[Comprehensive] Digging Secrets in the Academy of Magic

"Suicide?" Sirius was taken aback, would a person who is afraid of death like Pedilu commit suicide?

"He was dead when I woke up," Severus said firmly, meeting Dumbledore's gaze without moving his eyeballs.

After a moment of silence, Dumbledore said: "At least we still have a statement, and with the testimony of me and Severus, your grievances will be cleared."

The person who hated him for 12 years died, but Sirius didn't feel any pleasure in his heart, but a heavy feeling.His throat was a little dry, and he nodded slightly.

Dumbledore's action was very fast. That night, Sirius was acquitted by the court, and because of the 12 years of imprisonment, the Ministry of Magic also compensated Sirius a large sum of money, and they took back the Merlin Knight Award awarded to Pediru. It was given to Sirius instead.

For him to suddenly have a godfather, Harry was in a daze.

"Don't make that expression, be happy, he's your family member." Al bumped Harry's elbow. Harry had just finished reading today's Daily Prophet, and he was dumbfounded.

Because Harry went straight to Malfoy Manor after leaving Vernon's this time, no one tried to warn him that Sirius came to kill him, and he never heard from anyone that Sirius betrayed him. parents, so all Harry knew from the beginning was that one of his parents' friends betrayed them, resulting in the deaths of James and Lily, but both Remus and Sirius were loyal to their parents, and, Sirius was also his godfather.

"I really didn't expect that Professor Lupine was once friends with my parents." Harry said, eyes downcast.

"He called you Harry the first time he saw you." Hermione carefully observed Harry's expression, "He likes you very much."

Al opened his mouth, deciding to let Sirius tell Harry himself that he would have a home.

That night when Dahei disappeared, and there was news that Sirius and Remus broke into Gryffindor, Al guessed that the matter of Wormtail would probably be resolved, but he was only worried that due to the force majeure of the plot, Wormtail would The tail will still escape.

Fortunately, everything seemed to be going fairly smoothly, but after seeing what was said in the Daily Prophet that Peter Pedilou committed suicide in fear of crime and left a statement proving Sirius' innocence before his death, he still noticed something was wrong.

Pedilu is so afraid of death. There is no death penalty in the British wizarding world. Even if he is imprisoned in Azkaban, he can still live his entire life in the form of animagus. How could he choose to commit suicide?

Won't be escaped by him?

This possibility is very small, Al comforted himself, thinking maybe he could ask Sirius, or Dumbledore.

Because he had never been in contact with Sirius, Harry had no special reaction to the news that he had a godfather, but was very curious about what this "his father's best friend" would be like.

It was Gryffindor's team practice, seeing his precious Seeker not training well, but gathering together with Hermione Ron and the two Slytherins to mutter, Wood rushed up several times to kill Harry Pulling it back, but thinking about what I saw in the Daily Prophet today, I still made a difficult decision to give Harry a little more time.

Just as he was about to tell the other players to practice well, he made two swishes, and Wood swept over two shadows in his eyes. After a closer look, it was his precious batters, rushing like fish smelling fish. To Harry's side.

Wood's eyelids twitched.

Al was chatting with Harry about the relationship between Sirius and his family. Suddenly, a heavy weight fell on his shoulder, and two clumps of red hair came into his sight: "Hey buddy, what are you talking about if you don't train well, Wood is going to kill someone."

Harry quickly looked up, and saw Wood showing him a "loving" smile, and said with a rare empathy: "You can come back after you have finished talking!"

Harry smiled gratefully at him.

George hung on Al's shoulders, and Al didn't mind, and asked casually, "Are you tired from training?"

George immediately climbed up the pole, and fell on Al's body like a boneless: "Tired, do you want to rub my shoulders?"

Al: "..." I was just being polite.

Draco cast a murderous gaze from the side.

"It's just a joke." George sat up straight with interest, "Why haven't I seen your big black recently?"

Hearing this, Draco also looked over curiously.He didn't see Dahei back to the dormitory for the past few days. He only thought that Dahei loved to play, but he didn't come back for too many days. What's even more strange was that Al liked Dahei so much, but he didn't seem anxious.

"Dahei...maybe he's looking for a girlfriend." Al shrugged and said nonsense.

Sirius, who was exchanging feelings with Remus, sneezed for no reason.

After letting a few people talk for a while, Wood finally couldn't bear it anymore and came to chase them away: "Come to training soon! There will be a game tomorrow! You Slytherins stay away from our training ground!"

"Who wants to inquire about your training, I'm just here to accompany Harry, don't be so confident, okay?" Draco pointed his nostrils at Wood and taunted back.

Al hastily pulled Draco away before it turned into a house fight.

In fact, Al also felt a little strange. Two days had passed since the trial of Sirius. According to his personality, why didn't he come to Harry in a hurry?

And this guy, he didn't even come back to say goodbye to him, so he made him black and fat for nothing.

On the third day, the first match of the term, it was still Gryffindor, the Slytherin team.Sometimes Al wonders if a certain professor in the school likes to watch the excitement of Slytherin and Gryffindor. Not only do these two colleges spend more and more time in class together, they even mostly play together.

After the trial of Sirius, the dementors were also called away from Hogwarts. Al rode on his 2001 and ascended to the sky with confidence.

Just think about hitting Harry in the ass with the Bludger, and don't worry about Harry dropping his broom because of the dementor.

Today's weather is very good, cloudless, the sun is not dazzling, very suitable for playing Quidditch.The two teams played back and forth for half the time, and the Slytherin team still took the lead with more advanced brooms and decent tactics, but Gryffindor was also very tight. This year, Wood was the captain in Gryffindor. In the last year, it seems that he basically burned himself, and he is bound to win this game.

"Be serious, buddy, this is just a game, you don't have to be so reluctant." Fred whispered as he flew past George on his broom.

"I don't want him to be interrupted like Harry." George shrugged, and the Bludgers hit Slytherin through his hands were accurate and hard, and one Slytherin was even forced Turned around in the air, but those Bludgers seemed to have eyes, and none of them targeted Al once.

Al played this game very well, raising his eyes to pay attention to Harry from time to time, the opponent was circling high above, searching for the figure of the Golden Snitch, or avoiding the stumbling Bludger.

Slytherin Seeker Blaise was on the other side, also keeping an eye on Harry.

Suddenly, with a movement of Harry's body, the broom was pulled up sharply and rushed towards the exit.Blaise followed without any hesitation. His broom was the latest fire/crossbow/arrow, and it was a little faster than Harry. After flying for a while, he was about to catch up with Harry.

At this moment, George and Fred seemed to have a heart-to-heart connection. Fred slammed the bludger at George, and George exhausted all his strength, and the bludger flew straight to Blaise!

Blaise swerved sharply, narrowly avoiding the Bludger, and there was a delay before Harry shot into the clouds like a rocket.

Al frowned and stared at Harry without blinking. Suddenly, a blackness flashed in his vision from above. Al trembled in his heart. He pulled up his broom abruptly and followed him: "Harry! Come down!"

Harry vaguely heard Al calling to himself, but the voice was drowned out by the loud shouts of the little wizards. He didn't pay attention, but stretched his arms vigorously to reach the ball—it was almost there!Gryffindor is going to win!

As the altitude increased, Harry felt colder and colder, and a familiar feeling of oppression prevailed in his heart. Harry seemed to hear a woman's scream vaguely again. In the distance, a dementor opened its mouth vaguely towards him.

A green light flashed, and Harry slowly lost consciousness amid the woman's earnest pleading, and fell off the broom.

Al never dreamed that even if the Dementors had been recalled, there would still be fish that slipped through the net, guarding the sky above the Quidditch field of the game, waiting for Harry to catch up with the Golden Snitch and give him a ruthless blow.

When Harry fell off the broom, Al flew right up to him and grabbed Harry, ignoring Harry's Nimbus 2000, Al stabilized Harry on the broom and slumped towards the ground.

But they climbed too high, and before Al could fly out of the clouds, the temperature around him dropped to near freezing again——

It was so cold, Al couldn't help shivering, and when he looked up, the dementor had already caught up.

Its speed was too fast, even faster than Nimbus 2001. Al was trembling all over, and the pain that came with it made him almost unable to grasp the broom. Fortunately, at this moment, another person on a broom came up to him.

It was Draco, George and Fred, the cold feeling of despair finally overwhelmed Al, and at the same time George's red hair came into view, Al blurred his consciousness with confidence.

In a trance, he seemed to fall into a familiar embrace again. Al was thinking how many times was this the first time he was caught and held in George's arms?One side passed out.

George, who was hit hard by Al, almost spit out a mouthful of blood. When he saw Al falling from the sky, he panicked and rushed up to pick him up without thinking. He hurriedly checked whether Al was injured, but saw something golden flashing past Al's neckline.

George freed a hand and pushed Al's neckline open.The boy's delicate skin made his heart beat faster, and he almost missed the conspicuous little thing stuck in Al's clothes.

George reached out and took it out, and the Golden Snitch slowly spread its wings in his hand.