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After Anaska turned her face away without any response, Peter Pettigrew finally saw Dumbledore, and he writhed and cried to tear Dumbledore's robe.

"Principal...help me, principal...you won't let them kill me, right? I'm just a weak student...I adore you, always adore you...you are so great...open Forgive me, don't kill me..."

There was no trace of a smile on Dumbledore's face, and his blue eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and his eyes fell on Peter Pettigrew through the cold lenses.

"I won't let Sirius and Remus kill you," Dumbledore said flatly.

"Thank you, thank you!" Peter Pettigrew seemed about to kneel down and kiss Dumbledore's toes, "Thank you for your mercy... Principal... Thank you..."

Dumbledore looked down at him indifferently, "But it's not because of pity for you, Peter, I just don't want their holy souls to become as dirty as you, and I don't want you to defile them. I think, Azkaban will suits you better than anywhere."

Killing is the most evil act in the world, so it can be used to make Horcruxes.

Pettigrew shrank, wishing he could curl up into a ball.

"Professor—" Sirius still wanted to step forward, he hated Peter so much, but Lupine grabbed his arm forcefully.

"Professor Dumbledore is right, Sirius, we can't kill him, you calm down and think about it." Lupine's voice became much calmer.

Anaska also came back to her senses, and hurried to his side, gently grasped Sirius' hand holding the wand with both hands, and placed it on her own chest.

"James and Lily wouldn't want you to kill for them, Sirius."

Anaska felt the tense muscles in Sirius' arms relax, and his mind cooled down.

Lupine's wand shot long straps, binding Peter Pettigrew tightly.

"I'll notify the Ministry of Magic right away," Professor Dumbledore finally smiled. "Siris, do you know what this means?"

Sirius was stunned, as if he hadn't reacted from his hatred for Peter Pettigrew.

"You will have your honor restored, you will be free again, and take your wife and children around in the light of day..." Albus Dumbledore looked at him lovingly, "I'm sorry, but I can't give you Harry's custody , but I don't think it would hinder anything to have Harry live with his godfather for two weeks each summer..."

Sirius didn't even hear Dumbledore finish as he lifted Anaska, who was closest to him, off her feet and kissed her indulgently.

Anaska was at a loss, and reason told her that it might not be polite to kiss in front of Dumbledore and Lupine, but... she didn't want to refuse at all, and the excitement in her heart was no less than her husband's. , lip-tooth contact allows them to exchange each other's ecstasy.

Anaska decided to ignore Remus Lupine's awkward low cough.

By the time she got her feet back on the ground, Dumbledore had asked Fawkes to bring a letter to the Ministry of Magic.It is hard to imagine a more powerful and comprehensive communication method than Dumbledore's using the Phoenix to send letters.

"How much longer?" Sirius asked.

"Probably not immediately, Fudge is always busy these days." Dumbledore replied, "But I guess he should come here as soon as possible if he sees that Fox still has that letter."

Sirius nodded casually, then cupped Anaska's face again, leaning closer, "Let's continue."

"It's almost enough, right?" Lupine couldn't help reminding.

"Come on, Remus, I'm just trying to make time go faster."

Sirius went his own way, and Anaska hung around his neck, feeling that the temperature of his cheeks was almost scalding his chest.

"Excuse me for interrupting, of course—you may have forgotten that this is my office." Dumbledore said kindly, without any real anger in his words, "However, I think you can avoid it for a while. The downside...Minister of Magic Fudge, who used to - pardon my immodestness - relied on my decisions for everything, but lately, he seems to be starting to have his own mind. To be honest, I'm a little worried that he won't It is so easy to agree to reverse the case, it is better not to let him know where Sirius is for the time being, you understand, just in case."

Anaska still vividly remembered the experience of dealing with the Ministry of Magic for so many years.The Ministry of Magic is incredibly stubborn, and sometimes puts face above justice.

Dumbledore was right, even with such living evidence as Peter Pettigrew, it is hard to say whether the Ministry of Magic will use strong words to hide their misjudgment 12 years ago.It seemed safer to wait for the Ministry of Magic to revoke the arrest warrant for Sirius before letting him out.

Donnelly Fudge arrived 10 minutes later, broke into the headmaster's office sweating profusely, and headed straight for Dumbledore.

"Principal, you say—you say Peter Pettigrew is alive? Where is he?" Fudge desperately wiped the greasy sweat from his brow. He was short and fat, and running seemed to be very difficult for him.

Dumbledore pointed to Peter Pettigrew, who was left in the corner.

"Who are they?" Fudge asked hesitantly, pointing to the people around Peter Pettigrew.

Anaska and Lupine, to be exact, plus a huge black dog.

"Professor Lupine and Campbell, they just officially joined the teaching team today." Dumbledore smiled politely, "It was they who noticed that a student's mouse belonged to Animagus. Professor Campbell is good at the theory of magical animals. And Professor Lupine happened to have some research on Animagus. A wizard who came in disguised as a mouse, isn't that unusual? So we caught him, and it turned out to be Peter Pettigrew, who should have died long ago."

Anaska was listening to them talking, and felt that Dumbledore's casually fabricated story was reasonable and quite realistic.

"Is this true?" Fudge looked extremely distrustful, "Excuse me for being rude...As far as I know, you and this Professor Campbell have been trying to prove Sirius Black's innocence for so many years."

"Yes, I didn't expect that we would be so lucky to find such evidence!" Dumbledore said happily.

"It's too much of a coincidence..." Minister Fudge muttered.

"Do you really think so? It has been 12 years since the day of the accident." Dumbledore added kindly, "For those who have been wronged, this is not a short time."

Fudge frowned and closed his mouth as if he had been fed a fly.

"Okay...we'll reopen the trial. As for Peter Pettigrew, I'll send an Auror to take him away and lock him up." Fudge absently took a letter out of his pocket, "This is the court hearing notice, September At three o'clock in the afternoon on the 9th, when the time comes, please attend on time..."

"We will." Dumbledore nodded politely with a smile. "Can those dementors at the door be removed? My students are not very comfortable with them."

"I'm afraid not for the time being. Let's talk about it after confirming that Black is innocent. This is also for the safety of the children... By the way, do you have any news about Sirius Black?" Fudge stared tentatively at Dumbledore's calm expression Eye.

"No, I think he'll come back when the truth comes out," Dumbledore replied.

Fudge left reluctantly, and within a few minutes, a few Aurors came over, ready to take Peter Pettigrew away.

Among them, a young witch with violet hair and a youthful atmosphere stands out.

The lives of wizards are mostly rigid and old-fashioned. Anaska has rarely seen a wizard dye their hair so eye-catchingly, but Muggles often do this.So she subconsciously took a second look.

The witch was also keeping her eyes on Anaska and Lupine, and finally she decided to speak to Anaska when the others were busy dealing with Peter Pettigrew.

"Hi, I haven't seen you, are you a new professor?" The girl initiated a conversation.

"I just came today," Anaska replied.

"Oh, no wonder, I graduated from here two years ago. My name is Nymphadora Tonks."

"I'm Anaska Campbell."

They shook hands in a friendly way, and Anaska found that the girl, who was either 19 or 20, didn't seem difficult to get along with.

Also, "Tonks" seems a little familiar.

"Are you an Auror?" Anaska asked.

The Auror's assessment is very strict, and Nymphadora Tonks is too young.

"Not really. I'm just receiving training and learning from other people. Now it's my second year. If I'm lucky, I'll be able to be a real Auror next year." Tonks shrugged sheepishly, " I don't know if I can pass the test... I'm not very good at sneaking and tracking, and I always make a mess of things... Oh, I'm leaving."

The other Aurors re-bound Peter Pettigrew, tightly bound, and were about to take him away.

Tonks quickly followed them, but he didn't forget to turn around and wave to Anaska slightly before going out.

The author has something to say: Now I have a hard time deciding whether to write about the trial...

_(:з」∠)_Do you think I have just mentioned it or written it down?

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Σ(っ°Д°;)っThis article is already 30w words by accident!

This is my second article written to 30 words! !It's not easy! ! !

_(:з」∠)_After writing five more chapters, it will be a hundred chapters to commemorate [Yuanmu]

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Thank you Xu Xuru for throwing a mine, your ID is really literary=3=