The Fate of Harry Potter

"You shouldn't be angry with him like that, and he has a personal grudge with Sirius and Lupin, which is obvious," Draco said to Niteya. "It's impossible for him to help Sirius prove his innocence."

"He actually said we were hit by the confusion curse, which was simply a false accusation, and he couldn't do that." Ron, who was lying on the other side of the bed, said angrily.

Natea lowered her head and pondered for a while, suddenly her eyes lit up and she said excitedly, "You are right. Snape will not help Sirius, and he can't do this either. But someone will be willing to help innocent people, and he has the ability to help Sirius."

"Are you talking about Dumbledore?" Draco asked.

"Yes, I have to go to Dumbledore while it's time to tell him all this." Niteya turned to look at Draco, "Draco, this may be Sirius' last chance"

"If you want to do this, then go." Draco hopes that Natea will not care about these things anymore. After all, her identity is more sensitive, but he also knows that he can't stop Natea. "Anyway, you always love to cause trouble."

Niteya ran all the way toward Dumbledore's office, and when she came to the entrance of the spiral staircase of the principal's office, Dumbledore was just down the stairs, and he was a little surprised by Niteya's arrival.

"Professor Sirius is innocent," Niteya said anxiously to Dumbledore. "Everything that year was done by Petr, who was not dead. He was there tonight, just in the screaming shed, we all saw him."

"I'm just about to go to Sirius, maybe we can talk while walking."

Dumbledore led the way in front, and Nitya followed closely behind.

"Professor, I must admit to you that I have nothing to do with Professor Lupin who helped Sirius this year. He had no idea about anything before today." Snape hated Sirius and also hated Lupin. If he wanted to see Sirius accept punishment from the dementor, he would definitely label Lupin as aiding a fugitive.

"I have to say, you did something very bold." Dumbledore's tone was plain, and he couldn't hear his opinion on this matter.

"I'm sorry, Professor." Natea guessed that Dumbledore might be very disappointed with himself now.

"It takes courage to dare to stand opposite to most people, but only if you have reliable judgment." Dumbledore looked back at Nitea.

"I believe in Sirius, and he proved to me that he is trustworthy."

"We can come to a conclusion after we meet him later."

Niteya followed Dumbledore all the way to the eighth floor of the West Tower. Professor Flivie's office. Dumbledore opened the door. Niteya saw Sirius. He was curled up in a chair, pale and lost his anger. His originally ragged clothes and newly added wounds made his whole body look even worse.

"Sirius" Niteya rushed to him quickly.

"Nitia, you" Sirius was surprised that Nitia appeared, and then he turned to see Dumbledore following behind Nitia, "Professor Dumbledore"

"Long time no see" Dumbledore looked at Sirius, "Netia, I think you can simply treat Sirius' wounds while we are talking."

Niteya took out some white freshness and applied it to Sirius' wound. At the same time, Sirius was telling Dumbledore about what had happened from that year to today. Dumbledore fell into silence after hearing it, and his expression looked a little solemn.

"Professor, what Sirius said is true. Not only me, but also Harry and others also saw Peter the Little Dwarf." Dumbledore kept silent, and Nitya was worried that he did not believe what Sirius said just now.

"I believe what you said, but" Dumbledore's expression seemed a little embarrassed. "Compared with the testimony of your children, what Severus said and witnesses on the street at that time claimed that Sirius killed the Little Dwarf. And I myself have testified to the Ministry of Magic that Sirius was once the secret agent of the Porter couple."

"There are also Professor Lupin who can testify to this."

"It's too late, it's too late to wait until Lupin recovers his human body, and the testimony of a werewolf is of little weight." Dumbledore shook his head helplessly.

"How could this happen?" Niteya looked at Sirius powerlessly.

"You have tried your best, Nitea" Sirius's plain tone revealed a sense of despair, "I'm just sorry, I'm afraid I don't have time to complete the promised work."

"Time" Dumbledore suddenly thought of something, "Yes, what we need now is time."

"Have you come up with any solution?" Nitea asked nervously.

"We may have a chance to find Miss Granger now."

Niteia and Dumbledore quickly feel the direction towards the hospital. Along the way, Niteia was thinking about what Dumbledore said. Why would there be a chance to find Hermione now? Even Dumbledore can solve the problem? Can Hermione solve it? This reminded Niteia of Hermione's strange performance over the past year. After taking all the courses at the same time, she instantly went from one place to another. Could it be that Niteia had a bold guess? She had seen it in a book, a time converter, but this is something strictly controlled by the Ministry of Magic. Does Hermione really have it?

When they returned to the hospital, Harry and Hermione were awake, and Snape and the Minister of Magic Fudge were also there. Harry and the others were trying hard to defend Foggy that Sirius was innocent, but obviously Foggy believed more about what Snape said that they were hit by the confusion curse.

"God," said Mrs. Pomfrey hysterically, "It's still not a hospital. These children need a good rest,"

"Sorry, I need to have a good chat with these kids. I've just met Sirius." Dumbledore said calmly.

"He must have told you the nonsense he instilled in Potter and his mind," Snape glanced at Nateya, and then sarcastically said, "What rat, what little dwarf Peter"

"Yes, he did say that." Dumbledore looked at Snape through his half-moon glasses.

"You can't believe these nonsense, right?" Snape said with anger, "I didn't even see the shadow of the little dwarf in the screaming shed."

"I want to talk to these children alone," Dumbledore said, "please leave first."

"Principal" Mrs. Pomfrey was anxious, "They needed treatment and needed rest."

"This matter cannot be waited, I must persist." Dumbledore said without refutation.

Ms. Pomfrey turned her head away with dissatisfaction. Fudge looked at the pocket watch in her hand and said that it was time to greet the dementor. He walked to the door and opened the door, and then waited until Snape walked out of the door in big strides before closing the door outside.

As soon as the others left, Harry and Hermione immediately began to tell Dumbledore what happened tonight. Ron, who was still lying on the bed, interjected and added a few words from time to time. The three of them said one by one, making it impossible to hear what they were talking about.

"Wait, calm down." Nitya stood in front of Dumbledore, trying to calm Harry and Hermione down. "The professor already knows it, and he believes what we say. Now let's listen to his method."

Everyone's eyes were gathered on Dumbledore, hoping that he could come up with a clever plan.

"Time, what we need is time, Miss Granger." Dumbledore looked at Hermione with a serious look.

"But" Hermione reacted, "Oh"

"Now, please note," Dumbledore's voice was low, but it was particularly clear. "Siris was locked in Professor Frevi's office on the eighth floor, the thirteenth window to the right of the west tower. If everything goes well, you can save more than one innocent life tonight. But remember that you cannot be seen. Miss Granger, you know the rules, you should know what dangers will be, and you must not be seen."

The others were a little confused, but Hermione knew everything, and Needia basically confirmed her guess. Dumbledore turned around and walked to the door, then turned back and said, "I want to lock you up now. It's still five minutes away from midnight. Miss Granger, just turn three times, I wish you good luck."

"Good Luck" After Dumbledore closed the door, Harry looked at Hermione in confusion, hoping that she could answer it for herself.

Hermione did not answer Harry's words, she pulled out a thin, long gold chain from her neckline.

"Harry, Natea, come here." Hermione urged urgently, "Quick"

Although Harry didn't understand the situation, he walked over. Hermione raised the chain and hung it around Harry's neck, then turned to look at Nitya "quick"

Natea looked back at Draco, who was lying on the hospital bed, and Natea could clearly see from his eyes that he didn't want him to go with them.

"Hermione, you go there, there are too many people, so it's not convenient to hide it."

"All right"

Time is tight, and Hermione is not too concerned about these problems. Before Harry could figure out the situation, Hermione had already turned the hourglass three times, and soon the two of them disappeared into the room.

"Where are they going?" Ron looked at everything that was happening in front of him in surprise.

"This is a time converter." Draco looked at Ron with contempt, "I don't know"

"What weapon?" Ron was so shocked that he had no intention of considering Draco's attitude towards him.

Before Needia could explain to Ron, the hospital door was opened again, and Harry and Hermione walked in.

"You were here just now, and then came in from the door." Ron's expression became even more shocked. "What the hell is this?"

"Have you succeeded? Have you rescued him?" Nitya asked Harry and Hermione anxiously.

"Yes, we made it." Harry was still gasping.

"Not only that, we also liberated Buckbeck Sirius riding it away now it is free," Hermione said excitedly.

"Where can you hide in hiding with a fugitive?" Draco couldn't help but complain.

"Uh, at least better than life imprisonment." Natea immediately glared at Draco and signaled him not to speak anymore. Draco snorted and turned his head to the side.

"I think you two are lying back on the hospital bed quickly. They may soon find Sirius is gone."

After hearing what Niteya said, both Harry and Hermione returned to their hospital bed and lay down. Ron, confused, wanted to continue asking, but soon Mrs. Pomfrey walked out of her office.

"Have the principal gone, thankfully, finally quieted down. You guys can finally have a good rest." Mrs. Pomfrey's eyes turned to Nitya. She was not injured, "You"

"Can I stay here, Madam?" Niteya looked at Madam Pomfrey pleaded.

Mrs. Pomfrey looked at Nitya, then turned to Draco, "Okay, stay, you two are really regular customers in the hospital this year."

Natea walked to Draco's bed and sat down. Draco's injuries were all because of himself these times. Natea felt guilty. Draco seemed to see Natea's thoughts, and reached out to tap Natea's forehead gently, then said softly, "Don't think about it."