Hogwarts: I, Tom, am really not Voldemort!

Innocent! Released!

At the moment Burns announced this, Sirius Black sat blankly in the judgment chair, his ears constantly echoing: "Innocent... Released... Innocent... Released..."

Burns, Scrimgeour, and the Wizengamot members had already left, and the crowd in the audience began to disperse.

Fudge came over to greet Dumbledore and Sirius: "Dumbledore, Sirius, it was Barty Crouch who acted on his own initiative back then, and for his own personal reasons, he imprisoned Sirius in Azkaban without trial.

Now we have corrected the chaos, and Barty Crouch needs to pay for his personal behavior."

Dumbledore looked at Fudge strangely, not expecting him to say such a thing, but after a little thought, he understood his intention.

That's right, as far as Fudge is concerned, it doesn't matter whether Sirius is innocent or not, but as for Barty Crouch, his biggest political enemy, he really can't wait for the other party to die.

He would not let go of any opportunity to strike at the other party, and even the importance of stability, which he valued most, had to take a back seat at this moment.

As expected, Fudge hurriedly went to find the reporters.

Tomorrow's headline news must be a good publicity stunt for how fair and just he, the Minister of Magic, is, as well as Barty Crouch's criminal behavior. This is a major event and cannot be delayed.

Harry also came to the center of the room at this time, gently pinched Sirius's hand, and called out, "Godfather!"

Feeling the warmth from the palm of his hand, and the cry of "Godfather", Sirius's dead eyes lit up again.

"Are you... Harry?"

After a long time, Harry let go of Sirius, looking a little embarrassed.

The stiff muscles on Sirius's face twitched, revealing a stiff and ugly smile: "That's great... That's great... I didn't expect to see you again in this lifetime, Harry.

The last time I saw you, you were only this big."

As he said, he gestured with his hand.

Harry listened to him quietly.

Sirius babbled for a while, seemingly noticing something: "Wait, Harry, you just called me Godfather? You... you know I'm your Godfather?"

Harry nodded heavily.

After a moment of silence, Sirius tentatively asked with some hesitation: "Then... then do you know that your parents gave me your custody back then?

I don't know if you're willing..."

"I'm willing, of course I'm willing."

Harry interrupted Sirius loudly before he could finish speaking, "I want to live with you, I want you to be with me all the time..."

Sirius's eyes were red, and his shriveled hand stroked Harry's cheek, muttering: "That's great... That's great... Back then, when I, James, and Remus were at school..."

Sirius, who was obviously not in a good mental state, looked at Harry's face that resembled James, and couldn't help but start reminiscing about the past again.

Only this time, Harry turned his face away, Tom looked at the sky speechlessly, and even Dumbledore was rarely a little embarrassed.

After all, the embarrassing things about Sirius's student days had spread to an outrageous extent at Hogwarts.

Seeing that Sirius was caught in his memories and unable to extricate himself, Dumbledore had no choice but to interrupt him: "Alright, Sirius, you can reminisce about the past later, now you need to rest well."

Harry even pushed Tom out to divert Sirius's attention: "Sirius, let me introduce you, this is my classmate and friend, Tom, Tom Riddle, the biggest contributor to Peter Pettigrew's conviction and your acquittal is him."

Sirius gratefully shook Tom's hand: "Thank you, Tom.

It's really worthy of being Harry's classmate, you are really an excellent Gryffindor."

Tom pulled his hand out expressionlessly and pointed to the green mark on his robe: "Sorry, I'm a Slytherin."

"Uh..."

'What kind of eyes are those, if it weren't for plotting the Slytherin locket, who would care about your life or death.'

In the end, Sirius was taken away by Dumbledore to recuperate in the resentment of the 'stupid Gryffindor', while the resentful Tom and the delighted Harry were taken back to school by Mr. Arthur Weasley.

Early the next morning, in the Great Hall, Tom received the Daily Prophet of the day.

Opening it, the headline was indeed "Reversal of a 10-Year-Old Case, Peter Pettigrew Imprisoned, Sirius Black Released."

There were quite a few students in the Great Hall who received the Daily Prophet, and there was a burst of exclamations.

"Is it real? Peter Pettigrew is the traitor?"

"Oh my god, Sirius is actually innocent!"

"Where's Harry, is there any inside information?"

Tom listened to everyone's discussion, at first it was very normal, but gradually it became more and more strange, especially for some girls.

"Does that mean Professor Snape can reconcile with Sirius? Happy, sprinkling flowers ~"

"No, no, James is the white moonlight in Snape's heart, no matter how miserable Sirius is, how can he compete with the dead."

"But what I'm shipping is the CP of James and Sirius, what should I do?"

"Isn't anyone considering Lily?"

"Heretic! Loveless!"

Tom buried his head in the newspaper, sin, sin ~

He can really swear to heaven that that time was really just a whim of his, he really didn't expect it to cause such consequences, now it makes him a little embarrassed to see Snape, but what's going on with the urge to write a short essay in his heart.

He casually flipped through the Daily Prophet, and an article caught Tom's attention.

"Shocking! Retired Auror Forcing Hogwarts Little Wizards to Duel, Is It Moral Degradation? Or Is It Human Distortion?"

It had the flavor of a UC Shocking title, and the author's signature was indeed Rita Skeeter.

However, Tom looked at his handsome figure in the photo of the report, as well as his heroic deeds of not being afraid of power and resisting evil forces in the report, and immediately decided that next time he invited Rita Skeeter to dinner, he would definitely give him an extra chicken leg.

Flipping through the newspaper, Tom felt something in his sixth sense, suddenly raised his head, folded the newspaper and tucked it under his arm, and left the hall.

He came all the way to the owlery, and after confirming that there was no one around, Tom said, "Okay, there's no one, don't hide, come out."

A beetle landed in front of Tom with a "buzzing" sound, and then it turned back into the middle-aged woman with jewelry-encrusted glasses and long golden curly hair.

"Good morning, Ms. Rita Skeeter."

Tom greeted her with gentlemanly demeanor, "Let me introduce myself, my name is Tom Riddle, a first-year Slytherin student."

Rita Skeeter obviously didn't have the patience to exchange pleasantries with Tom: "I'm here, what do you want to talk about?"

Seeing this, Tom also chose to go straight to the point: "I want a mouthpiece for my exclusive use.

If I need public opinion in the future, I need you to come forward."

"Why?"

Rita Skeeter exclaimed in a loss of voice.

"Because I know you are an illegal Animagus, if you don't want to be sued, you better agree to my request."

Tom stared at Rita Skeeter with cold eyes.

"Of course, you can also disagree.

Then, I don't mind letting you try my methods, I guarantee you will never forget it!"