The Mightiest Aurors of Hogwarts

Chapter 67 Proof of Innocence

"You really don't need me to make some ferret sandwiches for you?" Hagrid wanted to get up from his position for the third time.

Aesop lay on the easy chair, waved his hand, and pushed him back directly: "Don't bother, Tonks and the others will bring food when they come over."

"Okay, okay," Hagrid muttered, "you have done so many things for me..."

Sirius put his feet up comfortably on the table. The table was a bit too high for most people, but it was extremely comfortable to put his feet on, and he hadn't felt so relaxed in a long time.

Of course, having seen Hagrid's craftsmanship, he quickly advised for the sake of his teeth and stomach: "Harry and the others will come over later. It's never too late for ferret sandwiches, but there are not many opportunities to eat outside food." ah."

"Okay, you have a point, Sirius." Hagrid scratched his head, "By the way, your motorcycle trailer is still with me..."

"Give it to you." Sirius shook his feet, suddenly becoming lazy after staying with that Auror for a long time.

Bah, as expected, those who are close to the ink are black.

The door of Hagrid's hut opened again, and Harry and the three of them walked in, wrapped in the cold wind: "Hagrid, I heard that Sirius is here with you."

Then, they saw a strange scene: Sirius, who was a guest like themselves, was slumped in a chair without any image, and Aesop was lying on an easy chair that did not match the surrounding style at all - obviously, this The guy had brought his own chair, but Hagrid, the owner of the house, was sitting on a stool with an awkward look on his face.

Before they could say anything, Tonks and Hancock Macduff walked in carrying a bunch of things.

Harry and the other three hurried to pick him up, and suddenly the cabin was filled with the smell of coffee and burgers.

Tonks handed a cup of strong coffee to Aesop and asked Harry, "Didn't Professor Lupin come with you?"

Sirius said while chewing a burger: "He happens to have some fluffy little problems, don't worry about him, my dear niece."

Yes, these two are related and separated by a generation.

It should be said that most pure-blood wizards in the UK often have close or distant blood relationships with each other.Although Tonks is not a pure-blood - her mother married a Muggle-born wizard and was expelled from the Black family, Andromeda Tonks is indeed Sirius's favorite cousin.

By the way, Sirius's other two cousins ​​are Bellatrix, Voldemort's right-hand man, and Narcissa Malfoy, Lucius's wife.

Tsk, I can only say that the expensive circle is really small.

Hagrid sheepishly took the small bag of burgers. To Harry and the others, these Muggle foods were enough to fill their stomachs, but to him they were just bite-sized gadgets.

"Tonks, and..." He hadn't yet remembered Hancock's name.

Like Aesop, Hancock, who was wearing a neat suit, handed over a cup of coffee: "Hancock Macduff, Mr. Hagrid."

"Descendant of the Twelve American Aurors." Tonks added jokingly. You know, this is how the American Auror introduced himself when he first came to the British Ministry of Magic to report - with his eyes above his head. Everything was dismissed. In Hancock's opinion at the time, his exchange was just to get gold in this remote country in England.

Hagrid smiled naively: "Thank you both very much. I heard from Aesop that it was you who ended your vacation early and found evidence of the St. Mungo's therapist's crime."

"It's my duty." Macduff imitated Aesop and took a sip of coffee before saying slowly.

"Oh, by the way." Tonks took out a roll of parchment from the pocket of her leather jacket and threw it to Sirius, "Your innocence, my dear cousin."

Harry ignored the burger in his mouth: "Great, Sirius, now you can come to Hogwarts openly."

Blake, who had been slumped in the chair, sat up straight and slowly unfolded the parchment, but he let out a long sigh.

The atmosphere in Hagrid's hut was slightly solidified. Everyone knew that this proof of innocence came a little late.

When everyone thought Sirius was about to say something, or simply tear the certificate into pieces - this was in line with Harry's unruly godfather's character.

Mr. Black just rolled up the certificate again, stuffed it into his pocket, and then showed an extremely hearty smile: "Yes, Harry, next time I can sit on the court and watch you play Quidditch."

……

In the night, several black shadows sneaked into Knockturn Alley.

The door of a shop selling medicinal herbs that were not very honest opened quietly and then closed immediately.

Black chains hung the shopkeeper from the beam. A man wearing a white mask pulled out a long sword from his waist and stabbed a bloody hole in the shopkeeper's body. Then he slowly asked: "What did you do a month ago?" Ingredients used in Polyjuice Potion were sold, and I need information on that buyer."

The shop owner watched in horror as his blood flowed downwards uncontrollably, and soon there was a puddle on the ground: "I don't know, I really don't know!"

"People who come here to trade are not willing to reveal their identities. They always hide themselves. For me, as long as I can sell the goods at a good price, it is enough. I will not investigate who sold them to. This is why we are here. The rules." The shopkeeper was really bursting with tears. Even a wizard couldn't bear the blood flowing like this.

A man wearing a gray mask next to him nodded to the white mask: "Second Master, he didn't lie."

For wizards who are skilled in Legilimency, it is all too easy to determine whether a person is telling the truth.It can be seen that this team that suddenly appeared in Knockturn Alley is very professional, moves quickly, has fierce torture methods, and has a clear division of labor - the white mask is responsible for interrogation, and the gray mask wizard who is good at Legilimency is responsible for testing the obtained intelligence. Is it true.

"Yes, yes!" The shop owner kept twisting his body, trying to break free from the shackles of the iron chain, but without a magic wand in his hand, he was no different from ordinary people. He could only watch his blood flowing down. "Let me go. I don't deserve to be on the stage here. I won't report to the Auror to cause trouble for me."

The masked man who broke into the store didn't seem to stop the bleeding. After the white mask leader knew that he really couldn't get the information he wanted, he evacuated with his men directly - since he dared to appear here, he was not afraid The British Aurors were causing trouble of their own.

Moreover, fishing can only be done in troubled waters. Maybe if colleagues from the British wizarding world get involved, this cat-and-mouse game will be more interesting.

The man in the white mask let out a burst of nervous laughter as he left, almost waking up half the people on the street: "The storm is coming!"

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