Hogwarts: Please graduate soon

Everyone walked out of the principal's office with different thoughts. Professor McGonagall walked the fastest because she had to go back to contact Dumbledore and the Ministry of Magic.

Harry and Ron headed for the tower.

When they reached the third floor, Lupin also said goodbye to Wayne and left, leaving only Snape, Wayne, and Peter Pettigrew floating in the air.

Wayne suddenly took out a whip and introduced it to himself.

"This is a little gadget I studied - the Whip of Kindness. It won't leave any scars when you whip it on your body, but every time you get hit, it's like being hit by a Cruciatus Curse."

"After the last user made some suggestions for improvement, I modified it. This is a more effective and powerful Pro version."

After Wayne finished speaking, Peter Pettigrew was already sweating profusely, but Snape's eyes lit up.

Like a wolf seeing food.

"What are the conditions?"

Snape asked directly without beating around the bush.

"Not much, two bottles of Felix Felicis, for one night."

"Also, my potion grades this semester..."

"Deal, you don't have to come for the final exam."

If it were in the past, Snape would definitely bargain, but now he just wants to experience it and see if the whip is as good as Wayne said.

Wayne handed the whip to Snape and parted ways with him.

And Snape came to the office when Peter Pettigrew put him on a bed, showing a sick smile.

"Don't worry, we have a whole night to have fun..."

"Oh, yes, let me introduce you to my achievements in the past few years, the resurrection potion. Even if you die, as long as it is no more than one day, I can bring you back to life."

This night is destined to be a sleepless night for many people.

Harry was excited. From today on, he had another family in this world. They were not relatives of the "four, three, zero" blood like the Dursleys, but real... family.

He imagined how happy he would be living with Sirius in the future, and it would definitely be as interesting as the Weasleys.

Ron was nauseous. When he returned to the dormitory, he crumpled up his bed sheet and threw it away, and borrowed a spare bed sheet from Harry.

As long as he thought of Peter Pettigrew lying on this bed, he felt nauseous and couldn't sleep.

Lupin was in a complicated mood. The secret from more than ten years ago was completely solved, which made him understand who was the real murderer who killed his friend.

And Snape

He was happy.

All night long, he used the Whip of Kindness that he rented at a high price.

Two bottles of Felicity Potion, the cost of the medicinal materials alone is hundreds of Galleons. Such an expensive price cannot be wasted a minute.

The screams in the house never stopped. Oh, it stopped for a few minutes, but under the effect of the resurrection potion, Peter Pettigrew immediately revived.Became lively and unsatisfied.

After venting all night, Snape was refreshed in the morning, pulling Peter Pettigrew towards the principal's office on the eighth floor.

At this time, many young wizards had already gotten up and went out.

Seeing Snape swaggering through the streets with a wretched man, and tying him in a strange way, they all wondered if he had awakened some extraordinary hobby.

For a while, all the students who were having breakfast in the hall were discussing this topic.

When Snape came to the principal's office, Dumbledore had already returned and was talking to Wayne.

"I didn't expect there was such a tortuous story inside... I have to say that the newspaper sent by Fudge played a great role in helping us find the real murderer."

When he said this, Dumbledore saw Snape pushing the door in and Peter floating beside him, and smiled.

"Good morning, Snape, and you, Peter, long time no see."

"I thought Snape would torture you beyond recognition."

This sentence seemed to have triggered some mechanism, and Peter Pettigrew, with a dull look in his eyes, was activated, and shouted wildly:

"It was me who killed James and Lily, Dumbledore, that's me!"

"Put me in Azkaban, don't let me stay with this devil, hurry up!"

Wayne sighed.

His voice was hoarse, this night was intense enough...

Dumbledore looked at Snape with an inquiring look, and seeing that he still had a blank expression and said nothing, he had to give up.

"Peter, it's great that you can admit your crime so readily." Dumbledore said with a smile: "But please repeat these words to Cornelius later, he is the Minister of Magic."

"Now, can you answer some of my other questions?"

Under Snape's cold gaze, Peter nodded like a garlic.

"When did you join Voldemort?"

"A year after graduation, I was captured by the Death Eaters, and then I couldn't stand the torture..."

"What information did you pass on?"

"I don't remember...I don't remember clearly." Peter said timidly: "He often asked me about the news of the Potters, and...and the actions of the Order of the Phoenix..."

"......."

As questions were answered one after another, the smile on Dumbledore's face gradually disappeared, and behind the half-moon glasses was the anger that could not be concealed.

Wayne was also quite moved when he heard it.

A small person, but a big role.

Such an insignificant follower caused such a great loss to the Order of the Phoenix.

Edgar Bones, Susan's uncle, was also the whereabouts revealed by Peter Pettigrew, and was killed by the Death Eaters.

James and his wife escaped from Voldemort three times, two of which were done by Peter.

AlsoSeveral key members were killed because of him.

Wayne looked at Dumbledore's rare expression change and knew that he must be in a bad mood at this moment.

I'm afraid he could never have imagined at that time that such a person would cause so many tragedies...

"That's all." Peter Pettigrew recounted all his crimes, not daring to look at anyone's eyes, and lowered his wretched head.

Dumbledore didn't speak for a long time, and finally said softly:

"Peter... For the rest of your life, you will repent for your crimes in Azkaban."

At this time, the door opened again, and Professor McGonagall led Sirius, who was shackled on his hands and feet, in.

"Sorry Albus, I have to wait until all the students go to class before I can take Sirius out."

Dumbledore shook his head gently: "It's not too late, isn't Cornelius here yet?"

Sirius' eyes were slightly red when he saw Dumbledore.

If...if he had agreed to Dumbledore's plan at that time and let him become a secret keeper, James would not have died...

Looking at his sunken eyes and skinny appearance, Dumbledore took a deep breath.

He had no way to connect the man in front of him with the high-spirited and unruly Sirius back then.

"Why didn't you tell me at the beginning?" Dumbledore asked slowly.

Sirius clenched his fists tightly and gasped heavily, "I... I am guilty. I shouldn't have changed the secret keeper. At that time, I thought Peter Pettigrew was dead... So I have to go to Azkaban to atone for my sins."

At the end, his voice choked and finally turned into howling.

"Idiot! You are an idiot!"

A group of headmaster portraits were pretending to be dead, only Phineas was jumping up and down in anger.

"You are a big idiot!"

Professor McGonagall looked unkind, but Phineas was the former headmaster after all, so she couldn't say anything, but the other Gryffindor headmasters in the portraits didn't have such scruples.

"This bastard is too arrogant, beat him up!"

"You were just annoying back then, why do you deserve a beating now?"

"I can't stand it anymore, my hands are itching."

"Stop it! Stop hitting me! Aren't you from Ravenclaw? Why do you want to hit me too!"

"Do I need a reason to hit you?"

The red curtain slowly descended, isolating the headmasters who were fighting inside.

Dumbledore asked Snape and Professor McGonagall to leave, as they still had classes. As for Wayne, he stayed.

This was the external aid he invited.

Dumbledore was a rule-abiding person, but he knew that many times following the rules would only tie his hands and feet, and many things would be difficult to handle.

At certain times, only by breaking the rules can you achieve your desired goals.

In this regard, Wayne did a particularly good job.

He not only has strength, but also background, and most importantly... he is a ruthless character who will overturn the table if he disagrees with someone.

It is really the best to let him deal with Fudge.

However... if you want Wayne to help, you will have to pay a high price.

Fawkes's tail is completely bald, and Wayne took it all away to make a few phoenix feather pens.

The arrogant phoenix took out all his anger on Dumbledore and ran away from home.

Well, he ran to Wayne's box to play with the Phoenix King.

"Professor..." Wayne was getting bored waiting: "Is Fudge coming yet? How long do we have to wait for him?"

Dumbledore looked at the wall clock and smiled: "The Ministry of Magic will open at nine o'clock. Perhaps Cornelius is gathering people and will be here soon."

It should be said that Dumbledore knew Fudge very well.

It was less than half an hour later that Fudge came, followed by nine Aurors and a pink toad.

How scared of death is this...

"Albus, Mr. Lawrence." After Fudge came in, he greeted the two first, then waved his hand, and the Aurors behind him were about to control Sirius and Peter.

Dumbledore immediately frowned and stopped him: "Stop! Cornelius, what are you going to do?"

"Albus, these two people are now suspects, I want to control them." Fudge took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

He was stunned when he saw the letter from Dumbledore in the morning.

Who could have known that things would turn around like this, that the hero that the Ministry of Magic had once promoted became the murderer, and that Black, who had been imprisoned for more than a decade, was innocent. 0

After being shocked, Fudge's first reaction was to cover up the scandal, and he must not let this scandal be exposed.

"Principal Dumbledore." Umbridge's sharp voice rang out.

"Minister Fudge respects you very much, but this is not a reason for you to interfere with the Ministry of Magic's law enforcement, right? Or... do you have some other thoughts, and the principal is tired of sitting there, and wants to come to the Ministry of Magic to show what he can do?"

Wayne closed his eyes and massaged his temple with one hand...

If it was a beautiful girl who was doing this, he could still accept it.

But when it was a pink toad, he felt that his eyes and ears were attacked.

"Get out."

Umbridge was stunned, as if she didn't hear clearly, and looked at the boy on the sofa with a puzzled look.

"I said, get out!"

"Not only you, but also other Aurors, get out."

"You..." Ebony stood up and her mouth was crooked with anger. How dare a student dare to point fingers at her, a senior official?

"Umbridge, wait for me outside." Fudge stopped Umbridge who was about to speak, and said seriously: "Shacklebolt, you too."

"Minister..." Umbridge was full of disbelief.

"I don't want to say it again." Fudge's face darkened.

Finally, the Aurors and Umbridge walked out of the office, leaving only Fudge.

"Cornelly, you really should change an assistant." Dumbledore frowned and said, "I just want to solve the problem, and I have no idea about your Ministry of Magic."

"I will pay attention, Albus." Fudge said vaguely.

"Let's talk about Black."

"Peter has confessed everything. Not only did he kill the Potters, he also did many betrayals."

Wayne took out a metal plate at the right time, and Dumbledore's face froze. He recognized what it was.

"Mr. Lawrence, did you record it?"

Wayne showed a harmless smile: "Be prepared, right? ”

He played back what Peter had just said.

After listening, Fudge's face became extremely exciting. Looking at that wretched figure, he couldn't believe that such a small person had done so many great things...

"Peter Pettigrew, are you sure that everything you said is true?"

"I..." Peter was a little hesitant at first, but when he saw Wayne playing with the whip sent back by Snape, he immediately came to his senses and said firmly: "Yes, I did it all, and there are even many things I forgot."

"If you don't believe me, look at my arm. There is still a Dark Mark on it. Come and see!"

Fudge was frightened by his crazy appearance and retreated again and again. He didn't feel relieved until he came to Dumbledore. He asked with lingering fear:

"You admitted it so readily, why didn't you say it at the time?"

"I just realized my mistake, Fudge, put me in Azkaban quickly, I don't want to stay here! ”

“You didn’t force him to confess, did you?” Fudge asked doubtfully.

Wayne pouted: “Just look for yourself, there are no wounds on his body.”

“Okay.” He wiped his sweat again and looked at Sirius: “But... this mistake has been over ten years ago. If it is made public, the Ministry of Magic will be in big trouble.”

“This is what you should do, isn’t it? Tell everyone the truth.” Dumbledore said unhappily.

“Albus...” Fudge said earnestly: “You should also understand the difficulties of the leaders. Once the credibility of the Ministry of Magic declines, it will cause greater disasters. Many wizards will disobey the rules. When the chaos comes, it will not just be a false case.”

“Mr. Lawrence, your uncle is a senior official of the Muggle government. You should understand this, right? ”

Finally, Fudge hoped to get some help from outside.

What surprised Dumbledore was that Wayne actually followed Fudge’s words.

“Yes, officials are also human beings, and it is inevitable that they will make mistakes.”

“But since the mistake has been made, we must deal with it properly and not let anyone catch it."

Wayne gave an example.

"Just like Uncle Huck's predecessor, he was exposed for taking bribes as soon as he stepped down, and the cabinet had to set up a special investigation team to settle accounts with him."

"That's right." Fudge felt the same way, looking at Wayne as if he were a confidant.

"But..." Wayne changed the subject.

"When Sirius was sentenced...you were only the deputy director of the Department of Magical Hazards, right?"

"Yes." Fudge nodded subconsciously: "The minister at that time was Millicent Bagno, and the director of the Department of Law Enforcement was Barty..."

He suddenly realized something, his cheeks twitched wildly, changing into various expressions, and finally became serious.

"Albus! This is a mistake made by the Ministry of Magic, and I must take responsibility! ”

“Don’t worry, I will definitely give Black justice, and the real evil will be brought to justice!”

Looking at Fudge’s impassioned and righteous speech, Dumbledore was dumbfounded...

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