Lord of the Nation: Mutated golden talent at the beginning

We get along well...

Sirius nodded thoughtfully when he heard this.

In other words, he has to do things with this young wizard in the last few days?

Lorne pushed open the wooden door that had been closed again, and walked in with Sirius.

It's noon, and it's a hot day in July, but when you walk inside, you feel like you're in winter.

"How do I feel that your people are looking at us wrong?"

Sirius surveyed the wizards around him and whispered in Lorne's ear.

It was obvious that the wizards didn't recognize him in their eyes.

"There's nothing to be confused about, after all, Tom has always been helping me with things. "

Lorne chuckled and described in words, he did speak just now, but he still felt very uncomfortable, so he switched back to words.

After all, the leaf had been in his mouth for nearly half a month.

"Then your relationship is really good!"

Seeing this, Sirius Black sighed a little.

It's like this friendship of mutual trust that makes him think of himself and Jaime involuntarily.

“..."

Lorne turned his head to look at him, looking a little strange.

I don't know if Tom will kill Sirius after knowing this.

If Senior Tom had a must-kill man, it wouldn't be Harry or Dumbledore, but Lorne Geralt.

"Lord Geralt. "

At this time, Morris, who had been busy, hurriedly walked over.

"What's Tom's plan for the near future?"

Lorne waved his wand, and blue writing appeared in midair.

Morris naturally knew about the fact that his master had been practicing Xi Animagus all along.

"Mr. Riddle is ready to gather these werewolves for an assault on Selwyn's manor in a few days. "

Morris said respectfully, completely ignoring Tom, who was darkened in the background.

After all, he has a clear priority.

"Werewolves?"

Sirius, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but muttered to himself, his eyes hidden in black robes as he looked at the wizards around him.

Looking at the number of about dozens of people, this is the werewolves of the entire Tumbledown Alley together?

How could these werewolves be so obedient?

Sirius's doubts grew thicker and thicker.

Could it be a wolf poison potion...

Even in Azkaban, he had a Xi of reading daily newspapers, so he naturally knew about the wolf poison potion that he had researched not long ago.

"Just do what Tom had planned. "

Lorne looked at the gloomy young man leaning back in his chair, a smile on his lips.

is worthy of Senior Tom, and he is really resurrected when he is resurrected.

I'm afraid that by the time I start school, the entire Tumbledown Alley will be mastered for most of it.

......

Three days later.

Inside Diagon Alley.

Wind chimes rang from the wooden door, and a white owl flew in, with several letters and an up-to-date Daily Prophet strapped to his feet.

The black dog lying on the ground looked up and went back to sleep on the carpet.

Considering that the Transfiguration might not last long, Lorne had Sirius take the form of Animagus and stay in the store.

There have been quite a few Auror raids in Tumbledown Alley recently, and some shops in Diagon Alley have even been implicated.

Lorne opened the envelope from Miss Granger, beautifully written with a message of longing, and a few photos of his travels.

Lorne put the photos in a nearby photo album, then picked up a quill and began his daily reply.

After stuffing the letter into the envelope, Lorne thought for a moment and picked up a blank piece of paper.

He remembered that 7.31 seemed to be Harry's birthday, and he happened to reply at the same time.

After writing the magical birthday card, Lorne walked over to Sirius, who was sleeping on the ground, and kicked him.

"Huh?"

The black dog looked up at Lorne suspiciously, wondering what he was doing.

"It's Harry Potter's birthday in a few days, don't you say that as godfather?"

No sooner had Lorne finished writing this sentence than Sirius changed back from his black dog state.

"Harry's birthday?!"

Sirius also remembered, and he quickly picked up the hood next to him and put it on, ready to turn around and go buy a birthday present.

As soon as one foot stepped out of the frame, he took it back.

"That's... Lend me some gold Galleons. "

Sirius whispered, a little embarrassed.

He'd been eating and drinking in the potion shop for the last few days, completely forgetting that he had just escaped from prison and was currently penniless.

"Don't worry, when I return to Black's ancestral home, I will pay you back double the gold Galleons immediately!"

He swore by it.

How do you feel like Sirius is a fraudster...

Lorne shook his head a little speechlessly, but threw him a bag of gold gallons.

There were about three or four hundred of them, enough for Sirius to buy a gift.

"Thanks!"

Taking the heavy purse, Sirius couldn't help but smile, his thick beard trembling with the smile.

Lorne sat behind the counter with one hand on his chin, watching the sneaky figure leave the potion shop, the corners of his mouth slightly curled.

Sirius was in much better shape than when he first met him.

The eyes that were originally full of tiredness and hatred disappeared, and even the demeanor did not have that gloomy and indifferent look.

Especially when he heard about Harry's birthday just now, his eyes were full of excitement and joy.

After being imprisoned in Azkaban for so many years, it is really rare to have such an emotion of joy.

Peter Pettigrew...

Thinking of the disgusting mouse, Lorne couldn't help but squint his pale blue eyes.

Probably around the end of the evening, Sirius finally returned.

He was still holding a new magic broom, the "Fire Crossbow Arrow", in his hand, and he still had an irrepressible smile on his face.

Sirius had heard from Lorne that Harry had joined Gryffindor's Quidditch team since he was in his first year, so he would love it when he got his newest broom!

Lorne looked at the broom and was slightly stunned for a moment.

This firebolt seems to have just been released recently...

Thinking of this, he set his eyes on Sirius.

"It's spent. "

Noticing Lorne's gaze, Sirius shrugged as he pulled out his empty purse.