Harry Potter's Otherworldly Archmage

"That's a good question. I'm also a little puzzled about this, so why not let our heroic Mr. Peter explain." Augustus nodded and gestured to Pettigrew.

"Right!" screamed Peter Pettigrew, pointing at Hermione with his mutilated finger. "Thank you! Got it. Mr. Augustus? I never hurt a hair of Harry! Why should I hurt him?"

"Tsk tsk, forget it, I'll solve this puzzle," Augustus touched his chin with a smile on his face, "As Voldemort's double agent, even among the Death Eaters, I'm afraid the status It is also the lowest. Since your old master has lost power, it is absolutely impossible to clean up the so-called mess for him with your cowardly traitorous personality. If Voldemort is still alive, it is naturally a good thing to kill Harry to claim credit from him , It's a pity, the current form has already made you see clearly, is it better to be a mouse safely?"

Peter Pettigrew opened and closed his mouth several times, as if he had lost the ability to speak.

"However, Mr. Black, although the impact of becoming an Animagus dementor will be minimized, the willpower to find Hogwarts all the way from an isolated island is quite admirable. .” Augustus looked at the silent Sirius.

Blake seemed to be recalling some difficult memories, "I guess the only reason I didn't lose my mind was because I knew I was innocent. It was like someone had lit a fire in my head and the dementors couldn't put it out ..it's not a pleasant feeling..it's an obsession..but the thought gave me strength and cleared my mind. So, one night, they opened my door to deliver food, and I, as A dog, just slipped away from them.. It's hard for them to feel the emotions of animals, because animal emotions are messy.. I was very thin, very thin.. So thin that I could get out of the iron cabinet bar Time to sneak out.. as a dog, I swim back to the mainland.. I head north, as a dog, I come to Hogwarts.. I have been living in the Forbidden Forest since I got to Hogwarts. .except when I go to Quidditch matches of course..you can fly as well as your daddy, Harry...”

He looked at Harry, who didn't avert his eyes. "Trust me," Black said hoarsely, "trust me. I never betrayed James and Lily. I'd rather die than betray them." Harry finally believed him.Harry couldn't speak because of a lump in his throat, so he just nodded.

"What a touching scene, although it's unreasonable to say such things at this time, but now that the truth has been revealed, what are you going to do with this Mr. Peter?" Snape interjected coldly.

"Of course," said Blake, a smile flitting across that thin face.He also started rolling up his sleeves. "Shall we kill him together?"

"Yes, I suppose so," said Lupine darkly.

"You won't. You won't.." panted Peter Pettigrew.His small eyes turned around in the disgusted gazes of the surrounding onlookers, and finally fell on Augustus.

"Please, Mr. Augustus, don't let them kill me, I know, you will help me." Peter begged and knelt in front of Augustus, his shrill tone full of fear.

Augustus took a step back in disgust, and then said to Sirius, "Although I really want to see the fate of this traitor, you really can't kill him here, take him to the school in person, and hand him over to the cameraman." Ghost, proving your innocence to the Ministry of Magic is the most correct way."

"Mr. Augustus," gasped Peter Pettigrew, "you...thank you..that's doing me a favour..thank you.."

Black nodded, then looked at Harry, "What do you think, if you want us to kill him now."

"Just as Mr. Augustus said, he could go to Azkaban," Harry added, "if anyone should go there, it's him..."

"Two of us should be tethered to this thing," Blake said, touching Peter Pettigrew with his big toe, "just in case."

"I'll do it," said Lupine.

"And me," said Ron furiously, limping forward.

Black summoned heavy handcuffs out of thin air; Pettigrew quickly stood upright again, his left arm cuffed to Lupin's right arm, and his right arm to Ron's left arm.Ron's face was scruffy, and he seemed to take Scabber's real identity as a personal affront.Crookshanks jumped lightly from the bed and led the way out of the room, his bottlebrush tail cocked high triumphantly.

"A good ending, Mr. Augustus, thank you for your trust and help. Even when you knew that I was a werewolf, you still believed in us. Without you, I am afraid that Professor Snape would have given us all Leave it to the Ministry." Lupine and Augustus went ahead, and he turned sideways with gratitude on his face.

"Actually, it's nothing. It's just that I believe in my own judgment. What's more, what you're doing is in line with righteousness. I'm afraid no wizard with a conscience will sit idly by someone like Peter Pettigrew who sells friends and seeks glory. , Protecting morality is only a matter of duty." Augustus waved his hands meaninglessly.

Harry followed Black at the rear.

"Harry. Your parents appointed me to be your guardian." Blake said flatly, "If something happens to them..."

"What? Living with you?" he said, banging his head on a rock protruding from the ceiling of the tunnel. "Leave the Dursleys?"

"Of course, I don't think you'd like to," Blake said quickly, "I understand, I just thought I would..."

"Are you crazy?" said Harry, his voice suddenly hoarse, just like Black's. "Of course I want to leave the Dursleys! Do you have a house? When can I move in?"

"Will you?" he agreed. "Are you serious?"

"Yes, I mean it!" said Harry.

For the first time, Black's thin face broke into a real smile.

There is also a warm smile on the face of Augustus. The world of teenagers is never short of surprises. Perhaps, when we really mature and grow up, we will understand that what a home brings to us is not just the original love. Wait, even if you have read all kinds of life, you will understand after looking back that family, the simple two words, are actually the warmest existence in this world.