The Trinity of Harry Potter

Fudge's justice speech is over, and the drama performance is about to begin.

Today's performance is a group of professional actors from the wizarding world. They have all hidden their identities and studied at the British National Theater.

However, today's performance is a bit special. The actors only need to dub and read the narration, and all the scenes are presented by magic.

The first scene of the play is the night when Voldemort killed the Potters.

Thick fog filled the auditorium, and everyone saw a terrifying figure in black robes, slowly approaching the Potter's old house.

In the window, the Potters could be seen teasing Harry. They didn't know that the Fidelity Charm had been broken, so they were defenseless.

Peter Pettigrew squirmed uneasily in his chair. When he saw the phantom of Voldemort walking by, his heart almost stopped and he quickly picked up the wine glass next to him and took a sip.

How could it be so real? What the hell is the Ministry of Magic doing?

All of this is of course the work of Kano. He directly pulled out the movie scenes from his previous life and corrected the characters' faces based on the old photos.

Kano had shown these scenes to Harry and Lupin in advance, and after playing them a dozen times, they were finally able to watch it all relatively calmly.

You must know that when watching it for the first time, Harry and Lupine rushed directly to the virtual Voldemort and fought him tooth and nail.

Now their faces are full of tears, but they just cry softly.

Ron and Hermione beside Harry put their arms around his shoulders to calm him down a little.

Lupine covered his mouth tightly and put an earplug on Hagrid next to him, blocking out his thunderous wails.

Apart from the tremors of fear and quiet sobs, the only thing left in the auditorium was the scraping sound like a snake crawling as Voldemort advanced.

Voldemort finally stood at the door and rang the doorbell.

James didn't even take his wand, he said something to Lily, ran out and opened the door.

The smile froze on his face, a green light flashed, and he flew out directly, falling lifelessly to the ground.

Even Dominic, with his hands clasped and his mouth turning white, let alone people from the British wizarding world.

Lily opened her arms to block Voldemort, and kept begging for something. Voldemort impatiently waved his wand to get her out of the way, and finally he lost patience.

Another green light flashed, and Lily fell in front of the crib.

Snape closed his eyes in pain, as if he was the one who was hit by the death curse.

It's all because I told Voldemort the prophecy... It's all because of me.

He tried his best to control his emotions, and his whole body was as stiff as if he had been under a full-body binding spell.

When Voldemort comes back, he will still need to be an undercover agent, so he can't show any extreme behavior.

Bear it, you must bear it.

Finally, Voldemort pointed his wand at the baby Harry. He chanted the curse, but the killing curse bounced back and knocked him away.

The silent first act is over, but the fog has not lifted.

Peter Pettigrew had huddled in his chair. If it weren't for the Auror watching next to him, he would have turned into a mouse and run away.

All this was too real, and he never thought that one day he would witness the death of Mr. and Mrs. Potter with his own eyes.

But that wasn't the reason why he was so scared. What he really feared was the moment Voldemort died.

He bit his hands tremblingly and curled up into a ball as hard as he could.

But will Kano let him go?

Like a mist, Voldemort's half-dead spirit appeared on the stage again, and then began to angrily accuse the person who had informed him.

"Idiot, he made me lose my body!"

"I must torture him so hard that he can neither survive nor die!"

"I want him to taste the most terrifying black magic in the world and make him suffer for thousands of years!"

The cold and angry tone created by professional actors made people shudder. The audience had long forgotten that this was a performance, and they were too careful not to speak out for fear of being targeted by Voldemort.

They thought Voldemort was condemning Sirius, but Peter felt that every sentence was talking about him.

His spirit was already very fragile due to the long-term effects of multiple drugs. Peter, who was completely brought into rhythm, felt that Voldemort in front of him was looking at him viciously.

Those slender snake eyes were so terrifying, the hands under the black robe seemed to be about to cast a spell on him in the next second.

In fact, the picture Kano showed him was different from others. It had a higher resolution and was a real VIP treatment.

At this moment, there was a sudden burning pain from the Dark Mark on his arm.

This directly penetrated his riddled psychological defenses, causing him to drowsily follow his instincts.

He knelt down on the ground with a plop, kowtowed as if pounding garlic, completely forgetting where he was.

"You loser! I'm going to kill you!"

"I have made meritorious deeds! I have given you a lot of information!"

"If it weren't for your information, how could I be like this? Just give Nagini breakfast!"

"No, Master, I will make amends. Don't kill me, Master, they still trust me, I can still kill the Potter boy..."

He raised his head and the fog dissipated.

The decoration in the auditorium is still full of festive atmosphere, and the long white candles illuminate the place extremely brilliantly.

But Peter just felt like he was falling into an ice cave.

"I can explain!"

Lupine stepped forward angrily, slapped him in the face, and pulled off his sleeve, revealing the Dark Mark.

"Look, everyone! This traitor! He is a traitor!"

"I don't...I'm under a spell!"

"You are so frightened that no one cast a spell on you! I can see it clearly!"

Mad-Eye Moody came over with a bang and said.

"No one can hide this from my eyes!"

His blue magic eyes flickered in his eye sockets, and the guests all looked away.

"Wine, there's nagging soup in the wine, I'm affected!"

Cano stepped forward, took a sip of wine from Peter's glass, and then spoke clearly and spoke every word.

"Fudge is a loser!"

People looked at Fudge, who was just pulling Peter's bullshit, and felt that these words were very true.

Talking about soup will only make people talk nonsense.

"Minister, minister, I was affected by the magic potion. This kind of evidence doesn't count, it doesn't count!"

Fudge's eyes wandered around for help.

Finally, Snape "couldn't stand" Fudge's gaze and came forward "reluctantly".

He sniffed the remaining wine carefully, then shook his head silently.

"There are no spiritual potions like Veritaserum."

Peter collapsed to the ground.

"You murderer, I want you to pay with your life!"

Harry stood up and roared, and the silent crowd in the auditorium shouted. Peter wanted to turn into a mouse, but Kano stood beside him and pinched the back of his neck.

Silver magic power was injected silently. Peter shuddered and found that his magic power suddenly became chaotic.

Fudge opened his mouth in embarrassment, wanting to say something, but finally gave up helplessly.

Rufus Scrimgeour, the director of the Auror Office, strode forward like a lion, grabbed Peter by the collar, and started an instant interrogation.

in front of everyone.