Chapter 51: Arrest (Ask for Recommendation!) )

Egger and Dumbledore's words were in a fog, but no one had the heart to listen to them, and Professor McGonagall was sitting in his chair, her eyes red and her nose snorting. Professor Sprout and Professor Flitwick whispered to Professor McGonagall, and Snape looked at Peter Pettigrew in the cage with a gloomy face.

A few minutes later, the door to the principal's office opened, and Fudge hurried in with Kingsley and Delix, looking not very good.

Sure enough, as Dumbledore said, the Dementors couldn't even get through the doors of Hogwarts, and Egg didn't know how Dumbledore did it.

"Dumbledore, what's going on?" Fudge's face was very ugly, and the news that Evra passed on the past made Fudge a little blind, how suddenly the original hero became a traitor, and the Ministry of Magic let an innocent person stay in Azkaban for twelve years.

"Egger, Truth Elixir—" Dumbledore motioned for Egg to pour a few more drops of Truth Potion for Peter Pettigrew.

With a wave of his wand, the iron cage next to Peter opened a hole, and Egg roughly pinched Peter Pettigrew's mouth and poured him a whole bottle of Truth Elixir, and then slapped Peter Pettigrew awake.

Eventually, under Kingsley's questioning, Peter Pettigrew tells the whole story of 1510 years ago, from his defection to Voldemort, to the Loyalty Curse, and finally to Sirius's arrest of him, how he blew up the streets and blamed Sirius.

Fudge's face was very ugly, and he glanced at Kingsley, who stepped forward and examined it with his wand.

"There is no sign of a Imperius curse." Kingsley whispered beside Fudge.

Fudge looked a little annoyed, nodded helplessly, and then turned his head to look at Dumbledore: "So, this guy is the real betrayer, right?" ”

"I hope to release that kid as soon as possible, Fudge." Dumbledore said as he looked at Fudge with serious eyes.

Fudge nodded, "Still, I hope this thing..."

"This matter must be known to the people, Mr. Minister." With a wave of his hand, the iron cage beside Peter Pettigrew slowly changed back to its original state again: "We can't let a heroic figure sacrifice twelve years in vain. ”

Fudge looked at Egg, who spoke softly on the side, and Egger looked at the corners of Fudge's mouth slightly upturned: "After all, the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic have gone to bed and forgotten to find the truth and caught the real murderer, we can't let the meritorious officials of the Ministry of Magic sweat in vain, not to mention, I think the people must also be happy to see the image of the Minister of Magic who dares to face up to his mistakes." ”

Fudge looked at Egger in a daze, his face gradually softened, and then he looked at Egg and laughed, "You're right..."

"It just so happens that Rita Skeeter and I are quite acquainted, and I will tell her the truth about today's events." Egger smiled, "I remember she still has a lot of readers. ”

"Your name is Egger Morithars, aren't you?" Fudge's expression looked very good: "You're very good..."

As he spoke, Fudge patted Egger on the shoulder, looked at him and laughed, then turned his head to look at Drix on the side: "Take that guy away, Kingsley, you go to Azkaban and inform them that Sirius is acquitted, immediately!" ”

"Then we'll go first." Fudge looked at Dumbledore and nodded.

Dumbledore smiled kindly, looking at the closed door, Dumbledore glanced at Egg with some surprise: "Your head turns quickly, and you have a good grasp of his weaknesses." ”

"He's on that level," Egg pouted.

"You're right," Dumbledore nodded, then looked at Professor Sprout, "Pomona, please send Minerva back first, it looks like she needs to calm down." ”

Iger didn't linger long in the headmaster's room, just scurrying down the hallway back to the common room.

When Iger arrived in the common room, the night's party had just ended.

"Egger!" Ron's voice rang out from behind the couch, and Egg turned his head to see that Ron's face was a little dirty, and he didn't know what he was looking for.

"Do you see Spotted?" Ron asked with a bitter face, "It's weird, it has to lie in my bed every night..."

"Uhh

Ron: "??? ”

That night, in Egger's bedroom, Egg told Harry and Ron what had just happened.

Ron looked incredulous: "Spotted? Animagus? It can't be here, he's living in my house..."

"Twelve years, huh?" Iger looked at Ron, "How can a normal vole live that long?" ”

"Egger, what you just said means... That guy leaked his secret to Voldemort, and he was the one who really betrayed my parents, right? Harry looked a little dazed.

"Well, I didn't get you to kill him with your own hands, but I don't think it matters, and you'll soon have something more to be happy about." Iger nodded and chuckled softly.

"What's the matter?" Harry was confused.

"That Sirius Black." Iger looked at Harry, "He's your godfather. ”

When Harry heard Egger's words, he stopped thinking about the damn mouse, his heart was filled with Egger's words, and it looked like he was going to lose sleep again tonight.

"But how the hell did you find out he's an Animagus?" Ron looked at Egger quizzically.

Egger spreads his hands: "Because I'm too..."

I have to say, this is really the reason that seems to be the best at the moment...

With that, Egg turned into a black kitten, and Ron and Harry looked at Egg in surprise.

“… You can't be eating Spotted, are you? Ron had a bitter look on his face, but Harry on the side was surprised.

"How is that possible?" Egg changed back again, and couldn't help but roll his eyes: "Okay, hurry up and go back to sleep, let you be free of mice, and I will compensate you for Halloween in a few days." ”

Ron suddenly became excited when he heard this, everyone knew that the gifts that Egg gave every holiday were very valuable, which made Ron couldn't help but be a little excited, one night, Harry and Ron didn't sleep well, one was thinking about the godfather, the other was thinking about the gift...

Early the next morning, the news in the Daily Prophet quickly caused a heated discussion, Sirius, who had been imprisoned in Azkaban for twelve years, turned out to be innocent, and the real murderer was Peter Pettigrew?

At Egger's behest, Rita praised Fudge for his criticism of the original mistakes of the Ministry of Magic, and praised Fudge for facing the mistakes made by his subordinates correctly and not avoiding them because of the authority of the Ministry, and at the same time Rita also preached the Aurors of the Ministry of Magic for their diligent arrest of Peter Pettigrew.

According to Aisha's letter, Mad-Eyed Moody, who had just retired, was angry and thought that the Ministry of Magic had done nothing and should report on it matter-of-factly.

Egger laughed at Aisha's ridiculous letter, and then looked around at the students who were whispering to him with a twinkle in his eyes.

"Good morning, boss~" Fred and George walked over happily, because they earned seventy points, the two of them are now walking floating.

"It's been rumored these two days that you're the heir of Slytherin, because you're said to be a parseltongue." George smiled and sat down beside Egger.

"Didn't you tell them that I could not only talk to snakes, but also birds?" As he spoke, Eggle teased Lark on the long table beside him, and a series of cooing sounds sounded in his mouth: "Right, Lack? ”

"Goo~" Lark stretched out his little paws and shaved the tabletop, and tilted his head in some agreement, why did he tilt his head? Because owls are not good at nodding ...

"Cool...," Fred looked at Iger in amazement, "What kind of ability is this?" ”

"Ability to learn." Egg's face was reserved, but his heart was extremely inflated: "I learned the Parseltongue after reading a snake text that cast a spell, and I wasn't born." ”

"Very well, let's get the word out!" The two glanced at each other and ran away in a hurry.

Sure enough, in less than half a day's work, the previous students' discussion of whether or not Aeger was a Slytherin heir suddenly disappeared, and there were even many students who wanted to learn those strange languages with Eger, but Aeger refused, because he himself had learned it somehow...