

Seeing that Harry and Ron looked hesitant and looked at the hair with some fear, Hermione rolled her eyes and reached out to catch it.

"Pa~"

Anton snapped his fingers, and a downward vertical cursor arrow appeared in the southwest corner of the formation, "You stand there holding Draco's hair!"

"Draco?" Hermione seemed to have seen something disgusting and almost threw away the entire plate.

Anton raised his eyebrows, "The knots in the hair represent the bond of kinship. Sirius is Draco's uncle. This is the hair of a member of the Black family who is closest to Sirius that I can find."

"Uncle!???" Harry's interest in Sirius, who he had yet to meet, suddenly dropped. He really couldn't believe how his father could become friends with Malfoy's uncle.

"Oh, don't use that tone." Anton spread his hands, "In fact, Harry, Ron, you are all related to Draco, Goyle and Crabbe."

"Walter!" Harry and Hermione stared wide-eyed, looking stunned.

Ron looked at everyone with a strange expression and nodded, "I don't want to say it, but yes.

"Actually, you don't have to worry so much. Pure-blood families like to find marriages with pure-blood families, especially the Black family, which likes to do this kind of thing." Anton continued to fiddle with things, put them on the plate, and handed them to Neville.

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"If you trace the roots, you will find that all the relatives can trace back to the Black family. This is a super awesome family." Anton rubbed his chin and clicked his tongue.

"For example, Harry, you and Draco both have a common ancestor, Doria Black."

"The most recent marriage was decades ago. Charlus Potter, a branch of the Potter family, married Dorea Black. It is said that they have a son."

"That should be your nearest blood relative." Anton shrugged, "Who knows, I didn't study the pure-blood family's genealogy carefully. It's too boring."

As he spoke, arrows of different colors appeared in various directions on the rune formation, and each arrow had a head of a light and shadow man.

"Okay, everyone holds their things and stands in their positions. Harry, stand in the middle circle."

Harry also wanted to ask Anton about the Potter family. He did not expect that there were other relatives of the Potter family in the world. Unfortunately, Anton seemed to be interested in this topic, so he could only keep his mouth shut.

.

"So~"

Anton took out his wand, walked slowly to the middle of the rune array, walked around Harry and began to recite ancient rune spells.

As his tone gradually became louder, the candle flame began to rise, as if all the surrounding light was being sucked into the candle flame. Everyone could see with the naked eye that everything around him became darker.

There is a vague mist surging, and strange lights of various colors flicker, but if you look carefully, you can only see a dark patch of darkness and candlelight.

"Harry, call your godfather's name, Sirius Black."

"Ah?" Harry was stunned for a moment and clenched his fists hard, "Okay, okay."

"He summoned up all his strength and shouted, "Sirius Black!"
To be continued...