I'm playing a big knife at HP

The news of Wormtail's capture was surprisingly small.

A "hero" thought to have been dead for more than ten years was resurrected from the dead, and was accused of being a Death Eater. Such a shocking news did not appear in the "Daily Prophet".But at least the Wizengamot decided to retry the Sirius Black case—on the same date as Harry, who was charged with breaching the secrecy laws for meeting a dementor on Privet Drive.Probably because Fudge really didn't want to see Dumbledore twice, and planned to do all the annoying errands in one go.

Harry had been a flammable person all summer, but he was cheered up by the good news from Sirius.

August [-]th was the court day for Harry and Sirius.Arthur and Marciana accompanied the nervous Harry and Sirius to the tenth court room.

"Go," Sirius said encouragingly, bending down, "Dumbledore will be here in a minute, you'll be fine."

Harry's Adam's apple rolled, he nodded with difficulty, and walked in.

Four or ten minutes later, Harry came out with a joyful and relaxed expression on his face: "It's clarified, all the allegations are not established."

Sirius grabbed his shoulder: "Great! Harry, you did a great job!"

Before they could elaborate on the proceedings of the trial, the door opened again, Percy came out, and led Sirius in—the second trial began.

Harry tensed up again, and asked Marciana, "Do you think they'll clear Sirius' name? I don't think Fudge...is very fair."

Marciana patted him on the shoulder.

Not long after, the door opened again, and Percy poked his head out, "The Wizengamot summoned LaRosa as a witness in the Black case."

Marciana nodded and followed him in.

In the center of the huge courtroom, Sirius and Dumbledore each sat on a chair, while Peter Pedilou was escorted by two Aurors to sit on the other side.Dumbledore smiled back at her, Sirius was busy lingering at Wormtail with his eyes, and Peter Pedillo flinched, turning his head to the side, not daring to meet anyone's eyes.

Dumbledore motioned for her to sit down in an empty chair beside him, and Marciana nodded in thanks, stroked her robe and sat down.

"Full name?" Fudge asked aloud.

"Marciana Thursa La Rosa."

"It was you who kidnapped this man you call Peter Pedillo?"

There are two or three pitfalls in this sentence.

Marciana smiled, "I subdued him, he is Peter Pedilou, yes, Mr. Minister."

Fudge stared at her sternly. "It is said that Peter Pedilou died 15 years ago!"

"Either we have misunderstood, or this person in front of us is a ghost."

Fudge blushed, "How do you know he is Peter Pedirou?"

"His picture was in the Daily Prophet, Mr. Minister. I remember his face."

Several members of the Wizengamot nodded. Obviously, someone had seen the photo in advance and recognized Pediru.

At this time, a shrill voice like a little girl came from the shadow behind Fudge, "Ahem, Minister, I have a question."

The speaker moved forward, and the light illuminated a toad-like face—Marciana recognized Umbridge, an old acquaintance.Umbridge said in a subdued tone, "I think I may have misheard, you mean, you tied up this man because of a photo that was published in the newspaper more than ten years ago?" She said heavily Bitten the words "ten years ago".

"Yes, Senior Deputy Minister." Marciana had an impeccable smile on her face, "I am young and have a good memory."

Umbridge's face darkened, and the corner of Amelia Bones's mouth twitched, and she let out a suspicious sound that looked like a laugh.

"Really, you're sitting in front of the Wizengamot now, and it's against the law to give false testimony. You repeat—do you dare to say that you remember everything in the Daily Prophet more than ten years ago?" Umbridge A pair of protruding round eyes looked at her indifferently.

Marciana squinted her eyes, leaned back, and sat down on a small wooden chair with a hob look: "I care about current affairs, Madam Senior Deputy Minister. You say I am perjury, Evidence is also required.”

Several members of the Wizengamot burst out laughing.

"Contempt of court! Contempt of court!" cried Fudge angrily.Marciana looked at him innocently.

"I don't see where she's in contempt of court, she's just answering questions," retorted Chief Burns. "Give us the details of how you captured him."

"After Peter Pedilou escaped last year, I have been paying attention to his news. On the evening of June 24 this year, Harry Potter met Peter Pedilou again after he was teleported away in the Triwizard Tournament. And told me that Pediru assisted Voldemort in shaping the body. In the early morning of August [-]th, after preventing the Death Eaters from attacking the family of Ms. Paynes, Secretary of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, I followed the Death Eaters back to their base camp and found Peter Pedilu, subdued him, brought him back to Albus Dumbledore, and he handed him over to the custody of the Ministry of Magic."

All the members of the Wizengamot were in an uproar.

"Nonsense! Nonsense!" Fudge was furious, "We all know that Harry Potter is mentally unstable, and fantasizing about Voldemort's return is all nonsense! How dare you blatantly give false testimony at the Wizengamot , Arrest her! Come, arrest her!"

"Everything I said is true!" Marciana stood up and said sharply.Her clear voice overwhelmed the buzzing discussion in the trial seat and Fudge's roar, "I would like to drink Veritaserum!"

Fudge didn't even listen, "Take her down!"

"You can't do that, Connelly." Dumbledore stood up too, and said loudly, "The Wizengamot cannot ignore the testimony of a witness who voluntarily uses Veritaserum."

"Dumbledore is right," Amelia Bones insisted, "the Wizengamot has such a rule." She turned to Marciana, "Miss LaRosa, are you sure? "

Dumbledore also looked at her silently, and Marciana nodded slightly: "I'm sure, Director Burns."

Not long after, a wizard brought a glass of clear and transparent liquid, and Marciana took it and drank it down.After a while, she frowned slightly.

"Tell us your occupation, your name, and your father's name," said Amelia Bones.

She said in a quick flat tone, "I am Marciana Thursa La Rosa, Professor of Muggle Studies at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, and my father's name is Vitali Giuseppe La Rosa. Rosa."

Her words seemed to flow out of her mouth uncontrollably.Director Burns nodded and said to Fudge, "It works."

Director Burns continued, "Do you know this man?" She pointed at Wormtail.

"Yes. He's Peter Pedillo, and he's a Death Eater."

The members of the Wizengamot buzzed again.

Director Burns said to Fudge, "I think that's enough evidence."

Umbridge coughed again, "Minister, I have a question." Fudge nodded.

She sat forward, fully exposed to the light this time.Umbridge's eyes lit up, "Tell us in detail again, how you found Peter Pedilou."

Dumbledore looked at Umbridge piercingly, but she just looked at Marciana with a smirk.

"I caught a Death Eater while he was apparating, and I manifested to the Death Eater's stronghold. Then I knocked him out. Then I hid and went one by one. Peter Pedirou was short in stature , very recognizable."

"If you're telling the truth, how did you evade the patrolling guards?"

Dumbledore had an angry look on his face, and beneath the anger was a slight worry—it was not Voldemort's order that Snape told the Order of the Phoenix the topographical map, and if word got out today, Snape might have Dangerous.

The old wizard was quickly making excuses for Snape in front of the Dark Lord, but Marciana opened her mouth and answered without hesitation:

"Because I'm great."

Dumbledore froze, then smiled.Umbridge's slack face tightened.

"Who ordered you?" She glanced sharply at Dumbledore. "Also, who is acting with you?"

"No one, it's my own decision. I act alone, without companions." Marciana said in a flat tone.

"You sneaked into the base of the Death Eaters alone?" Amelia Bones wondered, "And you escaped unscathed? That's quite remarkable."

Umbridge threw out the next question more quickly, his eyes still fixed on Dumbledore: "What is your purpose in doing all this?"

"For justice." Marciana replied quickly.

"That's enough!" interrupted Chief Burns. "Dolores, people who don't know think you're interrogating a prisoner."

Even Minister Fudge felt that Umbridge was not beautiful enough, so he gave her a dissatisfied look, and Umbridge had no choice but to retreat into the shadows with a sullen face.

"Okay, you can go," said Fudge very unhappy.

Marciana stood up, turned and left.

A group of people happily walked into NO.12, Grimmauld Place, and Arthur was the first to announce loudly: "All charges against the two of them have been dismissed! Sirius is now a free man!"

The crowd cheered loudly, Lupine gave Sirius a big hug, Ron said loudly, "I knew you were okay Harry!", and Molly kept wiping her eyes with her apron.

"Thanks to you, Martha." Lupine patted Sirius on the back, turned to her and smiled.Marciana had never seen Lupine so happy.

"Don't talk to her now, she drank the Veritaserum Potion before the Wizengamot, and the potion is not over yet." Sirius laughed.

As soon as this was said, Tonks' eyes lit up, and the two looked at each other with identical smirks on their faces.

Marciana thought it was not good, and was about to turn around and rush out the door, when the twins pinched her from left to right.

Fred asked quickly, "How old were you when you first kissed?"

"And who?" George squeezed his eyes.

Marciana wanted to put her hand over her mouth, but she blurted out, "15 years old, with Belby, Ravenclaw seventh grade."

She sighed, her cheeks flushed, and she buried her face in her hands.

"Fred! George! How dare you!" Molly snarled, "Look at how I deal with you!!"

Taking advantage of the twins being dragged away by Molly's ears, Tonks twisted and squeezed to Marciana's side, and asked with bright eyes, "Then do you have anyone you like now?"

"……It seems to have."

Tonks gasped, covered his face and made a gesture of shouting, even Lupine, who wanted to stop her just now, couldn't help turning his head.Molly couldn't help but let go of the fingers holding the twin ears, and exchanged glances with Arthur, and the two moved towards Marciana without a trace.Harry and the others pricked up their ears.

"Who is it?" Tonks tugged at Marciana excitedly, "Who do you like?!"

Marciana pressed her lips together tightly, then took a breath, raised her face, and said to Tonks in a flat voice: "I have a crush on your mother. I love her like crazy."

Tonks' jaw dropped, and Sirius staggered, "Cousin Andromeda?!"

Marciana pushed Tonks down on the sofa and began to rub her face: "The veritaserum potion has just expired, you idiot! You bad girl is more sinister than Umbridge!!"

Tonks laughed and dodged her fingers while struggling to reach out: "Forgive! Forgive! Remus, Sirius, come and save me."

"How dare you!" Marciana pointed at Sirius bitterly, "Don't forget who I am drinking Veritaserum for."

Sirius retreated.

Marciana rumpled Tonks's short hair into a bird's nest before storming away.Tonks sat up and brushed his hair with a smile, "It's worth it, at least we know Belby from Ravenclaw."

The twins clapped their hands quietly.

"You said that when she said she had someone she liked, did the veritaserum take effect?" she asked Lupine, pinching her chin.

Lupine also said thoughtfully, "I don't think so. She must be telling the truth."

The two looked at each other, revealing gossiping expressions.

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That afternoon, when Marciana was reading in the study of Black's house, Sirius broke in.

This was nothing unusual at first, this was his house, and he could break into wherever he liked, but the anxious and hesitant look on his face made her curious.Marciana half-covered the book, her eyes swept across his face, "Is there something on your mind?"

"Uh...ah, no." He hesitated for a while, as if he had made up his mind, "Martha, I want to ask if you are free next Saturday night. I... well, I know a very good restaurant, I want to invite you to dinner."

"Hmm... It seems that you have something difficult to ask of me..." Marciana rubbed her chin and narrowed her eyes, "Why don't you explain clearly what you want to ask me first."

"What? No!" Sirius was very surprised, "I didn't ask for anything from you. I just wanted to ask you to have dinner. Well... it's kind of a thank you for everything you've done for me, just the two of us."

Sirius was handsome since childhood, and most of the girls around him fell in love with him, and he also dated many women.When he asked for an invitation, some of them beamed with joy, some blushed, and some pretended to be arrogant, but he had never seen such a reaction from Marciana.

She was studying him as if he were some interesting puzzle.

Sirius Black has always been well-dressed, and today he is wearing a straight gray gown with pinstripes. He is tall and well-proportioned, and he looks outstanding when he stands casually.After more than a year of recuperation, he has basically recovered his health, and his original skeleton-like figure has become plump and firm, showing a good appearance.Compared with more than ten years ago, some fine lines have been added to his forehead, and his eyes have become gloomy, but this not only does not damage his beauty, but makes him look more mature.

What Sirius didn't notice was that there was an unexpected visitor outside the study.Severus Snape happened to be standing in a corner that was not easy to be found, and heard their conversation clearly.Peeping into the study from the door, Sirius and Marciana are standing and sitting, both of them are elegant and handsome, they look like a romantic figure painting without any retouching.A strong hatred welled up in his heart—of course, when he saw Sirius Black, he would also automatically feel hatred in his heart, but today this kind of hatred came especially violently.Blake this embroidered pillow, how dare he!But there was another sarcastic voice in his heart saying, why didn't he dare?He has always been invincible among women.But today Snape was determined not to let his emotions affect his actions, and stood quietly.

At this moment, Marciana had looked at Sirius enough, she tilted her head, frowned and came to a conclusion, "Sirris Black, you just proposed to me on a date."

"Uh... yes. That's right, I want to date you." Sirius replied with some embarrassment.

"Why?" The expression on her face was neither shyness nor disgust, but genuine curiosity and confusion.

"... Generally speaking, the answer is good or bad." Sirius found it very difficult, "Why do you mean?"

"The reason why I ask is because I know very well that you don't have any feelings for me. It's obvious. Then the question is, since you don't like me, why did you ask me out?"

Sirius seemed to be taken aback, then he stroked his hair in annoyance, and sighed, "It's not that I don't like you... Of course you are beautiful, and you have a good personality. Yes, I currently treat you It is true that there is no love between men and women, but the moon face reminds me that you really have a deep friendship for me, and you are willing to risk your life for me... Even if I can't repay your kindness right now, I think we can at least get along with each other."

Marciana looked at him, struggling to digest the information in the words, "Dude, what are you talking about? Remus thinks I like you, so you, even though you don't mean anything to me, came to date me?"

There was an indescribable expression on her face, as if she had discovered for the first time that the person in front of her was mentally retarded.

At this moment, even Sirius realized that her reaction was wrong, and he straightened up.

"Let me clarify, I don't have any feelings for you. I accept your wishes. It's fine to invite you to dinner, but the date is fine." Marciana said bluntly, after thinking about it, she gritted her teeth and said, "Hmph , Lupine's nonsense was definitely instigated by Tonks. "

"Really? That's really great!" Sirius showed a relieved expression, and saw Marciana raised an eyebrow and coughed lightly, "I mean...it would be any man's favor to get your attention Lucky, no doubt, but, alas... to be honest, you are still a 12-year-old girl in my eyes... I think of you as a little sister in my heart."

Marciana couldn't help but laugh, and wanted to take the opportunity to ridicule him, but she felt a little soft-hearted when she saw him being so embarrassed just now, so she put on an appearance of righteousness, "It's wrong for you to think so, don't women just because of comrades-in-arms Does friendship work for you? Does being a woman do something for you, so she must covet your beauty?" She patted Sirius on the shoulder impassionedly, which made Sirius grin his teeth, "Chivalry What is it? What is the meaning of the same robe? Put yourself in the shoes, if you have my specialty, you will do the same, right!"

Sirius heaved a sigh of relief, and was about to save his face by saying a few outrageous remarks, when a skinny wizard in black robes walked in with a sneering expression.

"How touching, I never realized you were so sacrificial, Blake."

Sirius jumped up like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, and said hostilely, "Snape! Why are you here again? No, why are you everywhere?" He narrowed his eyes dangerously, "You You won't eavesdrop on our conversation, will you?"

"How can it be considered eavesdropping, your voice is so loud, even the door is not closed, I don't think it's hard not to hear." Snape spread his hands, "I have to say, although your pretentious part is too old-fashioned, But being rejected is kind of entertaining."

Marciana clutched her forehead feebly—the taunt she had managed to hold back snapped Snape away.

Sirius blushed, "Take care of yourself! It doesn't matter if I am self-indulgent or not? Besides, even if I am self-indulgent, at least the other party never resents me." He put on a haughty smile on his handsome face , looked at the other party exaggeratedly, "It would be hard to say if it were you."

Snape sneered, "It's amazing, I didn't expect you to be self-aware, Blake. You have to take good care of your face, you are already incompetent enough, if you don't even have this capital, how can you lie to a woman next time?" You came out and fished you out of Azkaban?"

As the target of the legend, Marciana slumped limply on the sofa, showing her refusal to participate in such a naive struggle with her body language.

Sirius blushed even more, and took a step closer to Snape, gritted his teeth and sneered, "When it comes to letting a woman help you get ahead, don't you know the feeling best, Snape? You used to hide in... "

Snape's countenance changed, he drew out his wand, and pointed it at Sirius' chest.

Sirius immediately stopped talking, raising his wand vigilantly.

"Enough!" Marciana jumped up and stood between the two.She looked at the two black-haired wizards, crossed her arms and snorted, "You two are almost done. What's wrong with women? Do you look down on women?"

The two wizards and her squinted eyes looked at each other for a moment, and they changed the topic wisely.

"You're just jealous. I have friends like Remus and Martha who can trust their lives, how about you? How about your old buddies in the Death Eaters?" Sirius snorted, "Malfoy That repetitive villain is the best friend you can ever make. It's pathetic."

Snape froze.

Marciana spoke coldly before him, "Sirius, you are wrong, what I am willing to do for you, I am also willing to do for Severus. To me, he can entrust his life to me." friend."

Sirius yelled, "Martha! Are you serious? You trust him?!" He turned his head to look at Snape with hatred, "Be careful he turns around and betrays you to Voldemort!"

"Yes! I trust him!" Marciana raised her voice and said firmly, "Don't say he won't, even if he really handed me over to Voldemort, I still trust him!" She looked at the two A wizard with almost the same shocked expression said calmly, "Even if one day...Snape is a spy, I am just a soldier after all, and his role is much more important than mine." She turned to Snape Nepe, there was an almost cruel calm in his voice, "Your life is worth more than mine. If one day, you have to hand me over to a mysterious person to save yourself, I will not blame you. As long as you can save more People... as long as they can kill him in the end, that's fine."

Sirius felt very uncomfortable. He didn't like to hear Marciana talk about life in such a cold, calculating tone, as if she and Snape were just pawns on the chessboard.He looked at Marciana and Snape, who were looking at each other. The expression on Marciana's face was firm and stubborn, while Snape—Sirius suddenly found that he couldn't read the expression of this long-time enemy.At this moment, he was frowning slightly, looking at Marciana's face with burning eyes, as if he was trying to find clues of deceit from her face, and there seemed to be some other meanings.

In the end, it was Marciana who turned her face away first, she put her hips on her hips, "Also, let me hear what you guys say about women getting ahead of you in the future," she squinted her eyes, "I'll let him Taste the feeling of being beaten by a woman."

Sirius felt that since Voldemort's resurrection, Martha had become increasingly fierce, and it was unwise to confront her.When he turned his head, he saw Snape was smiling slightly, thinking that he was gloating, he couldn't help but said angrily, "Whatever you are happy, you have a share."

Snape looked at him with a haughty and pitiful look, unexpectedly he didn't fight back, just sneered and left.

For some reason, Sirius felt that Snape was in a good mood.

The author has something to say: Sirius: Blame me for being too beautiful.

I found that in my article, jealousy, triangle, Shura field, and other popular scenes can only exist for three seconds... orz

Well, everyone, don't care about Senior Belby, he's just a kid puppylove.