Tracking Through the Forbidden Forest

"Ron, Neville, you..."

Harry looked at his two good brothers with emotion, and for a moment he choked up.

As for what Ron said, it seems to be somewhat inconsistent with reality?

Don't worry about those details.

Three people, wearing Invisibility Cloak, walked across the dark, deserted grass.

"Harry, tell me, what kind of Black is Black plotting?"

Ron's voice sounded trembling.

Despite his impassioned and righteous speech, as if he were willing to risk his life for his friend, he was actually terrified inside, his legs trembling.

Neville, who remained silent throughout, appeared to be a composed and dignified general, but he was actually not as good as Ron.

He was so nervous that he couldn't even speak.

"I don't know. But whatever his intentions, he could never have imagined that we would possess such a powerful magical item as the Marauder's Map!"

Unlike his two friends, Harry seemed quite confident.

He believed that the three of them would definitely be able to defeat Black.

No! We must defeat them!

"Oh no, Black's gone! Could he have found us?"

Ron, who was in charge of monitoring the Marauder's Map, suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

"Impossible! We're still far from the Forbidden Forest, not to mention we're wearing Invisibility Cloak. There's no way Black could have found us!"

Harry dismissed Ron's guess.

Harry had blind confidence in the Invisibility Cloak that his father had left him.

As long as he wears this Invisibility Cloak, no one can ever find him.

How did Black disappear?

"Harry asked."

"Black suddenly moved into the Forbidden Forest and then disappeared!"

Ron explained.

"Black must have run out of the Marauder's Map's display area."

Harry offered his own judgment.

In fact, it's not hard to guess.

"Don't panic, Black can't possibly find us. We need to speed things up; maybe we can still find traces of Black."

Ignoring the risk of exposure, the three people sped off towards the Forbidden Forest.

Standing breathlessly outside the Forbidden Forest, Harry and the other two felt a little uneasy looking at the gloomy, dark Forbidden Forest before them.

They entered the Forbidden Forest twice. Neither of those times left them with any pleasant memories.

"We can't hesitate any longer! If this continues, Black will get far away!"

In the end, it was Harry's anger and murderous intent that overcame his fear of the Forbidden Forest.

With a determined stride, Harry was the first to enter the Forbidden Forest.

Hey! Look over there!

Neville quickly made a discovery at the spot where Black had been standing.

"Keep your voice down, Neville! Black might be nearby!"

Ron glared angrily at Neville.

Neville's shout just now startled him so much that he almost kicked him.

Neville quickly covered his mouth.

He looked around nervously, afraid that Black would burst out of the shadows of the woods at any moment.

The three men walked to the spot where Neville had found the traces.

"This is the trace you found? Please, Black is human, he doesn't have sharp claws."

Looking at the claw marks on the tree roots, Ron couldn't help but complain.

He suspected that Neville was terrified and saw everything as Black.

"No, Ron, this is very likely a trace left by Black!"

Surprisingly, Harry agreed with Neville's point of view.

"Huh? Harry, I know you really want to find Black, but..."

"I'm perfectly clear-headed, Ron. Do you remember? Hagrid once said that there are no dangerous animals outside the Forbidden Forest."

Harry ran his hand along the edge of the claw marks and continued his analysis.

"An animal with such sharp claws can hardly be considered safe."

Previously, during Halloween, Black attempted to sneak into the Gryffindor Common Room, but he failed.

That failure also made the professors more vigilant.

So he brought in dangerous Magical Animals, hoping they would distract the professors so he could take the opportunity to kill me!

Harry's analysis was well-reasoned and supported by evidence.

However, Ron had a different opinion.

"Please, Harry. You should know that Hagrid's standard of being harmless is completely different from that of ordinary people."

As he spoke, Ron waved his right hand.

When he was in first grade, his hand was bitten hard by Hagrid, that so-called little cutie and good baby, and it swelled up to the size of his head.

Even now, recalling it still makes Ron feel uncomfortable.

After such a painful realization, Ron now listens to Hagrid's words in reverse.

"But there are no signs of a struggle here, which means the animal didn't attack Black. Isn't that strange? And most importantly, we have no other choice now!"

After saying that, Harry bent down and started searching.

Soon, he found another shallow claw mark on the ground not far away.

"Harry, even if your deduction is correct, wouldn't that mean Black has another dangerous Magical Animals as an ally?"

"We're already struggling to deal with Black; if we add a Magical Animals to the mix, how could we possibly handle it?"

Ron started to have second thoughts.

Perhaps if they return to Hogwarts now and report to the professors, it might still be in time?

"I'm not going back, Ron!"

On the bright side, Magical Animals aren't so easy to tame. Maybe after we ambushed Black, we'll end up with an extra ally?

A large black dog walked unsteadily through the Forbidden Forest.

Suddenly, a tree root tripped it.

The big dog fell to the ground and struggled for a long time but couldn't get up.

After lying on the ground panting for a while, the big dog's body suddenly began to stretch.

With its fur gone and fangs shrunken, the large black dog quickly transformed into a tall, thin wizard.

Her long, unkempt hair was disheveled and reached her elbows, and it was hard to tell how long it had been since she had a haircut. Her tattered robe was covered in stains and reeked of a pungent, rancid smell.

With sunken eyes and waxy white skin, he looked like a skeleton wrapped in human skin.

This wizard was none other than Sirius Black, currently the Ministry of Ministry of Magic's most Wanted Criminal.

With trembling hands, Black pulled several suspicious black objects from the pocket of his robe.

Black struggled to chew the food he had scavenged from the garbage dump, fighting to keep himself from vomiting. This was his last bit of food.

He came to the Forbidden Forest tonight partly to catch a glimpse of Harry from afar, and partly to catch a few small animals to replenish his energy.

The scraps of food given to him by kind-hearted people, and the rotten food he scavenged from the garbage dump, were simply not enough to sustain his life.

Not to mention, he also needs to conserve his energy to achieve his goal.

He was willing to endure any hardship as long as he could kill that person and complete his revenge!

Suddenly, Black's ears twitched; he heard the sound of bushes rubbing together.

He sniffed hard with his nose.

Because he has maintained his Animagus Transfiguration for many years, his sense of smell is still very sensitive even in human form.