"A small glass of violet water—"

"Mine." Professor McGonagall's voice.

"Four pints of mead—"

"Thanks, Rosmerta." Hagrid said.

"A glass of sparkling water with ice and snail cherry syrup—"

"Meet!" Professor Flitwick smacked his lips.

"Then yours is redcurrant rum, Minister."

"Thank you, Rosmerta, my dear," Fudge's voice said, "I must say, what a pleasure to see you again, would you have a drink?" Come and sit with us......

"Well, thank you, Minister."

The sound of crisp heels faded away, and after a while, it returned.

Hermione and Neville glanced at each other, they had no idea that they would meet professors and ministers here in the last week before the end of the semester.

Only the old god Clark took another sip of butterbeer, and after reading the original book, of course he knew that Harry would not only meet a few professors this time, but also learn the so-called "truth" of the incident from their mouths.

What happened next, just like in the original book, Mrs. Rosmerta got up and was the first to ask about Sirius Black.

and complained that the search by the Dementors had affected her shop's business.

In this regard, Professor McGonagall and Professor Flitwick also commented on the impact of their presence on campus teaching.

But while talking about this topic, we talked about Blake's past, that is, the incident back then.

With the revelations of several professors and the Minister of Magic, Hermione, Neville, Ron, and Harry, who were sitting next to them, also held their breath attentively.

"You don't know more than half of the truth about that in the first place, Rosmerta." Fudge's voice was easy to discern, "Few people know the worst thing he's ever done. ”

"The worst?" Miss Rosmerta's voice was filled with curiosity, "Do you mean that it's worse than killing so many poor innocent Muggles?" ”

"Of course." Fudge replied.

"You said you remember what he was like at Hogwarts, Rosmerta," Professor McGonagall's voice prompted, "and do you remember who his best friend was?" ”

"Of course I remember," Miss Rosmerta chuckled, "they're inseparable, aren't they?" A great pair, Sirius Black and James Potter! ”

There was a soft thud from under Clark's desk, and the cup in Harry's hand had fallen to the ground, and Ron had to kick him as a reminder.

"That's right," said Professor McGonagall, "Black and Potter, the leaders of their little group, are very clever and mischievous, and I don't think we've ever seen a pair of troublemakers like this—"

"I don't know," Hagrid said with a grin, "if Fred and George Weasley can compete with them fiercely." ”

"yes, yes, if you've seen the two of them, you'd even think Blake and Potter are brothers!" Professor Flitwick immediately interjected, "Almost inseparable! ”

"Not really," Fudge's voice rang out, "Potter trusts Blake more than any of his friends. When he married Lily Potter, Blake was the best man, and they later made the guy Harry's godfather. Of course, Harry didn't know this. ”

"Now I know." Clark muttered to himself in his heart, Fudge's big mouth, I'm afraid I didn't expect that this world is so coincidental, and the person concerned is next door to them.

"But you can believe how much torture and pain these things will cause Harry when he knows this." ”

"Is it because Blake later formed a gang with the mystery man?" Rosmerta asked in a low voice.

"Worse than that, dear ......" Fudge lowered his voice and muttered lowly, and Ron had to lean slightly.

"Not many people know that in those difficult times, the mysterious man was looking for the Potters and them.

Luckily, Dumbledore had some capable agents who confided in him, so he immediately alerted the Potters and advised them to hide.

Of course, it wasn't easy to escape the Mystery, so Dumbledore told them that using the Loyalty Charm was the best way to do it. ”

"What's the use of that spell?" Ms. Rosmerta asked curiously.

Professor Flitwick, as the Charms teacher, immediately cleared his throat and explained.

"It's a very complex spell that uses magic to hide a secret in the soul of a living person to ensure that the secret is never discovered.

Of course, unless the secret man chooses to reveal it himself, as long as he doesn't say it, even if the mysterious man searches the village where Lily and Jaime live for hundreds of thousands of years, it is impossible to find them, even if he sticks his nose to the window of their living room! ”

"So, Blake is the Potters' secret keeper?"

"Of course," said Professor McGonagall, "this was what James Potter had asked for at the time. ”

"I remember Dumbledore telling me that James Potter said that Blake would never tell where they were, and that Blake himself was going to hide...... But Dumbledore was not reassured, and he even offered to be the secret keeper of the Potters himself. ”

"He suspects Blake?" Ms. Rosmerta asked, surprised.

He concluded that someone around the Potters must be reporting to the mysterious man. Professor McGonagall said gloomily.

"A lot of things happened at that time, and we fell into a passive situation, so for a long time before that, he suspected that someone on our side had become a traitor, and told a lot of information to the mysterious person."

"But Jaime insisted on using Blake, didn't he?"

"Well, yes," Fudge said heavily, "it turns out that Dumbledore was right, the Loyalty Charm had been cast for less than a week, and then you all knew—"

"Blake betrayed them?" Rosmerta asked in a low voice.

"He did betray his best friend and betray the trust of the Potters.

Gu Wei

Perhaps because Blake is tired of being a double agent, he is ready to publicly declare his support for Mysterio, and seems to be planning to announce it as soon as the Potters die.

But we all know that the mysterious man lost his hand with little Harry, he lost his mana, was extremely weak, and had to flee.

This puts Blake in a dilemma, as he has just revealed his true nature as a traitor when his master falls.

He had no choice but to flee—"

"Despicable, filthy traitor!" Hagrid's voice echoed through the bar, startling everyone present.

"Be quiet, Hagrid!" Professor McGonagall hurriedly reminded her.

"I ran into him!" Hagrid still roared, he was already in his own emotions, "I must be the last person to see him before he kills many!" ”

His voice snarled, "After James and Lily died, it was I who rescued little Harry from his house!" I just picked him out of the rubble, poor little thing, he's so small, there's a long wound on his forehead, mom and dad are dead......"

Hagrid babbled on and on about what had happened that night more than a decade ago, and the roar was so loud that Professor McGonagall had to cast magic to lower the volume.

"I should have thought that this was suspicious, that motorcycle was his most beloved thing, why did he give it to me......"

"It's good I didn't give little Harry to him, otherwise I don't know what terrible things would have happened!

When a wizard takes refuge in the underworld, he will ignore nothing and deny no one......"

When Hagrid's story was finished, there was silence next door.

Clarke's side also looked at each other, and Ron couldn't let go, and looked under the table, but he didn't see anything, because of the invisibility cloak, he didn't know what Harry was like at the moment.

"But he didn't run away, did he? The Ministry of Magic caught him the next day! Ms. Rosmerta said with a hint of amusement.

"Well, if only it really were us." "It wasn't us who found him, it was Peter Pettigrew, another friend of the Potters," Fudge said bitterly. He must have been sad at the time, knowing that Black was the Potters' secret keeper, so he went after him himself. ”

"Peter Pettigrew! That chubby little boy, the one who followed them all the time at Hogwarts? Mrs. Rosmerta recalled, then asked uncertainly.

"Yes, he treats Potter and Black as heroes," Professor McGonagall said, "but he's never on the same level as them in terms of talent, and I've even been him before. You can imagine how much I regret it now......"

Professor McGonagall's voice was thick nasal, sounding like she had a cold.

"All right, Minerva," Fudge said mildly, "Peter Pettigrew died heroically, and the witnesses—the Muggles—said Peter Pettigrew had intercepted Blake, questioned him, and drew his wand. Of course, Blake was faster than him, and blasted Peter Pettigrew to pieces first......"

McGonagall blew her nose and said excitedly, "That silly boy...... He's always terrible in duelings...... He should let the Ministry of Magic do it......"

"I'm telling you, if I had blocked Black before Peter Pettigrew, I wouldn't have used a wand - I'd tear him into pieces—pieces!" Hagrid said in a gruff voice.

"You don't even know what you're talking about, Hagrid."

In his high-pitched voice, Fudge recounted the details of the capture of Boblake, unknown to everyone present.

“…… There were corpses everywhere, and Muggles screamed...... Blake stood there laughing maniacally...... The bodies are gone, and the bones are broken...... Just a pile of blood-stained robes and a little—a few fragments—"

As if he couldn't bear the cruel picture, Fudge's voice suddenly cut off, and only the sound of five people blowing their noses could be heard.

"That's it, Rosmerta," said Fudge hoarsely, "and in the end Blake was taken away by twenty members of the Magical Law Scouting Team, and Peter Pettigrew was awarded the Order of the First Class of the Order of the Merlin, which I think was some consolation to his poor mother. ”

Ms. Rosmerta let out a long sigh.

"So, is he really crazy, Minister?"

"I wish I could say yes," Fudge said slowly, "I believe that the fall of his master had caused him to go insane for a while, otherwise he would not have done the murder of Peter Pettigrew and so many Muggles, it would have been quite cruel and pointless." ”

"But...... The last time I visited Azkaban, I ran into him. ”

Hagrid's massive body couldn't help but shudder.

"As you know, most of the prisoners there are sitting in dark corners talking to themselves, not having a normal consciousness...... But I was surprised to find that Blake seemed normal.

He was so organized when he talked to me that you might even think he was just sullen — he asked me if I had read the newspaper and how calm and calm I was, and said he would love to do a crossword puzzle in the newspaper.

Really, I was almost taken aback, and it unnerved me.

The Dementors had little effect on him - you know, he was one of the most heavily guarded criminals there, and the Dementors were guarding his door day and night. ”

"But what do you think he wants to do when he escapes from prison?" "He won't be...... You can't want to go to the mystery man, right? ”

"I dare say it's his—oh—final plan," Fudge said mumbly, "but I hope we can catch him before then." I shudder at the thought that the mystery man has gained his most loyal servant......"

At this moment, the slight clanging of glass against wood sounded, and someone put down the cup.

"You know, Connelly, if you're going to have dinner with the Headmaster, we'd better get back to the castle now." Professor McGonagall's voice wrapped up the chat.

Soon, with the sound of chairs pulling open and footsteps moving away, a blizzard swept in again, and then Clark and the others fell completely silent next door.

Obviously, the teachers are gone.

"Harry?"

Ron bent down again, but Harry suddenly appeared from the empty chair beside him, and it turned out that he had already emerged from under the table.

"Harry, you...... Okay? Hermione and Neville looked at Harry, who was sitting there, not knowing what to say.

A few people sat with him for a while, and Ron tried to say something several times, but he didn't dare to speak, and finally Clark said, "I guess, we have to get back before the event." ”

Harry didn't say a word, he stood up in silence, and was about to take a step, but suddenly stopped, and his originally godless pupils began to focus, falling on Clarke's calm face, "You know all this, don't you?" ”

"Yes, I do know part of it." Clarke's voice was still so calm and reliable.

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