Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

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"Impossible! Absolutely impossible!"

Brian, who staggered back a few steps, shouted loudly, and at the same time excitedly waved the wand in his hand, subconsciously shooting a red magic beam towards Sirius Black not far away.

Fortunately, he was not far away from the headmaster of Hogwarts, Professor Dumbledore, so before the magic beam even touched Black, it was like a dead snake in the air, being pinched seven inches by an invisible big hand. , after struggling hard for a while, it disappeared with a "sizzle".

"Mr. Brian Miller, I have to remind you that this is Hogwarts, not the office of your Department of Mysteries!" Dumbledore said in a bad tone.

Clark looked at Brian, who was losing his temper, and then glanced at Cornelius Fudge not far away, whose face was expressionless, but his heart was filled with joy.

Now, he could finally confirm which side this annoying guy belonged to.

In fact, from the beginning, Clark was very surprised. He had not offended the deputy director of the Department of Mysteries, so why did the other party keep targeting him.

Then, through the reactions of the other party and Fudge, he discovered that the deputy director might not be targeting him, but Fudge, the Minister of Magic.

Although they came together and belonged to the Ministry of Magic, the relationship between the two of them should not be as harmonious as what he saw... Well, the two of them did not look so harmonious on the surface.

After all, in a political place like the Ministry of Magic, it is normal for some political conflicts between two officials.

So at this time, Clark thought that Brian wanted to attack Fudge's prestige by targeting him. After all, many people knew that Clark had recently become closer to the Minister of Magic through Lucius Malfoy's relationship.

But seeing how Brian lost his composure after meeting Sirius Black and Peter Pettigrew just now, Clark had a new idea.

If the appearance of these two people is the most troublesome, Fudge is the second, then the one from the Ministry of Magic is the first.

"So, Deputy Director Brian wants to find someone to work with and get rid of the word 'deputy' on his head." Clark raised the corners of his mouth slightly and muttered in a low voice, "Then he is really unlucky. "

Not to mention Clark's gloating look in the corner, on the other side, when Sirius Black and Peter Pettigrew appeared in front of everyone, everyone's faces had such rich expression changes that they all ignored it and stood there. Not far from Sirius were Harry, Ron and Lupin.

Surprise, shock, fear, confusion, and even unforgettable hatred, the expressions on everyone's face vary.

It’s just that the complicated situation makes everyone don’t know how to speak.

Whoever spoke first, it seemed that many major events happened one after another on this day, which was enough for them to think about it for a long time.

In the end, Roger MacMillan, the Ministry of Magic employee who had been standing by Black's side and had watched the entire identification incident, walked up to Fudge and told him all about the grievances and grudges between Sirius Black and Peter Pettigrew.

Of course, these two people did not lower their voices when they spoke, so everyone present heard the truth of the matter.

"Minister, Black was wronged..."

"What?!"

"The real murderer is Peter Pettigrew. I saw it all..."

"Tell me more specifically."

"He turned into a mouse and lived in a wizard's family. He also came to Hogwarts with him and lived in the same dormitory with Harry..."

"Black escaped from prison to capture Peter Pettigrew..."

The words of the two men outlined a rough sequence of events, which not only conformed to common sense and logic, but also echoed some of the facts known to everyone present, making people almost subconsciously believe that this might be the truth of the matter.

"absurd!"

Brian loudly interrupted the narration of the two Ministry of Magic employees, "Sirius Black is an escaped murderer wanted by the Ministry of Magic. For such a person to be found innocent based on his own dictation? This is simply ridiculous and ridiculous! Minister! , I suggest that Black be arrested immediately and handed over to the dementors for trial."

"But Peter Pettigrew is still alive, so his murder charge cannot be proven..." Roger, an employee of the Ministry of Magic, stood awkwardly next to Fudge, arguing in a low voice.

Even Harry and Ron, who were guarding Sirius, couldn't help but argue for him, "Minister, Sirius is innocent! Peter Pettigrew pretended to be dead..."

Fortunately, Fudge seemed to have become much smarter at this time. He did not agree with Brian's point of view, but said:

"Deputy Director Brian, don't be so impatient when dealing with this issue. According to the rules, this matter should be handled by the Department of Magical Law Enforcement. I think it's better to temporarily take Black into custody and investigate slowly."

"minister……"

This time, Brian strangely did not try to refute Fudge's words. Instead, after hesitating for a while, he decisively closed his mouth, stood next to the other person, and took half a step back.

A small half step means that this short-lived political confrontation has begun to win or lose.

Fudge nodded with satisfaction, looked at Sirius Black again, and found that the little wizard beside him had already struggled to wake up from his coma, which also made the two Aurors beside him nervously Wand raised.

"Sorry, this guy just wanted to take advantage of the chaos to escape, so I knocked him out."

Black grinned, revealing a mouth full of big yellow teeth. Together with the big bump on Peter Pettigrew's head, it looked like it was intentional.

"Peter Pettigrew, Black has just told us what happened. Is there anything else you want to add?" Fudge looked at Peter who had woken up and asked.

"Principal! Minister! I...I..." The nervous Peter chose to repeat the same trick, "I was wrongly accused!"

He howled a few times, but found that everyone present was looking at him very indifferently, which made him lose his temper instantly like a cock being strangled by the throat.

Everyone present is the elite of the magical world. Judging from their smart minds and rich experience, there are too many loopholes in Peter Pettigrew, which cannot be cleared away by a simple "unjust" sentence. .

At this time, Sirius Black saw Peter's embarrassment, grinned and launched the final fatal blow.

"Mr. Minister, in order to prove my innocence, I am willing to provide my memory for you to verify on the spot. I think no one can lie under magic, right?"

Black's frankness was in sharp contrast to Peter Pettigrew's fear. Looking at the earth-colored short wizard, the balance in everyone's hearts tilted a little towards Black again.

But the embarrassing thing is that the Ministry of Magic seems to have not made preparations for this.

"Uh...Mr. Black, this is indeed a good idea. It's just that we came out in a hurry and didn't bring the telegrapher with us in this operation," an Auror reminded with a wry smile, "There are just a few of us, I'm afraid there won't be anyone." It is very difficult to successfully extract the memory of an adult wizard completely and truly while the target is on guard."

The tense expression on Peter Pettigrew's face had just relaxed,

"I can do it, and I won't take sides. Even if it doesn't work out, I still have Veritaserum here."

A hoarse and cold voice suddenly came, like a slippery snake spitting out a dangerous message.

It was Snape, the Head of Slytherin House, Professor of Potions, and Master of Legilimency and Cerebral Defense. His face was purple at the moment, and he was looking at Peter Pettigrew angrily, along with Sirius beside him. Black.

"Ah, Professor Snape, it would be great if you are willing to take action." Fudge said cheerfully.

But Snape would not give Fudge a good look. He pursed his lips tightly and walked towards Peter Pettigrew with a livid face. Then he grabbed Peter Pettigrew's chin, pulled his head over, and stared at him fiercely. His eyes looked like they were going to eat him alive.

"Look at me, bug!"

Professor Snape's eyes emitted a strange green light, and Pettigrew was instantly frozen, his whole body stiff, and he could no longer look away.

"What happened to Lily's death thirteen years ago?"

While Snape asked sternly, guiding Peter Pettigrew to recall and think, he raised the wand with his other hand, pointed it at his temple, and drew out wisps of silver-white substance.

Headmaster Dumbledore turned a stone into a glass bottle to catch the substance.

Then, Snape put down his wand and stared at Pettigrew with a cold look. That look made the two Aurors guarding Peter look at him nervously, fearing that Professor Snape would not be able to restrain himself and give Pettigrew directly. Peter an Avada Kedavra.

Fortunately, Snape didn't take action in the end. He just threw Peter away in disgust and walked aside without saying a word.

Dumbledore controlled the glass bottle containing Peter's memory to fly back into his hand, and then put it into his pocket in front of Fudge.

Fudge didn't say much about this, but seemed to be very satisfied. Sirius Black was also very happy. Only Peter Pettigrew, who had woken up, looked at the disappeared bottle with a gloomy look on his face.

He knew in his heart that as long as he was still alive in this world, it would be the biggest flaw in the entire incident.

Plus the memories that were extracted...

When he thought of these, he was so nervous that his whole body trembled and he began to sob sadly. At this moment, he missed his old master Voldemort so much.

However, no noseless devil would come out to save him at this time. Several Aurors from the Ministry of Magic cast magic to restrain him tightly, preparing to escort him back to the Ministry of Magic.

"Be careful, he's an illegal animagus and can turn into a rat."

Blake was worried that they didn't understand the situation, so he kindly reminded him, which caused several Aurors to impose several different restraints on Peter.

"Clark, I would like to trouble you this time. Together with Professor Snape, as a witness in this matter, come back to the ministry with us." Fudge first approached Clark and said to him.

Clark was not surprised by this situation. After giving Hermione and Neville a reassuring look, Clark walked silently beside Sirius.

Professor Snape had no objection to this. He also wanted to witness the trial of Peter Pettigrew and see the murderer's tragic end.

On the other side, Fudge approached Dumbledore again, but before he spoke, Dumbledore said that he would participate in the interrogation of Sirius and Peter.

"But I have to finish the school matters first." Dumbledore said, and made a small request, that is, when the final trial is held, he hopes to bring Harry with him.

"Ah, of course, the matter about the dragon farm is equally important," Fudge nodded first, and then said hesitantly: "It's just that this is a trial after all, so take Harry with you..."

"After all, this matter has something to do with Harry, doesn't it?"

Dumbledore's words made Fudge nod repeatedly, "Okay, no problem. I will inform you of the specific trial time."

After everything was arranged, Fudge gently told the professors present not to reveal what happened today, and then took Clark and Snape, together with the Aurors, to escort Black and Peter Pettigrew through the principal's office. of the fireplace, teleported directly back to the Ministry of Magic.

After all, the fireplace in the principal's office can be directly connected to the office of the Minister of Magic. Only in this way can they quietly take Black and Peter Pettigrew back without alerting others.

The group of people silently passed through the space gate of the dragon farm, carefully avoiding the tourists who had not dispersed, and entered Hogwarts Castle.

After passing through the oak doors of Hogwarts, Clark suddenly shouted to Black, "Mr. Black."

Blake didn't expect Clark to call him, so he was stunned for a moment and looked at him doubtfully.

"Hand over Pettigrew, do you know what this means?" Clark and Sirius stepped up the steps to the principal's office together, "You are free."

"Don't worry, I won't forget your help to me..."

Sirius thought he was reminding himself of the agreement between the two, but before he could finish, he was interrupted by Clark.

"That's not what I meant. I still believe in your character. What I want to say is, think about Harry."

Clark reminded him, "As far as I know, Harry's parents have appointed you to be his guardian so that you can help take care of Harry if something unexpected happens to them."

Brian's breathing became rapid as he waited, waiting for Clark to say the words he expected but dared not say.

"I think if Harry had a choice, he would be very happy to leave that Muggle family that was not very friendly to him."

When Blake heard this, a real smile broke out on his haggard face for the first time. The change it brought was so surprising, as if a man ten years younger than Blake was shining out from behind the skinny mask.

At this moment, Clark finally saw the handsome man who was popular in Hogwarts when he was young.

It seems that he did do a good thing.

"Hey, I, Clark, really don't have the talent to be a big devil."

Clark praised himself mentally and strode forward with his head held high.