Chapter 144: Tragedy

Harry looked subconsciously in the direction the sound came from; a huge hole exploded in one of the walls of Azkaban castle, and the Dementors were scurrying in the air irregularly like leaking balloons, with miserable green light faintly visible in the black mist.

At the hole, the dust of the explosion and the black mist carried by the Dementors gradually dissipated, and a figure wearing robes appeared in Harry's line of sight. Across such a long distance, Harry couldn't see his appearance at all, only seeing a black robe and a bald head.

That bald wizard seemed to look in this direction, and then, he turned into a terrifying black smoke and darted out, while the Dementors gave way to him one after another.

After this Dark Wizard, who looked very terrible, left, the other wizards began to come out from the hole one by one, helping each other climb down the steep cliff, dragging a few small boats out from a hidden cave, and then began to row toward the shore.

"It seems that we witnessed a terrible Azkaban mass breakout." Johnny English said softly. "They are so leisurely and orderly; I'm afraid the Aurors who stayed behind and came to support have all been killed."

Under the gloomy sky, thunder appeared and disappeared in the dark clouds, and the Dementors who had just escaped were now habitually flying toward the prison. The dozen or so Dark Wizards on the sea were laughing wantonly at this time, using their oars to beat the waves to their heart's content.

Harry had never seen Johnny show such an expression; all along, whether it was Professor Doudou or Dr. Doudou, he was always making faces and showing interesting expressions, but at this very moment, witnessing the collapse of Azkaban's order as a top Auror, his expression was unusually solemn, and the big nose that looked fun before was not so fun at this time.

"Neville? What were you going to say just now?" Zhang Qiu broke the silence.

"I didn't expect such a thing to happen at this time point." Neville's mood was also not high; he stated the advice from the future Zhang Qiu as calmly as possible. "The newspaper said Pettigrew was caught, then let him be caught."

"But the Ministry of Magic can of course forge news, deceive the public, and recover a little public opinion." Zhang Qiu was a bit dismissive at first, but she soon realized one thing. "Wait, you said, the future me asked you to come?"

"That's right, to be more precise, it's together with us..." Neville suddenly grabbed his chest. "Sorry, I suddenly felt a sense of panic for no reason; perhaps I can't tell you more."

"That means the future me thought of other ways to make up for the progress." Zhang Qiu's tone returned to being calm. "To be honest, you came very timely; I was a bit impulsive just now, almost wanting to launch an attack on Mr. Johnny."

"And since the future me would choose this way, it means there is some way to make up for the progress, even if the development of the third year deviates too much from the divination, I still have other ways." She slowly put away the notebook. "Thank you for the reminder, I will try my best to find it, and thank you Mr. Johnny, in this dark era, honest people like you are precious."

"If I were a little luckier, well, then I wish everyone good luck." Zhang Qiu's body gradually faded and disappeared; Harry knew that she was heading to the next stop.

"I also want to thank you, Mr. Johnny." Neville said. "I always thought that only Harry and I would firmly oppose Voldemort, but ignored that there are actually countless righteous people in the world."

"No, this matter cannot be counted as righteous." Johnny said gloomily. "It has nothing to do with right or wrong, just different positions. We are not standing on Harry's side, we are just standing on the side of fate."

"Regardless, I am very grateful for what you are doing now, or what you intend to do in the future." Neville bowed to him. "Then I will say goodbye too, I wish you a pleasant journey."

Fate, Harry thought to himself, perhaps fate hopes that I can defeat Voldemort.

Just don't know how much price I need to pay in the script of fate.

"Paul, you escort Pettigrew to prison; I have other secret missions to execute." Johnny woke up his subordinate and interrupted Harry's thoughts.

He patted Harry on the shoulder to signal him to be ready, and then Apparated to near the TARDIS.

"Neville seems to know something; it's a pity that the TARDIS was not nearby at the time, otherwise I would know what time point he returned from." Johnny quickly completed the transformation from Auror to Professor, and he chose not to mention the Azkaban mass breakout at all.

"Then are we going to the next stop to continue watching Zhang Qiu's journey?" Harry was full of worries and asked casually.

"No, Zhang Qiu's next stop is obviously stealing the note on the day of the match; you have already seen her." The Professor compared the note Zhang Qiu gave him. "The next stop is, November? Let's go to her fifth stop."

"Okay, this time I must ask her." Harry said absentmindedly.

With a whistling braking sound, the TARDIS stopped somewhere on November 1st. Harry was wondering why this door was so big this time, and only after opening it did he find that this was Hagrid's wardrobe.

Judging from the voices, Zhang Qiu and Hagrid were outside the hut at this time, and their words seemed to contain words like "injured", "culprit", etc.

Harry went out draped in the Invisibility Cloak to take a look, and after confirming that there was no one else around, he took off the Invisibility Cloak, appeared beside them generously, and then joined the conversation very naturally.

"Oh, Harry, you're here too." Hagrid said pleasantly. "You see, this is really abominable; Black injured Buckbeak."

Harry was surprised and looked at the behemoth on the ground; Buckbeak was in a sorry state at this time, large patches of feathers on his body were scorched, and his eyes were also listless.

"Uh, you said this was done by Black?" Harry suddenly remembered that just when the journey began, they witnessed Neville fighting and defeating Buckbeak in the Forbidden Forest, and the date seemed to be October 31st, which was "yesterday" at this time.

"Who else could it be besides him?" Hagrid said angrily. "This villain, he dared to beat Buckbeak like this; don't let him fall into my hands!"

"Harry, don't you want to try to treat him?" Zhang Qiu blinked and said.

"I can try, but I'm not sure how to do it." Harry looked toward Zhang Qiu; at this time, she was completely the Zhang Qiu he knew, gentle and kind, and would also show concern for a huge magical creature.

"Dittany essence or burn treatment ointment; do you know how to prepare Dittany?" Zhang Qiu asked.

Knowledgeable, always able to give good suggestions, always able to provide help; this is the Zhang Qiu I am familiar with, Harry thought so.

"Then, Hagrid." Harry tried not to let Hagrid detect that he had something on his mind. "Zhang Qiu and I will go find Madam Pomfrey."

"That would be great." Hagrid's attention was all on the injured Buckbeak, and he didn't read Harry's mood.

"What's wrong, Harry?" Zhang Qiu asked in a light tone. "You look like you have something on your mind."

"That's right, you really, oh, perhaps I should tell you first." Harry paused and said. "I didn't come directly from your last stop; I have experienced a lot after that, and... witnessed a lot; I think it is necessary to talk to you."

"In fact, I wanted to talk to you since the Quidditch match, but so many things happened later, and I forgot all about it all of a sudden." He added.

"It doesn't matter, then what do you want to say?"

"I feel that you have changed; the you this term is not the Zhang Qiu I know." Harry said directly that sentence that had been hovering in his heart for a long time. "For the sake of divination, are you a bit unscrupulous?"

"Which thing are you referring to?" Zhang Qiu looked like she also knew that she had done some things wrong. "Actually, I don't care that much anymore."

"From the unicorn," Harry realized that he shouldn't talk about things that hadn't happened yet, so he hurriedly swallowed it back and changed his words. "I mean, if the pranks in the school can barely be justified, Sangster and Reyna really make me feel, you know, the you at that time made me feel very strange."

"Very normal." Zhang Qiu admitted without any taboo. "You only know me as Harry's friend, but I also shoulder the master's task; I also need to represent China's interests here; perhaps you will feel a bit strange now, but you will grow up sooner or later."

"You will also shoulder Dumbledore's task, and will also represent the UK's interests in diplomatic storms; one day you will gain power, and you will complete the details of the big picture from the reports of your subordinates, and then manipulate other people's fate on the chessboard, trying to guide the results to the direction you expect." She said in a cold tone. "My master is doing such things, and Dumbledore is of course doing the same."

"Although, you and I will eventually have a day of holding power." Her tone became gentle again. "But now we are friends, aren't we? Perhaps until the end, we can be very, very good friends."

"What you said is not wrong; maybe I'm just a bit unaccustomed." Harry still couldn't figure it out; he just subconsciously echoed.

"When you arranged the Forbidden Forest battle last year, did you consider the fate of the centaurs?" Zhang Qiu asked with a smile.

This question hit the key point all of a sudden; Harry recalled himself last year. When he gathered his classmates to formulate the plan, the centaurs were just a tool to him; although they were also intelligent creatures of flesh and blood, Harry at that time only cared about how much combat power they had, and the so-called life was just numbers.

"This is not quite the same, after all, they are not humans." Harry said in a low voice, and he realized that unicorns are not humans either.

"When you start trying to use chess pieces, you will sooner or later walk to this step." Zhang Qiu nodded. "I'm just a little bit faster than you."

"However, Sangster aside, he is after all a greedy and lecherous villain." Harry said eagerly. "If Professor Doudou didn't come forward, were you planning to forcibly arrange for Cui Ge to transfer schools? Even if Professor Doudou came forward, you were also trying to control Cui Ge's mother."