Hogwarts, this professor is too stable.

Violent emotions impacted Moqil's consciousness, and he felt hazy, as if a hand wanted to break through the fog and hold him.

He knew that it was just a little bit closer. It was really just that little bit of distance and the final kick.

But Mochir now simply has no energy to pay attention to this, to pay attention to the original and most important purpose of his coming "here".

Die, die, die!

Hogwarts... Mochir, who was lying on the window sash, had two lines of clear tears flowing from the corners of his eyes. As if he was sleepwalking, his arm mechanically took out the wand and pointed it at his head.

……

Godric's Hollow.

The rumble of motorcycles came from the sky.

Sirius numbly looked up at the source of the sound, where there was also a glimmer of light.

He knew that it was the motorcycle he lent to Hagrid. If Hagrid came, Dumbledore should be arriving too...

Sirius finally put down the wand in his hand, his numb eyes became fierce, he couldn't die now, there were still things he needed to do - he wanted revenge! !

With this in mind, Sirius took off his coat and gently wrapped the baby that Lily had protected in her arms until her death. This was the continuation of James' bloodline, his own godson, and the sleeping baby had no idea about this night. What happened, only the lightning-shaped scar on his forehead still retained some memories. Harry's existence lit up Sirius's hope of life.

The big black dog left a trail of big feet on the muddy ground and disappeared into the night again.

The motorcycle landed with a rumble behind him, followed by Hagrid's faint cry.

When things came to this point, Sirius understood that he had become the only person who knew the truth. Apart from him, even Dumbledore didn't know that Peter had betrayed James, but it didn't matter. He remembered Peter's He remembered the smell clearly, whether it was the short, fat bald boy or the big gray mouse.

……

It was already a few months later when the crazy black dog with its sharp teeth and long saliva flowing from the corner of its mouth cornered the gray mouse.

The Dark Lord fell, and everyone was immersed in excitement and joy.

The Aurors and strikers of the Ministry of Magic are enjoying the results of their battles. They are arresting the Dark Lord's forces everywhere. These are the capital for their future advancement.

Countless wizards walked out of their homes and violated the International Statute of Secrecy without any scruples. The Minister of Magic, Ms. Millicent Barnold, was the first to bear the brunt. She summoned a grand meteor shower in the sky.

It is the inalienable right of all people to celebrate.

But in Sirius's opinion, this is more like an extreme irony. If victory requires sacrificing James and Lily, then he would rather not have such a victory!

"Sirius, Sirius, what can I do? The Dark Lord... you don't know... you can't imagine his weapons... I was scared at the time, Sirius, I have been without you and Lupin, And James is so brave. I never did it on purpose... He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named forced me to... He... He interfered in everything! What's the benefit of... refusing him? You don't understand ! He will kill me, Sirius!" Peter Pettigrew returned to his human form. He groveled and knelt on the ground, humbly begging for the forgiveness of the person in front of him.

"Shut up!" Hysterical roars resounded throughout the alleyway. Sirius rushed over and kicked Peter Pettigrew to the ground. His eyes were red and his emotions were on the verge of collapse.

"Look, you're always like this." Peter Pettigrew, who was being stepped on the ground, showed a weird smile, "Sirius, you were like this when you were in school. When you were crazy, you could always be caught by others. Chance."

Sirius raised his head sharply, and only then did he notice the green light shining on the surrounding walls.

His eyes widened. Peter was crawling on the wall just now, preparing to activate some kind of magic!

"Let's die together, Sirius. I betrayed James. Now the Dark Lord has fallen. I have nothing left. Sirius, let's go find James together!"

After saying that, Peter Pettigrew waved his wand tremblingly, and the green light became more dazzling. Even the Ministry of Magic a few streets away noticed this scene.

This is - an extremely strong smell of black magic!

"Is it another blind Death Eater wreaking havoc?"

Dozens of Aurors were rushing towards this side.

rumbling...

Earth-shattering explosions exploded in the streets of London.

A few Muggles who walked into the alley to watch the excitement were immediately blown to pieces, while people further away were knocked to the ground by the scorching air waves before they even knew what was happening.

When the Aurors arrived, they found Sirius standing among the dead bodies, laughing wildly.

Not far away from him, there was a severed finger - it was a hero in the wizarding world, enough to receive the Order of Merlin First Class, the hero who chased Sirius, "the only remaining body" of Peter Pettigrew.

Sirius was crazy.

Mochir even felt that he could no longer resist this crazy emotion.

The shock of James Potter's death and the truth was enough to knock Sirius' soul out of his body.

This wound will continue to bleed with blood and will not heal until the day he dies.

Sirius died on this day!

……

Moqil suddenly jumped up from the bed, and the alchemy tools placed around him were warning wildly. This meant that he had been extremely seriously injured, and this damage went straight to his soul. At this moment, even the magic power was violent and chaotic. state.

He was hunched over like a shrimp, breathing heavily.

If the negative emotions accumulated in the heart are not channeled correctly, they will corrode the spirit and body, grow moldy and poisonous weeds, and turn a normal person into a monster.

Mochir's appearance is still the same as before, but his soul has long been different.

The normally steady Muggle Studies professor seemed to have gone crazy. He would never reveal his true inner thoughts to others, but at this moment he was tearing up the corners of his mouth and laughing wildly.

It seemed that the effect of the Spiritual Fortune Elixir had not yet worn off. Faintly, Mochir felt a trace of cold breath flowing through his brain.

But he still couldn't control it. His red eyes were about to explode, and the dense blood vessels gathered in the corners of his eyes. He laughed until his mouth was about to burst. The expression on his face made people feel weird and eerie.

That creepy laughter wandered around the room like a demon.

Chaos, death, despair, all these are what Sirius wants in the end. All this is for complete destruction - to destroy himself!