The wind blows from all directions, and the swifts fly like black ghosts, flying among the mountains and hills, and their wings pass by the spires of towering trees. The conversation with Dumbledore last night appeared in Felix's mind one by one.

"I got the information, and Voldemort was preparing to capture Amelia when she returned from Azkaban with the door key."

"What are you going to do, put the traps in reverse?"

After a long silence, Dumbledore shook his head in the dark, "No this time, we are not sure, we cannot act as if we know this in advance."

Felix understood that this was a protection for spies, and the person who conveyed the information was probably Severus Snape.

"and you"

"I will not participate in this operation... involves a plan." Dumbledore said softly, with the silver moonlight shining on his glasses, making it difficult to see his expression. "Although I am not sure if it will be used, I cannot show up easily before making a decision, especially if Voldemort can see the flaws."

...

The Port of Felixstowe is the largest and busiest container port in the UK, located in East Anglia, the southeast coastal region. On a small desolate beach near the port, two figures emerge from the twisted air.

Sirius and Ms. Bones stood together, holding a shabby "Prophet Daily".

"I hate door keys. Can't we use a steamer like we did when we went?" Sirius rubbed his head. He just hit Amelia's knee. When using the door key, all kinds of accidents would occur.

"The people who stayed need more boats than we did," Ms. Bones put the newspaper in her pocket. "Since we're back early, we'll have to make do with it."

Sirius muttered in a low voice.

Bones smiled, "So, congratulations, Professor Black."

Sirius looked at her proudly, and then his face changed, "Someone has been wandering around." He pulled out his wand and looked around cleverly. Ms. Bones pulled out his wand at the same time, and the tip of the wand flashed, and half of the sand on the beach began to tremble.

"Are you sure?" Ms. Bones asked with a serious expression, "maybe just a passing Muggle."

"I'm not sure," Sirius said, "I just think it's careful!" He waved his wand, and a ball of fire exploded from mid-air, and his voice was deafening. Sirius staggered back, but he didn't care about these things, stared in one direction, and took a breath, "Voldemort!"

Voldemort stepped on the beach and appeared at some point, as if he had been waiting for a long time.

"Amelia Bones," Voldemort saluted slightly with a wand on his pale finger, "I hope to invite you to the castle."

"What if I refuse?" Ms. Bones said in a deep voice.

"As one of the twenty-eight pure bloods, I believe you won't be so stubborn, but if you persist"

"You kill my brother." Ms. Bones said gritting her teeth, and the magic wand in her hand pierced out like a sharp sword, and the sand on the ground was swelling, bringing up a sandstorm. "Go!" she said to Sirius, who immediately put his hand on her, ready to perform a phantom movement.

The sandstorm in the sky suddenly rolled back, forming a heavy wall out of thin air, hitting the two of them. Sirius and Bones were thrown away from a distance and could not get up for a long time.

Voldemort walked towards Ms. Bones calmly, "I can only dig out useful information from your mind, and there may be some omissions, that's not what I want to see."

Sirius lay on the ground, feeling that he had broken more than one rib. His wand emitted a red light. Voldemort blocked the spell and stopped his forward steps. He seemed to have discovered Sirius, with fierce light flashing in red eyes, staring for two seconds

"Avada gnawed the big tile."

"The concrete is a wall!" Ms. Bones shouted, and a spacious wall rose from the beach to block the life-seeking curse.

The two met again.

"Transformation." Voldemort said disgusted.

"You find an opportunity to escape. You are more important than me." Sirius said gritting his teeth, bleeding began to flow into the corners of his mouth, and his ribs were as painful as if he was heartbroken. He forced himself to recite spells.

"His target is me, I can't escape at all." Bones shouted, waving his wand, the stone on the coast seemed to have suddenly become alive and rushed towards Voldemort. "It's better to think of other ways."

Voldemort showed a cruel smile. He bounced the spells one by one like a cat and mouse, and exploded the stones in an understatement. The aftermath of the spell left scars on the two of them. If it weren't for the purpose of capturing Amelia alive and digging out the secrets of the prophecy, his mentality would be easier.

At this time, Sirius suddenly grabbed Bones' hand and forced the phantom movement regardless of everything. Voldemort waved his wrist suddenly, and the magic wand made a whimpering sound. A bloody wound bloomed from Sirius's chest, but the two had disappeared from their original position.

Voldemort approached slowly, staring at the place where the two disappeared. The next second, he appeared directly in a wasteland not far from here.

Sirius and Bones barely supported themselves from falling down.

"Why do you always want to use phantom movement? For the wise wizards, such as me, can follow the traces you left, let alone I have disturbed your landing point." Voldemort explained generously, and the two who were looking forward to supporting each other fell into despair.

But what responded to him was the prepared powerful spell.

Sirius condensed more than a dozen rusty iron arrows in the air. The iron arrow made a shrill cry and flew towards Voldemort. Bones waved his wand simultaneously. A piece of open space around her and Sirius suddenly sank. "With the door key, he can't stop it." She took out the newspaper from her pocket, "Mentos!"

A blue light flashed across the surface of the newspaper and then returned to normal.

"Stand it, just three seconds." She looked at Sirius, and a lot of blood was pouring out of his chest, "Three, two"

Sirius stared into the air, his eyes suddenly widened. Voldemort suddenly floated in the air at some point. A green light curtain fell. Sirius grabbed Bones by his hand and broke free. The red spell came forward. He gritted his teeth and had to hold on for a few seconds no matter what.

Bones reached out to grab him, but disappeared in the moment he touched it.

It was over... Sirius thought that he could not stop Voldemort's life-seeking curse, but at least one escaped. He began to think about what the world would look like after death. After more than ten seconds, he suddenly realized that he still had consciousness.

A huge thing blocked the spell, Sirius blinked, and the thing seemed to be a huge Jin Jialong?

Sirius was dumbfounded.

On the ground, Felix blamed himself for his mistake. He did not expect Sirius to force the phantom to move, which was different from the time he let the water go. In short, it took some time to catch up again, but fortunately he caught up. A coin casting a zoom spell blocked the death spell. This familiar scene made Voldemort disappear in the air instantly and face Felix far away.

"Voldemort, in your words, it would be foolish for you to appear here today," Felix showed him his new wand, calmly saying that he had to suppress his murderous intent, because he was not sure that he would leave Voldemort behind, and expose his trump card and all magic related to it would be unwise.

Voldemort stared at his wand with an ugly expression.

"Felix Hepp." He muttered, and the madness flashed in his eyes. He had already lost his mind. Lucius's intelligence slowly flowed in his heart. Felix Hepp had obtained a new wand, but he could only use a mediocre wand. He was about to be crazy jealous.

Voldemort secretly swore in his heart that next time he met, he would get a wand that matched his identity, a wand that would make him cast spells without any scruples. He looked at Felix expressionlessly and disappeared from the spot.

Felix did not move. If Sirius was opposite, he would definitely catch up without saying a word, but the consequences of Voldemort losing the first move may be disastrous.

"He's gone?" said a weak voice.

Felix stepped forward a few steps and looked at Sirius sitting in the pit. He seemed to have just been fished out of the pool of blood. Sirius leaned against the edge of the pit and said unhappily: "If Voldemort leaves, save me quickly. My blood cannot stop at all. I... damn it, I am almost dead."

Felix smiled, "You still have the strength to curse, it means it's still early to die." He quickly dealt with Sirius's injuries. After the potion was poured in, Sirius' condition was obviously better, but his whole face was still pale like a vampire.

During the treatment of the injury, dozens of Aurors fell from the sky. Ms. Bones's face was so gloomy that it was about to drip into water, but when she saw Sirius who was teasing Felix, her expression was dull.

"You're still alive!"

"I almost died." Sirius said with difficulty, and said in the direction of Felix.

"I'll take you to St. Mungo," Ms. Bones pursed her lips and said for a long time.

Surprisingly, Sirius shook his head, "No, I'm going to Hogwarts, Professor Black can't miss the opening dinner."

"I will take Sirius to the school hospital first," Felix said to the worried Ms. Bones.

...

School Auditorium.

Harry, Ron and Hermione looked towards the long faculty desk.

"The professor is not here, Sirius is not here, and even Hagrid is not here. What's going on?" Harry said anxiously.

"They may have delayed something." Ron guessed, "Didn't you say that Professor Hepp had something to leave? He really turned into a swift?"

"Yes," said Harry, "but the professor didn't say what to do." He suddenly thought of Sirius. Could it be that there was an emergency on Sirius?

The branch ceremony began, but Harry didn't listen carefully throughout the whole process, but he felt that the branch hat was singing this year was particularly long. When the branch ceremony ended and the dining table was full of food, Harry had to accept the facts.

At this time, the side door of the auditorium suddenly opened.

Felix and Sirius walked in, Felix and Dumbledore said a few words, Dumbledore nodded slightly, and then they sat in an empty seat.

Sirius waved at Harry with a bright smile, and there was no problem in his appearance. Harry immediately responded enthusiastically, and the fork in his hand almost threw it into the seat next door.

"Guess what Sirius is saying to Professor Hepp?" Hermione asked in the direction of the staff's desk.

"I'll ask tomorrow, and now I just want to have a big meal." Harry said happily.

Sirius was complaining to Felix on the teacher's desk: "What did you give me drink? I don't have any appetite at all..."
Chapter completed!