HP: By the lake of Snake Garden, flowers bloom on the other side

How could a little girl like her have such confidence to say such a thing?

Sirius didn't believe that the girl in front of him could do what she said, and he only asked to keep her when she was about to go out, just for Harry's sake.

He suppressed his anxiety and asked her, "Little girl, can you tell me now why you said Harry won't survive this year? I have sworn as you said."

"Then..." Lycoris was not in a hurry, deliberately prolonging her voice to tease him, "It's a long story."

Then the girl raised her beech wand and cast a spell to close the door.

The door closed with a bang, blocking the wind and snow from outside and behind the girl.

What I want to say next must be kept absolutely confidential, and no one or animal can hear it.

After Licoris closed the door, she pointed the tip of her wand at Fang and cast a sleeping spell.

Watching Yaya fall into a deep sleep, Licoris casually recited various magic spells to block interference.

"You and I, Sirius, are the only two people here now," Lycoris said. "It's quite safe. If you want to know the secret, you have to pay the price."

"I've already sworn an oath!" Sirius said.

"No," Licoris shook her head, and spoke calmly even after being refuted, "The oath is an inevitable condition for you to pay for hearing this secret, not a price."

"Okay," Sirius sighed helplessly, "Tell me, what do you want from me?"

Sirius had no idea what else he had in him that was worthy of being kept secret.

As a person who has been separated from her family and stayed in Azkaban for more than ten years, what else can she think of that can make her plan so hard.

Even after being hung upside down for so long, Sirius thought clearly that she had been teasing herself just now.

She had long known that she was hiding in this forbidden forest hut.

He deliberately pretended not to recognize himself when he came in, and made fun of himself as a kindred spirit of Yaya.

I have never seen her.

Judging from her age, she should be about the same age as Harry. Why would she treat herself like this?

Judging from the tone of her voice, she did not regard herself as a murderer in Azkaban.

She... seems to hate herself?

This girl was so young and so scheming. I had never seen such a child.

Sirius couldn't help but forget her age and treat this girl as an adult equal to himself.

"I want you to promise three things."

Licolis likes the numbers thirteen and seven very much, but many people don't like thirteen, but seven is liked by many people.

Licolis was thinking that if she asked the other party to promise her thirteen or seven things, he probably wouldn't agree.

There are too many, and I can only barely mention three things.

"The first thing I want to do is take something from you." Lycoris spoke and gestured with her index finger.

"The same thing?" Sirius' first thought was that she wanted her own life.

After all, apart from this life, I have nothing.

"Do you think I want your life? Or your organs?" Licoris sneered, "What's your life worth? What's the use of me asking for it?"

If there were any Slytherin students present, they would have seen that Lycoris now sounded more like the headmaster teaching Potions.

"Then what do you want?" Sirius was relieved to hear what she said.

"I want a piece of your memory." Licoris wanted to give the savior a gift, a gift that would be unforgettable for a lifetime.

"What memory?" Sirius frowned, why was the thing she wanted so strange?

"You don't need to worry about what memories I want. As long as you relax and think about your life when you were studying at Hogwarts, it's enough." Lycoris said, "What I want is just the memories of your student days. Compared with The secret you want to know from me is a bargain.”

"If you say that, it won't work if I don't agree?" Sirius didn't know why she was so sure that she would agree, so he wanted to see what the secret was.

"Of course you don't have to agree. After all, our transaction has not officially started yet." Licoris will not have only one plan.

There are many ways to kill Peter Pettigrew.

I just weighed the pros and cons and chose a way that is good for you and me.

He doesn't have to get blood on his hands, and dad won't worry about it. There is no need to kill someone yourself, it is not very ethical after all. There is no need to think of alibi evidence, which is extremely troublesome.

If it doesn't work, Licoris doesn't mind doing it herself.

After all, Shen Feng Wuying has only been tested on mice and rabbits, not humans.

"Okay." Sirius agreed.

He looked at the girl, thinking about things when he was studying at Hogwarts.

Each of these long-standing events provided support for him to survive in the dark and cold place of Azkaban.

I will think about James and Lupin over and over again.

At that time, when I closed my eyes, I was filled with the laughter of James and Lily when they got married. When they gave birth to Harry, they happily held the baby and said to themselves, son, this is your godfather.

Harry looked at himself with his beautiful green eyes and smiled at himself.

Sirius was immersed in memories. He not only recalled what happened when he first attended Hogwarts, but also recalled the love between James and Lily, and that death.

A tear condensed in the corner of the man's eye. Licoris took out her bottle and caught his tears.

"Okay, let's talk about the second thing now." Licoris didn't have time to let him get lost in memories and care about his mood when he looked back on the past.

He didn't want to sleep in Hagrid's hut. He missed his own fragrant and soft bed.

"What's the second thing?" Sirius urged, feeling that this little girl really had no sympathy.

He didn't even know how to describe his current mood. He was sad but wanted to laugh at the same time.

Licoris said, "Oh! This is easier. You don't have to worry about it. I just want some of your blood."

"Wizard's blood cannot be given to others casually. Didn't your Potions Professor teach you that?" Sirius Black said, "As far as I know, he should be the Head of Slytherin."

"So you don't want to give it?" Licoris shrugged, "I'm leaving now, good night, Mr. Black."

Licoris turned around decisively and left with determination.

"Give! Give! Give!" Sirius felt that he had really fallen on this little girl.

Neither patient nor unreasonable at all.

Licoris took out a large 500 ml bottle.

Sirius' eyes widened.

What is she going to do?

Want to bleed yourself to death?