Hogwarts 1991

Chapter 397 Meeting (Part [-])

"Ah, that's what he said when I was chatting with Charlie..."

Hagrid rubbed his head, yawned and said, "Good man, Charlie Weasley... He often brings me the latest news about the fire dragon, and introduces me to other dragon tamers, and even lets me touch those cute big guys..."

Hagrid rubbed his eyes, the black beetle-like eyes could not be opened and narrowed, he pulled himself together and continued, "These things were said while chatting with the dragon tamers..."

"By the way, where did we talk... um, it's that idiot Fudge who can't do anything to you now, don't worry, Remus. You can see who he brought with him when he came here... Werewolf Special Operations Division! It's just funny! Dumbledore will definitely help you out of these bad things. I've never seen you such a good Defense Against the Dark Arts professor. The idiot Lockhart last time, it was a disaster..."

Hagrid kept nodding his head, trying to support himself and said, "Of course, this is also the conclusion I came to when chatting with Charlie..."

"Professor Lupine, you don't have to..."

Before he could finish speaking, Hagrid finally couldn't hold on any longer. He slammed his head on the arm of the table and fell asleep.

"Hagrid, Hagrid!"

After trying to scream twice, Lupine finally confirmed that Hagrid had really passed out, so he hurriedly took out a small glass bottle from his pocket, pulled the stopper off, sniffed it, and his spirit, which was still a little shaky, was shaken.

(When there was no wolfbane potion, most werewolves in the world used [Life and Death Water], which is a powerful sleeping pill, to ensure that they would not run out to harm others during the full moon.

However, this situation is very dangerous, because the werewolf's resistance to magic will change with the influence of the magic power in the night of the full moon. No one knows when the werewolf will wake up.

After the Middle Ages, this method is rarely used, and the werewolf will also cause its own weakness and coma after taking this potion, which is also very dangerous for itself.But in modern times, there are still many kind and poor werewolves who choose this method and potion to ensure that they will not harm others.

But at the same time, werewolves who use this method many times will also have additional drug resistance, which can resist the sleeping effect of most of the [Life and Death Water Potion]. )
After getting rid of the effect of [Strong Sleeping Pill] in the tea, Lupine turned around and looked at the corner of the room.

really……

A familiar yet unfamiliar figure appeared in the corner.

A long, shaggy mass of curly hair fell to the elbows, and he was dressed in a tattered Muggle suit.

—Sirius Black.

But what Lupine thought, or what the wizarding world thought Black should be, was thin, skinny, haggard—none of them.

Although Sirius Black has an old face and ragged clothes, and the 12 years of Azkaban have left deep marks on him, but——

——What the hell is that fat belly?

There are also ruddy, round cheeks...

Lupine could not believe that he was a fugitive.

Is the prison food in Azkaban prison that good now?

Also said that Dementors are now 'politically correct for Western Muggles'?Would rather starve himself to death than absorb Sirius' positive emotions and torture him?

It doesn't look like the guy is being pursued by half a Ministry of Magic Auror right now.

and many more?

Lupine remembered - what Hagrid had just said.

- Gained twenty catties?

Who can believe it!
He doesn't know what to say?

Moody, Fudge, and those Aurors would probably faint from crying if they knew what Sirius looked like now.

The two looked at each other, one was too shocked to speak out because of the scene in front of them, the other was because they hadn't spoken for a long time, and because they were misunderstood, they couldn't speak first, so they could only stare blankly at each other.

For a moment, only Hagrid's huge grunt shaking the whole hut, and Fang Fang's puzzled whimpers echoed in the hut.

The boss (Padfoot) is gone, and the transformation into a human makes Yaya very curious and excited.

"I wonder when you'll find me! Remus!"

Black moved his mouth and tongue, and spoke hoarsely first, his voice sounded like he hadn't spoken for a long time.

"I think you should be able to think of... Agnimus, and that name..."

"Yes, I should have thought of that earlier," said Lupine in a low voice, drawing out his wand and pointing it at Black, very rudely.

"What are you doing here, Blake!"

"Explain, explain, I can't figure it out! It stands to reason that you have seen Harry already, haven't you?"

"Why didn't you do anything! Traitor!" Lupine asked angrily.

After Blake bent down to appease Fang who was eager to try, he walked forward and came to Lupine.

The tip of Lupine's wand was pointed straight at the tip of his nose.

There was no trace of fear on Blake's face.

"Remus!" came a hoarse voice.

"Don't call me that name!"

"I'm not your friend, not since 12 years ago..."

Lupine growled in agony, his wand trembling slightly.

"Why...why did you betray us!"

"James, Lily...there are so many Order of the Phoenix, sacrificed Aurors..."

Lupine spoke every word, his expression pained, and he stared at Black carefully.

I want to get an answer from this old friend, a puzzle that he will never forget even if he becomes a werewolf every time he becomes a werewolf.

"I didn't betray you, you know me, I would rather die myself that night."

Staring at Lupine's face, Black said hoarsely.

"lie!"

"Peter...couldn't it be your own hands..." Lupine was so excited that he couldn't continue.

There was no expression on Black's face, his body trembled slightly, and his body froze for a few seconds.Then, he took a step back very slowly, and slowly and carefully took out an old, torn, wrinkled "Daily Prophet" as if soaked in water, from the pocket of his ragged Muggle clothes.

Carefully, he spread the picture out in his hand and showed it to Lupine.

Lupine didn't understand what he meant.

Sirius spoke, his voice was hoarse and trembling, very strange, he was suppressing some powerful emotion, and there was some kind of madness in his originally calm eyes, which was something that could not be consumed by Azkaban.

—hatred!Or target!

"Peter...Peter Pettigrew." Black's mellow face was full of pain and regret, "I didn't kill him that night, if possible... I would like to kill him, even if the price is that I will be sent back to Azkaban..."

"This is the thing I regret the most."

With a slight movement of Lupine's wand, the photo was enlarged and floated beside Sirius.

He glanced at the photo.

Lupine immediately froze when he saw the mouse on Ron's shoulder.

He hurriedly asked, "Don't tell me that Peter is still alive, and he betrayed James!"

"If what you said is true, why did you stay in Azkaban for 12 years! You tell me, if you tell Dumbledore the truth...we will save you..."

Lupine wondered if he should trust Sirius Seablack.

"Besides, as far as I know... you are the secret keeper of James Lily and the others!"

"I'm not!"

Black shook his head slowly, and he said hoarsely, "Lupine... I live in regret every day."

"Actually, that would be equivalent to killing them."

"I hate myself, if I hadn't tried to convince Lily and James to replace me with Peter at the last moment, and let them use him as a secret keeper instead of me..."

"I also complacently thought it was a good idea to divert Voldemort's attention to me..."

"Fool! What a fool."

Black's expression was almost out of control, full of rage, he clenched his fists and said, "The night Lily and the others died, I went to see Peter to make sure he was safe, but when I came to the place where Peter was hiding, he had already left."

"There is no trace of fighting, I feel something is wrong, and I immediately remembered Peter's hesitant expression when he cast the spell...he was afraid..."

"So I went to James's house right away. When I arrived, I saw the ruined house and their bodies. At that time, I realized that I had done a stupid thing, and I realized how big a mistake I had made...Because of myself, I lost two friends that night..."

"If I hadn't been so proud and smart at the time, I should have been able to see the cowardice in Peter's heart. He was studying at Hogwarts like this...following behind the strongest, looking for a sense of protection and security. If I hadn't put the Fidelity Curse on him, maybe he wouldn't have turned to Voldemort out of fear...and neither would Lily James..."

"So I chased after Peter, questioned him with my wand, and when he blew himself up to two finger shards... I stayed where I was and waited for the Aurors from the Ministry of Magic to catch me, and let them throw me into Azkaban without saying a word..."

"I do think I'm guilty, but for me ... there's a good chance that none of this would have happened."

"You also recognize the mouse in that picture!" Finally Black asked.

"Well, his front paw...is missing a toe."

"And it does look a bit like Wormtail back then."

"It's very clever, very simple... I should have thought of it long ago. When I cornered him and questioned him, he woke up the Muggles in the whole street by yelling like crazy, saying that I betrayed James and Lily, and then blew up the whole street with the hidden wand, and fled into the gutter with other mice..."

"So the biggest wreck that can only be found is Peter's finger!" It sounded like it could be explained, Lupine took two steps back to sit on the seat, although the wand was still pointing at Sirius, it was already hanging down slightly.

"How did you get this paper?" Lupine asked again.

"One day last year when I was eating, a newspaper automatically appeared in the magic tray... I guess it must have been caused by the laziness of the wizard guards in a light sentence prison of the Ministry of Magic!"

"It doesn't matter. When I saw this newspaper that night, I recognized him immediately - how many times Peter has transformed in front of me. In the past 12 years, his figure has been replayed in my mind...I remember every bit of him. It's ridiculous to say that this painful memory is driving me crazy...I immediately recognized the mouse in the photo as Peter."

"Plus the report under the photo says - the boy is a friend of Harry Potter."

"I don't know what he was trying to do near Lily and James' son... For 12 years I thought he was alive..."

"That night I decided I was going to escape. So I transformed into Padfoot and escaped from Azkaban... those monster dementors they can't tell animals... so I swam all the way to London, found Harry, and followed him all the way to the Leaky Cauldron..."

Blake spoke hoarsely of his experience.

He kept talking, how he had been shrunk down by one of Harry's friends and taken to the train, and then sneaked away, trying to survive by stealing rubbish in the Muggle village of Hogwarts.

"Then how did you get taken in by Hagrid?" Lupine asked, turning his head to look at Hagrid, who was so loud.

"I used to take advantage of the dementor riots at Christmas, and tried to find Peter in the Gryffindor dormitory... It's a pity that I overestimated myself, and fainted halfway because of my weakness and hunger..." Black said with a wry smile.

"You! You are weak..." Lupine stared at Black's big belly that could not be covered by his tattered clothes, his eyes were full of doubts.

"Really! It's true..."

Blake looked down at his big belly and couldn't continue talking. If he saw this, he wouldn't believe it.

"Well, anyway, I was picked up by McGuffin and Harry in the form of Padfoot...and sent to Hagrid."

"McGuffin? MacGuffin Albert?" Lupine chanted the name slowly, feeling something was wrong. This little wizard seemed to have appeared too many times.

"Hmm! Padfoot was also called by him by Harry and Hagrid."

"I always feel that this little wizard knows something." Black said, "It's a pity that I can't confirm it clearly, and I don't dare to risk a little risk of revealing my identity to ask him about civilization. I can only communicate with a very smart cat..."

"cat?"

"Well, it's the smartest cat I've ever seen. It seems to have a unique ability to see through the transformation of an Animagus at a glance. Not only me, but also Peter... You also know that after I become Padfoot, I can communicate with those cats, owls, dogs and other pets to a certain extent... I spent a lot of effort to make it believe me."

Lupine was a little puzzled, and Black continued to explain, "That cat belonged to Harry's friend, a very clever little witch... Like Lily at the time, she was also born as a Muggle."

"Hermione Granger!"

"Oh, yes, Hermione, it's her cat. I've been communicating with it, trying to find a way for it to bring Wormtail to me...it's also safer."

"Later, Peter seemed to find me near Hogwarts, so he disappeared directly. I didn't know until recently that McGuffin had found Wormtail again."

"Help me, Remus! As long as I find that mouse, everything will be confirmed, and I won't leave here until then." Black looked into Lupine's eyes and begged.

Black's narrative is indeed very convincing, and it also makes sense logically.

Lupine held up his wand feebly, looked at Black and asked calmly, "The last two questions, if they convince me, then I'll give it a try..."

(End of this chapter)