Lord of the Nation: Mutated golden talent at the beginning

Tom's ability is still very strong.

Only half a month has passed, and the werewolves of the entire Tumbledown Alley have taken refuge in him.

Personality charm and other aspects are naturally needless to say.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have become the second Dark Lord.

Diagon Alley.

Akali's Potions Shop.

Lorne was sitting at the counter with his chin propped up in boredom, looking at Lockhart's biography on the table.

Next to him, there is a cup of herbal tea with a straw in it.

Since there are mandrake leaves in the mouth, you can only drink herbal tea with this straw.

Half a month or so has passed now, and Tom and Morris occasionally come to the store to report on the current situation, but they don't come often, because they usually live on the other side of Tumbledown Alley.

"Goo!"

With the call of an owl, the wooden door with wind chimes hanging in front of the Potion Shop was pushed open.

It was the owl that Lorne had bought with Hermione in his first year.

"Woo woo (hard work). "

Lorne pulled out a bag of owl food and placed it on a small plate.

It was originally for frog cubs, but just a few days ago, it went on a trip again.

The photos have not been sent to me until now.

Upon seeing the food on the plate, the white-feathered owl immediately threw the letters and daily newspapers on the counter in front of Lorne, and then hopped over to eat the food.

Lorne picked up the two envelopes on the table and looked at them, one from Dear Miss Granger, and the other from Fred.

He'd been writing and chatting with Hermione since he'd been on vacation.

After all, there are no telephones available on Diagon Alley.

Responding to Miss Hermione's thoughts with a quill, she turned to look at the envelope sent by the Weasley brothers.

The family had just returned from a trip to the other side of the pyramid and were now preparing to invite Lorne to the Burrow.

Writing the two letters in reply, Lorne handed them to the owl after breakfast.

As the wind chimes rang again, the owl left the potion shop with two letters.

Lorne took a sip of his black tea and glanced at the Daily Prophet that was sitting aside.

However, it was this glance that made him suddenly stunned.

[Sirius Black, the first Death Eater to escape from Azkaban, please stay safe with wizards!]

Sirius Black?

Lorne took the straw out of his mouth and looked at the issue of the newspaper carefully.

In the center of this issue of the newspaper is a man with a scruffy beard and messy hair.

He was holding a sign with his name on it, screaming, and several Aurors were stopping him.

Underneath this dynamic photo is about Sirius Black's life and what he did.

"Ever blew up an entire street with a demolition spell that led to the death of Peter Pettigrew the hero?"

Lorne whispered, and the mandrake almost fell out of his mouth.

He then threw the newspaper straight into the trash.

Lorne knew that Sirius Black had just been wronged, and that the real culprit had long since turned into a glossy rat.

Is this the consequence of the non-registration of the Animagus?

Lorne couldn't help but think.

If the Animagus had been registered, Sirius would probably not have been able to escape.

Lorne also had a rough guess about where Sirius could go.

Privet Road.

After all, Sirius was Harry's godfather!

Or - go check it out?

Lorne thought to himself as he thought about the mandrake.

It's been really boring in recent days, especially after resurrecting Tom.

I was expecting to spend a vacation in Tumbledown Alley, but Tom didn't expect to do everything directly.

It's really worthy of Senior Tom.

It is not for nothing that he can become Voldemort in the future.

What's more, he remembered that Sirius's main purpose in getting out of prison this time was to hunt down Peter Pettigrew.

Maybe try to get your hands on Sirius Black.

Lorne took a sip of black tea and had an idea in his mind.

————

Four days later on the night.

Surrey County, Little Whinging District, Privet Road.

Lorne stepped out of the cab with his dizzy head covered.

Maybe it was because he had been wearing the horse charm for too long, and it wasn't until he got into the taxi that he remembered that he was sick from the vehicle.

There was no way, Kamui's ability needed to have a specific spatial positioning, and his horse charm was handed over to Tom for safekeeping.

So I had to endure all the way.

Fortunately, the distance is not too far.

Lorne leaned against a street lamp and calmed his dizziness.

Then set his sights on this privet road.

The surrounding buildings are two-storey detached cottages, which are not as large as his residence.

On both sides of the neat street, two rows of dim street lamps illuminate the darkness around them.

Lorne even saw the two-story house at 4 Privet Road, where Harry currently lived.

But he didn't have time to go to Harry right now.

Opening the compass on his wrist, the pointer quickly pointed in a direction, and it was still changing positions.

It meant that what Lorne was looking for was nearby.

This is because if the distance is too far, the pointer will not change much if the object moves a short distance.

And swinging like this one means Sirius Black is nearby.

"Found you. "

Following the direction of the pointer, Lorne walked through a silent square.

By the time he reached a sewer, he noticed that the pointer on his wrist had begun to float wider.

In the sewers?

Lorne looked at the dark, dark waterway and pondered for a moment.

Has Sirius fallen to this point?

He couldn't help but laugh.

The scapegoat is hiding in the sewers, and the real culprit is carrying his reputation and becoming a rat to live freely.

It's really-

Pulling out the wand from his waist, Lorne slowly closed his eyes.

When he opened it again.

Those pale blue eyes had turned into a scarlet scythe kaleidoscope.