Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows

"Ah, you recognized it?"

Anriel nodded seriously, looking very serious.

"But...but he's not...Sirius Black...?"

Fudge's mind was a little confused, and his CPU was overloaded and burning out.

Dumbledore waved his hand and an armchair appeared next to the fireplace.

"Sit down, Cornelius, and let's learn to listen first."

Then, Anriel slowly walked around Sirius and Wormtail, paced between the two of them, and slowly narrated their story - telling a history that had been forgotten.

"...But Black trusted the wrong person and at the last minute suggested that the Potters use Peter instead -

And the result... is obvious.”

Anriel let out a long breath and tilted his head to look at Sirius, whose teeth were already clenched.

He suspected that Sirius still believed that Wormtail's guilt far outweighed his own.

But Anriel didn't ask - probably just like half an hour ago, he couldn't ask anything useful.

"No... Impossible... Haha..."

Fudge looked a little dazed, with a thin layer of oily sweat covering his face.

"What's impossible?"

Anriel was really confused this time and failed to understand Fudge's thought process and mental journey.

"I mean... I mean, Dumbledore, and this... boy, you shouldn't listen to a murderer, a lunatic... and a..."

Fudge racked his brains, and finally came up with an epiphany:

"The words of an unidentified liar!"

Fudge seemed to have convinced himself, and his stumbling words became less pronounced:

"The mental state and credibility of their testimonies...are both unguaranteed...I think...we should trust the ironclad evidence produced by the Ministry of Magic, right?"

For the first time, Sirius's hateful eyes left Wormtail, and he looked as if he would rush forward and tear Fudge to pieces as soon as he broke free.

Anriel's eyes widened.

The magic boy stood at attention - in awe.

No, this... can be resolved?

Anriel sincerely admired Fudge's ability to deceive himself.

If skills had levels, Fudge's skill would probably be higher than Voldemort's Avada Kedavra.

"Okay, sir, I give in. You should explain it to this... Cornelius."

Anriel held his forehead and shook his head gently.

"But Mr. Fudge, even though you don't believe the... uh, unreliable testimonies I just mentioned, it's always okay to keep these two separately, right?"

Anriel thought for a moment and added:

"They are both bound by my magic, so they are generally inescapable. But I still suggest that you imprison Peter Pettigrew in a more...sturdy place."

Anriel came to the door and put his hand on the door handle:

"...Then, if you don't mind, I'd like to go downstairs to the school hospital to check on those unfortunate children."

When Anriel and Snape arrived, they left the seemingly harmonious but actually estranged trio on the first floor.

If it were just Harry and Ron, they would probably rush straight to the headmaster's office -

But Hermione was there.

She would persuade Harry, and Harry would persuade Ron.

What's more, Ron would seem to be in the wrong when he faced Hermione now.

So where they'll go now is...

school clinic.

Anriel went to the second floor, pushed open the door and entered the school hospital.

After looking around, Anriel found Harry and Ron lying on the bed, and Hermione was sitting beside Harry's bed.

In fact, neither of them suffered any serious injuries. It was mainly due to the Whomping Willow and the mental pressure caused by Anriel.

"Anriel is here."

Hermione put down the book that came from somewhere and said.

(Does she always carry a book with her?)

"You three, do you have anything to say?"

Angel pulled over a chair with a smile and sat between Harry and Ron's beds.

Hermione glanced at Anriel and shook her head.

Because she knew that Anriel would arrange everything.

Harry had so many questions that he couldn't even form any effective words.

Then they both looked at Ron.

"Why are you all looking at me..."

Ron said, blushing a little.

Angel knew that Harry and Hermione were thinking the same thing at this moment - he actually didn't mind being a back-up.

"They were wondering, since it was your rat that had the problem, whether you should make a formal apology to Miss Granger?"

Anriel's tone was teasing and casual.

Anyway, it’s not him who needs to be serious.

Ron's face turned even redder.

Then, the ward fell into an eerie silence.

......

Not at all.

Ron made a strange gurgling sound in his throat.

It sounded like he wanted to say something, but just couldn't open his mouth.

Anriel nodded.

Okay, very good.

Tsundere will indeed not retreat from the environment.

But the problem is, arrogant and arrogant...

If you are just arrogant and not spoiled, you deserve to be killed as a loser.

Hermione sneered, which undoubtedly made it even more difficult for Ron to say what he was already unable to say.

So Anriel skipped this topic directly:

"I handed Sirius and Wormtail over to our dear headmaster.

He then handed the two suspects over to the Ministry of Magic, and they are now being held temporarily at Hogwarts.”

Anriel paused, then turned to Harry.

"I'm curious about one thing..."

Harry was puzzled:

"What is it?"

Anriel asked him:

"You do know that Sirius Black is your godfather, right?"

Harry nodded.

"So according to custom, after your parents died, he should theoretically be the one who raised you to adulthood."

Anriel spread his hands:

“He has this responsibility and this obligation.

The position of godfather stipulates that he has the obligation to raise and care for you, but he has not fulfilled this obligation in the past 12 years, so he must bear the resulting responsibilities.

Now what I want to ask you is...

Are you willing to leave the Dursleys and live a nomadic life with your godfather, whom you met for the first time this year?"

Of course it is wandering.

Number 12 Grimmauld Place no longer belonged to Sirius.

There is no doubt that Anriel did not like Sirius Black's personality, nor did he like him as a person.

However, raising, protecting and caring for Harry was a way for Sirius to atone for his sins.

For him, it was also a kind of compensation for the twelve years of "partially" innocent imprisonment.

We can never say that Sirius did nothing wrong, but the mistakes he made were definitely not worth twelve years in prison.

Therefore, according to Anriel's own fair judgment -

He would clear Sirius' name and also secure custody of Harry for Sirius.

But he would never let Sirius accept this compensation so easily and happily.

I suggest you earn money and buy a house yourself, that’s it.