Sirius had certainly led an eventful life. He had been a delinquent at school, a fighter against the Dark Arts after graduation, a prisoner wrongfully convicted, and, after his release, the young master of a noble house.
But killing someone? He had genuinely never done that.
Even during their years fighting Voldemort, they had mostly just subdued and arrested Death Eaters. Crouch had proposed a temporary decree permitting the use of the Unforgivable Curses against Dark Wizards and Death Eaters, but it had applied only to Aurors in the line of duty and had been swiftly repealed after Voldemort fell.
Sirius had truly never killed anyone with his own hands.
Yet now Tris, whom he still regarded as a child, had casually announced that he had killed someone.
Tris glanced at Sirius and continued, "I also ran into a fellow called Fenrir Greyback just now. I remember seeing his wanted notice in the papers. A notorious character."
"Greyback!" At that name, Sirius's speechless shock abruptly gave way to a changed expression, his eyes brimming with murderous intent.
What Tris did not know was that Remus had been bitten by a werewolf as a child and become one himself. The culprit had been none other than Fenrir Greyback.
Remus's identity as a werewolf had yet to become public knowledge. Although Tris knew about it, they had never discussed the subject, so he did not know who Remus's enemy was.
"Yes, I killed him too." Tris nodded.
"Good riddance!" Sirius waved a hand in approval. "If I ran into him, I'd kill him too."
"All right, enough about that. Let's hurry on. I'm a little worried about my dad, Harry, and the others," Tris said.
"Right, right. Harry could be in danger." Sirius nodded hurriedly at that. "Something's wrong with this place.