Chapter 117: Darkness shrouds the Albanian jungle

    "What''s going on with your identity as the Successor of the Chamber of Secrets?"

    Sirius asked accusingly.

    "You knew already?"

    "It''s hard not to know that after I escaped from Azkaban prison, every Auror I met who was hunting me and you were talking about it. You are the heir of Slytherin, and you control a huge basilisk. It''s said that you used the Basilisk in the Hogwarts castle and caused a lot of trouble by attacking several Muggle wizards!"

    Because he was so happy with Cyrus, Sirius sometimes forgot that he was a prisoner imprisoned in Azkaban.

    Due to the unbreakable oath, he could not take the initiative to inquire about Cyrus''s deeds before, but now that the contract has ended, he can naturally ask about Cyrus''s experience.Ne/w novel chapters are published at novelhall.com

    "I don''t think you are that kind of person. Could it be that you were wronged like me?"

    "No, I am the culprit of the secret room attack, of course, only this time. The attack fifty years ago had nothing to do with me." Cyrus explained, "What''s wrong, regret helping me escape from Azkaban, Mr Black?"

    The events in the Chamber of Secrets are actually very complicated, especially for the Ministry of Magic. It is equivalent to the resurrection of the dead soul "Riddle" who disappeared fifty years ago. Although the Ministry of Magic had a trial with Cyrus, it concealed the "truth" about the attack fifty years ago.

    Therefore, many wizards know little about this matter. They only know that "Tom Riddle" released the basilisk and then became an insignificant and small part of Dumbledore''s many glorious glories.

    "The Snake King, who is more powerful than the Phoenix and can kill anyone just by looking into their eyes didn''t kill anyone. Do you really think I would be wary of you?" Sirius sarcastically said, "I only need to kill Peter Pettigrew and the rest—I don''t care. Whatever your reason was, it''s irrelevant!"

    "Okay, you can stay here for one night, I''ll leave first." Cyrus stood up.

    "Leave? Don''t you want to live here?"

    "Live here? With a grown-ass man like you?" Cyrus said with an expression that said, "Are you right?"

    Could it be that Sirius thought Cyrus was going to leave the beautiful Tonks in the Hog''s Head alone and live with him?

    Unless Cyrus is out of his mind.

    Just as he was about to open the door, the temperature in the air suddenly dropped, followed by the sound of hurried footsteps. Cyrus and Sirius immediately perked up.

    Sirius even threw the ribs in his hand to the ground, shrunk, and transformed back into the big black dog.

    "Dong dong dong——"

    There was a knock on the door.

    Sirius stared savagely at the Auror.

    "It doesn''t look like he''s easy to mess with." The Auror smiled and said goodbye to Cyrus. Rosmerta also walked upstairs in her shiny high heels.

    Cyrus closed the door.

    "You have to learn to control your emotions, Sirius."

    "Control my emotions?" Sirius looked ridiculous, "I was so blind! It''s my fault that I didn''t smell the disgusting stench of traitor emanating from him! Do you know? We also suspected Remus and thought he was not worthy of trust——"

    Cyrus listened quietly to his venting. After a long time, Sirius probably got tired or knew that no matter how angry he was, he wouldn''t be able to hurt a hair of Peter Pettigrew by rambling like this, so he slowly calmed down.

    Cyrus glanced out the window.

    Night enveloped Hogsmeade, and the sky was covered with dark clouds without any light, as if it was foreshadowing that something dark was about to return.

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    Night falls over the dark jungles of Albania.

    A shambling dark wizard walked out of the depths of the forest with a strange posture.

    If one looks carefully, it is not difficult to find that his eyes are dull and his figure is like a soulless puppet. There was a double image superimposed on his facial features.

    He was still holding an old newspaper from more than a month ago, in which Rita Skeeter wrote The Second Prison Breaker!" Is Azkaban really as safe as we think?

    This article occupied the front page of the newspaper and looked so dazzling!

    The body swayed and made an unimaginable, startled, and hoarse sound:

    "He has resurrected..."

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