HP leap time

"Why did I tell you?" Harry frowned at him. "Who are you? Why did you become Ron's mouse."

Peter seemed to have been greatly frightened. He glanced at the students around in a panic. The older students had already taken out their wands. It was not difficult to imagine that someone had already notified the professor.

"You're lying to me! You already know who I am!" he growled, his voice hoarse from whimpering. "You're not Harry Potter, you're not him!"

The students had already retreated slowly, and the older students protected the younger students behind them.

"He's a lunatic... Harry," Hermione whispered in Harry's ear. "Steady him and wait for the professor to deal with this matter."

Almost every student is thinking this way.

"Sirius!" Peter realized his predicament, aiming his wand at the big dog on the bed. "Sirius is here!"

"Harry! He killed your parents!" Peter continued, trying to approach him, but was pointed back by the students' wands.His eyes widened, and his spirit was almost on the verge of collapse.

The big dog on the bed roared angrily in response, the pupils under the black fur were bloodshot from Shen Ren.

The students panicked when they heard the name of Sirius. He was a real murderer! Not a long, silly lunatic!

Involuntarily, everyone chattered and scattered hastily.

"Is Sirius here?"

"Merlin! I'm leaving here..."

"Stand back a little..."

"Are you talking about Sirius?"

At this moment, Peter took advantage of the chaos and quickly rushed towards the door, stumbled and knocked down several students along the way.

"He ran away!"

"what!"

Amidst the chaos and screams, the red light shot from behind as if breaking through the chaos, precisely avoiding the crowd and brushing against Peter's body, he flew upside down amidst the crowd's exclamation, and then fell into a panic on the ground Rolled a few times.

Everyone was stunned. No one here really dared to shoot an offensive spell at a living person. Even if they had seen it, they had only seen it demonstrated by the professor in the Defense Against the Dark Arts class. What's more...it looked so Perfectly powerful.

He raised his head and looked up the steps.

The black-haired boy stood there, looking calm and calm.

There was also a dangerous red spot on the tip of his wand.

"what!"

Peter turned around frantically, and a ray of light shot out of his wand indiscriminately.

With a chilly light, it went straight to Seamus, who was on the lower left of Harry.

Seamus' panic had not yet come out, and the curse was already in front of him.

With a wave of Harry's hand, the spell exploded in the air as if blocked by something.

Then at the same time, a binding spell rich in powerful magic sank into Peter's body like a meteor.

He flew upside down again, lying motionless on the ground as if making no sound.

The people who had a short attack time didn't even have time to react.

There was a gasp in the air, and then like a chain reaction, exclamations followed one after another.

Harry lowered his wand, eyes twinkling.

The snow outside the window has stopped, leaving only the wind that is still screaming in the empty sky, it spins in the air and hits the glass, playing a chaotic cello-like tone.

The principal's office was very warm and lively. The charcoal stove was slowly emitting white heat, and Fox, who had landed on the tree branch, fluttered his delicate and beautiful tail feathers casually.

"It seems that things are cleared up." Dumbledore waved his wand, and the coffee in everyone's hands began to warm up again.

"I still can't accept it, Harry! How dare you?" McGonagall's face was extremely grim, and the corners of her eyes drooped violently. "You are not such an impulsive student in my heart."

"Professor, Harry just wanted to protect us." Ron pursed his lips and said with difficulty, "Blade...Peter attacked Seamus."

Mag raised his eyebrows in surprise.

"Very good spell. The improved binding spell directly injured Pettigrew Peter Potter." Snape squinted his eyes suspiciously at the black-haired boy. "Who taught you this?"

"Harry has been working so hard because of his body! Professor." Hermione looked up.

"You always like to show off, Miss Granger." Snape said in a low voice.

"No one taught me." Harry raised his head and said solemnly. "At that time, my mind was blank, and I just wanted to save my classmates."

"A perfunctory lie." Snape snorted, and stopped speaking under Dumbledore's signal.

Hermione gave Harry a sneaky look, and Harry returned her a reassuring look.

"Professor Dumbledore, when will I see Sirius." Harry's eyes showed a rare eagerness, and he added rashly, "I heard he is my godfather."

"Not long, Harry." Dumbledore's inquiring gaze shot from behind the glasses. "You know this 11-year-old case that even involves the Order of Merlin is not going to be resolved any time soon."

Harry lowered his head in disappointment.

"But you can rest assured that the criminal will be brought to justice." Dumbledore smiled.

Harry nodded and fell silent.

Next, Dumbledore briefly talked about their trial process of Sirius and the personnel sent by the Ministry of Magic.

Basically they're going to bring the prisoner back for reiteration until it's all sorted out.

The only bad news is that until the case is over, the dementors will still stick to their posts to prevent accidents from happening.

"The matter has ended perfectly, why don't you go back and rest?" Dumbledore spread his hands.

Everyone got up and left one after another, and McGonagall was eager to go back with the other professors to deal with the frightened students in Gryffindor. No one could sleep because of such a big accident.

"Harry stay, we need to talk about your body." Dumbledore's fingers formed a tower, and he rested his chin on it.

Knowing he wouldn't let him go, Harry licked his parched lips.

Harry gave his friends a reassuring smile, and Ron was still carefully shaping his mouth in full view——I'll wait for you in the dormitory, come back and tell me.

The office became deserted almost instantly. Harry pretended to be calm and faced the two headmasters of Hogwarts in his memory, Dumbledore and Snape, but the latter looked him back and forth with disgust and disdain.

"I heard that something happened to you in Professor Lupine's office today." Dumbledore said softly, with a slightly dignified expression.

Harry glanced at Snape and blinked.

"Yes, it may be a sequelae or something. It will be much better after drinking the potion."

"I hope!" Dumbledore looked at him worriedly. "If there is any change in your body in the future, you must bring it up in time."

"Well, I see. I really appreciate you and Professor Snape for this potion." Harry nodded slightly.

Dumbledore looked at him with reproachful eyes, blinked and said nothing.

After a long time, he picked up the warm coffee and took a sip.

Then he glanced at the gloomy Snape, turned around and sighed, "So many things happened today!"

Harry couldn't help but his heart sank, couldn't he, what happened was terrible, he still remembered that after sending Draco back to the gate this afternoon, when he turned around, he saw the white-bearded headmaster standing on the clock tower and showing his face A gentle and terrifying smile... I dare not describe the mood at that time, until now he still has some regrets.

Harry said with a smile, "Yes! I also have a godfather."

"Stop pretending, Potter." Snape said slowly, he hid his hands in his robe, and his dark eyes cast a sharp look. "Not everyone can be kept in the dark by you."

Harry put away his smile and looked at him, then shrugged helplessly but still said nothing.

"Why did you bind Sirius? You knew he was Sirius, didn't you?" Snape asked again.

"I thought it was a big mad dog, sir."

"Don't lie to me with such flawed lies, I was involved in Sirius' trial." Snape moved closer to him.

"Did he tell you? Did he tell the Ministry too?" Harry couldn't help raising his eyebrows in concern.

"No, Harry, he knew telling the Ministry of Magic would cause you trouble." Dumbledore said leisurely, taking a sip of his coffee.

"Give me a reasonable explanation, Potter." Snape continued to move closer to him. "You know that he is Sirius, so why don't you solve this matter in a simple way, but deliberately perform such a show in front of everyone?"

"Ah!" Harry looked at him mischievously and laughed at himself. "I may be arrogant and like to show off."

He didn't lie, he just deliberately used this opportunity to improve his status in the hearts of the students.

Just being excellent is not going to really build trust and status in the minds of students.

After going through this incident, his ability must be believed by more people.

Establishing and making an impact when people are not grown up is often more capable of changing a person's perception of themselves.

Harry's green eyes flickered.

"Potter!" Snape suddenly showed an angry expression on his face. "You are too ignorant."

"Sorry, Professor." Harry showed a weak expression with some discomfort. He could find many reasons to prevaricate, but he didn't want to do it at all. "I respect you, so I don't want to deceive you."

"But I just can't say my reasons."

"Perfect excuse, Potter." Snape's lips turned pale, he folded his chest and raised his head, his eyes were cold and tired.

Harry looked at him coldly, his eyes full of determination.

The air became quiet and unbearable, time seemed to be passing extremely slowly, the fire was still burning, Fox had closed his eyes and fell asleep beside the fire, and the portrait on the wall was still pointing at him .

Just when Harry couldn't stay any longer and was about to find a chance to leave.

"Then keep your mystery! Harry." Dumbledore spoke, his face as gentle as ever. "If you make up your own mind."

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