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Fortunately, Voldemort thought that Wenxiu Lord had regained control again and lifted the blockade on his activities.

Wenxiu Lord easily left through the gate of Malfoy Manor.

As soon as he walked out of the door, the boy was poured down with heavy rain, and he was instantly soaked to the bone.

As his body temperature dropped rapidly, Wenxiu Lord became more worried about Sirius.

It was raining heavily and the wind was strong. The dense raindrops hit people at an angle, like sharp pebbles.

When Narcissa received the letter, Sirius had been out of the house for at least two hours. Even with his strong body, he certainly couldn't withstand such bad weather.

Wiping away the rain that blurred his vision, Wenxiu Lord forced himself to calm down and think. The magic power in his body was overflowing uncontrollably, searching for familiar magic fluctuations.

You will definitely not find anyone if you search aimlessly like this.

Malfoy Manor is located in Wiltshire and is shrouded in hidden spells such as the Muggle-Repelling Charm and the Powerful Confusion Charm.

Sirius couldn't even step foot in here alone.

But he knew where Malfoy Manor was and would definitely head in that direction.

London is at least 80 miles (257.495 mi) from Wiltshire.

In more than two hours, how far can a person go when he can't Apparate, doesn't have a portkey, and can't ride a broomstick?

The rapid loss of body temperature made Wenxiu Lord shiver with cold.

He tightened his wizard robe and found that it didn't seem to provide any warmth. Only the hood could barely block the rain.

After casting a heat-isolating spell and a warming spell on himself, Vincent Lord put on a hood and teleported directly to Grimmauld Place in London.

It was more than ten kilometers away, and he had to find Sirius.

Certainly possible.

Since he had nothing related to Sirius on him, Wenxiu Lord could only use the most stupid method to search.

Cold wind blew into the thin pajamas. Wenxiu Lord released the tremendous magic power in his body and spread it out, catching the clues that were washed away in the air.

at the same time.

In the deep rainy night, all the houses had closed their doors and windows, with only a little dim light peeking through the curtains.

Amid the lights of each home, a figure was running in the rain.

It’s called running, but in fact it’s more like walking with difficulty.

He walked for more than two hours without stopping. In such bad weather, only the obsession in his mind forced his body to rush in one direction.

He tried to summon the Knight Bus, but the result was obvious.

Even the Knight Bus was defeated by this bad weather.

In order to break the spell cast by Mr. and Mrs. Black, Sirius had very little magic power left.

He could only cast a temperature-isolating spell on himself, and couldn't even cast a warming spell.

But he couldn't just go back like this. Sirius knew he would go crazy if he couldn't see Wenxiu Lord.

At this moment, his face was pale, and his hairstyle, which was always carefully groomed, was completely flattened by the rain, sticking tightly to his cheeks, making him look extremely miserable.

The heavy breathing sound like a broken bellows was not even louder than the wind in the heavy rain. It felt like my lungs were bursting with pain, and wind and rain poured into my mouth.

On the left side of the road, the curtains on the second floor of a building were drawn.

The boy opened the curtains and saw Sirius walking with difficulty in the rain with his back hunched.

A loud thunderclap sounded in the sky, illuminating Sirius's paranoid red eyes.

The boy's eyes widened in fear and a sharp scream echoed throughout the building.

When the parents rushed over after hearing the noise, they saw their child slumped on the ground, covering his mouth, pointing out the window with a look of horror on his face.

The woman hugged the child and comforted him softly, but she was also very scared.

Recently they have been reading in the news or newspapers about families being attacked, and women are afraid that they and their families will be killed.

Seeing this, the man seemed to remember the news reports.

Secretly alert, the man picked up the baseball bat in the boy's bedroom, slowly walked to the window and opened the curtains.

The dark rainy night was like ink falling, swallowing up all the light.

With the help of the light from the house opposite, the man saw a figure moving slowly and stiffly disappearing into the shadows.

Wenxiu Lord stood on a deserted street. The whistling wind blocked his nose and he could only breathe through his mouth with difficulty.

This was the 13th short-range Teleport he had used.

The silver-haired boy felt the remaining magic power in his body and found that there was only half left.

This half will also be used to capture Sirius's magic traces.

The magic power around the body is spreading out, and the magic power in the body is decreasing at a speed that the body can perceive.

Can no longer use Disapparate.

Thinking of this, Wenxiu Lord stopped outputting magic power and rushed in the direction indicated by the trail.

The traces became more and more obvious. Wenxiu Lord realized this and was overjoyed.

Almost there, he was almost going to find Sirius.

The time is 2:46 am.

The wind swept the rain out of the clouds and even showed signs of getting stronger, and the thunder did not stop.

More than four hours had passed since Sirius left the Black mansion.

His brain was too heavy to think, and Sirius curled up in the rain, unable to move an inch.

It’s so cold, freezing cold.

Just like the old Black house where he had lived and grown up since he was born.

There was no warmth at all, and the smile was cold.

When did he find out? His parents always looked at him with consideration and estimation.

Probably when I was 4 years old.

Mr. and Mrs. Black took him and Regulus to attend a very important banquet.

At the banquet, the daughter of an important member of the International Confederation of Wizards took a fancy to Sirius and pointed at his nose and asked him to accompany her.

The little girl was pretty, but she looked arrogant and looked down on everyone.

Sirius didn't like her.

So he protested to his father and mother.

Mrs. Walburga Black did not give him any choice but nodded in agreement with a proper and elegant smile.

The little girl smiled smugly and kept buzzing behind him.

The noise made Sirius dizzy.

So he pushed her angrily.

For the first time, Sirius felt coldness from Mr. and Mrs. Black.

Those two gazes were like looking at unqualified products, without any emotion, only strong dissatisfaction and blame.

It was the first time, but not the last time, that the temperature in Sirius' world was rapidly draining away.

This was the beginning of his rebellion.

He began to disobey all the decisions made by the Black couple, from their hairstyle to their clothes, from their habits to the way they talked to people.

Every rebellion represents a temptation, and the result is self-evident.

The temperature in Sirius' world was cooling down with his rebellion.

In the end, Sirius sadly discovered that in the eyes of those two people, he could only be Black.

It was the eldest son of the Black family, and it couldn't just be Sirius.

From birth, he was a commodity, a commodity to continue the glory of the Black family.

The rain hit his body with a crackling sound. The wet cloth felt as heavy as a thousand pounds. Not only did it not provide any warmth, it also pulled Sirius towards the abyss.

The young man huddled up in the wind and rain with his arms folded, his clothes sticky with mud and water, and his body shivering from the cold.

With his 176cm body bent over, Sirius listened to the sound of wind and rain gradually fade away, and his consciousness began to fade away.

It feels like I'm completely abandoned by this world.