Hogwarts in the shadows

After a while, Draco also landed quietly beside Harry on his Thestral.

He slid down from his mount with one swift movement.

He also looked at the mansion not far away, which looked a little eerie even in the daytime.

Draco took out a scanner-like device from his arms and pointed the probe on the top at Riddle Mansion.

His fingers slid lightly over the instrument, and green dots of light flashed on the screen.

"As expected of Voldemort, he didn't even set up a protective or warning spell."

Draco sighed, but there was a hint of sarcasm in his tone.

Harry and Draco exchanged a look, no words needed.

They tacitly reactivated the stealth function of their combat uniforms.

They climbed carefully over the wall, avoiding the vines and weeds that grew wildly.

Silently entered the gloomy and terrifying mansion of Riddle Mansion.

Harry followed the route he remembered, along the dark corridor, and finally came to the basement.

Their actions went extremely smoothly and they did not encounter any obstacles.

This made Harry secretly relieved.

The candlelight in the basement flickered dimly, illuminating the cold stone walls around it.

In the corner there was a cage bound by heavy iron chains.

Imprisoned inside was a ragged man with a bloody face. It was Sirius Black.

He curled up in a corner, his eyes revealing endless despair.

Draco took out the magic props again and examined them carefully.

Make sure there are no traps or traces of magic.

It was just like an ordinary Muggle cell.

Then he reappeared.

Seeing this, Harry also cancelled his invisibility.

"No trace of magic," Draco confirmed.

Harry nodded, then looked towards Black in the cage.

When Blake heard the voice, he slowly raised his eyes and looked outside the cage.

He saw a face that looked so much like James Potter, standing outside the cell.

"James..." He stood up with difficulty.

He staggered towards the cell bars, his eyes fixed on Harry.

Harry looked serious.

He raised the wand in his hand and pointed the tip of the wand at Blake's forehead, "Clear your brain!"

Blake felt a buzzing in his head.

Then the chaotic consciousness receded like the tide, and clear thinking gradually returned.

His eyes gradually regained focus and he finally saw the person in front of him clearly.

Not James, but a young wizard.

But the scar on his forehead announced the identity of this man - James' son, Harry Potter.

Blake's skeleton-like body kept shaking.

He grasped the bars of the cell tightly with both hands, and said in a weak and hoarse voice: "Harry... why are you here?"

Harry stared at Black, saying nothing.

He pulled several vials of potion from his backpack, then reached through the bars, grasped Black's chin, and poured the potion down his throat.

Among them are potions to restore physical strength, potions to restore Polyjuice Potion, and truth serum.

Blake's face became visibly redder.

But his eyes suddenly became empty and his face became slack, as if his soul had been taken away.

"Black, can you hear me?" Harry's voice was a little excited.

Blake's eyelids trembled slightly, and then he responded mechanically: "I can hear you."

"Then please tell me the truth about the Potter family's secret keeper fifteen years ago."

Harry suppressed his excitement and tried to speak more clearly.

Blake's body trembled slightly a few times.

Then, in a flat and indifferent voice, he recounted the true situation at that time.

Harry's body was shaking, and he gripped the bars of the cell tightly. "Everything you said is true."

Blake replied automatically, "Yes."

"Sirius!" Harry's voice was full of excitement and relief.

With an eager flick of his wand he untied the chains of the cage.

He rushed into the cage and hugged Blake tightly.

At this moment, a cold laugh suddenly echoed in the empty basement.

"Oh, what a touching scene." Voldemort's voice came slowly from the shadows.

Harry turned around and saw Voldemort in his black robes, his face twisted and evil.

There was a cold light flashing in those blood-red eyes.

"You didn't go to the duel," Harry said automatically.

But he immediately realized that this was a trap.

"It seems that you know a lot, Harry."

There was a hint of teasing in Voldemort's tone.

"But do you think what you saw is the truth?"

Harry pointed the wand steadily at Voldemort, "At least, Sirius is real."

Voldemort frowned slightly, he was not happy with Harry's attitude towards him.

But he was not in a hurry to do it, because he always liked to play with his prey before killing it.

His gaze turned to the side and landed on the boy with platinum blond hair.

"Draco Malfoy, is your father Lucius okay?"

Draco bowed gracefully. "My father is doing well, and he often mentions you."

"Oh, what did the traitor say?" Voldemort's eyes flashed red.

"He said! Fortunately, he turned to the good, otherwise he would be like you, a stray dog." Draco said sarcastically without any fear.

Voldemort instantly fell into rage. He waved his wand rapidly and shouted loudly.

"Avada Kedavra!"

A green light cut through the air and headed straight for Draco.

"Oolong comes out of the hole!"

Draco knew the effect of his taunting, so he chanted the spell almost at the same time as Voldemort.

The green light was instantly swallowed by a giant black snake that suddenly appeared.

Harry took advantage of this opportunity to quickly put Black into his small bag.

Then he left the cage and joined the battle against Voldemort.

With Harry joining in, the scene became a little weird.

Draco's plan originally consisted of several parts.

They had made specific plans for the possibility of encountering Voldemort.

Use Shadow Soldiers to attract Voldemort's attention.

Draco activated the protective mark and fled with Harry.

but……

As Harry yelled "Expelliarmus!"

Voldemort also shouted: "Avada Kedavra!"

A beam of green light shot out from Voldemort's wand.

At the same time, a red light burst out from Harry's wand.

The two beams collided in the air, producing intense sparks.

Harry's wand suddenly vibrated violently as if it had been hit by electricity.

He held it tightly, unable to let go even if he wanted to.

A dazzling beam of light connected the two wands.

It is neither red nor green, but a brilliant gold.

The wand in Voldemort's hand was also shaking constantly.