Chapter Forty-Seven: It's Not That Simple
"The oldest and noblest of the Black family, one of the largest, oldest and richest pure-blood wizarding families in Britain.
Your family's history can be traced back to the Middle Ages, and such an ancient pure-blood family should have a rich collection.
And you, Sirius Black, are the only heir to this family. β
Even though he has been removed from his family, hearing outsiders praise his family, Blake's face still shows a trace of pride.
But he also knew that Clark didn't say this to please him.
The Puwit family is also one of the Twenty-Eight Sacred Clans, and their family history is just as long.
So Sirius Black instantly understood what Clark meant, "You want the Black family's wealth?" β
"Nope! No! No! Clark shook his head, "It's just a deal, it's about equal value, and the Black family still has any wealth?" I don't take the house. β
Sirius's face flushed,
Clark just didn't see it, and said to himself:
"So, I just need you to take me to the Black family's old home, 12 Grimmauld Place, during the summer vacation.
Then allow me to take half of the Black family's treasures from there, including - books and alchemy items. β
"That's all you want?" Sirius looked at Clark in surprise, "You could have all of them!" Half of the books and alchemy props? It's so cheap, you can take it all. β
Well, Clark still underestimated the extent of Blake's defeat, and it was not distressing for the cub to sell his grandfather, it seems that his parents made the right choice to remove him from the Black family.
But that's my business.
After catching Peter Pettigrew, he might have to say thank you to himself.
So for a moment, Clark felt that Sirius was much more pleasing to the eye.
"Half is enough, I've always been fair and just in trading."
Blake was noncommittal to Clarke's words, and only asked, "I've promised you the conditions, you can give me that mouse now, right?" β
"Not yet."
Clark's words made Blake furious, and he slapped the table hard, spilling the tea in the cup, "You want to regret it!" β
"Hey, calm down!" Clark hurriedly reassured him, "Just handing over Peter to you is not worth the price, my deal includes a full set of services." β
"I don't want to hear that, you give me Peter, and I'll give you half of the treasures in the Black family's old mansion, and the deal is as simple as that!" Blake said irritably.
Clark looked at him playfully, "Are you sure, are you sure you don't want to clear your grievances, are you sure you don't want to walk in the sun, are you sure you don't want to give Harry a home?" β
"Harry?!"
When it comes to Harry, Clark finds that Blake's attitude is clearly loose, and this is his weakness.
"Yes, Harry!
In case you don't know, Harry is now staying at his aunt's aunt and uncle's house because of the death of his parents.
The family were all Muggles, and their view of wizards was disgusting and repulsive.
So you can imagine what Harry's life was like in their house. β
Clark gave Blake a rough idea of Harry's life in the Muggle world, and the other man clenched his fists, clearly angry.
"As far as I know, you are Harry's godfather and his guardian, and you only need to clear your own grievances before you can get Harry to live with you.
I think Harry himself would love that, wouldn't he? β
Blake was silent for a moment, exhaled a long breath, and finally could only ask helplessly, "What should I do?" Or rather, how are you going to help me? β
Clark knew that this was done, and pushed the tea on the table in front of Blake again, "Don't worry, let's have a cup of tea first, there is still time for this night." β
This time, Blake didn't refuse, and took a sip from the cup, the bitter taste spreading in his mouth, followed by a little sweetness.
This also seems to mean that his future will be as bittersweet as this cup of tea.
"Actually, I've always had a question, why didn't you tell Dumbledore about the incident between you and Peter Pettigrew in the first place, and the truth about the murder of the Potters?"
Clark suddenly asked curiously.
"This kind of thing is actually very easy to verify, a regent, a few drops of truth elixir, you can prove your innocence.
I think that with the wisdom of Headmaster Dumbledore, coupled with the identity of the heir of the Black family, the chances of you being able to get away with the crime should be very high, and you will never be like this. β
In the face of Clark's question, Blake replied almost subconsciously:
"I didn't think much about it at the time, Jaime and Lily chose Peter as a secret because of my suggestion, and I was primarily responsible for their deaths."
A pained expression appeared on Blake's face, and tears flowed uncontrollably down his cheeks.
Obviously, because of this incident, he is still living in remorse and has not broken free.
"It's all my fault, it's all my own cleverness, so when I found out that James and Lily had been killed by a mysterious man, I caught up with Peter as soon as I could.
This is a grudge between us, I'm going to kill him with my own hands, and I'm going to break that bastard to pieces! β
Well, in the face of Blake's answer, Clark could only say, "You really deserve to be a Gryffindor." β
"Thanks for the compliment." Blake didn't care about this, and was even a little proud, "The way you said wouldn't it be for me to go to Dumbledore with you, right?" β
"Of course not," Clark shook his head, "I believe Headmaster Dumbledore, but as you said, a blood feud only makes sense if you end it yourself." β
Blake couldn't help but nodded, but after Clark told him about Harry, he suddenly had the desire to continue his normal life, and now that he and Peter were killed, he was a little hesitant.
Clark looked at the silent Black, and of course understood his thoughts, so he continued.
"According to your current situation, there are three difficulties in front of you."
"First, how do you prove to the public that you are innocent?
Spread rumors with one mouth, refute rumors and break your legs, you Blake has been a murderer for so many years, and people have long had a fixed impression of this, why should everyone believe you. β
"Second, after you were imprisoned in Azkaban, the Black family's business and property were wiped out by the wizarding families who survived the purge because there was no one to preside over it.
Among them are the old Divine Twenty-Eight Clans, as well as some emerging forces.
If you clear your name and take reins in the Black family, does that mean that the wealth they have acquired is not legitimate, and are they willing to give up these benefits? β
"I don't want these riches!" Regarding this, Blake is very decisive, "They don't need to worry about this, and I have no intention of carrying forward the Blake family, they can rest assured." β
Clark nodded.
"In fact, compared with the first two points, this third point is the most difficult to solve." Clark looked at him.
"The first point is best solved, Peter is in my hands, just hand him over, a regent, a few drops of truth elixir, he can tell everything.
Even if you don't need any of that, just the sudden appearance of his dead hero can turn your case around.
A hero who won the Order of the Order of the First Class of the Order of the Order of Merlin, why did he fake his death and get out incognito for so many years? That's the biggest problem in itself. β
"The second point is easy to solve, I was worried that you would not be willing to make such a big profit, and I was going to persuade you, after all, it was the wealth accumulated by the Black family over the centuries.
But if you can give up on your own initiative, then the forces that have eaten the Black family's estate will not become an obstacle to your clearing of grievances.
Because once they have your endorsement, then the wealth they have obtained will be reasonable and legitimate, which solves one of their ghosts. β
"On the contrary, it is the third point......
"What's wrong with the third point?" Blake asked.
"The third point means that if you want to clear your name, you will have to confront the bureaucracy of the entire Ministry of Magic."
Blake was silent, and after a while said, "Probably not." β
"Not really?"
Clark sneered, "You should never doubt that the Ministry of Magic would do something ridiculous to cover up the mistakes they made. β
"I remember that it was Fudge, now Minister of Magic, who was in charge of arresting you, right?
The later part of the trial is responsible for you, no! Without trial, the person who threw you directly into Azkaban was Barty Crouch, the former director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement and the current director of the Department of International Magical Exchange and Cooperation, right?
Once your case is defined as an unjust case, then the two of them will bear the brunt of it.
It was their negligence that caused this.
Not only that, but the occurrence of unjust, false and wrongful convictions will also call into question the credibility of the Ministry of Magic, especially since your identity is so special.
The only heir of the Black family in the Divine Twenty-Eight was thrown into Azkaban by the Ministry of Magic, which made the other old families think about it.
Was the Ministry of Magic's move intentional or unintentional? What about the members of the other families who were imprisoned in Azkaban in the first place? Are they also innocent?
Besides, because of the mistakes of the Ministry of Magic, you have been locked up in Azkaban for so long, do you need to pay compensation? How to pay and how much? That's a problem, tooβ"
"Don't say you don't need compensation!" Clark stretched out his hand to stop Blake, who was about to speak, "This is different from the second point, it's not something you can give up if you want to, the Ministry of Magic's compensation for you is for the masses to see." β
"One by one, one by one, think about it yourself, how many people will be held accountable for your affairs, punished, or even dismissed.
How many Ministry of Magic officials will need to work overtime to control public opinion and eliminate negative influences.
Rather than be so troublesome, the easiest way is to bury the mistake as if nothing had happened.
There is a good saying, since you can't solve the problem, then solve the person who caused the problem.
You know, the Daily Prophet says that the Ministry of Magic has instructed the Dementors to use the 'Dementor Kiss' to execute you on the spot if they find you! β
Blake couldn't help but shudder, even after so many years in Azkaban, hearing the "Dementor Kiss" terrified him.
Unlike Clark and the others, as the only person to have escaped from Azkaban in recent times, he had seen firsthand what the "Dementor Kiss" was like.
"You've said so much, there must be a solution, right?"
Blake's tone was a little impatient, he never thought that he wanted to follow the rules, but it turned out to be so troublesome, it seemed that everything was forcing him to the point of no return.
If I had ignored it and died with Peter, wouldn't things have been so troublesome? Why should you care about what others think?
Let's just kill Peter!
No! No way! Think of Harry, you're his godfather, you can give him a home-
All sorts of thoughts came and went through Blake's mind, but fortunately, Clark's reply reassured him a lot.
"Of course, that's half of what your family treasures, isn't it?"
Clark joked and said.
"If you want to solve the third problem, first of all, the first point is to make a big noise in public opinion, and it costs to cover up the truth.
The more people know about it, and the more it spreads, the more it costs the Ministry of Magic to cover it up.
As it happens, our family owns a stake in the Daily Prophet, the largest news outlet in the British wizarding world. β
As soon as Clark opened his mouth, he showed his worth, and indeed, it was indeed a good way to force the Ministry of Magic with public opinion.
Of course, this is only the icing on the cake, after all, the Daily Prophet is not my own, and the content published in the newspaper also needs to be reviewed layer by layer.
So in addition to using the media, we also need to make a splash at the beginning and choose the right time to make Peter Pettigrew completely exposed to the public and appear in public. β
"This way...... But there's a problem, Peter was able to blow up a Muggle on the street, and now he can blow up Hogwarts, is this too dangerous? β
Blake asked, a little worried, for at least he was still kind, and he had learned some of the lessons he had learned.
"Don't worry, I'll leave countermeasures on him." Clark said confidently.
"Well," Blake asked, "when are we going to expose him?" β
"The word of timeβ"
Clark's words paused, as he suddenly noticed that the skin of "Colin Creevey" in front of him began to grow paler, and his originally round cheeks began to lose weight.
It's time for - Black's Compound Decoction.
"Your medicine has arrived!"
Clark hurriedly stood up and pushed Blake to the door of the lounge, "Let's go, go and change your identity first, and I'll contact you later." β
Before Blake could say another word, he was pushed out of the doorway.
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