"Mad-Eye Moody, I think we need to have a good talk now. My God," said Lupine hoarsely from the backseat.
A dilapidated old car was speeding down the wide road, leaving a trail of smoke and the roar of the engine. The driver was Mad-Eye Moody, and he was using his artificial leg to step on the clutch.
Both Lupine and Sirius were now strapped to the back seat with their hands bound and their feet tied under the corresponding front seat.
"Shut up." Moody turned half his head and yelled at Lupine who had just woken up. The blue magic eye was still responsible for staring ahead and watching the road conditions.
"It's useless, Remus." Black coughed slightly, and he also woke up at this time,
"They're all lackeys of the Ministry of Magic. It's impossible for Fudge to believe what we say. He can't, and he doesn't dare." Sirius spit out the window, staring at Moody in front of him with sunken eyes.
"Hahahaha." Moody laughed mockingly when he heard the words, and turned his head completely to concentrate on driving his car again.
"You don't seem to understand your current situation very well." Moody suddenly turned the steering wheel, made a right turn, and avoided a roaring truck.
"You are suspects now, and you are not qualified to yell at me." Moody said, and opened the window on the left hand side with his hand, letting in some violent wind.
"I just want to clarify what I know. Even if you work for the Ministry of Magic, I still firmly believe in your inner persistence. What you are loyal to is not only the magic step, but the justice in your heart." Lupine's voice was weak Said.
"Compliments are useless to me. Crimes will eventually be judged. The justice in my heart is to arrest the suspect." Moody's rough voice echoed in the narrow car again.
"Muggle transportation is excitement." Lupine saw Moody in the rearview mirror, showing his yellow teeth, grinning wantonly.
The strong wind blew his gray hair up.
"Heh." Black smiled silently, it's not ashamed to fall into this man's hands.
"It's still a pity that I couldn't talk to James' son." Black's heart was abnormally calm at this time, but he was slightly regretful.
"Cyclops, the dementors in Azkaban are gone now, where do you want to take us? Also, until just now, the guy next to me has been controlled by my Imperius Curse. Nothing to do with him." Sirius said half teasing, half contemptuous, wriggling with his trapped feet, kicking Moody who was driving in the front seat.
If Lupine could move his hands at this time, one hand would definitely hold his forehead to express his inner collapse, and the other would be used to cover Sirius' mouth.
"You seem really stupid for staying there for twelve years." Lupine said wearily. At this moment, he could only roll his eyes to express his attitude towards Sirius's childish behavior, and he was the only one who saw such childish behavior. It's only done with old friends.
Calling such a nickname in front of others, and telling such an obvious lie, Lupine estimated that Sirius had been in Azkaban for so many years, and he had forgotten even the basic communication etiquette.
Well, it turned out to be like this, arrogance and arrogance.
But why are you so happy now? Lupine couldn't help but smile again.
Maybe being with an old friend is an inexplicable sense of peace of mind.
"I really don't want to accept this errand." Moody looked at them through the rearview mirror and slandered.
"Sit still." Moody reminded, "Even criminals have human rights, and I have to send you safely to where you should go." Then he stepped on the accelerator with his right foot, The roar of the engine became louder and louder, and the whole car began to shake crazily. The parts in the car seemed to fall apart at any moment, and then the strong driving force took effect. Lupine even suspected that the car would be scrapped at any time, because The degree to which they wobble is simply too severe.
"Damn it, why are there so many Muggle cars?" Moody patted the steering wheel with his hand, cursed, and kept urging the car in front to drive away.
They have reached the center of London, and now the intersection is red.
"This is not the way to Azkaban. I remember I was on the boat last time." Sirius Black looked at the bustling city through the transparent window.
"You talk too much," said Moody.
After that, the car fell into complete silence, only the sound of parts shaking.
In the end, this classic car was parked on a street, the walls on both sides were painted in a mess, the surrounding buildings were dilapidated, and there was a deserted bar in front of it. Few customers wanted to come to this kind of mess. Drinking in a bad environment.
"Don't think about making small moves." Moody warned, then opened the car door and walked towards a dilapidated red telephone booth.
Moody dialed the number 62442 in the phone booth (it spelled magic from the letters on the phone dial), and then a witch's voice came from the air. After Moody explained his purpose, the phone spit out several silver cards.
"This old guy, do you want to buy us a drink?" Black still said in an indifferent tone. He only saw Moody walking towards the tavern, but didn't see the movement behind him.
"We'd better think about how to appeal. Professor Dumbledore will help us." Lupine remained calm.
"Get out of the car, we're at the place." Moody came back quickly, interrupted their conversation, and with a "click", opened the back seat door and let the two get out of the car.
Then the three of them got into the phone booth, and the phone booth started to descend like an elevator. After about a minute, they came to the foyer.
"Ministry of Magic?" Lupine looked at everything around the hall and asked doubtfully.
It was a long, resplendent hall with a polished dark wooden floor. The peacock-blue ceiling is inlaid with glittering gold symbols, constantly moving and changing, like a giant high-altitude bulletin board.
"When will this place be able to hold prisoners? Or is it that Azkaban is already full?" Black still maintained a relentless expression, expressing his own opinion.
People around saw Moody and nodded politely to him, then walked away quickly.
Respected and feared at the same time.
Such was Moody's position at the Ministry, even though he had been retired for many years.
Well, the main reason is that his eye is really scary.
Moody walked quickly with the two of them. Due to the restraint of their feet, Lupine and Sirius could only move their bodies forward in jumps, which looked very funny.
Then they walked into an elevator, and after a while, they walked out again. Two heavy oak doors were directly in front of them. Moody stretched out his wand and tapped it lightly, muttering words, and the door opened naturally. up.
Then a dilapidated, dimly lit corridor caught the eyes of several people.
"Go in." Moody walked to a silver-white door with a sign on it saying: Abuse of Magic Division is prohibited. He didn't even knock on the door, and pushed the door open, making a creaking sound.
"Here comes your mission," said Moody.
A tall man with thick arms was leaning over the table. People who didn't know him thought he was sleeping and laziness, but in fact he was checking the files. He raised his head when he heard Moody's voice, and pushed His thick glasses.
"Fill out the form." The man found two blank documents from a pile of documents overflowing at his feet, and said, handing over the two forms.
"Oh, no, you and I have an impression, Dumbledore brought you here last time." The man looked at Lupine and shook his head, then took another card back.
"The bondage is released." Moody's wand slightly touched the rope that bound the two, and the rope retracted as if spiritually.
"I want to see what you guys are going to do." Sirius Black was fearless, found a seat to sit down, picked up a quill pen and began to write on the form.
"This is yours." The man found another watch and handed it to Lupine.
After about two minutes, Lupine and Sirius finished filling out their forms and handed them back to the man in charge, who stamped a stamp on it and then handed it to Moody.
Moody's magic eye and normal eye looked at the two lists several times before saying—
"Very well, you are free."
Then Moody was about to open the door to leave, but stopped when the prosthetic leg was already out the door.
"Let me say one more thing, I'm not a running dog of the Ministry of Magic. I've been unhappy with that kid Fudge for a long time." Moody's hoarse voice sounded.
Then in the quiet corridor, there was the sound of "tuk-tuk" as the crutch touched the ground, and finally his limping back disappeared at the end of the corridor.
Lupine and Black were left looking at each other.
Only then did Sirius Black seem to realize something, and hurriedly picked up the form again, only to see that it was written in bold bold letters on the top of the form: "Animagus Registration Form"