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Chapter 483 Got you?
Chapter 483 Got you?
"Pat-pat-pat"
While Harry and Cedric were experiencing their surprise, Miss Loila Hamilton had only just entered the maze.
Although she could use Apparition within the maze, Loila had no choice but to search for Sirius within it because she didn't know Sirius's location.
She arrived at the location where Sirius had been found, but unfortunately, he seemed to have already left.
Putting aside his character, this guy is incredibly fast at running away—in Roy's memory, not counting this time, she's already seen Sirius twice, and she failed to catch him both times.
You're quite the runner—maybe I could learn a thing or two from him? After all, I might need his help in a few days.
However, since Mr. Stöger has already left, this matter may no longer have any impact on him.
"Clatter".
"Huh?"
Loila was wandering through the maze, lost in thought, when she accidentally stepped into a trap.
If I remember correctly—this should be a wall!
The rumbling sound made Loila quickly raise her wand and flick it, blocking the wall that was slowly closing in from the side.
"Ugh————"
Carefully stepping out of the trap area, Luo Yi quickly patted her face.
This is a maze I designed myself—how could I still fall into it?
I can't let my mind wander anymore. Sirius is still in the maze. It would be too embarrassing if he saw me fall into a trap or something, right?
As for being injured by Sirius Black—that's not on Loira's mind for now. She's fairly confident in her own abilities; dealing with an Azkaban fugitive shouldn't be a problem, right?
I think so?
"Pat-pat-pat".
Loila walked through corner after corner and corridor after corridor, but she couldn't find Sirius Black anywhere. He seemed to have vanished without a trace.
Surely we couldn't have mistaken it for something else? Actually, what's projected is someone like Mr. Potter, but everyone just got it wrong.
Am I getting a little too bored—to the point of being a bit silly?
As Loila was thinking this, she heard footsteps coming from the other side of the corner.
Ok?
anyone there?
Loila pursed her lips and gripped her wand tightly. If it was a student, she would protect them first; if it was Sirius Black, she would capture him directly.
Thinking this, Loila leaned closer to the wall and carefully looked at the corner—but as soon as she peeked out and took a step, she heard a "thud" under her feet.
Huh?!
"thump!"
This time, the trap wasn't a wall, but a huge puddle of water. Before Loila could react, she fell right into the puddle.
"Gurgle, gurgle!"
Amidst a series of bubbling sounds, Loila awkwardly poked her head out of the puddle.
How embarrassing!
I wish I hadn't designed so many traps, especially these kinds—once you fall in, it's hard to get out!
But none of that matters anymore—no one probably saw me fall in, right?
I don't think so.
Loila slightly raised her head to look at the edge of the puddle, where she saw a middle-aged man with messy hair.
His weathered face was expressionless, his messy curly hair clung to his scalp, and his tattered robe dragged on the ground, making an unsettling tearing sound.
Is this... Sirius Black?!
Looking at the strange yet familiar person in front of her, Loila felt so embarrassed she could hardly breathe—being seen by the person she was trying to capture falling into her own trap—
Ugh!
No—no!
You're dead today—you're going to use the Forgetfulness Curse—no, no, the Killing Curse—just kill him already!
However, the prerequisite is that she has to go up first—Loila deftly raised her wand and flicked it, disappearing from the spot in a flash of silver light.
"Clatter".
The sound of footsteps behind him startled Sirius. He instinctively turned his head and saw a wand pointing directly at his chin.
"Sirius Black—you're under arrest!" Loila said softly, her face flushed, and as she opened her eyes, several drops of water even dripped from her forehead.
""
Sirius stared blankly at Roy, neither speaking nor answering, but quietly watching Roy's wand, and then slowly raised his own wand.
"Buzz!"
The moment he raised his wand, Loila swiftly snatched it from him with her right hand; of course, she wasn't going to stand there and watch Sirius raise his wand.
"No—don't try to resist!" Loila said, her pointed ears perked up with tension, her blue eyes fixed on Sirius.
But the more Loila looked at him, the more awkward she felt—he probably didn't know it was a trap I set, right? He definitely didn't know, right?
This might become a laughing stock among the prisoners in Azkaban.
Loila took a deep breath and said, "In order to—just in case—I need to check—check your memory—"
"It might hurt a little—but you, you mustn't—you mustn't move!"
Because of lying, her stuttering, which she had overcome quite a bit, relapsed. She pointed her wand at Sirius's forehead and tapped it.
The silver threads were pulled out by Loila. Although it is illegal to mess with other people's memories, I am a dark wizard, right?
I'm a member of the UMNO party—I'm not afraid of anything illegal or not—I'd kill anyone, why would I be afraid of this?
While mustering her courage, Loila pulled out Sirius's memories, and just as she was about to directly modify the most recent part—she suddenly realized something.
Something's not right—Sirius's memories are different from normal people's—they're fragmented and incomplete—and why didn't Sirius say a single word from beginning to end?
Is he mute?
I don't remember that.
Loila looked at Sirius's face with some confusion, then suddenly realized something and flicked her wand.
"7
Sirius's body turned a pale blue, and the faint glow made Loila's lips twitch.
This is not Sirius at all—or rather, Sirius, but this is a damn copy!
Looking at the clone in front of her that was gradually turning into blue light and disappearing because of the memories she had extracted, Loila's face was full of astonishment.
Why is it a copy?
I remember designing a magic circle for a maze—it only copied people under the age of eighteen who entered the maze—
How could Sirius Black be under eighteen years old?
Could it be that the magic array is malfunctioning? — But it was working fine a few days ago during testing.
Wait a minute—if the magic circle really is malfunctioning now—wouldn't that mean other people would also be copied?
Loila didn't come in alone; there were seven or eight Aurors and Mr. Lupin besides her.
But none of that matters anymore—in other words, wouldn't I also be copied?
Realizing this, Loila took a deep breath, raised her wand, and with a flick of her wrist, vanished from the spot.
No—I must go to the core of the magic array immediately—