[hp] Black Dog Breeding Manual

Anaska froze for a moment, then suddenly had a headache.

Before, she was so eager to catch Peter Pettigrew that she forgot to think about how to explain to the child.Her deceitful deception from a redheaded 13-year-old boy to get his pet is not something to be proud of.

"Your name is Ron, isn't it?" Anaska asked.

Ron seemed a little excited, he blushed and nodded, "Yes, Ron Weasley, Professor."

"Banban... how long has it been your pet?"

"He's been in my house for 12 years, Professor, he was originally my brother Percy's pet." Ron thought for a while, his expression tensed up, "Professor... isn't Scabbers not well? I know, he's too old ...but...anyway, please try to save him, okay?"

Anaska didn't know how to answer, she guessed she looked a little bit at a loss.

Undoubtedly, things were much more complicated than Ron imagined, but she was the one who caused him to lose his beloved pet after all, and he had to give an explanation to the unknowing child.

"Sorry." Anaska was silent for a while before replying guiltily, she didn't dare to meet Ron's eyes.

Ron's shoulders slumped, his expression was as dull as if he had been struck by lightning.

"Professor, you have to let me see Scabbers again!" Ron became anxious, "I can send him to see another doctor..."

"It's not about the disease. Have you ever thought about how an ordinary mouse without any abilities can live for 12 years?" Anaska answered Ron, but her eyes drifted to Harry unconsciously. He gave some guidance and hints, hoping that Harry could accomplish what Dumbledore expected of him as soon as possible, "If not, then think about it now."

Harry didn't understand what Anaska meant and blinked.Hermione, who was standing next to him, began to think desperately.

Ron wanted to say something more, but Anaska glanced quickly at his watch.

"get out of class is over, you still have to prepare for the next class, don't you?" Anaska politely ordered them to leave.

Although it seemed reluctant, Ron finally followed Harry and they left.This really relieved Anaska.

The week of classes is over, and the day to go to the Ministry of Magic to attend the trial is coming.

At three o'clock in the afternoon on September [-], Anaska followed Dumbledore into the courtroom, accompanied by Remus Lupine.Although everything they were going to do today was for Sirius, Sirius Black himself couldn't come in.After all, they couldn't be sure that the trial would go as smoothly as they had imagined, and the number of Aurors in the Ministry of Magic was actually quite large.

The courtroom was dark and closed, which made Anaska very uncomfortable. It felt like she had stepped into the deserted 12 Grimmauld Place a few years ago.

There was a chair in the middle of the room, on which Peter Pettigrew sat, bound tightly by two chains.He looked thinner than when he was picked up, with a frightened expression and irregular chest heaves.

Without too many pleasantries, the current Minister of Magic Fudge stood up, his expression seemed a little irritable.

"The trial on September [-] will hear the defendant Peter Pettigrew's alleged violation of the "International Wizard Protection Act", "Black Magic Restriction Act", "International Statute of Secrecy" and other laws..."

The beginning of the trial was long and boring, and Fudge talked for a long time before finally getting to the point.

"The defendant is charged with the following crimes: the defendant has been serving You-Know-Who from 1980 to 1981 and provided information to him, which indirectly caused the deaths of the Auror couple James Potter and Lily Potter; in November 1981 In the early morning of the 11st, he illegally used the powerful black magic to kill twelve Muggles and framed Sirius Black; from 1 to 1981, he illegally used the Animagus to abscond..."

The blood color gradually faded from Peter's face.

Any one of the crimes that Fudge could name was enough to send him to Azkaban to live with the Dementors for the rest of his life, and it all added up...

"It has been verified that the defendant has a mark of black magic on his body." Fudge looked towards the middle of the room, "Peter Pettigrew, do you plead guilty?"

Peter Pettigrew was trembling all over, and tears of fear kept pouring out of his small mouse-like eyes, "They made me...I don't want to do it...It's the Dark Lord..."

Many people present frowned, and everyone looked at Peter Pettigrew with complete contempt and contempt.

Anaska realized that the way she looked at Peter Pettigrew had no emotion at all, such a person had no need for hatred or contempt at all.

Without suspense, all the members of the Wizengamot raised their hands and voted for the vote.

Peter Pettigrew left too many handles and evidences, and no one was going to defend him. No matter how much he cried, it was impossible to change the verdict.

Fudge cleared his throat and announced the result: "After the trial, all the crimes committed by the defendant were found guilty, and his Medal of Merlin will be revoked today, and he will be escorted to Azkaban on September [-], and will perform the Dementor's Kiss on another day. Trial Finish."

Pettigrew Peter struggled terribly, and the iron chains rubbed against each other making a icy crashing sound.Two Aurors went up to escort him away.

"I'm sorry, is that all?" Albus Dumbledore stood up at this moment. "I don't seem to hear what you plan to do with Sirius, Fudge."

"We will cancel all arrest warrants for him and withdraw all dementors." Connery Fudge wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with an impatient expression.

"Doesn't it seem a bit of an understatement to say that Sirius Black has lost all of his reputation because of the Ministry's mistakes?"

"Don't push yourself too far, Dumbledore." Fudge's breathing became rapid. "The Ministry of Magic can't tell you what to do, I'm the minister. This is enough to make Black run out of nowhere, you can't say he There is no responsibility in this matter, why didn't he clarify this point in the first place, and let us send him to Azkaban?"

Anaska was so angry that she wanted to throw her wand at Fudge's thin-haired head.

It was originally expected that the Ministry of Magic might not make any actual compensation, but they should at least publicly apologize for the mistakes they made!Instead of strong words!

"You didn't give Sirius a chance to defend himself 12 years ago! He was sent to Azkaban without a trial! There was no trial!" Anaska stood up abruptly, like a mad cat The squirrel was so dead that its fur was about to explode, "Besides, I have been asking the Ministry of Magic to reopen this case, and you have never accepted it!"

Fudge's face turned pale, and he retorted, "You didn't provide valid evidence."

The other MPs from the Ministry of Magic whispered to each other.

"Yes, I guess you would have answered that even if Sirius Black had sued himself." Dumbledore said with a smile. something."

"This has nothing to do with you." Fudge almost gritted his teeth. "Of course we will make this case public, but not immediately! Now, get out of here!"

Walking out of the Ministry of Magic, Anaska's anger gradually dissipated.Disgusting though the attitude of the Ministry of Magic was, nonetheless, it was a matter of joy that Sirius had his freedom once again as of today.

The sun slanted down from the crystal clear sky.

Sirius was wagging his tail not far from the Ministry of Magic.Anaska ran over and kissed the corner of his furry mouth.

"Peter will be sent to Azkaban to be kissed by the dementors." Anaska said, putting her arms around him, and immediately felt the tactile sensation under her hands change, the animal hair replaced by the texture of the clothes.

Sirius lifted Anaska into his arms, smiling all over his face.

"Awesome! I can't wait to run two laps around London! Where do you want to go? We're taking Sarah and Leonard."

Anaska had an uncanny feeling.

She and her husband stood firmly in the sun, no need to hide, no fear, no dementors drifting away, no Aurors who appeared suddenly.

It was so above board, it was almost like in a dream.

Dumbledore and Lupine were slowly catching up at this moment, Sirius put down Anaska, walked up and hooked Lupine's shoulders, and the two patted each other hard.

Finally, he solemnly thanked Dumbledore.

"I am ashamed to accept this thank you," Dumbledore said slowly. "My incompetence has delayed this for twelve years, and I must apologize for that."

"No, Professor, this is good enough for now." Sirius smiled easily and shrugged. "I'm waiting for Harry to come and spend Christmas and summer with me."

Dumbledore's expression also brought a little smile and expectation.

"Thank you for your forgiveness. Harry is a very bright boy, just like his parents. I think he will find out the truth faster than the Ministry of Magic can tell everything by itself."

The author has something to say: QAQ Kavinka is dead...

Just like my fourth level, there is no life at all...

Both the composition and the translation are terrible... Crying blind.

It feels like it can be over at any time, and I will think about whether there is anything to explain.

_(:з」∠)_About Xinkeng, I saved some manuscripts before, but I always felt that something was wrong while writing, and I wanted to overthrow and rewrite...or simply change the subject...