Polaris

Bill and Percy stood at the door and looked at the more strangers in the room. From those magical gray-green eyes, there was an undisguised murderous look in them, and the name that came out of that mouth was even more surprising. Peter Pettigrew, a dead man.

"Honey, why don't you go in?" Molly stood outside the door and looked at the two sons blocking the door in puzzlement. They were normal in the garden just now, why are they still motionless now?She raised her hand and pushed the two sons in.

"Mr. Arthur, please petrify that mouse first, please." Poloris clenched his fist tightly to resist the urge to snap his fingers. The wand petrified the struggling rat in Percy's arms.

"Are you okay?" He put away his wand and looked worriedly at the pale Poloris.

"It's much better now." She blinked and smiled reassuringly. "Can you explain the mouse? Why is he here?" Poloris walked over to Percy and apologized in a low voice, and she took the petrified mouse out of his arms and put it on the coffee table.

"Banban has been in our house for more than ten years." Arthur looked at her puzzled. "You call him Pettigrew?"

"I saw Peter in his Animagus form when my brother was in fourth grade." Poloris pointed to the mouse's right paw. "And he does have an index finger on his right hand. Brother Sirius said that Peter was the secret keeper back then, and he was the one who blew up a street." The expression on Arthur's face became serious. Everyone in the Order of the Phoenix thought it was a secret. The man was Sirius, but now a real Peter appeared in front of him, which made him suspicious. "Can you help me? Sirius was wronged." Poloris looked at Arthur with silk in his eyes and begged.

"I think we're going to meet Dumbledore." Arthur picked up the petrified mouse, and he looked at the stunned children and then at Molly. "I'll take Poloris to Hogwarts, you can have lunch first."

"Sorry," Poloris whispered as she passed Molly.

"It's okay child, there will be opportunities in the future." Molly couldn't help feeling distressed when she saw the pale child in front of her. She hugged her gently and watched her and Arthur disappear into the fireplace.

The green firelight disappeared, and it took Poloris a few seconds to adapt to the light in front of her eyes. The orange candlelight and the golden-red furniture made her a little uncomfortable. She walked out of the fireplace and quickly scanned the room, Hogwarts Principal room.

"My child, why are you so eager to see me?" An old voice sounded from the inner room, and Poloris followed Arthur up the steps. After 14 years, she saw the old man again. headmaster. "Oh? Miss Black is here too. How is your recovery?" Poloris caught a glimpse of Snape standing in front of the table and blinked. She hadn't seen him since that thank you.

"Very well, sir," Poloris whispered, blinking, then looking straight into the blue eyes hidden behind the half-moon glasses.

"Principal, Poloris found Peter Pettigrew at my house today." Arthur took out the petrified mouse and put it on the table.

"Rat?" Dumbledore looked from Scabbers to Poloris.

"I saw Peter's Animagus form when Sirius was in the fourth grade." There was an unavoidable urgency in Poloris's tone, that was her only surviving blood relative, and she couldn't let go. Then he was wronged and left alone. "Peter is the informer." She clenched her fist tightly and pinched her fingers.

"Calm down, Miss Black, calm down." Seeing Poloris' pale face, Dumbledore's tone became serious, and he responded with a stare. Poloris felt that she didn't want to hear anything. She knew exactly what to do, but her body was uncontrollable, and a feeling of resentment filled her chest. She stared at the mouse, and then watched him fall to the ground and gradually become a bloated middle-aged man. young man.

Things were wrong with the Black family kid. Snape noticed Poloris's abnormally clenched fist at the beginning. When she made a fist, she would put her thumb and index finger under the other three fingers, as if restraining something Same, and then he felt the magic power of rampage in the house, magic riot?He was surprised that Peter was forced to reveal himself, which was not something that a magic riot could do casually. Afterwards, the magic power did not stop. Peter was hung up by the invisible magic power, screaming in his mouth. Pu pulled out his wand decisively and gave her a forceful slack without hesitation. The raging magic power in the room finally stopped. Poloris took two steps back staggeringly, leaning limply on the handrail of the stairs, her pale face and The plaster on the side made no difference.

"I'm sorry." Poloris whispered when she saw the principal's room that she had messed up. She looked up, her gray-green eyes fixed on Peter who was lying on the ground covered in cold sweat.Perhaps it was because he had been working as a mouse for a long time. The bloated middle-aged man curled his hands in front of his chest, carefully surveying the surrounding environment with his eyes, and wanted to get up in a panic after realizing that this was the principal's office.

"Don't move!" Seeing that he was struggling to stand up, Arthur immediately took out his wand and pointed it at him. Peter looked at him shyly, and carefully moved away from the wand.

"Weasley, Weasley, help me, I'm your family's pet, and I've been doing well for so many years." Peter hugged his calf violently, his bloated body trembling uncontrollably. "You still plan to give me to Ron next year, save me, save me, I will definitely be a good pet."

"I don't think Ron would want a pet like that." Arthur tried to kick him away, but he hugged him too tightly.

"If your pet is better than a human being, then there's nothing to brag about, sir." Poloris sneered, seeing the downcast look of the culprit made her feel a little more balanced.

"Long time no see, Poloris." Peter looked up at her, his little wet eyes looking pitiful.

"Yeah, I'm glad to see you again." A sincere smile appeared on Poloris's pale face. "Okay, put on a Gryffindor look." Poloris avoided his outstretched hand and looked up at Dumbledore. "I guess the tattoo on his arm says it all, right?"

"Indeed." The old man's deep eyes looked at Poloris for a moment. "I promise, Sirius will get the most fair trial." Poloris is also looking at him. She has always respected this greatest wizard who defeated the first Dark Lord. Similarly, she also believes His wisdom, that's why she was uneasy, she didn't know if Sirius' imprisonment had something to do with him, after all, Sirius believed in him.Do you want... an unbreakable curse?Poloris blinked, feeling a little nervous.

"Can you guarantee his acquittal, sir?" She looked at him and asked word by word.

"I will not allow anyone to be wronged." The little fox of the Black family, Dumbledore could see what she was thinking when they met eyes.

"Then please trouble sir." Poloris breathed a sigh of relief, a sudden sharp pain came from her body, she held on to the railing tightly, the smell of rust spreading from her mouth made her feel that something was wrong, she stretched out her hand to cover it Shut up, the twitching internal organs provided a steady stream of blood in the mouth, and when she wanted to hold back swallowing, the throbbing pain in her lungs made her vomit a big mouthful of blood into the palm of her hand.

"Severus!" As soon as Dumbledore uttered his voice, Snape had already noticed Poloris' abnormality. He pulled out his wand and threw a detection spell over him. Blood.Snape looked at the glaring red face at the tip of the wand, dripping water gloomyly. This little brat just had a magic riot that made his efforts for half a month in vain. What's worse, she is completely unable to touch magic now.

"You'd better take her to St. Mungo's, or I think Mr. Black will be imprisoned for murdering his cellmate as soon as he leaves Azkaban." After receiving Poloris' apologetic gaze, Snape snorted coldly , the idiot with achnatherum in his head, he really deserves to be that dog's sister.

"But Miss Black doesn't seem to be able to stand the fatigue anymore." Dumbledore looked at Poloris worriedly. She was leaning against the railing. Sirius couldn't hurt him anymore. "Severus, can you help me take care of her?" He looked at the potions master beside him, there was still a week to start school, and Snape would always live back to school before the start of school to take care of the things needed for the start of school Potion ingredients.

"I think your candy-stuffed brain can see that I'm a potions professor and not a school doctor." Snape held his wand and sprayed him with venom unceremoniously, asking him to take care of the Black family kid?He has already boiled her medicine for half a month under the pressure of that platinum peacock, and the result?Miss Blake vomited blood every minute, making his efforts all in vain, and now this old bee is going to hand her over to him again, and because she is as brittle as a bubble, she probably has to live in the cellar, thinking of this His face became even darker. Did the Black family have any sinful relationship with him?

"Help Severus, Arthur and I are going to take Peter to the Ministry of Magic, you're the only one left in the whole school." School hasn't started yet, if it wasn't for rejecting Snape's application for Defense Against the Dark Arts professor today, even he Not necessarily at school.

"You..." As if afraid of his refusal, Dumbledore grabbed Arthur and Peter with an agility that was far from what should have appeared in his body, and Apparated without even taking out his wand.Snape twitched the corners of his mouth at the empty desk, he turned and walked to Poloris, who had been silent for a while now, and seriously considered whether to throw her here after seeing her passed out , but the familiar feeling in his heart stopped him from walking towards the door. He took the wand and planned to use it as a floating spell, but he put away the wand bitterly after thinking that she could not withstand any fluctuations in magic power. "You'd better not remind me of when I saw you." He reached out and hugged Poloris, his arm was hurt by the bones of her spine, Snape gave her a dissatisfied look, stepped forward Walk to the cellar.