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"Clean." Lilith let go of Snape's hand and looked into Snape's eyes. "Scott is always right. I will always be by your side, no matter what."

Snape couldn't understand why Lilith said that. "You're talking nonsense."

"Time will tell..." Lilith brushed the hair away from Snape's lips with her fingers.

Snape felt a little uncomfortable and held Lilith's wrist. The tip of my nose smelled a subtle smell of medicine. "Veritaserum...I don't remember teaching you this potion."

"Ah... I learned this secretly." Lilith leaned close to Professor Snape's face, the scent of roses mixed with the smell of wormwood. "Professor, do you want to punish disobedient students?"

Snape frowned and retreated, "You deserve the punishment, but please give me the bottle of Veritaserum first."

Lilith sighed regretfully and put down three medicine bottles, one of which was only half full.

"Contraindications for brewing and using Veritaserum, 16 inches long. Leave it to me next week."

…Dividing line…

The Ministry of Magic took away Peter Pettigrew and put him on trial. Peter Pettigrew confessed to the crime he had committed.

Sirius was released, and the Black family property was ordered to be returned.

When the two Aurors came to the cell, Sirius was sitting dejectedly in the corner.

"Come out!" the Auror opened the door and shouted to him.

Sirius raised his dull eyes. The messy hair and beard are stuck to his face, and the tattered clothes on his body cannot be seen from their original appearance.

how? Are you going to use dementors to torture him again?

"Hurry up." Auror really didn't want to stay here any longer. "Take you out."

Sirius stood up slowly, his legs that had been curled up for a long time were extremely stiff, and two Aurors supported him on the left and right.

A dementor noticed the movement here and floated over slowly.

One of the Aurors' wands flashed with silver light, and he was the God-calling Guard.

Sirius felt a little surprised. Usually when those Aurors saw him, they would not help him drive away the dementors. It would be nice not to laugh at him being tortured by dementors.

"No! I don't want to come here!" shouted a high-pitched voice.

Sirius' head snapped up, a voice he would never forget. Peter, that damn snitch! The culprit who killed James!

A bald and plump figure was dragged in, with two large yellowed fangs that were obvious features. The screams attracted the attention of many dementors. But he was driven away by the Auror who was holding him down.

Sirius staggered towards him, clenched his fist and punched Peter Pettigrew in the face. "You traitor!"

Peter Pettigrew screamed twice and was knocked to the ground.

"What are you doing? Stop." The two Aurors lifted Sirius up.

Sirius kicked him twice more with his legs in the air. "I am going to kill you!"

Peter Pettigrew's hands were shaking, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. "Who are you? I don't know you."

It's not to blame that he didn't recognize him. After all, Sirius was so handsome back then that few male wizards could surpass him.

"Stop it, Black. The Ministry of Magic will punish him accordingly." The Auror with Sirius firmly held his shoulders.

Peter Pettigrew raised his head in surprise when he heard the name. "It's you, friend, save me. I didn't want to, and I'm sorry for James's death. Please help me, save me. I don't want to stay here..."

Sirius looked at Peter Pettigrew lying at his feet with disgust. "Ha, it would be better for you to die here. It would be too easy for you to die directly." As he said that, he spat at him twice more.

"Let's go." The two Aurors helped Sirius away.

Blake looked at Peter Pettigrew who was dragged into the cell and then surrounded by dementors. He burst into crazy laughter and tears flowed out uncontrollably, dripping into his messy beard.