Is it? Then you'd better pray you're not mistaken..."Fudge said through gritted teeth, angry in his heart, but he knew he didn't have enough excuse to target Dumbledore.

"Of course, I'm sure of my judgment, I can take you to Peter now!" Ignoring Fudge's impotent rage, Ivan made an inviting gesture.

Fudge snorted coldly and walked towards the entrance of the castle, and the other Aurors bypassed Ivan to follow.

Ivan was bored, but he had always been generous, so he didn't take it to heart.

The group walked into the noisy auditorium.

Since today is a rest day, there are still a large number of young wizards lingering here after breakfast.

Sirius was here, too, laughing with some of the Gryffindor wizards, as if telling the story of his adventures with Jaime and Lupin as students.

"Blake!"

The Aurors behind Fudge saw that the wanted criminal they were chasing appeared in the Great Hall of Hogwarts in the open, and they all subconsciously drew their wands and pointed at each other.

Such a big battle scared the little wizards in the Great Hall for a while, and Ivan saw this, turned his head to look at Fudge, and said in a deep voice.

"Connelly, I think you've seen the news, Mr. Black is not only not a murderer and a traitor, but has also played a role in many battles against the Death Eaters, and I think he should be removed from the wanted list now."

"Who knows if that's true or not? Maybe it's Blake's lie, but he's still a suspect, isn't he? Buckle up! Fudge sneered, waving his hand and giving a look to the Aurors behind him.

The Aurors immediately understood, and took out magic shackles from behind them to put them on Blake.

Ivan frowned, hesitated, and did not say anything to stop it.

Because Sirius was indeed suspicious before the trial, Fudge's detention of the other party was reasonable and legal, and if he forcibly stopped it, Fudge would use the excuse of obstructing the Ministry of Magic to enforce the law.

From the original time and space, it can be seen that Fudge of the head iron excitedly brought people to arrest Dumbledore, this fool who was dazed by power would not consider the problem of strength disparity at all, and his methods of pretending to be powerful might not be useful!

So sometimes stupid people are harder to deal with than smart people...

Ivan felt that he couldn't predict what stupid thing Fudge would do, so he had to be patient for the time being.

Sirius did not resist in the face of the Aurors who captured him, and he remained silent the whole time without Dumbledore's orders, so as not to cause Dumbledore trouble by saying something wrong.

The Aurors who gathered around were relieved to see Sirius so cooperative, but they still put magic shackles on him.

This is a special magical item that, when worn, restricts the wizard's magical powers, preventing the prisoner from using any magic...

"You can't take him like that, Sirius is innocent!" Just as the Aurors were about to take Sirius, Harry and the others suddenly rushed up and stopped them.

The Aurors looked at the imps who were blocking in front of them, looking a little overwhelmed, and no matter how much they scolded Harry and the others, they were determined not to let them leave.

"Oh, isn't this Potter? ”

Fudge pushed aside an Auror and walked up to them, speaking impatiently to Harry.

"Please don't disturb the Aurors' normal law enforcement, knowing that we are trying to get justice for your parents..."

"Minister Fudge, if you really want to get justice for my parents, then you should let Sirius go and catch Peter Pettigrew—" Harry looked at him stubbornly, not backing down at all.

"I'll get Peter, now get out of the way, don't mess with us..."Harry made the already impatient Fudge lose his patience completely, and he waved his hand to direct the Aurors to force them away.

At this moment, Sirius suddenly spoke.

"Harry, get out of the way, they're just routinely arresting me, it's going to be fine!"

Despite the shackles on his hands, Sirius had no worry on his face, as if he had not been captured, but had been invited somewhere.

Harry looked at him for a moment, hesitated, then looked at "Dumbledore" standing to the side, and saw the old professor shaking his head at him, Harry reluctantly took a few steps back.

Fudge watched it all coldly, annoyed by Harry's disregard for his words and Sirius' indifferent attitude, and Fudge felt that his authority was being challenged...

"Connelly, aren't you going to see that Peter Pettigrew, we can go now!" Ivan said suddenly.

Fudge nodded, and ordered the other Aurors to take Sirius with them and head towards the staff lounge.

When they opened the door, everyone saw a short and fat middle-aged wizard curled up in the corner, bound by a slender rope, lying there motionless, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

"What's going on?" Fudge turned to look at Ivan.

"Peter Pettigrew is an unregistered Animagus who can transform into a mouse, and normal supervision is of little use to him. To be on the safe side, I'll have to have a stun spell on him every two hours..."

Ivan explained to Fudge in detail that he did not want to hand Peter over to the Ministry of Magic, as their negligence led to Peter finding an opportunity to escape.

After hearing Ivan's means of restricting Peter, the accompanying Aurors were secretly beating drums in their hearts, and there was a little more pity in their eyes when they looked at Peter, which was too ruthless!

If you are cast multiple coma curses in a short period of time, no one knows if there will be any sequelae...

"How? Is he Peter Pettigrew? With a hint of anticipation, Fudge looked at a tall, thin Auror beside him.

He was counting on Dumbledore's mistake, so he wouldn't have to worry about what was going on, and he would be able to discredit Dumbledore...

"Yes, Your Excellency! I've met Peter a few times, and I'm pretty sure it's Peter Pettigrew! The tall and thin Auror looked at Peter carefully for a moment, and then said with certainty.

Although they hadn't seen each other for more than ten years, there weren't many people who looked like Peter, so he easily recognized them.

Fudge looked a little disappointed, and then he remembered the Dark Devil mark written on the report, and reached out and ripped Peter's clothes open.

Sure enough, Peter's left arm had a clear serpentine skull mark on it, lifelike, as if it were alive...