Harry Potter's Otherworldly Archmage

"You're threatening me?" Snape's gloomy eyes showed a hint of anger, as if he hadn't expected Augustus to be so outspoken, and he didn't take him seriously at all.

Augustus sighed softly, "Professor, don't you think this matter is too suspicious, let's not talk about why Sirius blew up a street just to kill Pettigrew. I believe he has the ability to assassinate Peter without a human being. Now that he escaped from Azkaban, why did he travel thousands of miles to Hogwarts just to kill a mouse? With your wisdom, you shouldn't be so reckless and unfriendly at all. In the final analysis, you were blinded by the hatred of the year. It was just a prank in the student days. Could it be that just because of the farce of the year, you can be so lonely and ruin your life? someone else's life?"

"A farce? Do you think a planned murder is just a pure farce?" Snape showed a sarcasm smile, "Indeed, I have never been very fond of James, but after they did that Before, it was just pure annoyance. If it weren't for Black's so-called farce, it would be impossible for me to hate a person to such an extent. As for the doubts you mentioned, in my opinion, it doesn't work at all. Who would understand a person? The mentality of the murderer, everything he does, although it seems unreasonable, but in fact, for this type of villain who has already been mentally twisted, this is what they do that is most in line with their mentality."

"That joke is working on you again, Severus," Black growled, "as long as the boy brings Scabbers back to the castle," he tossed his head in Ron's direction. "I'll walk with you quietly..."

"To the castle?" Snape had an odd smile on his face. "I don't think it's necessary to go so far. All I have to do is call the dementors as soon as I get out of that willow tree. They see You'd be so happy, Blake.. I daresay, I'd be so happy to give you a little kiss...”

"Poor you!" Harry exclaimed, "only because they joked with you when you were a student and you couldn't even listen to them..."

"Shut up! Don't talk to me like that!" Snape screamed, looking even crazier. "Like a father, like a son. Potter! I just saved your life. You should be on your knees and thanking me! If he kills you, you deserve it! You'll die like your father, Too arrogant to believe I've misjudged Black... Now, get out of the way, or I'll force you out of the way. Get out of the way, Potter!"

Augustus waved his hand and signaled the three of Harry to get out of the way, "Professor, since you want to leave so impatiently to report, then go ahead, it just so happens that Fudge is also nearby, if it doesn't bother you, you can call The dementors are here. However, I have taken care of this matter. If I don’t find out the truth behind the scenes, I will never allow anyone to disrupt the current trial, whether it is the Minister of Magic or what dementors are. Ghost, just try it, maybe you still don’t understand the current situation, since I’m here, I will decide who should go to Azkaban today, of course, the final murderer must be the real one planner."

Snape's face was a little gloomy and uncertain. Until now, he realized that the situation seemed to be out of his control. Indeed, whether it was summoning a dementor or asking Fudge for help, it was almost impossible for his favorite student in front of him. None of them have any effect. In terms of strength, he has nearly a hundred dead dementors under him. In terms of power, the Julius family is the number one family in the magic world.From this point of view, I can only participate in this matter as a bystander.

Snape let out a slight breath, his face gradually calmed down, "Since Mr. Augustus' trial of this incident is imperative, then I will not hinder you, you go on, I am only a Bystanders, regarding this mouse, I want to see if it is the so-called Peter Pettigrew who has been dead for more than ten years."

Lupine glanced at Augustus with a little gratitude, "I still want to thank you for your righteous words, Mr. Augustus, you gave us a chance to defend ourselves."

"Then it's high time we gave you some evidence," said Blake. "You, boy, give me Peter. Now."

Snape looked at Black's actions with cold eyes, and couldn't help but sneered, "Why, do you want to do something, of course, kill the mouse, and then slander him as Pettigrew, so there will be no proof, right?"

Ron held Scabbers closer to his chest.

"Don't touch it," he said weakly. "Are you going to say that you escaped from Azkaban just to get Scabbers down? I mean.." He looked at Harry and Hermione for their support . "Okay, let's say Peter Pettigrew turns into a mouse...there are thousands of mice in the world...he's in Azkaban, how will he know which mouse he's looking for?"

"You know, Sirius, that's a fair question," said Lupine, turning to Black, frowning slightly. "How did you find out where he was?"

"That's right. Just like the question I asked before, how did you discover a pettigrew that had been lurking in Ron's house for 12 years as a mouse? It's really unreasonable." Augustus nodded.

Blake reached inside his robes with a bird-clawed hand and produced a crumpled piece of paper.He smoothed the paper and showed it to everyone.

It was a photo of the Ron family, published in the "Daily Prophet" last summer, with Scabbers on Ron's shoulder.

"So, it was Banban's finger and your familiarity with him that made you discover it?" Augustus suddenly asked.

"Well, yes, it's missing a toe," said Blake.

Hearing this, Snape seemed to notice Scabbers on Ron for the first time, with a look of surprise on his face and thoughtful eyes.

"So what?" said Ron recklessly.

"Did you hear that, Ron?" said Lupine. "The biggest piece of Peter's remains ever found was his fingers."

"Besides, a mouse that has lived for 12 years, do you know what that means?" Lupine said to Ron gently, as if he was simply discussing a topic.

Augustus raised another doubt, "Whether he is Pettigrew or not. One thing is undeniable. Black betrayed the Potters as the secret keeper of the Fidelity Curse. If he hadn't informed him, how could Voldemort have killed them?" them."

Harry's eyes turned cold, as if he had reached a critical point, the room fell silent for a moment.