Section 1

The first Quidditch match of the Academy Cup this year will be held today, but the trouble is that from the night before, a violent storm has arrived, and until the start of the game, there is no sign of weakening, but it is getting stronger and stronger.

The sky was covered with clouds, like the dark night, with strong winds mixed with dense raindrops hitting people's faces, making it hard to see anything slightly farther away. However, Quidditch was extremely popular, so all the teachers and students of the school came out as usual. Watching this game, they ran across the lawn toward Quidditch Stadium, lowering their heads to resist the strong wind.

Because their umbrellas were blown away from their hands by the wind on the way.

On one side of the audience stand, the Slytherins gathered there. Soren stood behind the crowd, and Isabella and Draco stood beside him. The storm did not affect the three of them at all. An invisible barrier blocked all the rain outside.

"It's really a ghost weather." Drag complained, tidying up his scarf. "I hope our match with Ravenclaw won't encounter this damn storm."

"I thought you wouldn't come?" Isabella glanced at Drak. "How much do you hate Hufflepuff and Gryffind the most."

"That's not the point, Isabella." Draco shrugged indifferently, "The problem is that I also want to win the game, as a potential opponent, to understand their tactics and styles of play is necessary."

Isabella snorted, turned her head and ignored Draco, while Drake continued to look into the field.

At this time, the players participating in the competition came on the court. The Gryffindor players all changed into scarlet robes. The one who walked in front was their captain Oliver Wood. He looked very prominent, and Harry also followed the team, carrying his 2000 light wheel in his hand. The wind was getting worse and worse. Whether it was the Giffendor or the Hufflepuffs, the players all fell and fell when they walked to the court. The thunder rumbling, drowned the audience's cheers. In fact, no matter how loud they shouted, the players in the court could not hear it.

The Hufflepatch team entered from the other side of the court, wearing canary yellow robe. The captains of both sides came up to shake hands with each other. Soren had met Hufflepatch's captain - Cedric Diggory, a tall and handsome boy and the predecessor of Hufflepatch. Ibikos had a high opinion of him.

The players on both sides stepped on the broom, and Mrs. Huo Qi put the whistle to her mouth, and blew hard, making a sharp whistle, penetrating the strong wind and rain - the game began.

Harry and other players rushed into the sky, walking through the storm, and looking from the stands, red and yellow shadows flew around and intertwined. Lightning flashed across the dark sky from time to time, and after a moment, rolling thunder came. Feeling the violent power in the sky, even Sauron couldn't help but frown tightly - although he knew that there was a magic barrier above the court to protect the players from lightning, he was still a little worried.

The game was very intense, although the heavy rain greatly affected everyone's performance. During the half-time break, Gryffindor was in the lead, fifty minutes above Hufflepuff. The players on both sides returned to the stands of their respective academy, and the students hurried up to provide their players with the best of their ability. Soren did not pass, he was standing at the highest point of the stands, where he could look down at the entire court, just now, he seemed to instantly capture the fleeting breath that evening.

The halftime break ended soon, the game began again, and the players rose into the sky again. Soren did not continue to watch. He closed his eyes, motionless, and quietly sensed. After a long time, he suddenly opened his eyes, and his cold golden eyes looked at the other end of the court - a huge black dog covered in thick hair. It stayed in the row of empty seats on the highest floor of the stands, as if he felt Soren's gaze. It also looked over and looked at Soren with shaking glances. The next moment, it turned around and ran away quickly, disappearing in the wind and rain.

Sauron's eyes narrowed, he snorted, and instantly turned into black mist and disappeared in place. The strong wind and raindrops rushed over, scaring Isabella and Draco. When they turned around, they found that the place where Sauron was just standing was empty.

Sauron quickly passed through the field, and he chased the breath and flew towards the Forbidden Forest.

At this moment, the forbidden forest seemed particularly gloomy, and the wind passed through the trees, causing a sharp roar. On the slippery woodland, a big black dog walked quickly like a ghost. Suddenly, it stopped and looked ahead vigilantly - the black mist gradually emerged from the void, looking strange and terrifying in the dark forest. The next moment, Sauron stood there, looking coldly at the big black dog that seemed like a wolf, and had already pinched the magic wand in his hand.

"Do you still want to escape, Black?" Soren narrowed his eyes, and his sword-like golden eyes were shining with a cold light. He stood quietly while the rain disappeared far away from him. "I didn't expect that this would be what we would like to meet again, my godfather."

The black dog did not move, stared at Sauron, with complex emotions in his eyes. The rain wet its fur and dripped under him again. Then, a dim light flashed, and the black dog disappeared, standing there was a tall and thin man with wet and tangled hair hanging to his elbows; the pale skin was pressed against the skeleton on his face, looking very weak; in his deep and dark eye sockets, his eyes were staring at Sauron.

"You are...Soren?" he said hoarsely, revealing incredible, and some unspeakable sadness, "How could it be..."

"Why, are you surprised?" Sauron's voice was low and cold. "Don't you want to say something to me?"

Black seemed to be awakened. He looked at Sauron and wanted to say something, but it seemed as if his words were blocked in his throat. The two of them looked at each other and remained silent for a long time. Finally, Black spoke.

"I killed your parents," he looked at Sauron and said slowly and painfully, as if every word was taking a lot of effort, "but that was not the whole truth, it was the bug tail—Peter, who betrayed James and Lily to Voldemort."

Soren looked at him for a while, "There is no evidence of death, right?" Soren said calmly, "You fry him to pieces, right?"

"He's not dead!" Black shouted excitedly, "I thought he was dead, but he's still alive, right here, in Hogwarts!"

Sauron was stunned for a moment, but didn't say anything.

"It's true! I saw him!" Black shouted, "He turned into a mouse, right from Harry's friend, the child named Ron. When Connelly Forge went to Azkaban, I saw it in that newspaper, and I recognized him, the mouse, with a toe missing in its front paw."

Sauron's pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked at Black, who was trembling with expressionless expression. After a long time, he said coldly: "I don't believe it."

Sauron's words seemed to hit Black's chest with a heavy hammer, Sirius looked even more painful. He took a step towards Sauron and shouted excitedly: "I didn't lie, this is true. Peter is still alive, you and Harry are in danger..."

"Avadasaud!" Sauron said coldly, a dazzling green light shot out, rubbing against Blake's ear, hitting a big tree behind him, and shattering the thick trunk.

"It seems that Azkaban makes you unconscious, Black." Sauron said coldly, Sirius's face mixed with surprise and pain was reflected in his golden eyes. "Escape, next time, I will kill you."

After Sauron finished speaking, he looked at Black deeply, turned around and turned into a black flame, disappearing from the spot. Black stared blankly at the place where Sauron disappeared, and the cold and ruthless voice seemed to be constantly echoing in his ears. As if all the power was pulled away from his body, Sirius fell to the ground, covering his face with his hands, trembling, tears flowing down his fingers, mixing with the cold rain.

"You are a bastard, Black, you are a bastard!" he muttered to himself in pain, "You killed James, Lily, and your godson, you are a damn bastard!"

I don't know how long it took, but he stood up with great difficulty and looked in the direction of Hogwarts Castle. His expression was complicated, but what could not be concealed was the indelible sorrow and a trace of determination.

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Section 2

Sauron appeared again, standing outside the Quidditch Stadium. As soon as he stood still, he was shocked - the dementor's aura was so strong that he looked up and saw that there were hundreds of dementors wandering there above the field.

"Harry!" Sauron turned into black smoke and flew into the venue. The cold breath enveloped the court. Everyone became silent and could only hear the sound of the wind. He looked into the sky, altitude more than a few dozen meters, and he found Harry's figure. Harry seemed to be stunned and motionless, and then he slid down from his broom and quickly fell down from a high place.

Sauron immediately raised his wand and pointed at Harry. For a moment, it was like a big hand holding Harry. Harry's whereabouts slowed down and finally landed lightly beside Sauron.

At the same time, an angry voice in the audience shouted loudly: "Hu God Guard!"

Sauron raised his head, and a dazzling white light shot out from the rostrum, accompanied by magic fluctuations that were so powerful that even Sauron felt threatened - a huge silver phoenix appeared in the sky, and the white light continued to emit from the phoenix. In an instant, the dense clouds and storms were all dispersed, and most of the dementors were annihilated in the white light around the phoenix, and the other sides hurriedly retreated.
Chapter completed!