A Hogwarts dissertation guide

"Or it should be said that Sirius Black succeeded." Edward said calmly, "The person you are interested in did almost nothing in this incident."

"But he knows the truth." Dumbledore's blue eyes sparkled, "What is more important than the truth?"

"They could have known everything from James or others, rather than through such a dangerous method. Of course, I don't care about this."

"I hope he can judge the truth for himself instead of everything being under my wing." Dumbledore stuffed the remaining chocolate frog into his mouth in one gulp, which filled his mouth to the brim.

Edward shook his head, "You should be lucky that I prepared a time twister for Hermione."

Dumbledore's brows furrowed together, as if something suddenly occurred to him, and he asked, "Edward, where were you in 1926?"

"Who would remember the year?" Edward curled his lips and said, "But I have spent almost 30 years repairing and strengthening Yongbulakang's magic array, and by the way, I have organized all my knowledge."

Dumbledore nodded and said, "When you came out of Umbracon, the world was already like this, right?"

"Are you referring to the current state of the wizarding world?"

"Yes."

"Absolutely. I remember that at that time, Voldemort had just started to become famous in Europe, and he was still a young dark wizard." Edward recalled.

"Okay." Dumbledore blinked.

"What do you want to know?"

"It's nothing, I'm just suddenly interested in your past." Dumbledore shook his head and stood up from the armchair, "It's time for me to prepare to meet our heroes. They experienced a quite thrilling night tonight. .”

"Oh, it's 'thrilling' that's completely under my protection." Edward said with disdain. He didn't think Harry or Ron could learn anything from it.

They will only become more reckless and unscrupulous, because someone will always come forward to save them, just like before.

When Harry and the others returned to the castle, it was already close to three o'clock in the morning. They spent too much time on the road, and because of Ron's legs, they had to slow down to avoid causing more damage to him—— Die on the road.

Madam Pomfrey was very angry when she was woken up. She opened the door of the school hospital wearing only pink pajamas.

"Mrs. Pomfrey, please save Ron, he is about to die." Harry and Hermione said urgently.

Harry and Hermione escorted Ron to the school hospital, while Snape took Sirius to the Headmaster's Office on the eighth floor.

"Ron? That Weasley?" Madam Pomfrey rubbed her eyes and saw Ron being barely lifted up by Hermione and Harry. His legs were twisted into a strange posture and looked like they were broken. , the bone in the knee was exposed.

"What's up with him?"

"He was seriously injured... Can you save him first? We will explain everything to you later."

"Come in quickly and help him to the hospital bed." Madam Pomfrey quickly moved aside so that Ron could come in.

After Harry and Hermione settled Ron, they sat around the hospital bed nearby so as not to disturb Madam Pomfrey's rescue of Ron.

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Walking along the marble steps, the lights in the castle were very dim, but neither of them took it to heart.

"Snape, how did you convince Professor Dumbledore?" Black asked. He had always been curious about this question, why did Dumbledore let them hate the most... the smelly bat?

"Obviously he trusts me far more than you do," Snape said coldly, continuing to walk upstairs without slowing down at all. "I advise you to think about how to face the principal."

"The people he trusts most have always been us." Black said with a dull head, but his eyes rolled around, and it was obvious that he did not trust Dumbledore as much as he said.

"Keep your pathetic fantasy alive." Snape waved his black robe and walked upstairs at a faster pace.

They soon arrived at the principal's office on the eighth floor and pushed open the heavy oak door. The warm light here made them feel a little dazed.

"Headmaster, Mr. Rumple... you haven't yet?" Snape looked a little surprised. It was understandable that Edward didn't have a rest, but Dumbledore hadn't gone to bed yet?

Could it be that what happened tonight was part of Dumbledore's plan?

"Oh, Severus, you are finally back. Ever since I heard Professor Rumple's words, I can't wait to welcome our 'big hero'." Dumbledore said with a smile, and he stood up from behind the desk.

"That's the rat." Snape threw the trapped rat Scabbers to Dumbledore.

"Peter Pettigrew?" Dumbledore murmured. "It's amazing."

"He is Peter Pettigrew." Black said, standing up from behind Snape, "Professor, I finally avenged James and Lily."

"Sirius?" Dumbledore looked even more surprised, which made Edward roll his eyes at him in disgust, "I knew you would never do such a thing, but fortunately you have proven your innocence. , now Peter has caught it.”

"By the way, I have informed Peter Pettigrew." Dumbledore added, "Mr. Minister will arrive at the castle soon and clear your grievances as quickly as possible."

"Thank you." Blake nodded.

"Reveal yourself quickly!" Dumbledore took out a pale white wand from his pocket and pointed it at the mouse in his hand.

The wand emitted blue-white light, and Scabbers hung in mid-air. The bandage slipped from his body, fell to the ground and disappeared, and his little black body twisted wildly.

The mouse fell down and landed on the floor. There was another dazzling flash, and then... like a quick shot of observing the growth of trees, a head appeared on the ground and its limbs stretched out. After a while, a man stood Where Banban was just now, he was wringing his hands in fear.

This man was bald and much shorter than Dumbledore.His thin, flaxen hair was unkempt, and he had a bald spot on the top of his head.His appearance is that of an obese person who has lost a lot of weight in a short period of time.

His skin looked dirty, almost like Scabbers' fur, and his pointed nose and watery little eyes still had the characteristics of a mouse.

He looked at everyone, breathing quickly and weakly.He glanced at Dumbledore and Black, then quickly looked away.

"Deng...Professor Dumbledore...little...Sirius..." Peter Pettigrew's voice was also high-pitched, and his eyes quickly looked towards the door again, "My friends...I most Dear people..."