"Hmm..... Where am I......." Harry groaned in pain. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"You're safe, kid. "It was Snape who saved you, and you should be glad he was there, or the consequences would have been terrible." ”

"What about Sirius Black, how is he?" asked Harry.

"Oh, rest assured, he's locked up and can't hurt you anymore, and the Dementors will give him a kiss at any moment. Fudge said happily.

"What?!no!Black is innocent!It's Peter Pettigrew!He's not dead!He's done it!" Harry exclaimed, "Blake was wronged, it was Peter Pettigrew who betrayed my parents!He secretly left one of his fingers in the final duel with Blake and fled!"

"Oh, kid, you've all been deceived by him, of course you can't be blamed for that, Blake is very cunning and cruel, and it's normal for you to be deceived by him. Fudge said sympathetically.

"That's not the case..... Please trust my minister...... Bligh ........," Harry shouted excitedly.

"Harry, Harry, you're confused right now, you've just been through terrible torture, now lie down and rest...... We've got everything under control....." Fudge had a smile on his face all the time.

"No, you didn't! you caught the wrong person!" Harry yelled like crazy, "Louis, you're going to believe me, right?!, the killer is really Peter Pettigrew!"

"I'm sorry, Harry. Louis said helplessly, "I haven't seen what you're talking about, so I can't prove it for you." You should have called me with you so I could prove it for you. ”

"Minister, please listen to our explanation!" Hermione came running, "I saw Peter, too, he is Ron's mouse! Louis should know that Spotted, he is an Animagus! How else would a normal mouse live twelve years?"

"See, Minister?" said Snape, "under the Confusion Charm, both of them are ..... It seems that Blake's plan has been very successful......."

"We didn't get confused!" Harry yelled, and then he looked at Louis pleadingly, hoping that Louis would help him.

Blake is Harry's godfather, which means that if Black is proven innocent, he will be able to live with his godfather without having to endure the torture of his uncle's family.

What's more, he didn't want his godfather to be a murderer or even be kissed by a Dementor right away. Being kissed by Dementors is not a good thing, they drain your soul back when they kiss you, which means that the person who has been kissed is like the living dead.

Harry...... Although Ron once said that his pet Spotted had been at his house for at least twelve years..... But that doesn't prove anything..... I can live another mouse for twelve years......" Louis said with a wry smile, "I certainly hope to prove what you say, if I can, but you don't have any proof right now." ”

"Professor!" said Madam Pomfrey in annoyance, "I think I have to insist that you go! Potter is my patient, you can't provoke him!"

At this moment the door was opened, and Dumbledore walked in.

"Merlin's beard..... Is this still not a hospital?Headmaster, I must .....," Madam Pomfrey shrieked.

"I'm sorry, Poppy (Madam Pomfrey's name). Dumbledore said calmly, "I have to have a good talk with Harry and Miss Granger.... I've just met Blake ......"

"I think he's told you about the mess he's stuffed into Potter's head, right?" said Snape mockingly, "Peter Pettigrew, what mouse." ”

That's exactly what he said. Dumbledore said, pushing the half-moon glasses on the bridge of his nose and looking directly at Snape.

"Don't my testimonies count?" roared Snape, "Peter Pettigrew isn't in the Screaming Shack!

"That's because you were knocked unconscious, Professor. Hermione hurriedly said, "You went late and didn't hear ......."

"Shut up, Miss Granger!" Snape roared.

"Oh, Snape..... "Fudge said in alarm, "this young lady's mind has been confused.... We have to be tolerant of her..."

"I'd like to talk to Harry and Hermione alone....." Dumbledore said suddenly, "Louis, please stay a bit, Fudge and Snape, sorry to get out of here first." ”

"Headmaster!" said Madam Pomfrey anxiously, "what they need now is treatment.... Need a break..."

"We can't wait. Dumbledore said firmly, "I think I have to persevere." ”

Fat Madam Pomfrey's eyes seemed to be filled with flames, and she strode into her office at the end of the room, slamming the door shut.