A Professor of Magic at Hogwarts

Chapter 279: Grimmauld Square

"I will appear before him, I will go myself, but not today, and still the same words—I don't believe you," Black spread his hands, "I don't know if you might hand me over to the Ministry through Snape's connections, I dare not gamble."

"Your meaning is—if I haven't misunderstood, you don't believe me, yet you want me to tell Dumbledore about the news regarding Pettigrew, to clear your name? Don't you find your logic quite peculiar?" Felix asked with a hint of amusement.

"Ha~ Clear my name? That topic is far from my concern; I have my methods, a second plan, you understand? I don't trust you, but I'm not worried you'll divulge information, because Snape is also Pettigrew's enemy, provided he knows the truth. You can discuss this with him."

Felix fell silent. Peter had escaped, and according to Lupin's words, he was likely hiding near Hogwarts, closely monitoring the situation's progress, but no one could catch a rat.

Moreover, the Secret Keeper... the Potters had unexpectedly changed the Secret Keeper for their safehouse, even Dumbledore wasn't aware of it. This is why everyone firmly believed Black was the traitor. The biggest mystery was now unraveled.

The next step was to wrap things up, to secretly hand over Sirius Black to Dumbledore and let him worry about it.

As for Black's unwillingness... stunning him was a good choice. He could extract a bit of his blood while at it, breaking the enchantments of Grimmauld Square No. 12.

Felix raised his head. "I insist on going with you." He raised his wand, a delicate Stunning Spell flew out. Since Black wasn't a traitor, this level of power was sufficient.

But what surprised him was that Black actually blocked his magic.

Black stepped back several paces, retrieving a wand from behind him, and looked at Felix with a triumphant grin. "You see, I told you..." The next moment, his entire body twisted into smoke—

Apparition!

A second wand!

In an instant, Felix understood everything. He disappeared from the original spot at a faster speed and reappeared in front of Black in the blink of an eye. He reached into the smoke, he could even see Black's surprised face as it transformed.

The next second, both of them vanished simultaneously.

Space changed and twisted. Felix stumbled out; he had followed Black's Apparition, unable to control the destination. Before him was an unfamiliar slope, trees growing oddly, black stones scattered around.

In the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a pitch-black opening, was it the den of some creature where Black had hidden? He oriented himself; this should still be the Forbidden Forest, only far deeper, perhaps closer to the other side.

Black rolled on the ground twice, but he didn't bother to look around. The instant he regained consciousness, he used Apparition once again. If it was twice, then that dreadful person wouldn't be able to catch up, right?

He could hardly believe that such a person existed, someone who could intrude the moment someone else Apparated, achieving an almost simultaneous Disapparition...

His body began to twist into a mass of smoke. He knew he had succeeded, which was incredibly rare. Using this magic repeatedly placed a tremendous burden on him, and he was far from his optimal condition right now.

However, what made his scalp tingle was the feeling of a hand gripping his throat. He opened his eyes, surrounded by hazy mist, scenery flashing by rapidly. But he knew, the speed of Apparition had been forcibly reduced.

He saw Felix's calm gaze; their eyes locked. Black understood his meaning: You can't escape!

The next moment, Black was flung out. His stomach churned, almost causing him to retch, but he immediately forced himself to use Apparition for the third time.

This time, he was nearly exhausted. A corner of his tattered robe was sliced silently, a sharp pain in his forehead, warm liquid covering his eyes. Splitting, this was splitting...

Apparition concluded; his vision turned pitch-black. He couldn't help but pray, it must work.

Then he heard a familiar voice, "Why did you think of coming here? Can't forget even after so many years?"

Black rolled over and sat up, wiping his eyes. Through blood-red eyes, he found himself surrounded by a Muggle community. Everything here was both familiar and strange. He hadn't been back here since he left at sixteen.

This was Grimmauld Square, the old Black residence was hidden here.

Black got up from the ground, touched his forehead, blood stains between his fingers. He had indeed split, but it wasn't severe, he hadn't lost limbs or been anchored to the spot.

The young man opposite him observed him, showing no intention of attacking. Did he want me to surrender voluntarily?

Dream on! He had just come up with a good idea.

Black swung his wand, curses mixed with bursts of crimson flames flew out. He shouted, "Crucio!"

Felix's heart skipped a beat, slowing down his attack. An ugly, aged house-elf suddenly appeared beside Sirius Black. "Take me in!" Black commanded, launching a forceful offensive, but the occasional retaliation from the opposite side had already weighed him down.

Kreacher stood by Black's side, incessantly muttering, "The young master is a detestable, ungrateful scoundrel, breaking his mother's heart. He disappeared for over a decade, returning with powerful enemies, failing to fulfill the slightest responsibility—"

"Shut up, Kreacher! Can't I enjoy this victory for a moment?"

...

Grimmauld Square. Felix walked to where Sirius Black had disappeared, crouching down, and picked up a drop of blood from the ground.

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