Chapter 91 Imagomagus

The big silver dog broke through the deep clouds and drove away the Soul Eater.

Sirius rode a broom with the mandrake soaked in morning dew and the ghost-faced hawk moth and broke through the clouds and came under the moonlight. The magic of the silver moonlight began to have some effect on the materials in the small glass bottle.

The sky above Azkaban was very cold, and the cold wind cut his thin body.

He needed to do some delicate operations under the moonlight in the sky - he had to put the mandrake into the glass bottle under the moonlight, and then add dew, Cyrus' hair and the pupa of the ghost-faced hawk moth.

The order of this process must not be disrupted, otherwise there is a high possibility of magical accidents, so he must be very focused at this moment.

After a while, Sirius came back with a glass bottle containing magic potion, and he threw the broom on the ground.

"Okay, now you just need to put it in a dark corner where the sun doesn't shine. Fortunately, there are such places everywhere."

"Yes." Cyrus waved his hand, and the small bottle disappeared immediately.

"Then you need to wait for the first thunder before the storm comes--" Sirius was halfway through his words when thunder sounded outside the window. The dark clouds were so dark that even the lightning couldn't penetrate. His expression was very helpless.

"This is the worst place. In Azkaban, it is difficult to tell which thunder is the sign of the storm. Don't think about using magic to summon the storm, otherwise it may cause bad effects."

"Don't worry, even if I want to, my magic can't break through this cage for the time being." Cyrus said.

It is certainly possible to break through by force, but Cyrus doesn't want to alarm Dumbledore.

"That would be the best. Also, don't forget to point your wand at your heart and chant a spell at every sunrise and sunset while waiting for the storm." Sirius reminded him, "I don't think you should forget the time in the outside world, right?"

"How could that be? There is always a clock in my memory that keeps time. And Malfoy told me the approximate location of Azkaban last time, so it's not difficult to calculate the time of sunrise and sunset." Cyrus said, "It's still a few hours before dawn, so I'd better tell you about Regulus first."

Cyrus spent about half an hour telling Sirius about Regulus's experience. Of course, he concealed the existence of the Horcrux and the fact that the Horcrux was Slytherin's pendant. He just said that it was something very important to Voldemort.

"You mean, he gave Kreacher the chance to survive and died in that huge lake?" Sirius was full of disbelief.

The Black family actually had such a kind-hearted child. If the ancestors who were proud of their "pure blood" and liked to chop off the heads of house-elves as ornaments knew that Regulus gave the chance to live to a lowly house-elf and was willing to die, they would surely be so angry that they couldn't even hold down the coffin lid, right?

"He is a good boy, but he just took the wrong path." Cyrus said softly, "But later he saw the true nature of the Death Eaters and immediately turned to the light."

"Where is the cave? Where is the thing that is very important to the Dark Lord?"

"Who knows? Maybe Regulus has found a way to destroy it, or not?" Cyrus said indifferently. In fact, he was very interested in the pendant. Among the treasures left by the four giants, only the power of the pendant is unknown. "If you have a chance, you can talk to Dumbledore about this."

"Dumbledore, huh--" Sirius laughed at himself, "I think if he sees me, I'm afraid he will catch me and give me to the Soul Eater as soon as possible. I'm not afraid of death, but at least I have to kill that despicable traitor first!"

Sirius left in a hurry again. Cyrus wanted to give him the broom, but this guy ran so fast that Cyrus didn't have time to speak.

It can be seen that he actually cares about his "brother", but the most important and urgent thing now is to kill Peter Pettigrew first.

This is not easy. The Ministry of Magic is very strict in hunting him down, and even the Muggle world is looking for him. Once he sets foot on British soil, he will not even have the chance to turn back into a human form. If he is not an unregistered Animagus, he would have been caught several times.

Cyrus felt the humidity in the air and the trajectory of the flow of clouds and rain. Soon, the clock that kept turning in his memory turned to three o'clock in the morning, and it was almost sunrise time.

Azkaban is located in the North Sea. Considering the climate here, it should be a little further north, and the summer night may only last five or six hours.

Cyrus faced the northeast, and the clouds on that side seemed to be darker and brighter.

However, in order to avoid mistakes, Cyrus chose to take a small drop of Felixir. In an instant, a strange feeling immediately lingered in his heart. He felt as if he was very light, and his confidence spread like a devil's snare.

The light in his head exploded like a flash of lightning!

He suddenly felt that maybe he should change his approach.

The spell of Animagus is: Amado, Animou, Animado, Animagus.

You should use the same spell as you want. It is impossible for you to have a glow sticking to your mouth while your wand is shooting a killing curse.

"But what if I change the spell?"

This voice kept echoing in Cyrus's mind. It was very tempting, but reason made Cyrus hesitate. The Felixir is not a lucky potion, nor is it a panacea. It cannot change the inherent factors of the outside world. All it can do is make you feel that everything is going well.

But the strong omen in his heart gradually convinced Cyrus.

He picked up the wand and pointed it at his heart. A new but vague spell suddenly burst out in his mind, as if a distant voice whispered in his ear:

"-Imagmagus."

In the black world, a big golden bird spread its wide wings!

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

A powerful second heartbeat suddenly beat in Cyrus' chest, like a violent drumbeat.

Generally speaking, wizards cannot feel a second heartbeat immediately when practicing Animagus, but at this moment, the two beating hearts in Cyrus' chest seemed to overlap--

The entire Azkaban was caught in a huge magic vortex, and the clouds that seemed to be like black rocks also began to flow at this moment, forming a huge wind wall. It seemed that a hole appeared in the sky, sweeping everything in.

A huge eye of the wind appeared above Azkaban, and the rising morning light and the moonlight that was about to fall into the sea tilted down together, covering Cyrus like a light gauze.

He suddenly felt that the air became more humid than before.

This was a sign of the coming storm.

"Boom--"

The first lightning tore through the night sky.

Cyrus immediately took out the glass bottle. After only a few hours, the mandrake and the pupa of the ghost moth in the bottle disappeared, replaced by a crystal clear, blood-red potion.

Cyrus followed the prediction in his heart and drank all the blood-red potion in one breath.

He immediately felt a sharp pain in his body, and the second heartbeat was stronger than before. He felt as if his body was being replaced by something else.

It was a huge bird with golden wings!

His handsome face began to twist, his mouth protruded forward and turned into a sharp beak; his ears turned into beautiful feathers on both sides; his hands turned into wings and two pairs of slightly smaller wings grew behind his back; his legs also turned into huge claws...

The huge body instantly filled the entire cell.