"Your name?"

Sirius Oraine Black

"The purpose of your visit to Hogwarts"

"Avenge the Potters and kill the traitor. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"Who is the traitor?"

"Peter Pettigrew. ”

Hermione involuntarily took a step back when she heard this, accidentally stepping on the fluffy tail of Crook Mountain, causing the big cat to scream.

"Why do you say he's a traitor, whoever says you're the Potters' secret keeper, you're a traitor. Hermione's voice trembled and she asked, what Blake said was even more incredible than her suspicions.

"The original decision was to make me a classifier, but at the last minute the person was changed to Peter Pettigrew, which was my advice to the Potters, and I thought it was the best plan... It's a clever idea.. Voldemort would definitely come after me, but what I didn't expect was that Peter Pettigrew betrayed the Potters" and replied with a blank face, but Hermione saw two lines of tears on Blake's face.

She had also drunk the elixir, and under the effect of the potion, the person who took it would hardly resist the questioner, nor would he show any emotion, but Blake still had such strong mood swings.

Hermione didn't expect that her little trick to delay time would really work, and this murderous "criminal" really drank her potion without hesitation.

But what surprised her even more was the "truth" that Blake said under the effect of the truth spitting agent.

"So what was the real situation on the street at that time? Since you were innocent, why didn't you avenge yourself in Azkaban, you can turn to Headmaster Dumbledore, after the fall of the mysterious man, even some Death Eaters cleared themselves, and even now they are still at large, why did you end up in prison for twelve years?" Hermione continued, she needed more information to determine the authenticity.

"When I drove Peter Pettigrew to his death, he was heard all over the street, and he said that I had betrayed Jaime and Lily. Then, before I could curse him, he blew up the entire street with a wand hidden behind his back, killing everyone within twenty feet of him, and fled into the gutter with the other rats...... As for Azkaban, I indirectly killed the Potters, which may be another punishment for me,"

Hermione doesn't know what to say now, if Blake didn't lie, from her point of view, this practice is too stupid, punish herself for the fault of others, and the real murderer is at large, is it really meaningful to atone?

She wondered if Sirius was true, and maybe Harry wouldn't have had such a painful childhood.

He was probably not entirely to blame, for Hermione searched for the memories in her mind that Sirius Black had been cast on Azkaban without being tried.

"Then why were you in a cage before?" Hermione shook her head, not thinking about the nonsense, now her goal was no longer to stall for time, but to get more information from Blake.

"I—" Blake was about to answer, his eyes gradually cleared, he found that his consciousness had returned, he was like an outsider when he answered before, he couldn't imagine that he would one day be able to explain the story of the year in such a flat tone.

"It's a terrible potion, I heard that the Ministry of Magic also wanted to use this medicine to judge me, but it was said that the differences of opinion were too great, and it was still over, and today it is actually used in this situation. Blake's expression looked startled, and his eye sockets were sunken even deeper, and he looked haggard.

"Harry's friend, can you trust me now?" Blake asked.

Hermione was at war with heaven and man in her heart, constantly analyzing the truth of Blake's words from all aspects.

The true effect of the elixir has been tested by herself.

Logically, if he really wanted to target Harry, there was no need to gain his trust in this way, and he would be able to achieve his goal by knocking him unconscious and holding him hostage.

Plus Crookhill spares no effort to help him.

And some other examples, such as Hermione, she took advantage of the time to steal the "Powerful Potion", and also read a lot of books about Animagus, this is a very advanced spell, to maintain it requires a very high level of concentration, Peter Pettigrew said that he has amnesia and can only maintain the form of a mouse, that is not tenable at all, if you really lose the ability to cast spells, you should be able to return to the original form at any time.

And her own instincts, deep down she also wanted to believe this stubb, thin man with a scruffy beard and a mantle, because in Blake's body, Hermin was sincere, which was especially strong compared to the contrived feeling he felt in front of Peter Pettigrew before.

"Not quite. Hermione shook her head and said, "But now I'm willing to verify the truth with you." That being said, Hermione had actually been convinced.

"I could confront that traitor face to face, but he wouldn't dare, he's revulsing in his heroic role right now. Blake replied to Hermione as he walked over to Malfoy's desk and began rummaging.

"Mr. Black. Hermione politely said, "We don't have time now, and I have another question, which is why are you in that cage with that unfinished question?"

"What a nostalgic feeling. At the table, Blake touched a blank, old piece of parchment with his slender palm, his eyes full of remembrance, and he didn't seem to answer.

"Mr. Black, please answer my question, this question is crucial even if there is no truth elixir, it may be a conspiracy. Hermione repeated earnestly.

"Well, it's a shame to admit that you've been planted at the hands of a student and a squib. Blake shrugged his shoulders and answered the question half-veiledly, with a sinister smile.

"I've found his place. Blake pointed to the small ink dots on the map of the living spots, and as he spoke, he moved his body, his hands trembling with excitement, and it seemed that he was going to rush out of the room at any time and confront Peter Pettigrew.

Of course, it is more likely that he will directly take revenge and directly end the life of this traitor with a green light.

"Do you want to rush straight over like this? Do you know how many Aurors there are around the school right now? I don't know if that map-looking thing you're holding in your hand is real or not, but whether it's true or not, you're going to rush out right now and you're going to do it all right now, and the best way now is to go to Professor Dumbledore, and he'll settle it." Hermione said calmly, her arms outstretched, and she stood firmly in front of Sirius, but as soon as she said this, her face suddenly turned ugly, because Professor Dumbledore had been out of school for a long time.

The only teacher she could fully trust was no longer at Hogwarts!