The Mightiest Aurors of Hogwarts

"So, Mr. Black, you mean," Hermione covered her mouth in surprise, "that it was not you who betrayed Harry's parents, but Peter Pettigrew?"

Sirius, who was standing opposite, nodded, but he was still looking at Harry, his eyes full of worry.

He really looks like James, except for his eyes, Harry's eyes are like his mother's...

"Harry, I don't think I am innocent. After all, if I had not proposed changing the Secret Keeper, Peter Pettigrew would not have had the opportunity to betray your parents to Voldemort." His voice was unusually hoarse, and he was obviously trying his best to suppress it. Controlling his emotions, "But please believe me, Harry."

"Even if I die, I will not betray James and Lily." Sirius' eyes were like an abandoned puppy.

Ron still couldn't believe it, or he still couldn't accept it. The pet rat that had been with him for so many years was actually a Death Eater and the murderer of his best friend's parents!Therefore, he seemed to be stupid, and he didn't even react when Hermione squeezed his arm hard while listening to Sirius.

Professor Lupine patted his old friend on the shoulder: "Harry, I didn't believe it at first. After all, for so many years, I have always thought..."

"No, I believe it."

"I have a way, as long as I find the Marauder's Map..." Sirius rubbed his messy hair.

Harry looked straight at him: "I mean, I really believe you."

"Harry?" Hermione exclaimed, and Professor Lupin looked at him.

Something seemed to come alive in Sirius's eyes: "You mean..."

"Yes, I believe you." Harry's eyes were clear in black and white, and he turned to Aesop, who was sitting on the easy chair with his legs crossed leisurely. "I think this is the fundamental reason why you taught me the Qi-Wang Charm. ,Mr Green."

Aesop had a pleased smile on his face: "Harry, you always surprise me, whether it's your resilience during training or your extraordinary courage, and of course, your wisdom at the moment."

Harry looked at Sirius: "Aesop lent me a pair of eyes that distinguish right from wrong. I can clearly feel that there is no trace of black magic in your magic."

Even after ten desperate years in Azkaban...

"Harry..." Sirius' voice was hoarse and speechless.

Aesop stretched and walked out of the room on his own. In this way, as long as Peter Pettigrew was found, Sirius Black's charges could be washed away.

Wait, this seems to be my own room. Even if I want to leave, it shouldn't be my own.

Forget it, it’s a rare reunion after a long separation.He dug into his pockets, as if looking for a lighter. Oh, that was also a habit he had in his previous life.

Obviously I'm still young, so why can't I bear to see such a scene?No, no, no, I helped Sirius out of a pure sense of justice. After all, Sirius was really unjust.

After all, he is an Auror.Aesop could only shake the paper cup in his hand, and it was filled with only one-third of the coffee.

A sound of footsteps came from behind: "Thank you very much, Aesop."

"If you really want to thank me, you can help me grade the homework for my substitute teacher, Remus."

Unexpectedly, Lupine bowed to Aesop very seriously.

"Hey, I said, buddy, it's really not that bad." Aesop scratched his head.

Lupine smiled softly, something flashed in his eyes: "You know, at that time, everyone was celebrating the mysterious man's departure, and everyone was cheering for Harry. Only I felt that the whole world was destroyed. ——My best friend, Sirius killed James, killed Pettigrew, and was imprisoned in Azkaban himself, so I was the only one left..."

These ten years were indeed a difficult decade, both for Sirius, who was imprisoned in Azkaban, and for Lupine, who was living a poor life alone (wolf?) in the magical world.

Aesop looked at the gray hair on the young professor's head and the excessive wrinkles on his forehead, and said seriously: "Remus, then remember to owe me once."

Lupine nodded firmly: "I will remember it."

As the three Harrys watched, Sirius waved his hand towards them, and was transformed into a pocket watch by Aesop.

Although everyone believed he was innocent, the Ministry of Magic would not listen to their explanation, even if two Aurors were willing to testify.

Professor Lupine carefully put it into his pocket: "It's very late, kids. If we don't go back now, we might not be able to catch the dinner. This is Christmas! I didn't expect that the Marauder's Map went around in a circle. Finally it ended up in Harry's hands."

"With this, we can catch that damn rat if he's still in Hogwarts." Pocket Watch's voice was filled with joy.

Harry was also very happy: "You will be truly free then, Sirius."

"Yes, Harry, then you will be able to live in my house openly. I want to see what your damn uncle can do."

"I heard Remus said that your nimbus was damaged by the Whomping Willow. Although to some extent Remus should compensate you, but who made him a poor man? Haha, it's up to me. Let this friend make up for it."

"Harry, what do you think of Nimbus 2001? I think it's better to just get the Firebolt. You will definitely be as good at Quidditch as James!"

Sirius, who was believed by Harry, turned into a chatterbox, as if to make up for what he hadn't said in Azkaban for ten years.

"Captain Green, you have done a great thing." Macduff, who had watched everything, concluded. This American Auror, who always had a serious face and meticulously dressed in a suit, finally felt emotional for a moment, and his eyes It's still red.

Aesop watched Professor Lupine lead the three young wizards towards Hogwarts, leaving a large series of footprints on the snow.

"It's just something that should be done, Hancock." It was getting dark again, but the snow had not stopped yet. Aesop took the last sip of coffee in the cup, "Isn't it our duty to investigate the truth of the matter? ?

"We are Aurors after all."

Hancock sighed: "Everyone is happy. All we have to do next is capture Peter Pettigrew and everything will be complete."

"Everyone is happy? After all, Mr. Black has been lost for ten years, and the Ministry of Magic should be responsible for this." Aesop's tone was a little depressed.

"That's not your fault. You had just entered Hogwarts when Sirius was imprisoned."

Aesop smiled: "Don't comfort me, Hancock. I'm not great enough to take the initiative to take on other people's mistakes. After all..."

"I'm just an Auror."