Professor of Gemology at Hogwarts

"The Weasley mouse, he is an Animagus! He is Peter Pettigrew! He is a Death Eater -" Sirius was tied up with ropes, but he tried to raise his head, his thin chest rising and falling rapidly.

"You think I will believe you if you just make up a story? Your goal is to kill Potter, right?"

"Do I want Harry's life? How could I hurt him!" He was a little anxious, "I will never hurt him or anyone else, except that mouse! That mouse was transformed by Peter, and he is the culprit. He is a traitor—"

Sirius looked straight at Gray. If it weren't for the light of the eyes in the deep-set eye sockets, he would have been lying on the ground like a dead body.

"You have to listen to me," Sirius calmed himself down, but his tone was still a little urgent, "You don't know... If you help me catch that rat... I will also send me to Azkaban if you help me. Don’t regret it, at least you know the truth, at least you want me to kill him!”

"Okay, keep talking," Gray sat down on the stone next to him. "I'll just listen to your story. This will only affect whether you can return to Azkaban sooner or later."

"Listen...everyone thought that I betrayed the Potters and then killed Peter, but the truth is exactly the opposite. It was Peter who betrayed him, and I went to hunt him down. I didn't expect that he framed me instead, and he killed 12 Muggles died, and I faked my own death by cutting off my own fingers!"

Sirius had been carefully observing Gray's expression, fearing that Gray would rush him to the Ministry of Magic.

"The moment before he transformed," Sirius twisted so that he could raise his head, "after I blocked him, he shouted so loudly that the whole street could hear that I betrayed Lily and James. Then, before I could say the incantation, he blew up the street with the wand hidden behind his back, killing everyone within twenty feet - and then went down into the gutter with the other rats... He was The illegal Animagus was a rat, the one from the Weasley family, but everyone thought he was dead!"

"How did you know it was the Weasley rat?"

"I know what Peter's animagus looks like, I know what he looks like as a mouse, and I'm the only one who knows he's alive." His voice grew hoarse.

"It's nonsense. How could you have seen the Weasley mice? Unless someone tipped you off in Azkaban, but that's impossible."

"No, no...it's Fudge. When he inspected Azkaban, I got a copy of the Daily Prophet and saw photos of the Weasley family traveling in Egypt. I recognized the child. The mouse on the shoulder is Peter, and that mouse, its front paw... it's missing a paw."

"Have you forgotten about the Secret Keeper? Black." Gray kept holding the wand in his hand. "You are obviously the Secret Keeper, but now you are saying that Peter betrayed the Potters?"

"No... no... listen to me... it's my fault. At the last moment, I persuaded the Potters to switch to Peter and let him be their secret keeper instead of me... The night they died, I went to see Is Peter still safe? But when I rushed to his hiding place, Peter was gone, and there were no signs of a struggle. I felt bad, became scared, and immediately went to the Potter's house. When I saw their house The ruins, seeing their bodies... I realized what Peter had done... what I had done... so I went after him..."

Gray didn't respond, so Sirius looked at him carefully before continuing.

"What I said is true. The best way now is to catch that mouse and let him return to his original form. Everything will be revealed..." Sirius said, "Peter deserves to die. He betrayed us. I just escaped." To kill him! You bring it to me, you bring that fat rat to me, and you will understand..."

Gray was thinking about how to properly place the dirty man in front of him.

Sirius didn't speak when he saw Gray, and then said: "Believe me, your name is Gray, right? Believe me, Gray, if you catch that mouse, everything will become clear."

"So you're saying that the mouse is Peter Pettigrew?"

"Yes." Sirius's eyes lit up, "Yes, yes..."

"And you're going to catch him just to kill him?"

"Yes..." He was very angry, "He killed the Potters and framed me... I wanted to kill someone, and I was imprisoned for 12 years just for this murder..."

"If you only want to kill him, then can I think that you are a murderous lunatic who wants to silence the person who captured you more than ten years ago?"

"No...no, you have completely misunderstood. If he was not a traitor, how could he have pretended to be dead and hidden himself for so many years?"

"Then even if you catch him, would it be useful if you just kill him?"

"what do you mean?"

"If you are really wronged, if you kill him, there will be nothing to prove your innocence. Do you want to use this fresh corpse that died in your hands as evidence? Even if you are Innocent, but if you kill someone, you will still go back to Azkaban."

Sirius froze.

"I can't care about that anymore. He hurt me like this! I just want to kill him! I want him to die!"

"Think about it carefully," Gray said calmly.

Sirius was silent, his face pressed to the ground, the breeze blowing his dirty hair up a bit.

"If you want to kill that mouse, then I won't agree to it - to be precise, if you do this, I won't trust you," Gray said. "The only way is to throw you and Peter to the Ministry of Magic at the same time." , I can reluctantly agree to your request and catch that mouse."

"I understand what you mean..." Sirius said, "You actually believe me, right? But... what's the use of handing me over to the Ministry of Magic with that traitor? Will I be found not guilty? ?”

"This is the only way to prove that your statement is correct. I can't just believe your one-sided words and catch a mouse for you to kill, right? If you don't agree, then I can only think that you You're talking nonsense, there will be flaws when the time comes, I'll just send you back to the Ministry of Magic now."

"Of course what I said is the truth, there is no way there will be any flaws!" Sirius raised his head.

"Listen, I don't want to wrong anyone." Gray pointed his wand at him. "You'd better stay quiet until the matter is found out. If you run away, I will expose you to the Ministry of Magic." In the form of Magus, you will never be able to escape when the time comes.”

"I understand... I will calm down... As long as you believe me, I will never run away. Now that you know this, I know you will definitely figure it out. From the moment you shouted to protect Harry That's when I knew... I told the right person."

He stared at Gray closely, expecting a slight nod from Gray.

"You should know that the only reason you are hiding now is because you turned into a dog, but when the Aurors start looking for the black dog..."

"I will never run away... Believe me, and I will not hurt others, let alone Harry." He raised his neck with great effort and looked at Gray, "What I said is true, as long as you catch it , you will understand.”

What else can be done?Gray could only say okay, he knew whether the other person was a good guy or a bad guy anyway.

Gray nodded.

Sirius breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed on the ground.

……

"Come back? Gray -" Sante was suddenly startled, "Is this... you brought back a stray dog?"

"Uh, yes." Gray glanced at the big, dirty black dog, which was wagging its tail, "I saw how pitiful he was, so I brought him back."

"Wang!"

Sante frowned: "It's true... it's pitiful. It's too dirty. Do you want to keep it forever?"

"Of course."

Under Sante's disgusted look, Gray directly led the dog into the house, intending to let him go to the bathroom for a quick wash. When he walked into the living room, the dog's tail knocked over the photo on the low coffee table.

"Uh, be careful-" Sante was a little dissatisfied.

The black dog put his nose close and looked at the photo that fell on the ground.

"Okay, let's go." Gray picked up the photo and carefully placed it on the short coffee table.

The news is playing on the TV.

"...Replaying an important news story...Blake is armed and extremely dangerous. A dedicated hotline has been set up and anyone who sees Blake is asked to report it immediately."

The black dog tilted his head and looked at the TV.

"Really, how come this criminal hasn't been caught yet?" Sant held up the remote control. "Such a dangerous person should be caught within a day. Isn't there anything the police can do against him?"

Gray touched his nose and said nothing. He just glanced at the big black dog who was focusing on the TV.

This world is so bizarre. It's possible that the wanted criminal you saw on TV is right in front of you.

They followed the stairs to the bathroom in Gray's room. He stood at the door of the bathroom and whispered: "You should be able to take a bath yourself..."

"Wang!"

"There is a spell in this room now. If I can sense it and you take even half a step out of this room..."

"Wang!"