Poisoned Eggs at Hogwarts

Iger and Dumbledore's words were vague, but no one was in the mood to listen to them. Professor McGonagall was sitting on a chair with red eyes and sniffing. Professor Sprout and Professor Flitwick whispered to Professor McGonagall, and Snape looked gloomy at Peter Pettigrew, who was drowsy in the cage.

A few minutes later, the door of the principal's office opened, and Fudge hurried in with Kingsley and Dawlish, looking unhappy.

Sure enough, as Dumbledore said, the dementors couldn't even enter the gate of Hogwarts, and Iger didn't know how Dumbledore did it.

"Dumbledore, what's going on?" Fudge's face was very ugly. The news that Evra passed on made Fudge a little blind. Why did the original hero suddenly become a traitor, and the Ministry of Magic let an innocent The people who stayed in Azkaban for twelve years.

"Iger, Veritaserum..." Dumbledore signaled Iger to pour a few more drops of Veritaserum on Peter Pettigrew.

With a wave of Iger's wand, a hole was opened in the iron cage next to Peter. Iger pinched Peter Pettigrew's mouth roughly and filled him with a whole bottle of Veritaserum, and then woke Peter Pettigrew up with two slaps.

In the end, under Kingsley's pressure, Peter Pettigrew told everything about what happened twelve years ago, from his defection to Voldemort, to the casting of the Loyalty Charm, and finally to Sirius' arrest of him , how he blew up the streets and put the blame on Sirius.

Fudge's face was very ugly, he winked at Kingsley, and Kingsley stepped forward to check it with his wand.

"No sign of the Imperius Curse." Kingsley whispered beside Fudge.

Fudge looked a little annoyed, nodded helplessly, then turned to look at Dumbledore: "So, this guy is the real betrayer, isn't he?"

"I hope that the child can be released as soon as possible, Fudge." Dumbledore said, looking at Fudge seriously.

Fudge nodded: "However, I hope this matter..."

"This matter must be known to the public, Mr. Minister." Iger waved his hand, and the iron cage next to Peter Pettigrew slowly changed back to its original shape: "We cannot let a heroic figure sacrifice twelve years in vain. "

Fudge looked at Iger with a soft tone in surprise, and Iger looked at Fudge with a slight upturn of his mouth: "After all, the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic spent all their time searching for the truth and caught the real culprit. The minister is sweating in vain, besides, I think the public will also be happy to see the image of the Minister of Magic who dares to face up to the mistakes of his subordinates."

Fudge stared blankly at Iger, his face gradually softened, and then he looked at Iger and smiled: "You're right..."

"It just so happens that Rita Skeeter and I are fairly acquainted, and I will tell her the truth about what happened today." Iger smiled: "I remember that she still has quite a few readers."

"Your name is Iger Morrisseys, right?" Fudge looked very good: "You are very nice..."

With that said, Fudge patted Iger on the shoulder, watched him laugh, and then turned to look at Dawlish beside him: "Take that guy away, Kingsley, you hurry to Azkaban and inform them to take the little boy away." Sirius is acquitted, immediately!"

"Then let's go first." Fudge looked at Dumbledore and nodded.

Dumbledore smiled kindly, and looked at the closed door. Dumbledore glanced at Iger in surprise: "Your head turns quickly, and you have a good grasp of his weaknesses."

"He's at that level..." Iger curled his lips.

"You're right..." Dumbledore nodded, then looked at Professor Sprout: "Pomona, please send Minerva back first, it seems that she needs to calm down."

Iger didn't stay in the principal's room for too long, he just strolled along the corridor and returned to the common room.

The night's party had just ended when Iger arrived in the common room.

"Iger!" Ron's voice sounded behind the sofa, and Iger turned his head to look. Ron's face was a little dirty, and he didn't know what he was looking for.

"Did you see Scabbers?" Ron asked with a bitter face, "It's so strange, obviously it has to stay on my bed every night..."

"Eh..." Iger blinked and blinked: "It may be coming to Azkaban soon..."

Ron: "???"

That night, in Iger's bedroom, Iger told Harry and Ron what happened just now.

Ron looked in disbelief: "Babber? Animagus? It's impossible here, he's living in my house..."

"Twelve years, right?" Iger looked at Ron: "How could a normal field mouse live so long?"

"Iger, what you just said is... that guy leaked the secret to Voldemort, he is the one who really betrayed my parents, right?" Harry looked a little dazed.

"It's like this. Although you couldn't kill him with your own hands, I don't think these are important. You will soon have something more gratifying." Iger nodded and smiled slightly.

"What?" Harry asked a little confused.

"That Sirius Black." Iger looked at Harry: "He is your godfather."

When Harry heard Iger's words, he immediately stopped thinking about the damn mouse, and his heart was filled with Iger's words. It seemed that he was going to suffer from insomnia again tonight.

"But how did you find out that he was an Animagus?" Ron looked at Iger suspiciously.

Iger spread his hands: "Because I am also..."

I have to say, this is indeed the best reason at the moment...

With that said, Iger turned around and turned into a black kitten. Ron and Harry looked at Iger in surprise.

"...You probably ate Scabbers, right?" Ron's face was bitter, but Harry beside him was surprised.

"How is it possible?" Iger changed back again, and couldn't help but rolled his eyes: "Okay, go back to sleep quickly, let you have no mice, and I will make it up to you on Halloween in a few days."

Ron became excited when he heard the words. Everyone knows that the gifts Iger gives every time during the festival are very expensive, which makes Ron couldn't help getting a little excited. One night, Harry and Ron didn't sleep well. One is thinking about the godfather, the other is thinking about presents...

Early the next morning, the news on the Daily Prophet quickly aroused people's heated discussions. Sirius, who had been imprisoned in Azkaban for twelve years, was actually innocent, and the real murderer was Peter Pettigrew?

Under Iger's instruction, Rita lavishly praised Fudge's criticism of the mistakes made by the original Ministry of Magic, and praised Fudge for correctly facing the mistakes made by his subordinates, and did not avoid talking about them because of the authority of the Ministry of Magic. Rita also advertised the diligent work of the Ministry of Magic Aurors in capturing Peter Pettigrew.

According to Aisha's letter, it is said that Mad-Eye Moody, who had just retired, was furious. He thought that the Ministry of Magic had done nothing and should report truthfully.

Iger looked at Aisha's teasing letter and laughed, and then looked around strangely at the students whose eyes were flickering and whispering to him.

"Good morning, Boss~" Fred and George walked over cheerfully. Because they earned 70 cents, the two brothers are now floating when they walk.

"In the past two days, there have been rumors that you are the heir of Slytherin, because you are said to be a Parseltongue." George smiled and sat next to Iger.

"Then you didn't tell them that not only can I talk to snakes, but I can also talk to birds?" As he spoke, Iger cheerfully teased Lak on the long table beside him, with a series of cooing sounds in his mouth: "Yes Right, Rucker?"

"Gu~" Lak stretched out his little paws to plan the table, and tilted his head in some agreement. Why is it a tilted head? Because owls are not good at nodding...

"Cool..." Fred looked at Iger in amazement: "What kind of ability is this?"

"Learning ability." Iger's face was reserved, but his heart was extremely swollen: "I learned Parseltongue only after reading a spell-cast snake essay, it was not born with me."

"Very good, let's spread the news!" The two looked at each other and ran away in a hurry.

Sure enough, in less than half a day, the topic of whether Iger was a descendant of Slytherin disappeared suddenly, and many students even wanted to learn those weird languages ​​with Iger, but Iger refused because he himself It is also inexplicably learned...