"This must have been done by Potter—" Far away, Lucius. Malfoy's angry voice came,

"It can't be, Mr. Malfoy," Fudge said, "we only confirmed that Black was still there five minutes ago, and there's no way Harry—"

"What's going on?" Deng Buliduo asked calmly,

"Blake is gone, Dunburydo," Fudge looked discouraged, "I'm going to be the laughing stock of the wizarding world—"

"Relax, Minister, it's not the worst yet." Deng Buliduo said,

"Hmph—" Lucius. When Malfoy arrived at the hospital wing, he pushed the door hard, only to find that it was locked.

"Oh, I locked it." Dunbury said briskly, he flicked his wand, and the door jumped to the side. Malfoy rushed in, and he saw Madam Pomfrey staring at Harry, making sure he had obediently eaten the chocolate.

"You see, Mr. Malfoy," Fudge said, "Harry is here, the door is locked, and there's no way he's going to let Sirius go."

"Good." Lucius. Malfoy turned his head, "Then I think Minister, you can let the Aurors hunt down Black."

"I think we'll hear new testimony first, Lucius." "The officials of the Executive Division are waking up."

"Didn't Severus say that potions would take more than an hour?" Lucius. Malfoy asked angrily,

"Yes, but after the Minister sent an owl to the Ministry of Magic, I also sent one, and asked St. Mungo's Hospital for help, and they generously sent two professional healers," Dunburidor said with a smile as two wizards in dark green robes walked over with a badge of magic and bone on their chests, "and they were surprised to tell me that this potion can actually be made in just over half an hour."

"Minister." A bearded healer nodded lightly in greeting, he took out a bottle of potion and poured it into the executive officer lying on the hospital bed, suddenly, the official's eyes widened, and he spat out a puff of green smoke, and he woke up,

"Minister—" The Executive Officer blinked, as if to make sense of his surroundings, and he looked up and shook his head, "The Dementors attacked us, Peter sneaked up and snatched the wand, and he took control of me with the Savage Charm."

"Oh—Merlin—" Fudge was speechless in astonishment, and he pointed to the Executive Officer, then he slumped down in a chair, "What should I do, Dunbury?"

"Fortunately, there was no catastrophe," said Dunbulido, "and I suggest you send an announcement to the Daily Prophet, and I think Sirius will show up after reading tomorrow's paper."

"I think you're right, Dunbury," said Fudge, "and the Daily Prophet will certainly not miss an opportunity, and they will make a big deal of it—"

"I suppose the Dementors outside the campus will be removed today, right?" Deng Buli asked,

"Of course, of course, the Dementors are out of control, they almost gave us a death kiss, and even Harry was almost victimized," Fudge nodded as he got back up and ran out of the hospital room, "I'm going to send a letter asking the ministry to revoke the wanted notice, Merlin's beard, changed the order twice in an hour - what a disaster—"

"I'm glad it had this ending—" Lucius. Malfoy said stiffly, and he turned away, disappearing around the corner of the hallway,

"Rest well, Harry." Dunbury smiled, Lawrence waved at Harry, and they left the hospital room, it was close to midnight, the hallway was empty, and their footsteps were very clear,

"I want to choose you as a prefect, maybe it's one of the smartest things I've done this semester." Deng Buliduo suddenly spoke,

"Uh-" Lawrence was stunned,

"In the past few years, you were like a proud lion, although you were smart, and you believed in your own strength more than asking for help," Deng Bulido said, "but I think last year's Basilisk incident, you also learned that if you gather the strength of many people, you can overcome difficult situations and powerful enemies."

"I want to ...... Yes." Lawrence said,

"At that time, I thought that the incident between the Philosopher's Stone and the Basilisk would be fully committed to the involvement of your friends, and you would still be just the proud lion, mercilessly attacking the enemies who invaded the territory." Deng Buliduo said,

"So you chose me as a prefect?" Lawrence frowned,

"I admit that I chose you as prefect to increase your sense of belonging to Hogwarts, and to treat Hogwarts as part of your desire to protect, and I want you to take on more responsibility," Dunburydo replied, "but I think I was wrong."

"Are you wrong? What does that mean?" Lawrence doesn't understand,

"You're on the train, you've cast your Patronus," Dunburido's eyes sparkled, "it's changed, hasn't it?"

"Yes, I remember it used to be a lion." Lawrence replied,

"If Remus is right, it is a griffin-headed beast, with the head and wings of an eagle and the body of a lion, possessing wisdom and strength, and ruling the sky and the earth at the same time," said Dunburidos, "a creature of courage and virtue."

"I've noticed that you've only shown your prowess this semester when you've driven away the Dementors on the train, and more often than not, you've sought the help of your professors," Dunburydo said, "If you had been a few years ago, you wouldn't have asked Professor Snape for help, but would have gone it alone and found a way to find Sirius, right?"

"I think so," Lawrence admitted, "even then, I thought so, but what does it have to do with it?"

"You chose to use the power of the crowd over your own, and you were keen to unearth the truth and help the innocent escape," Dunburidor said, his tone full of smiles, "so I found out I was wrong, you grow as fast as you learn magic, which shows that my intention in choosing you as a prefect is a little bit of a villain."

"It's okay, I don't mind," Lawrence shrugged, "Actually, I like Hogwarts too."

"Let's talk about Lucius's actions tonight." "Guess how he did it?"

"I think he contacted the Dementors at some point," Lawrence frowned, "maybe it was the day of the Quidditch match?" Mrs. Bones said he had arrived early."

"I think you're right, and not only that," said Dunbulido, "and that day was the only chance he had to talk to Peter."

"He was so quiet that we didn't hear it," Lawrence recalled, "I think he was just asking if Peter was going to cast a brute charm?"

"What happened today is just everything that was planned at the beginning." Deng Bulido nodded in agreement with Lawrence's judgment, "And we lack critical evidence."

"There's only one thing he's going to do today, watch it happen and make sure the officials from the Executive Division come to us." Lawrence said, "You don't even have to cast a spell."

"If all goes well, Peter will escape, Sirius may be executed for a death kiss, and more likely will start a life on the run," Dunburidos said, "but the Executive Officer has been saved, and Lucius's plan has been flawed, and all we have to do is delay until the Executive Officer wakes up."

"Why didn't Snape call up the antidote right away?" Lawrence asked,

"Because it doesn't matter, I believe Voldemort will return one day," Dunbury said calmly, "Severus also understands that delaying the release of potions for more than an hour today in accordance with Lucius's wishes can allow him to return to Voldemort's side one day in the future."

Lawrence was silent, they came to the portrait of the fat lady, Dunburlido smiled and waved at him, in the fat lady's dissatisfied nagging, Lawrence said the secret words and climbed into the Gryffindor Tower, in the Gryffindor saloon, there were several bottles of butterbeer on the table, and several people were waiting for him,

"After hearing Hermione, Ginny was very worried." Fred said,

"But Hermione kept promising Harry that it would be okay, so we drove her to bed." George said,

"That old bastard Malfoy didn't do anything, did he?" Ron asked,

"All is fine," Lawrence laughed, "and tomorrow's newspaper is sure to be wonderful."

"Yay—" The twins high-fived, Ron breathed a sigh of relief, drank the butterbeer in his hand, and the three of them walked towards the stairs of the dormitory, Lawrence was about to follow, but found Hermione staring at him without blinking,

"What's wrong?" Lawrence's straight hair was stared at by him,

"Why did you refuse to use the time turner in the hospital room?" Hermione was puzzled,

"As I said, the chain isn't long enough, and I'm too heavy." Lawrence raised an eyebrow,

"The chain is a little shorter, but we'll just keep our faces on our faces—" Hermione said suddenly realizing what she had said, her cheeks flushed slightly and she asked hurriedly, "What does it mean to be too heavy?"

"Buckbeak can't fit three people on his back." Lawrence replied lightly,

Hermione opened her mouth to say something, but Lawrence waved his wand to extinguish the embers in the saloon, and he turned and walked up the stairs.

The next morning, early in the morning, the headline of the Daily Prophet was not Peter's message, but -- "'Werewolves are at Hogwarts?' - What is this?" Fred said, he quickly skimmed through the full text,

"'A well-known figure in the wizarding world, Lucius. Mr. Malfoy said this morning how shocked and uneasy he was when he heard the news—'What kind of is this?' Ron looked at the newspaper and read, "Sirius and Peter's affairs have been pushed to the next page."

"Oh—he must be getting revenge—" Hermione put down her breakfast and said sadly, "Oh my God—"

"They're not going to drive him away, are they?" George couldn't believe it, "He's rare to find a normal Defence Against the Dark Arts professor."

"I'm going to look for him," Harry stood up at once,

"Hey, here's for you." Lawrence slipped the map to Harry, "Your father did it with his friends, Sirius, Professor Lupin, and Peter."

"Thanks—" Harry said, as he rushed out of the hall,

"If Professor Lupin has resigned, we can't do anything—" Hermione said helplessly,

"I think we should do something?" Fred asked,

"How about revamping canary cookies?" Lawrence asked,

"We don't have enough time—" George's eyes lit up, "Hermione—"

"What's the matter?" Hermione asked warily,

"I hope the time-turner is still with you." Fred said.

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Author's Note: At the end of the next chapter, I wanted to make the four chapters named after the four of them coherent, but unfortunately there were two chapters in between.

Then, someone guessed correctly, the original setting, the patronus is indeed a lion.