novelraw Chapter 50 The Cattle Companion in the Atlantic
Chapter 50 The Cattle Companion in the Atlantic
And for Sirius Black, who has been quietly inspecting the British seaport for two weeks, this is an extremely difficult September.
He is very grateful to the kind Muggle Fisher couple who took him in. If Mrs. Fisher hadn't taken him in, he might have died in front of the Dursley family's former house. .
Next step?Of course it was going to the United States, he had no other ideas at all.Now that he already knew where his goddaughter was.
So Mrs. Fisher found that the big black dog in her family suddenly swept away the lifelessness before, and started to jump up and down, and had a big appetite-"a big appetite" is not enough to describe it. Put this small family that is not rich into bankruptcy.
Sirius ate and drank according to his plan in his last days at the Fisher's house—he needed to recover, and the journey to America would certainly be no easier than crossing the North Sea to London.
He felt like he was taking advantage of the Fishers by doing this, but he had no quicker, easier way to forage.After condemning his bad behavior in his heart, Sirius vowed to find opportunities to repay them in the future.
Late at night after a few days of sleep and food, after Mr. and Mrs. Fisher in the house had fallen asleep, Sirius crawled out of the cupboard and took a last look at the room that once hosted his goddaughter almost the entire childhood. , the residence that cannot be called a room, turned upstairs to the bedroom of the Fisher family, and after saying a silent farewell, he sneaked out of No. Journey to North America.
Before leaving, Sirius took the time to detour and went to Godric's Hollow - to go there to see Harley's home and Lily James' grave.
It was pretty much the last place the morons at the Ministry of Magic would have expected him to be, given that he was "mysterious lackey who betrayed the Potters" - he wryly smiled.
"I found Harley, I almost thought she was dead... Believe me, if she is really dead, I will definitely go to another world to ask you to apologize."
With a flower in his mouth, Sirius stood in front of the graves of James and Lily, silently confiding in his heart to his friends.Even though it was relatively safe here, he still didn't dare to take the risk of turning into a human form. He was a man with a mission now.
"Lily, your sister is really bad. You can't imagine what Harley lived in her family... But, I found that I didn't blame her in particular-partly because her family was dead; Part of me hates myself more than the Dursleys..."
"I hate myself for being impulsive and leaving Harry behind to fight Peter... I should be a more responsible godfather. I'm sorry for the important task you entrusted to me."
"Even at that time, only the three of us and Peter knew about the plan to change the Secret Keeper...But I believe that as long as I work hard enough, I will be able to find a way to prove my innocence. I believe Dumbledore can do it...even if I need to take If you spend money on a free agent, I will do it—as long as it allows me to grow up with Harley..."
In the end, Sirius placed the unknown wildflower that he had bitten off on the road in front of the white marble tombstone.
"Today, I swear to you all—I will change. James, I must change. For you, for Harley..."
The only answer to him was the chirping of insects and the ringing of church bells not far away.
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After leaving Godric's Hollow, he returned to London again, quietly returning to 12 Grimmauld Place to make more preparations for the long journey.
This... the home he hates is actually the safest place for him right now.
When the mother's portrait first saw him, she was stunned for a full three seconds, and then immediately began to curse routinely, not even changing her words for so many years.
He was in no mood and had no time to bicker with his mother.It's not easy for the old lady. She hasn't even had anyone to scold at for so many years, so let her vent her anger.
Sirius ran into his mother's bedroom and waved Kreacher out of the way - the house-elf was getting more and more out of position!
In a dark cell in the mother's bedroom, there is a wand of the predecessors of the Black family.He tried one by one, and in the end, his mother's was the smoothest.
This made him inexplicably irritable.
The house-elf Kreacher, even after 10 years of not seeing each other, still did not welcome the last heir of the Black family as he should - only weeping in pain after Sirius took his mother's wand, Bang your head against the wall.
"Stop it, Kreacher, I order you as the master." It was too loud, but Sirius stopped the elf from self-harming.
"The mistress' unfilial son actually stole her magic wand... why is the mistress so miserable..."
"She is dead, and I am your final master."
He came to his room, changed his prison uniform, and looked at himself in the mirror with thick dark circles under his eyes—he had gained some weight, at least he was no longer the skeleton-like ghost in the newspaper wanted notice.
"I'm going to America, don't tell anyone."
Sirius pulled out a Muggle wardrobe that had once made his mother scream, simple shirt trousers and coat - now too baggy.He put it on carefully, quietly feeling the different touch from the prison uniform.
He stroked the hair on his forehead and started to straighten his shirt collar. Suddenly, he thought of Kreacher's various "evil deeds" in the past.
"I mean don't tell anyone, and that includes any insinuations. In fact, I order you not to mention seeing me in any way to anyone."
The vicious house-elf looked unwilling... Sirius sneered.Sure enough, he guessed right.
Before going downstairs, he glanced at the door on the other side of the corridor - "RAB", which was the room of his brother who died young.
He remembered that before the two brothers parted ways, he had promised Regulus—the summer vacation after Hogwarts graduation would take him to the United States to search for magic and magical creatures unique to North America; he would also take him to Ma The Hollywood where melons make movies, teach him how to catch beautiful American girls with a British accent...
Shaking his head, Sirius strode down the stairs, took a last look at the portrait of his mother who was still cursing, and left No. 12 Grimmauld Place without looking back.
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Port of London, UK, container terminal.
He marveled at how highly mechanized Muggle shipping was today, every giant ship looked like some sort of monster, and it had only been 10 years.
According to the investigation of these two weeks, Sirius has crossed out the two options of travel cruise ship and mechanical equipment transport ship.Either there were too many Muggles on board to hide, or there wasn't enough food.
swim over?Not to mention the difficulty of achieving this distance, all kinds of marine life in the Atlantic Ocean are richer and more ferocious than those in the North Sea, and they can kill him halfway.
Just when he was disheartened and planned to directly board a light industrial product transport ship, a huge Muggle ship with a strange appearance attracted his attention.
It was a livestock carrier—a live cattle carrier that sailed from Argentina, first to England, then to the United States, and then down south back to Argentina.
This is much more convenient than a boat carrying toys!
And so Sirius, as a dog, mingled among the live cattle, hid in their tiny pens, and now and then had to bury himself in hay to avoid inspection and quarantine; occasionally, when he couldn't steal the cans, the hay It was also used by him to satisfy his hunger-he didn't think it was hard, he even thought it was the best time in 10 years.
He has hope.
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When Sirius was about to arrive in the United States, he jumped off the livestock transport ship in the middle of the night to avoid various customs procedures, and swam to the shore overnight.
Fortunately, as a beautiful big black dog, he was treated as a beach tourist's pet, and he was not embarrassed by the Muggles patrolling the coast.All he needed to do was wag his tail happily when a Muggle passed by, as if he recognized his master.
After all kinds of dodging and sneaking, he finally set foot on the land of Gotham after many days.
But the American city of Gotham... made his hair stand on end.
This city gave him an inexplicable... aura that strangers should not get close to.
The gray and gloomy sky for days, the old and gloomy industrial area, the unkind eyes of some passers-by, the animal corpses that can be seen from time to time by the gutter... Even he, who has always claimed to be the most daring in Gryffindor, took his steps lightly.
He even felt that acting as a dog was not necessarily safe in this city.
Even the stray cats on the roadside of Gotham dared to grin at him...
Moreover, it is difficult to find food in the trash cans on the streets here.
It wasn't until he saw many homeless Muggles rummaging through trash cans at night that he realized what was going on.
"Adopter Alfred Pennyworth..." This is the only clue that Sirius currently has.He had never met this uncle of Lily's, and he even suspected that James probably hadn't either.
He'd never understood why Harley couldn't be adopted by a wizarding family.Dumbledore just vaguely said it was important.
In addition to the huge gap between the run-down of the slums and the luxury of the rich, Sirius also noticed that in Gotham, many landmarks he passed had a big "W".
This represents the surname "Waynes," a family that built and defined the city.
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