A Hogwarts dissertation guide

Fudge left, taking Peter Pettigrew with him. Although he wanted to leave the castle with Lupin, neither Dumbledore nor Lupine himself obviously had such an idea.

Lupine was obviously very vigilant. He did not believe that the Ministry of Magic would treat werewolves well - he was more worried that this was a banquet.After all, he did help Sirius infiltrate the castle.

Hermione and others in the school hospital didn't know this, and it was already the afternoon of the next day when they woke up.

Ron woke up, too warm, but still feeling sleepy.He didn't open his eyes, just hoping to fall asleep again.The room was still dimly lit.He thought it must still be night, and he didn't think he could have slept for very long.

At this moment, he heard someone whispering next to him.

"It'll wake them up."

"What are they shouting about? Nothing happened, right?"

Ron struggled to open his groggy eyes. His legs were severely bandaged and hung up. Ron was completely unconscious.

Through the bed curtains, he could see several vague figures, which seemed to be Mrs. Weasley and Percy.

"Ron, you're awake!" Mrs. Weasley opened the bed curtain and leaned in. She looked extremely worried, for fear of scaring Ron, and her voice was much gentler than usual.

"Mom..." Ron said, covering his head, "I feel a little dizzy... By the way, Peter Pettigrew..."

"Don't worry, Ron. The dust has settled." Mrs. Weasley comforted her, looking at her son's face with distress.For a moment, she really felt distressed.

"Does your leg still hurt?"

"Legs? No feeling at all."

Mrs. Weasley covered her mouth, tears falling uncontrollably.

"Is Ron awake?" It was someone else's voice. Mrs. Weasley quickly wiped the tears with the back of her hand and turned around and said, "Yes, he's awake."

"Let me see." It was Percy's voice.

Immediately afterwards, Percy's head poked in, "I was shocked when I learned the news. You dared to sneak out of the castle. Do you know how dangerous this is? If it weren't for Professor Lupine and Professor Snape , you are absolutely dead—"

Mrs. Weasley hit Percy on the chest angrily.Not with too much effort, of course, just not wanting Percy to continue talking.

A few hours ago, she had been horrified when she received the message from Headmaster Dumbledore.Her youngest son and Harry sneaked out of the castle, broke into the Forbidden Forest, ran all the way to Hogsmeade, met Sirius Black, and a series of things that followed.

Madam Pomfrey's words made her burst into tears.

"Molly, your son...sigh...go and see for yourself..."

Then Molly saw the hospital bed surrounded by pure white bed curtains.

"Is he already...dead?"

Molly said with a trembling voice, unable to accept such a big blow. Although the Weasley family has many children and many blessings, nothing like this has ever happened before. At most, it was just George and Fred deducting points for violating school rules. Category.

There has never been a precedent for a murder committed while at school (Ginny's incident last year does not count, she is just a poor child who was innocently deceived by the diary, and this has nothing to do with her personally).

"Oh, no... of course not," Madam Pomfrey said cheerfully, "but I don't know if he had delivered it a few minutes later in the evening."

"Huh~" Molly glared at Madam Pomfrey angrily. She should have told her earlier.

Then, it was time for Ron to wake up.

During this period, Fred and George also wanted to come over and see Ron, but they were holding two toilet seats that they found out of nowhere - they wanted to celebrate Ron's sobriety.So the two of them were mercilessly driven back to the common room by Mrs. Weasley, and at least their ridiculous toilet seats were disposed of before they were allowed to see Ron.

Harry and Hermione soon joined in, and they quickly made the ward lively, making Mrs. Weasley's sadness much less so.

In the headmaster's room at Hogwarts, Dumbledore was quietly eating bloody popping candy. In front of him was a tired-looking Sirius Black.

"Professor, is everything over like this?" Black asked in disbelief. Minister Fudge did not trouble him throughout the whole process, but completely believed Peter Pettigrew's statement.

"That's what it looks like." Dumbledore nodded. "I think you will be able to reappear openly soon, but I'm afraid it will take some time. After all, you have to wait for the Ministry of Magic to clear your name."

"Yes." Black nodded, but soon showed a puzzled expression, "But I don't understand why he would do it so easily... Logically speaking, this does not affect the authority of the Ministry of Magic, right?"

"Millicent Barnold." Dumbledore mentioned a name, and Black quickly responded. He left the principal's office with a smile.

Millicent Barnold was the former Minister of Magic. She served as Minister of Magic from 1980 to 1990, and a series of trials were conducted under her supervision.Fudge had only been in office for a few years, and he had to suppress the reputation of the previous minister so that he could sit more firmly - although he did not realize that the Ministry of Magic had already been made monolithic by Sochi.

If Edward wanted, Fudge could remain Minister for Magic, and even become a ghost after his death - the Ministry of Magic might have its first ghost Minister.

When Black arrived at the school hospital, Harry and others had already drunk the potion and fell asleep at Pomfrey's urging.

"Sirius, I can't let you disturb their rest. They are too tired and must have a good rest." Madam Pomfrey said businesslikely, but she already had a bottle of calming potion in her hand, which she stuffed into Sirius's hand. passed.

"You'd better drink the potion. I'll come back later to check on your condition." After saying that, she left.

Sirius shrugged helplessly, chose a hospital bed next to Harry, lay down on it, and drank the calming potion in one gulp.

Then, he fell limply on the pillow, and the ward fell silent again.

At this time, at the Ministry of Magic in Lumpur, when Minister Fudge came back with Peter Pettigrew, it undoubtedly caused a huge sensation. They couldn't believe their eyes. The hero, the great hero who had won the first-class medal of Sir Merlin, actually came back. Stay alive!

But how is this possible?

Many people came forward to find out what happened, but Fudge didn't explain it to them - but under Suo Chi's guidance, almost everyone knew the truth.

The Daily Prophet also urgently published a special issue without Fudge's authorization.

"Peter Pettigrew, hero or traitor?"