If Vincent missed his shot or the bullet was blocked, Sirius would never show mercy.
Harry felt powerless as never before.
Not when I was a child when I was treated almost like child abuse by my aunt and uncle, nor when I was choked by Lockhart last year.
Now facing the enemy...
"Harry, Harry-" Ron shook his shoulders gently, "What's wrong with you?"
Harry's eyes regained their luster, and he forced out a bitter smile, "I'm fine, Ron."
Xiao Hei came to him and gently touched his clenched little hand with his nose.
Harry squatted down and touched its big head, "Little Black..."
There is a saying in the Muggle world: Dogs are man’s most loyal friends.
They can understand human facial expressions and make different actions.
When you are happy, come over and rejoice together; when you are sad, lean over and give you comfort.
Even though he is a stray dog, Xiaohei is a good and kind dog.
Although it's only good for Harry.
Hermione suddenly smelled a sour smell.
No need to think about it, it must be from Vincent.
With a slight smile on her face, she quietly leaned next to him,
"Don't be unhappy, you still have Gu Gu."
When this was mentioned, Vincent became even more unhappy.
If you ask him to shovel poop all day long, he will make a fuss if he is not fed a meal.
Sure enough, he is still too kind.
If it had been anyone else, they would have cooked, steamed, stir-fried, stewed and deep-fried.
However, Xiao Hei and Harry get along so harmoniously, and there is really no reason to continue to be secretly entangled.
Alas - since you can't get it, let's grant it to them.
Vincent looked away completely.
Since we don't have to train tonight, we can just go and visit Jomgander.
"Do you want to come together?"
Hermione and Harry had no objection, Ron just hesitated.
After taking a few steps, Xiao Hei suddenly rushed forward.
It slowed down and always walked ahead of Harry.
All four of them understood that they were protecting the Lord.
Xiao Hei has been wandering outside for so long, and finally found a master worthy of loyalty.
Vincent had a sour nose this time.
When he first met Blackie in the Hogsmeade cave, there was no part of his body without wounds.
He was reduced to skin and bones, with a big gash cut out of his front paw, and the hair mixed with blood scabs and pus was stuck into clumps...
He was really happy for Xiao Hei now.
Harry's character is trustworthy and he will definitely live a happy life.
Hermione saw Vincent rubbing the tip of his nose and the corners of his mouth raised slightly unconsciously.
Be kind-hearted, learn well, be cautious and loving in your actions.
She always glanced at it intentionally or unintentionally, and seemed to be in a good mood.
The Quidditch pitch is very close to the Forbidden Forest, only about 10 minutes away in total.
It had been a long time since Harry and Ron had seen Jom Gander. If it hadn't been for the sound of the steam engine, they would have thought that the thing that came out of the hole was the Hogwarts Express.
Everyone looked at Vincent in unison.
There is no animal that has been fed by his hands that is not fat.
"Ahem - I just don't think they've had enough to eat."
There is a kind of hunger, which is when Vincent thinks you are hungry.
"G-" Harry's stomach growled.
After training for so long, dinner has already been digested.
Vincent skillfully set up the barbecue grill and took out the marinated meat and fresh vegetables from the suitcase.
"Gu——" Ron's eyes widened.
The preparations were quite thorough, and they were even strung together with bamboo skewers. This is not a bad thing unless you are fat.
The chicken wings dipped in black pepper had just been put on the rack to bake, and Hermione's stomach growled unsatisfactorily.
She stepped forward as if nothing was wrong and said, "Let me help."
Harry and Ron stared at each other blankly.
On Vincent's birthday last year, although the food she baked was edible, it was still far from delicious.
I just saw two people working together, one was putting the meat skewers, and the other was using a brush to apply the sauce evenly. The aroma wafting out was very attractive, so the taste shouldn't be too bad.
"Hiss--" Jomgand spat out the snake letter, curled up his body and waited expectantly.
Xiao Hei also lay down.
It seems that the food quality is guaranteed.
Harry and Ron sat down peacefully, like two cute pets waiting for delicious food, with tears of disappointment flowing from the corners of their mouths.
Soon, the first batch of barbecue will be ready.
Jomgander opened his mouth and finished the meal in one go, looking a little unsatisfied.
Seeing its performance, Ron took a bite of a large piece of beef fillet without caring about it.
Charred on the outside and tender on the inside, the heat is well controlled.
The marinade is delicious and the sauce is spread evenly.
Unexpectedly, in just over a year, Hermione's barbecue skills have improved to this extent.
One bite, two bites, three bites, finished.
Harry and Xiao Hei finished eating in just a few clicks.
This amount is definitely not enough, but fortunately there is a lot of stock in the suitcase.
Harry and Ron were embarrassed to sit still.
Hermione started her little barbecue class.
“If your eyes see it as cooked, it may not necessarily mean that it’s cooked on the inside…”
Under her guidance, both of their works were able to get a passing grade.
By the end of the class, there were already a lot of skewers.
The four of them sat down and tasted it carefully, feeding the two cute pets from time to time.
Jomgand welcomes everyone, but Blackie is particularly picky and will only eat what Harry gives it, even if the taste is much different.
Vincent joked: "Oh, it turns out I am so unpopular..."
Xiao Hei tilted his head and glanced at him, as if to express some emotion.
It felt like I agreed with what he just said, but Xiao Hei was just an ordinary Scottish deerhound.
Although it was a bit naughty, Vincent didn't care about it. On the contrary, he was quite happy.
The world of a dog is very simple, and it will be good to anyone who treats it well.
It's enough that Xiao Hei is willing to step out of the shadows of the past and show kindness to others.
Vincent handed the kebab in his hand to Jomgander, "Harry, you must come and see them more."
"I will."
Jomgand took off all the meat in one bite, chewed it twice symbolically, and then swallowed it.
"Hiss——"
"I know." Vincent grabbed a handful of skewers and handed them over.
Although it was not the first time, Harry and Ron still felt it was amazing.
Being able to communicate with a basilisk without speaking Parseltongue is something even Newt Scamander, the author of "Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them", probably couldn't do.
Harry's mood became depressed when he remembered that he knew Parseltongue.
He is one of Voldemort's Horcruxes. Although Dumbledore said there is a way to completely solve it, the most effective way to kill the soul fragments is to destroy the container.
It's not that he doesn't have confidence in Dumbledore, it's that he doesn't have confidence in himself.
I have been studying Occlumency for almost a year without any results, and just trying to calm myself down is the limit.
"What's wrong?" Vincent noticed something strange about him, "Harry, what's on your mind?"