Vio almost couldn't hold herself anymore when she heard this, she looked sideways at Ron and Hermione and Harry, and determined the truth of the news from their sympathetic faces. ｙ?Ｋ?Ａ Ｎ?Ｓ?Ｈ?Ｕ?· Ｃ?ＯＭ?

"Alright, the children's priorities are almost over, and now it's time for us to talk about the whole thing. Oh," Dumbledore said briskly, finding a comfortable back chair to sit in, "well, here we still find that we still need our little ones to tell us about their adventures last night. Will they be willing?"

When Harry heard this, he immediately took a step forward and began to speak, only when facing Dumbledore, Harry seemed very calm, Dumbledore always had a peaceful temperament, everyone calmed down and talked calmly.

He spoke smoothly and paused, and whenever that happened, Hermione, Ron, and Vio whispered a word or two until he talked about the three of them being taken away by Mickey, and Vio moved on to what had happened.

She brushed Lupin out of his madness chasing them, and didn't even elaborate on how she trapped Peter Pettigrew with the Shadow Bond, a secret spell in the library on the third floor, and she wasn't sure if Dumbledore knew about it, but McGonagall and the others probably didn't, and she didn't want to say it.

Then came the point, and Professor McGonagall easily saw the question of why she had Mickey and Peter Pettigrew appear there as if she had been prepared for it.

Everyone present looked at her.

This is undoubtedly what they want to know, vio under their gaze, feeling their throat ?· ｙ?Ｋ?Ａ?Ｎ?Ｓ?Ｈ?Ｕ·ＣＯＭ

Can't it be said that she is a time-traveler who has read books about this world before crossing over?

But how to explain that book?

Moreover, things no longer follow the book, and she has begun to feel that this world does not exist in the book, but is a separate dimensional world.

At this time, no matter what you say, it is easy to arouse the suspicion of others.

Especially in the matter of changing souls, thinking that Voldemort was only splitting his own soul, he was denounced as evil, in case they knew that her arrival completely changed Santriel's soul, I am afraid that they would immediately send her to the dementors and let them kiss themselves.

But the trouble is that in the previous case, Harry had been trying to find Sirius and kill him first, and Sirius needed to find Peter Pettigrew to prove his innocence, because even Lupin didn't know the truth about the day.

What else could she do but ask Mickey to deliver the rats she had prepared to them?

Just when Vio felt that his brain was blank and he couldn't make up an excuse, Dumbledore seemed to wait a little impatiently, and saw a daily prophet in front of him, and then opened it and took it.

The sound of him opening the newspaper was slightly loud, and it suddenly woke Vio, who was immersed in thought, and Vio looked at him with some horror, only to see a newspaper in front of him.

Vio casually glanced at the moving images in the newspaper.

She remembered the image when the Daily Prophet found the report of Sirius in prison many years ago, when the nation thought Peter Pettigrew was a hero and that Sirius blew up a street and killed thirteen Muggles and him.

They are mourning the one remaining finger left by Peter after the explosion, crying for his remaining old mother.

Finger?

Vio's eyes lit up, and she thought she knew what to do.

"When I brought Spotted home, I just wanted to take care of it at first, but," Vio said in a sincere tone as everyone looked at him, "and there was a lot of coverage of Sirius in those days, and the Daily Prophet published a lot of stories and photos of Peter Pettigrew, who said he had only one finger left in the explosion"

An uncontrollable screech rang out from Peter Pettigrew, who slipped off his chair and knelt on the carpet and wept.

"Quiet, Peter. Dumbledore said softly but majesticly.

The gasps stopped almost immediately, and Peter Pettigrew looked around in horror, his hands twisting and scratching his head, large beads of sweat bursting from the corners of his forehead, but he didn't dare to make any more noise.

"One day, while Mickey was tending to Spotted and trimming his nails, I happened to be next to me and noticed this, and they looked very much alike, Pettigrew and Mouse. VIO highlighted the similarity.

Peter quickly grasped her intentions, and he slammed his hands on the ground, this time not even listening to Dumbledore, "She's a liar, this wicked girl, she's in league with Sirius, Sirius is here at Christmas!

"Whew!"

When Peter said this, the big black dog on the ground, who had been pretending to be asleep, sprang up and pounced on him, with a fierce glint in his eyes, as if he was about to bite the cowering little man in front of him at once.

Hermione, Ron, and Harry all stood up in amazement, and Professor McGonagall hurriedly shielded them behind her, then reprimanded, "Stop, if you're really Black!"

Mickey disappeared at some point, but then he reappeared, followed by a lot of meticulous people wearing wizarding hats, and Sigoness got up to greet them.

Connelius Fudge was of course at the front, and he looked at the group of people who were already seated in the hall, and opened his mouth, as if he didn't know where to start.

This time, he wore a turquoise-colored wizard's robe, and a checkered peaked wizard's hat of the same color.

If it weren't for the iconic handkerchief and sweat wiping, Vio would have almost thought it was Gilderoy Lockhart back.

"Connelly, you're here. Dumbledore said mildly, automatically assuming himself to be a guest like Fudge.

"Dumbledore, you're here too, ah, it's really getting hotter. ”

Fudge muttered, looking carefully at the black dog with a menacing look as he stood there for a moment, and Peter Pettigrew next to him, who was almost out of breath with fright. "What's going on? Harry? You're here, or what did you find?"

Harry glanced at Dumbledore, who nodded, so Harry had to speak quickly again, this time very clearly, even finishing the VIO part.

Fudge was stunned after hearing this, and the group of Aurors behind him also had a confused expression.

"So this guy is Peter Pettigrew who is dead?"