I'm playing a big knife at HP

Marciana heard a loud explosion, and even the roof of the tunnel was shaken down a lot of dust. Feeling bad, she hastened to speed up.The end of the tunnel finally appeared, she raised her wand with her right hand to be on guard, and opened the wooden door with her left hand to get in.It was a run-down, dirty room with battened windows and voices coming from the creaking ceiling.

She cast a Silencing Charm and stepped up the stairs warily.

As soon as she stepped into the room on the second floor, she saw Snape who was standing on the opposite side. There was a line of blood on his forehead, and he was already unconscious.The three children, Harry, Ron, and Hermione huddled by the door. Hermione had a bleeding wound on her shoulder and looked terrified. Big|Troublesome...', and Ron was clutching his pet mouse tightly, with one leg crippled and looking injured.

Okay.very good.

Marciana narrowed her eyes slightly, raised her wand with her right hand and pointed it straight at Black, who was untying Lupine, and held the three children behind her with her left hand.

"Gentlemen, please don't act rashly. If you move a finger, I will attack immediately. Children, move to the door, and immediately notify Professor McGonagall and the principal after returning."

Everyone was startled by the sudden appearance of the witch, and Black and Lupine froze.

Blake stared into her face for a moment before saying, uncertainly, "Martha? Is that you, Martha?"

"That's right, I'm really touched that you still remember me for so many years, Sirius." Marciana said coldly, "Now, which one of you two can answer the following questions generously? First, what happened to Professor Snape, who did it; second, who hurt Ron and Hermione; third, what are you doing here."

The three children behind Marciana were uneasy, too scared to speak out by the coldness in her voice.Hermione was about to speak, but suddenly cast her eyes on Marciana's left hand in surprise, and took a breath.I saw a silvery liquid gushing out from under Marciana's cuff, quickly wrapping her hand, and then flowing down along her fingertips.The liquid did not drop to the ground, but condensed into the shape of a long sword in the air as if it had will.When the silver on her hand had completely faded away, in her left palm she was already holding a sharp straight sword complete with hilt, guard, and blood groove. The sword was engraved with complex patterns.Hermione recognized those ancient runes.

Marciana's left hand shook lightly, and the sword body glowed with ice blue light. She deftly turned the long sword half a circle, changing from holding the sword in the forehand to the backhand, with the tip of the sword facing outwards, and her left wrist resting firmly on the At the elbow of her raised right arm, both the tip of the sword and the wand pointed directly at the two adult wizards standing stiffly opposite.

"Children, hurry up!" Marciana put her legs slightly apart, lowered her center of gravity, and made a posture ready to attack, "Why don't you two speak? Sirius, why don't you tell me?"

"It was us! It was us who attacked Professor Snape!" Hermione finally broke out emotionally. With a crying voice, she talked about how Black claimed that he was innocent and Scabbers was a wizard, how Snape intervened, and how the two quarreled. , how Snape tied Lupine up with magic ropes and threatened to hand them over to the dementors, and how the three of them simultaneously issued "Expelliarmus" to tell the story of Snape knocking unconscious, and she Desperately, "It's over! It's over! Professor Snape said I might be suspended! We're going to be expelled!"

Marciana was a little surprised. She straightened up slightly, but her eyes were still fixed on the two adult wizards, and the tip of the sword and the wand did not move at all. "So, who hurt Ron?"

Sirius Black looked a little ashamed.

"Explain, you have 30 seconds." Marciana said coldly.

The tip of her sword did not tremble, but her heart trembled.She couldn't connect this skeletal man with that handsome young man: he had changed too much in the past 12 years, and Azkaban could completely destroy a person.

He was no longer the young man reclining on the table, winking at her, and saying, "Nice to meet you, Martha. What would you think if I said we'd go exploring in Muggle London?"

The young man would go out of his way to amuse an ordinary girl because she was morose, and this man broke Ron's leg - Ron was her age at the time.

Her lips were pursed into a firm line, and she resumed her attacking stance.

"I... I didn't mean to..." Black said coyly, "I wanted to catch Wormtail so badly, I was... so rough." He turned to Ron, "I'm sorry, kid."

Ron said with some embarrassment, "I was so scared at the time, I hooked my feet on the roots of the tree..."

Marciana was slightly relieved, it sounded like she had just been pulled and dislocated, not broken.

"We want to hear what Sirius Black has to say," said Harry nervously. "He said that there was another story behind the truth. He said...he said that Peter Pedillo was the culprit who betrayed my parents."

Blake was willing to speak, he was willing to speak.

Marciana frowned.She had to admit that she was a little curious and also a little sad.She remembered how when Black was arrested, Dumbledore went to visit him, wanting to ask some truths, and how she begged Dumbledore to take her with him.She remembered sitting across from the stubbled young man and said, I don't think you did what they said you did, I don't think you'd ever betray James, please tell us the truth, we will I'll help you find a way.And how numbly he just said, let me go to Azkaban, I'm guilty.

Yes, he may not be willing to tell the truth to me and Albus, but Harry is different.

She glanced at Snape. Although he passed out, he should not have been seriously injured. It seemed that he would not be seriously injured if he was not treated for a while.Marciana thought, if there was a fight, she would definitely revive Snape as a powerful ally immediately, but at this time his identity was a bit sensitive.According to the audience, no matter who is lying, at least one of Pediru, Lupine, and Black is the inner ghost of the Order of the Phoenix, and someone who will vote for Voldemort when the war begins in the future.Unless such a person is absolutely sure that he can be captured or killed tonight, it is better for Snape not to listen to what he said.For example, if Lupine and Black testify that Pediru is a traitor, in case Pediru escapes tonight, in case he returns to Voldemort's command in the future, and testifies that Snape has been with the diehards of the Order of the Phoenix for betraying Potter The couple wanted to kill him, wouldn't Voldemort suspect that Snape hated Lily's death?Although Marciana has the confidence to subdue her opponent, there is no 100% sure thing in the world.If the traitor escaped, Snape would risk being suspected, and the price was too high, even if the probability was small, it was not worth the gamble.

Thinking of it this way, it is safest to let Snape remain in a coma; the only downside is that in case of danger, for example, Marciana completely misunderstood Lupine and Black, and the two teamed up, and she had to fight against them alone and protect him. The three kids and Snape.

Marciana took another look at the unconscious black-robed wizard and made a decision.In case something happens, she thought, I'll do my best to protect them, I can afford it, but Snape's identity can't.

"Okay." She lowered the tip of her sword, but still pointed her wand in her right hand at the two of them, "Speak."

Next, Lupine and Black turned Banban into a wretched-looking wizard. Black and Pedilou accused each other of being an undercover agent. The black dog swam across the channel, all the way north, lurking in Hogwarts.

Marciana imagined how Sirius Black fought against the cold and violent waves with a passion for revenge like fire. He was so thin and weak that he did not drown from exhaustion in the process of crossing the strait. It can only be said that the wizard's physique is too good.She imagined the man rummaging through the trash cans for food, munching on leftovers, feverishly imagining the death of his enemy, waiting in the dark for an opportunity to strike.

"Trust me," Black choked out, "Trust me, Harry. I never betrayed James and Lily. I would rather die than betray them."

Marciana suppressed the emotion welling up in her throat, and forced herself to say in a calm voice: "Your story is very touching, and it looks fine on the surface. But it is no more believable than Pediru's story. Pediru It is unreasonable to hide as a mouse for 12 years, but you, as an innocent person, never pleaded, and spent 12 years in Azkaban? What you just said may be true, or it may be completely fabricated."

Marciana forced herself to ask the necessary questions without emotion, but she already believed it.Even if there is no evidence on both sides, it is not bad for a person to remain sane after spending 12 years in prison in Azkaban. The possibility of fabricating such a set of lies with strict logic and correct details is very low.As for the evidence... As a wizard, there are many ways to know the truth.

Blake looked at her with a confused and sad expression: "But Martha, you believed me. You believed me back then, and you were the only one who said after I was arrested that I would not betray James. "

So you still remember.Martha thought.

She remembered that when she and Dumbledore left Black's cell, she knew what was waiting for Black's fate in her heart, but without any evidence, she could only beg Dumbledore with tears in her eyes, really, I really don't think he will betray James, please, let's figure it out.She remembered holding the old man's hand, crying and telling her secrets, telling him how she could hear magic, and Black's magic was so sweet when she was with James.She thought of her helpless and anxious tears, and the helpless look on Dumbledore's old face.

She lowered her head and smiled, "I used to believe in you, and I believe in you now. But it's up to me." She turned to look at Harry.

After a long while, Harry nodded.

"No!" Pedilu let out a cry of despair, and immediately began to beg the crowd, begging them to spare his life.He even kneeled beside Ron, "...I'm not your good friend, your good pet..."

"Back!" Marciana pointed her wand straight at him, narrowing her eyes, "Back immediately." She stood between Pediru and Ron Hermione, "Children, remember, Defense Against the Dark Arts One of my practical principles is that when you are sure that the other party is an enemy, never give the other party a chance to get close to you."

As expected, Pedilu didn't dare to approach her. He looked at her beggingly with his palms folded, and said loudly, "Please, Martha, I saw you when you were young! You have grown up, how beautiful you are... Good girl, beautiful girl... please..."

Marciana stared at his hands, but did not look at the tearful and ugly face.Peter Pedillo begged for his life everyone in the house, everyone he had deceived and murdered.This person is certainly despicable, pitiful, hateful and hateful, but his great desire for "life" and his great fear of "death" made Marciana couldn't help feeling a sense of sadness in her heart.

"You don't understand..." Pediru sobbed, "He's going to kill me, Sirius!"

"Then you deserve to die!" Blake snarled. "Better die than betray your friends, as if we would do it for you!"

Marciana frowned.

"You should realize," said Lupine quietly, "that if Voldemort didn't kill you, we would. Goodbye, Peter."

Hermione turned away, covering her face.Marciana called out the buckler with her left hand, and stood in front of Pedilu: "No, you can't kill him." Harry also shouted "No!" at the same time and rushed forward.

"...Let's send him to Azkaban, but don't kill him..." The child hurriedly pleaded, "My father won't want you to become murderers because of him..."

Lupine and Black looked at each other and lowered their wands.

"Well said Harry, you should be proud of yourself," said Marciana angrily, "and you both should be ashamed of yourselves. First of all, you're two bastards. You're going to have three kids , my student—and your student, Lupine!—is lynching and executing a defenseless man in front of him. Secondly, you are two idiots. Once Pediru is dead, Blake you will always be a fugitive, How are you going to overturn the case? Besides, lynching is also a crime, and you can’t even say that you are defending yourself!”

Hermione had already turned her head, looking at Marciana excitedly.After all, concepts such as procedural justice, judicial justice, and the protection of the mental health of young people are not only common sense in the Muggle world, but also have special laws and institutions to maintain them, but they seem to be often ignored in wizarding society .On the one hand, Hermione felt that what the two adult wizards were going to do was very different from her values, and on the other hand, she felt that what they were going to do seemed to be a righteous thing, and she felt somewhat in her heart that she was not from the wizarding world, maybe it was just her inappropriateness. Not confident, so under many conflicts, I had no choice but to cover my face and not look at it.Hearing Marciana say this, she felt that an adult witch with similar values ​​to her had finally appeared. She seemed to have found a backbone for a while, and she was excited, so she automatically ignored the loopholes in her words.

Marciana actually has no problem with necessary (and clean) lynchings: she has personally brought about as many deaths as Peter Pedirou.Still, she feels that children should not lose respect for justice and process at such a young age, nor should they be forced to watch executions.Although the Wizengamot is a corrupt, ridiculous, manipulated system with no justice at all, Marciana believes that the right thing to do is to try it anyway (or just do it unnoticed), Give the system at least superficial respect.From this perspective, there is a reason why Marciana and Dumbledore got along well.

A little dazed and embarrassed look appeared on Lupine and Black's faces.Marciana sighed, feeling tired.

Hermione saw Marciana's expressionless and exhausted patience in front of the two wizards, and remembered her usual worries about the two friends, and suddenly felt a sense of confidant, and looked at Harry and Harry with complicated expressions. Ron glanced.

"Okay then," said Lupine, recovering his composure first, "Harry, Martha, get out of the way, I'll tie him up and nothing else, I promise."

Martha glanced at Pediru. She lowered her hands and took a step back. The wand in her right hand pointed at the trembling little man secretly.Harry hesitated for a moment and backed away.As magic ropes emerged from Lupine's wand and tied Pedilu round and round, Black threatened, "We'll kill you if you change shape."

Seeing Pedilu lying on the ground and being pointed at by two wands, Marciana turned her head to look at Ron. The boy stared at Pedilu with an expression half horrified and half disgusted.Marciana said softly, "Ron, can I check your leg?"

The red-haired boy raised his head in surprise, then nodded with a blushing face, and stretched his injured leg forward.

Marciana bent down and pressed his calf lightly with her fingers. When she found that it was swollen, she cast a detection spell.

"Dislocated, and there is a little fracture," she said softly, "I'll help you set the bone first, and then bandage it a little bit, but after that, you still have to go to the medical wing, you know?"

After finishing speaking, she quickly connected Ron's dislocated leg, and Ron screamed in pain.

"It hurts," Marciana smiled. "You're very brave." She said a long spell, and the tip of the wand and the palm of her left hand lit up with milky white light, moving on Ron's leg.Finally, she bound his leg with a magic bandage. "Let's do this first."

"Much better!" said Ron happily. "It doesn't hurt much, thanks!"

"What about Professor Snape?" Hermione whispered.

"He's fine," said Lupine, bending down to feel for his pulse. "...well, maybe we'd better not wake him until we're safely back in the castle..."

Marciana frowned and glanced at Pedilu without any objection.

"...we can take him like this..." Lupine raised his wand.

"Wow, wait for me!" Marciana threw a silent spell and lightly knocked away his hand holding the wand, "What are you doing?"

"It's just a body moving," Lupine explained mildly. "It's easier to carry."

"I know you hate each other, but Lupine," said Marciana, eyes half-closed, "you can be such a jerk sometimes."

Lupine shrugged good-naturedly, and Marciana heard Hermione muttering "boys" behind her back.

Marciana leaned down and held Snape's head up, her left hand glowed with an opalescent halo, and the wound on his forehead healed immediately.She frowned, took out a handkerchief from her bosom, and used her wand to summon a small stream of water to moisten the blood on Snape's forehead, and then gently wiped his face clean.After putting away the handkerchief, she turned her back and half knelt on the ground, pulling the arms of the potions professor to her chest.Snape's head slumped unconsciously on her shoulders, and she stood up to find his feet still dragging on the ground.

"Give me a hand." She gestured to Snape's leg with her chin, beckoning to Lupine.

Lupine and Black looked surprised and uncomfortable, and even the boys couldn't help but look at them.

"Martha, you... you'd better put him down..." Black said awkwardly, "I think Lupine's method is also good."

"I don't think so." Marciana retorted, "What? The gentleman's demeanor has broken out? Or do you recite it?"

Black and Lupine looked even more uncomfortable, looking torn.

Marciana rolled her eyes indistinctly, and turned to Hermione, "Hermione, help me."

Hermione came over immediately and helped her hold the Potions Professor's body. Marciana grabbed Snape's legs with both hands, supported him on his back, nodded to Hermione, and smiled, "Thank you very much .”

Hermione gave her a wide smile.

Black conjured up a pair of shackles and handcuffed Pedilu, "To be safe, two more people will be handcuffed with him."

"I'll come," said Lupine at once.

"And me!" Ron stepped forward angrily.

Marciana frowned, feeling inappropriate. Although she couldn't bear to disappoint Ron, she still said, "I think Sirius would be more suitable. Pediru is afraid of him, isn't he?"

"He lied to me for so many years," said Ron firmly.Marciana felt faintly uneasy in her heart, but she didn't say anything more.

In this way, Pedillo's left hand was handcuffed to Lupine's right hand, and his right hand was handcuffed to Ron's left hand.Marciana took the lead towards the door, and Crookshanks nimbly jumped out of the bed, and walked out the door ahead of her, his tail raised high in triumph.

Marciana lifted Tosnape up again.

This man looked thin, but he really died after passing out.

The author has something to say: Maye: Comrade Snape, I will protect you!

The professor was in a coma the whole time and didn't appreciate it.