All things are three at Hogwarts

There was a mocking look in Black's eyes, and Professor Snape's face was so gloomy that it could drip with water, and he was a little angry.

In front of his mortal enemy, he was defeated at the hands of a person he regarded as a brat.

At this moment, Allen and the others heard a whooshing sound in the jungle. The sound became louder and louder from far to near.

A smile appeared on Allen's face, and he guessed the identity of the visitor.

Allen looked intently at the direction from which the sound came. It was still bright and he could clearly identify the person coming.

Suddenly, several broomsticks rushed out from the dense forest. The people on the broomsticks were wearing uniforms of black robes. They were Aurors!

Alan counted silently, two, five, a total of eight Aurors wearing uniforms.

One of them flew at the front, putting two broomsticks away from the others.

Allen quickly stepped forward and recognized the leader as his eldest brother Albert.

"Oh! Merlin on top, Merlin on top!" shouted a young Auror with a tan face. His eyes were wide open and he looked surprised. "This is Sirius Black. What on earth is going on?" thing?"

"D'Artagnan, we will find out the reason." A wizard with high cheekbones and extremely developed jaw muscles glanced at d'Artagnan, obviously impatient with his companion's yelling.

D'Artagnan closed his mouth and looked eagerly at Albert at the front.

"So where is he?" Albert asked, waving his hands at the same time, and two more Aurors immediately stepped forward and pointed their wands at Sirius Black and Professor Snape, looking wary.

After Albert read Allen's secret letter, he immediately went to Mr. Harris to discuss it. They all agreed that Allen could not make a joke on such a big matter.

Therefore, Albert immediately took action and quickly organized a group of Aurors who were close to him to come.

Of course, there are also people from Fudge among the Aurors, which Mr. Harris suggested.

Allen freed Banban who was trapped in the maze.

A gray, bulging mouse with a patch of fur appeared. It was stunned for a moment, then turned around in a circle. When it spotted the uniformed Aurors in the field, its small black eyes bulged out of its head.

It took a step forward, then backed away as if it had seen a snake.

Albert, who was ready to go, grabbed it, and it began to scream, twist around, and struggle desperately.

"It seems like it?" Albert turned around and asked.

Allen nodded, "Are you ready, Albert?"

"Come together?" Albert raised his eyebrows and asked.

Alan glanced at Sirius, his eyes burning in his face.

"I think so," Alan raised his wand high and pointed it at the mouse in Albert's hand, "count to three. One, two, three!"

Both wands emitted a blue light, and for a split second, Banban stopped in mid-air, his little gray body writhing crazily.

The mouse fell to the ground, there was another blinding flash, and then

Like a fast-forward shot of a tree growing, a head comes out and so do the limbs.

A moment later, a man stood where Banban was, cowering and wringing his hands.

This was a very short man, not even taller than Allen.

The thin, lusterless hair was messy, and there was a large bald patch on top.

He looked wrinkled, like a fat man who had lost a lot of flesh in a short period of time; his skin was dirty, almost like patchy fur, and his pointed nose and watery mung bean eyes still had the characteristics of a mouse.

He scanned the crowd, breathing rapidly, and Alan saw his eyes darting straight to the Whomping Willow.

"Peter Pettigrew?" The wizard with very high cheekbones and extremely developed jaw muscles cried out in surprise.

On the ground, Professor Snape, who had witnessed all this, his eyes widened in disbelief, with a complicated expression. As smart as he was, he immediately understood that there was someone else responsible for Lily's death.

Sirius, who was petrified on the side, wanted to rush up and bite Peter to death.

Peter Pettigrew seemed to be shocked by an indescribable fear, and stood still like a statue.

But Allen noticed the eyes rolling back and forth in his lowered eyes.

Alan gave him the same treatment as Professor Snape without hesitation.

The rope spurted out from Alan's wand, binding Peter, who was caught off guard, tightly around and around.

Seeing the looks of the Aurors, Allen touched his nose and said concisely, "Look, he doesn't have an index finger. He can explode!"

This sentence evoked everyone's memory. Thirteen years ago, Sirius blew up a street and Peter Pettigrew died.

If you follow Allen's prompt just now, then there is someone else who blew up the street, and this person is probably the Peter in front of you!

"Lloyd," Pettigrew was no longer silent and said hastily, beads of sweat appeared on his pale face, "you won't believe him, will you...? He and Sirius are in the same group, and he wants to kill Damn me, Lloyd..."

The wizard with high cheekbones and extremely muscular jaws glanced at Allen and wisely remained silent.

As shrewd as he is, he can naturally see that there is something fishy about this matter.

Although he served as a hitman for the Magical Law Enforcement Team, he arrested Sirius Black, who was believed to have killed Peter Pettigrew. But that was just following orders, and it didn't mean that he thought Peter Pettigrew was innocent.

If Peter Pettigrew didn't have a guilty conscience, why would he be willing to remain anonymous and be a mouse for so many years!

And he is not from Crouch, he is from Fudge. If there were any mistakes in the cases that Crouch tried, Fudge would be a little annoyed, but he would also be happy to see the results.

Therefore, Lloyd just stared at Peter closely, silently, and watched what happened.

But obviously, Peter Pettigrew regarded Lloyd, who had captured Black, as a life-saving straw.

"He came to kill me again!" Peter suddenly screamed, glaring at Blake, "He killed Lily and James, and now he comes to kill me again... You have to save me, Lloyd..."

Black's face looked more like a skeleton, with unfathomable eyes fixed on Pettigrew.

"Nobody's going to kill you until we figure something out," Albert said.

"Get it figured out?" Pettigrew screamed, looking around again, his eyes caught sight of the Whomping Willow, and then in the direction of Allen, "I know he will come to me! I know he will come back! I’ve been waiting for twelve years!”

Did you know Sirius would escape from Azkaban? Albert frowned and said, "No one has done it before." "

Peter Pettigrew's body was trembling slightly, as if he was extremely frightened.