I'm the king of scrolls at Hogwarts

"Your good dean only punished them for your sake, oh, maybe for Emma's face." Sirius said to the point: "After all, your mother was in school back then. But I didn’t stop helping him. As you know, the relationship between us and him has not been very good."

"You guys are just filthy pigs." Snape made no secret of his hostility: "You can only stick together and inflict violence on your classmates. Your abilities are limited to this..."

"You may not know that James and I didn't find trouble with him for no reason. This guy..." Sirius didn't answer his words at all. He looked at Snape with disgust and said to Louis: "He is A loyal supporter of Voldemort's pure-blood philosophy, he has been flaunting how much he loves Lily, but what? Do you really have her in your heart?"

The last words were said to Snape.

Snape was immediately irritated. He never expected that Sirius would dare to excuse the foursome's bullying of him. He said word by word: "You don't know at all, you don't know at all, In the end I..."

"How much do you love her? Oh, yes, yes, if you love her, why don't you call her a mudblood?" Sirius smiled coolly, cracking his big white teeth - the cleaning effect was good, so he gave him a wash along the way. tooth.

Lewis discovered that Sirius’s mouth was not an ordinary one...

Ron and Draco were bundled together to compete with him, both of them were sweet-tongued.

Snape was really angry. He stood up and jumped towards Sirius. He even forgot to use magic. He transformed into a violent war and started fighting with Sirius hand to hand. But as a dead man, he was Sirius's opponent. Within a few moments, Sirius hit him on the left eye socket with an electric cannon, giving him a black eye.

Sirius didn't get anything good, it's just that Snape, an old silver coin, looked like a player who had fought with him all year round. While being hammered, he could exchange injuries for injuries and also punched Sirius in the left eye.

Dumbledore had no intention of stopping the two of them. Instead, he was discussing with Lewis seriously whether there should be more sugar in the moonberry juice. Dean Sprout and Dean Flitwick also started to discuss in a tacit understanding that the sun is relatively abundant today - but it is obviously late at night, can you two have some snacks?

It seemed that Professor Snape was indeed not very likable, perhaps because he was usually too biased. Only Professor McGonagall could not bear to indicate to Lupine with her eyes whether it would be better to go up and separate the two.

"Professor, do you think we should separate them first?" Louis couldn't bear it. After all, his dean had the upper hand now.

The most important thing is that you can't kill someone by beating like this.

"It's good to be young." Dumbledore didn't say anything and just tasted the raisins from Talador.

Professor Lupine walked up and used magic to separate the two. This guy was also a bad guy. Taking advantage of the opportunity when no one was paying attention, he hit Snape's belly covered by thick clothes twice.

Even if it is blue, it cannot be seen.

"Actually, you two should put aside your hatred." Louis shrugged: "After all, we still have a common enemy now, and we all have a common goal to fight for, right?"

"Who has the same goal as him?" Sirius retorted subconsciously, and he and Snape looked at each other, looked away in disgust, and snorted arrogantly in sync.

"Look, Sirius is here to protect Harry, and Professor Snape, well, he is also here to protect Li...that lady's child. Aren't these actually the same goal? Right?" Louis said this and Xini's mediation ability must be at least director-level.

Sirius was open-minded, and he chuckled twice: "I don't have any problem, I'm just afraid that your dean..."

Snape glanced at Sirius, then at Louis, and said profusely: "With all due respect, I don't quite understand what letting go means."

"Kris." Louis waved to Kristassa, and when the latter came over, he motioned for her to come over. After a few instructions, he saw Kristassa holding a cup and a pot of hot water. come over.

"Please hold this cup with both hands, Professor Snape," said Louis.

Snape raised his eyelids and glanced sideways at him. After thinking about it, he picked up the cup. Everyone looked here with great interest, wanting to see how Louis would teach Snape to let go.

Louis held the hot water bottle and began to pour water into the cup. The water in the cup gradually filled up until it overflowed. The scalding hot water flowed onto Snape's hand, which made him let go of the cup immediately.

"Look, in fact, there is nothing in this world that you can't let go of." Louis sighed softly, with a compassionate and empathetic demeanor: "If it hurts, you will naturally let it go."

Everyone in the room looked thoughtful, especially Dumbledore, who stopped chewing sugar and stared blankly at the remains of the cup on the ground, not knowing what he was thinking.

Snape, too, looked at his somewhat red hands, sat there for a moment, stood up suddenly, swung his black robe like a bat in everyone's puzzled eyes, and left Louis' office. After a while, the wind blew again. Come back and sit in front of Louis, holding a new cup in his hand.

That cup is relatively simple, just an ordinary glass.

"This time, try again," Snape said slowly.

Louis nodded and added water to the cup again, but this time, the overflowing hot water flowed on Snape's hand. Louis could clearly see that his eyelids were beating subconsciously because of pain, but his hand did not loosen at all. Still holding the cup tightly.

Louis can't handle this. Damn it, Professor Snape, what's going on with you?

Of course he also asked: "Aren't you hot, Professor Snape? This is boiling water..."

"Hot, of course it's hot." Professor Snape's expression was particularly determined.

"It's hot, then why don't you let go?" Lewis really didn't understand, why should he hold on so hard?

Professor Snape sighed softly and said slowly: "Because... this is the cup Lily gave me..."

Louis was stunned. Everyone in the office, whether it was the three deans who had always been at odds with Snape, his old enemies Lupine and Sirius, or the three little Harry trio who hated him, were all right. Snape stood in awe.

What an affectionate person, Hermione even had an earth-shaking change in her impression of Snape all of a sudden. Girls always have strong sympathy for such affectionate people.

And in this era, affection has not been spoiled.

After a while, Louis came back to his senses, put down the kettle in his hand, and said slowly:

"Dog licking is really awesome..."

Sirius didn't hold back when he heard this and burst into laughter. Snape glanced at him, reached out and took out another cup and put it in front of Sirius: "You are laughing so hard, I think you can put it down easily?"

When Sirius saw the cup, he immediately put it in his arms and shook his head quickly: "No, no, no, I'm not, I don't have it, I can't let it go, I can't let it go."

Snape put on a smiley face and said nothing. Instead, he carefully put the cup away and sat on the stool to continue waiting for someone from the Ministry of Magic.

Dumbledore is also a little doubtful about life now, wondering if he should also go to Nurmengard. It seems that he has not seen Gellert for a long time.

Fox was very fast, and Fudge was not slow either. After receiving Fox's summons, he immediately followed the floo network to Hogwarts. After opening the door, the first thing he saw was Sirius sitting in his seat.

"Oh, it seems you have caught Black, right?" Fudge's expression was full of surprise. He looked at Dumbledore and then at Black. This is a great political achievement. It seems that his position as Minister of Magic has been restored. You can stabilize yourself through this matter.

But he obviously didn't notice Sirius's neat clothes, his beautiful white teeth, and his hair that was no longer as greasy as Snape's.

Snape: No cue...

Sirius bared his teeth and smiled at Fudge: "Maybe Mr. Minister didn't notice that I'm not treated like a prisoner?"

"What do you mean? Black?" Fudge frowned in displeasure upon hearing this, thinking that you, a fugitive from Azkaban, are worthy of talking to my dignified Minister of Magic?

"That's it, Cornelius." Dumbledore said suddenly: "In the recent investigation, we found a more prominent problem, that is... it was not Sirius who betrayed James and Lily, but Sirius There is someone else, and this person is also the culprit who detonated the Muggle street and killed twenty-three people."

"Who is it?" Fudge frowned. Can such an ironclad case be overturned? Didn't he already acquiesce to all the accusations against him when Blake was arrested? Why did Dumbledore call him here today and suddenly wanted to reverse the verdict? Could it be that he wanted to be detrimental to himself and the Ministry of Magic?

Fudge is not big-minded, and his plans are smaller than the pus on a mouse's tail. Over the years, he has been wary of Dumbledore, fearing that he might offend Dumbledore and be kicked out of the Ministry of Magic. , it can be said that he lived a life of trepidation and walking on thin ice, but he never thought about one problem, that is, Lao Deng was not interested in fighting for power and profit.

If he had been interested in this, he might have become the Dark Queen of the Saints long ago.

"Peter Pettigrew," Dumbledore replied, telling Fudge the real truth.

Fudge swayed, as if the impact of the news was a bit too great. Soon, he laughed nervously, waved his hand and said: "Impossible, absolutely impossible! I found Peter Pettigrew's finger on the street. ! Fingers! In that attack, Peter Pettigrew was the victim, and he was already dead! He was not a criminal! Black was even less likely to be a hero! He was the executioner! The executioner who killed Peter Pettigrew! He was also the executioner who killed Peter Pettigrew! Those twenty-three Muggle murderers!"

The people present didn't say anything, they just watched Fudge quietly performing there.

In fact, it’s not surprising that Fudge had a big reaction. This was an ironclad case twelve years ago. If it was found to be a mistake by the Ministry of Magic, Black, who was supposed to be a hero, was wronged and tortured for twelve years in Azkaban. In 2016, the Ministry of Magic was afraid that the lid of the Ministry of Magic would be lifted by the angry crowd.

There is a saying that goes well, people are always more willing to believe what they want to believe, and even Fudge, who is the head of the Ministry of Magic, is not immune to this fact. He simply cannot accept this fact - because he has no respect for the Ministry of Magic. There are no benefits.

Snape shook his head and stepped aside, allowing Fudge to see Peter Pettigrew being tied up.

"Look, Your Excellency Minister, this is a mouse we just captured today - Peter Pettigrew." Snape said nonchalantly: "Of course, if you don't want to believe it, I want to put it in my Under the influence of the truth serum, Peter will definitely tell everything he has done in front of everyone."

Fudge was shocked. It was not that he didn't know Peter Pettigrew. He wanted to pretend that he didn't, but the Veritaserum mentioned by Snape made him hesitate. He shook his head and raised his doubts: "Then, he is How did he leave the scene of the explosion? I mean, no one saw him at the time."

"He is an illegal Animagus, Your Excellency the Minister." Snape smiled with a smile that was completely sarcastic.

Sirius was actually disgusted with Snape's expression. In the past, when he had nothing to do with James, he would trouble him and bully him. In most cases, it was because of his sinister tone and his sly expression. This kid can always successfully irritate others with just one word or expression. It would be wrong to say that he has a sarcastic face. After all, he really makes people angry...

But now, Sirius inexplicably felt that Snape was a little more pleasing to his eyes.

How does that sentence come from? The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Now everyone has a common dislike - Fudge, so they don't seem so disgusted with each other, especially Snape's expression is obviously offensive. Went with Fudge.

Fudge took a deep breath and resisted the urge to have an attack, mainly because he also knew that Snape, the Potions Master, was a bit untouchable, and he might be asked to do something in the future.

Potion masters in the magical world are just like alchemists in immortality novels. It is better not to offend as much as possible.

He nodded, indicating that he accepted this statement, and then looked at Peter Pettigrew, twitching his lips: "Then, if you don't mind, Professor Snape, please use a little truth serum, I still don't believe it... …After all, this is a bit too incredible.”

Snape stood up and took out a vial from his pocket.

Being a man of few words, he didn't say anything to Fudge at all. He walked straight towards Peter Pettigrew, pulled out Sirius' smelly socks that were stuffed in his mouth, and poured the Veritaserum into his mouth very roughly. inside.

It was a bit of a personal grudge, and I poured a whole bottle.