Harry Potter's Otherworldly Archmage

The room fell into a strange silence. It took a few seconds for the three of Harry to understand this incredible sentence. If the words were not spoken by Augustus, even if they were spoken by Lupine, the three would have understood They will definitely think that there is something wrong with their brains.

"Peter Pettigrew is dead!" Harry said, "He killed him 12 years ago!" He pointed at Black, whose face contorted convulsively. "I was trying to kill him," he growled, showing his yellow teeth again, "but little Peter got the upper hand...but not this time!" Black slammed into Scabbers, Crookshanks Fell to the floor; Ron screamed in pain as Blake's body fell on top of Ron's broken leg.

Augustus frowned slightly, pointed his wand at Sirius, and under the action of the mage's hand, Sirius was pulled away from Ron, "You'd better calm down, maybe you've been waiting for this moment for a long time, but I still want to I remind you that no matter what the truth is, you should naturally keep calm in your heart when dealing with things, and in your current state, even if Peter is the real murderer behind the scenes, it will be difficult to prove your innocence."

Lupine came over and grabbed Sirius, "What Mr. Augustus said makes a lot of sense, you have to make them understand...we must explain..."

"They..have the right..to know..everything!" Luhu gasped, still trying to grab Black. "Ron keeps him as a pet! There are things about him that even I don't understand! And Harry..you have to tell Harry the truth, Sirius!"

"That's true, Harry's parents are the victims of this incident, don't you feel that you are obliged to tell him the truth completely, the flames of revenge are piled up in your heart, are you the only one who has endured such pain and torture? Harry's heart may be no less hurt than yours." Augustus shook his head slightly and said bluntly.

Black stopped struggling, but his sunken eyes were still fixed on Scabbers, who was pressed against Ron's bitten and bleeding hands.

"Well," said Blake, still keeping his eyes on the mouse, "tell 'em what you want to tell, but be quick. I've been imprisoned for murder, and now I'm going to commit murder."

"Everyone thinks Sirius killed Peter," said Lupine, nodding. "I believed so myself, until tonight when I looked at the map. Because the Marauder's Map never lies...Peter is alive. Ron's holding him, Harry."

"But Professor Lupine.. Scabbers can't be Peter Pettigrew.. it can't be true, you know it can't be..."

"Why can't it be true?" said Lupine calmly, as if they were in class and Hermione had just discovered a problem while experimenting with Grindylow.

"All Animagus are registered. I have seen in Professor McGonagall's records that there are only seven Animagus in this century, and there is no Peter Pettigrew on it." Hermione's voice was somewhat trembling.

"There are a lot of Animagus in the wizarding world. It is absolutely impossible that there are only seven. As far as I know, there are about 7 Animagus in the pure blood range. It's just that many people don't like to be For the record, it is only under the control of the Ministry of Magic, so I didn't register it. Therefore, many things cannot be solved by data alone, Hermione." Augustus touched his chin and explained to Hermione.

"Indeed," said Lupine, "the Ministry of Magic never knew that there were actually three unregistered Animagus in the school."

Lupine stopped talking.There was a loud crack behind him, and the bedroom door swung open of its own accord.All five looked at the door.Lupine walked over and looked over the landing.

"nobody.."

"This place is haunted!" said Ron.

"No," Luhu said, still looking at the door in bewilderment, "the Shrieking Shack has never been haunted...the screams and howls that the villagers often hear are from me."

"So, you were sent here every month when you turned into a werewolf on the full moon?" Augustus asked Lupine after hearing the words.

"Well, before the discovery of the wolfbane potion, I turned into a real wolf once a month. I would never have come to Hogwarts, and other parents would not want their children to touch me.

"But then Dumbledore became headmaster, and he was very sympathetic. He said there was no reason why I should not come to this school as long as certain precautions were taken..." Lupine sighed, facing Harry, "A few months ago. I told you that the Whomping Willow was planted the year I went to Hogwarts. Actually, it was planted for me to go to Hogwarts. This house..." Lu Ping looked around sadly, "The tunnel that came here... was opened for my use. Once a month, I was secretly sent out of the castle and sent here to be transformed. Plant that tree at the entrance of the tunnel, It was so that no one would meet me when I was a danger to people."

A slight gleam flashed in Augustus's silver pupils, "In this case, how did you and Sirius meet? Obviously, as close friends, it should be impossible for you to hide from them that you are a werewolf for a long time. thing."

"Naturally, I was happier than ever, aside from being transformed. I had friends for the first time, three good friends. Sirius Black..Peter Pettigrew..And of course, your father, Harry? ?James Potter."

"Then it's impossible for three of my friends not to notice that I go missing once a month. I make up all kinds of stories. I tell them my mom is sick and I have to go home to see her.. I'm so worried if they find me Werewolves would ignore me. But, of course?, Hermione, they figured out the truth just like you..."And they didn't ignore me at all.Instead, they did something for me that not only allowed me to endure the pain of being transformed, but made it the happiest time of my life.They learned the Animagus. "

"So, Peter Pettigrew's transformed animal is a mouse? And Sirius is a big black dog?" Augustus looked at the struggling Banban and asked with a slight smile.

"Well, werewolves are only dangerous to people. They slip out of the castle every month wearing Jaime's cloak of invisibility. They transform...Peter becomes the smallest animal, so he can get under the branches of the Whomping Willow and press the Knots that made the tree still. Then they slid down the tunnel to me. Under their influence, I was less dangerous. My body was still a wolf, but when I was with them, my mind was not. So like a wolf."