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"Oh, misunderstanding?" Lupin took a step forward, sealing the direction Peter Pettigrew was able to escape.

"He's here to kill me again!" Peter Pettigrew suddenly pointed at Blake and screamed.

Harry was now using his middle finger because his index finger was broken.

"He killed Lily and Jaime, and now he's going to kill me again. You must help me, Lupin!" Peter Pettigrew shuddered.

Blake's unfathomable eyes stared at Peter Pettigrew, his face more like a skeleton than before.

"Until we figure out a few things, no one wants to kill you. Lu Hu said.

"Getting things straight?" Peter Pettigrew screamed, looking around again and catching his eyes on the nailed windows.

"I know he's chasing me! I know he's coming back for me! I've been waiting for this for twelve years!"

"Did you know Sirius was going to escape Azkaban?" Lupin frowned and said, "Didn't no one escape before?"

"He has evil spells that the rest of us can't even dream of!" Peter Pettigrew screamed, "How else would he have escaped from there?" I guess the man who couldn't even mention his name had taught him some tricks!"

Blake began to laugh, a terrible, joyless laugh that filled the room.

"Voldemort, teach me tricks?" Peter Pettigrew winced, as if Blake had whipped him.

"What, are you afraid to hear your old master's name?" Blake said, "I don't blame you, Peter. His men don't like you very much, do they?"

"I don't know—what are you talking about, Sirius—" Peter Pettigrew muttered, sweating faster, his whole face now sweaty.

The answer is obvious - Peter Pettigrew has been living in the Weasley house as a mouse. That's because not only was he hiding from Sirius, he was also hiding from the rest of the Death Eaters. Silver touched his chin with interest.

"Actually, I admire Peter Pettigrew a lot. For 12 years, he has been living in the form of a rat - the Animagus is a very dangerous transformation technique, and if you keep it in an animal state for a long time, your mind will gradually synchronize with the changing animal. And now Peter Pettigrew is still normal, and he hasn't lost his mind and turned into a complete mouse, which is a very remarkable skill. ”

Silver showed a curious expression: "Perhaps, this ability to maintain a long metamorphosis without losing consciousness was learned by you from the mysterious man?"

"No, no, I have nothing to do with the mystery man. Peter Pettigrew looked even more nervous. He pointed at Blake, almost hysterically.

"It's him! It's him! Black is the Dark Lord's most loyal minions, it's he who betrayed Jaime and Lily!

"Alright, Peter, you don't have to act!" Blake's face contorted.

"How dare you say that!" he roared, sounding like a bear roaring.

"I, Voldemort's spy, when did I sneak around around someone who is much more powerful than I am, and much more influential than me? But you, Peter—I don't understand why I didn't recognize you as the spy in the first place. You've always liked friends who are stronger than you so that they can take care of you, haven't you? Me and Lupin, and Jaime. ”

Peter Pettigrew wiped the sweat from his face again, his breath almost out of breath.

"It's only because of my advice that Lily and Jaime let you be their secrets. Blake gritted his teeth, saying so fiercely that Peter Pettigrew took a step back.

"I thought it was the best plan, the best plan—Voldemort would surely come after me, and would never have thought that they would take advantage of something as weak and stupid as you. And you told Voldemort that you could hand over the Potters to him, and that moment must be the proudest moment of your poor life, wouldn't it, Peter?!"

Peter Pettigrew opened and closed his mouth, and several times as if he had lost the ability to speak.

"Oh, I guess that's pretty much the end of it. Mr. Peter no longer quibbles. Wizards are not Muggles, and we have the means to test who is lying between you and Black. At least at Hogwarts, we have more than two Dementors, or can we take a little bit of a Truth Elixir?" Silver said.

"No! no!" Peter Pettigrew clutched his head. "You can't do that! I was forced, yes, the Dark Lord forced me. ”

Peter Pettigrew looked at Lupin pleadingly. "Oh, Lupin, you know, the Dark Lord, the Dark Lord, he's found me! I, I can't resist at all! He's the most powerful Adversary ever. He, he forced me to ......"

"Don't lie!" Black growled, "You've been delivering information to Lily and Jaime for a year before they died!

"What's the good of rejecting him?" What's the benefit of fighting the worst demon of all time?" Peter Pettigrew lamented, "He's going to kill me, Sirius!"

"I just want to live!"

"But you betrayed Jaime and Lily, and framed me! Are we doing you any harm? You, you ungrateful fellow, gave the lives of so many innocent people to Voldemort for the sake of your own life!"

"I don't want to spend any more minute in this shabby, dirty shack. Professor Dumbledore, Minister Fudge, I think it's time for you to clean up the mess. ”

Ignoring everyone's gaze, Silver saluted the air next to him.

"Silver, are you—" Ron asked in surprise, but before he could finish asking, the sight in front of him made him shut up.

The ground, which should have been empty, suddenly appeared two wizards.

"Thank you, Jack. Dumbledore glanced at Peter Pettigrew with a mocking look.

"Ahem, ahem. Fudge patted his dark green coat. "Just now, Albus and I both saw it. ”

Fudge looked at Peter Pettigrew in annoyance. "You damn rat, the Ministry of Magic thought you were dead and gave you a Sir Merlin Medal of the First Degree!

"As for you, Sirius. Fudge paused, as if studying how to phrase it. "This, probably, the Ministry of Magic wronged you in the first place. However, until you are fully cleared of your charges, please cooperate with Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic for the time being in your short imprisonment. We need a little time to put together a piece of evidence that we can give to the public, and maybe we can ......"