"Mr. Black, did you come to me for something?"

Snape's face was still stinking, he stopped the scalpel in his hand, and looked at Kano with dark eyes through the greasy curtain.

"Good afternoon, Professor Snape. Headmaster Dumbledore should have informed you that I would be coming. Kano didn't care about his attitude, the two didn't like each other for a day or two.

"Otherwise, I would have kicked you out." Snape sneered, "I know you've solved Lupin's little furry problem, but I wonder how I can serve a Potions Master like you?" ”

Snape had been making a wolf poison potion for Lupin this year, and although he had deliberately made the potion taste disgusting, the effect had not been discounted.

Of course, he knew about Kano's experiment for the first time, and he also knew that Lupin's werewolf had been solved.

"I don't use potions, and I don't deserve to be called a Potions Master." Kano waved his hand, "I found you today to ask you to help me concoct a potion that can give people a burning sensation. ”

"Oh? I don't think that's a problem for you, there's no need to let Dumbledore speak. ”

Kano smiled and leaned forward: "This burning sensation is quite special, and among the people that Dumbledore absolutely trusts, only you have experienced it. ”

Snape's face turned pale, as if he were wearing a mask.

"yes, that's what I mean." Ignoring Snape's strangeness, Kano nodded his arm, "When the Dark Mark is activated, there is a strong burning sensation in a specific location. ”

There was silence in the underground office, as if Snape was trying to see something through Carnot's smile.

"Who do you want to deal with?"

"You don't need to know that."

"What if I refuse?"

"It doesn't hurt."

Kano stood up flatly: "However, this is for Lily. Evans' chance for revenge, forget it. ”

"I'm a kind-hearted, but no one appreciates it."

"What do you know?" Snape stabbed the dead frog viciously.

"Hehe, although Dumbledore didn't say anything, I know everything."

Snape's face twitched at Kano's still-unchanging smile.

"Get out, get out."

"Then I'll pick up the goods tomorrow night, goodbye, Professor Snape." Kano naturally stood up and left the underground office.

Snape sat in his chair, his face gloomy.

Truth-spitting is something that can be resisted, so it can't be used to convict unless there is conclusive evidence.

To be precise, as long as someone drinks a potion that can affect the spirit, none of his words will be considered as evidence in court.

It's the same with the Regent's Mind, human memory is not a book, it can be faked by magic.

But what if he told the truth himself?

Peter Pettigrew now lives in the basement of Hogwarts Castle, with a whole team of Aurors guarding the doorway.

Fudge had put him in the highest level of security, and now that everyone knew he was an Animagus, he had no chance of escaping.

In exchange for Fudge's publicity, Peter was rewarded with a Galleon, and when Sirius was caught, he could take the money and fly away.

Peter lay on the plush bed, still unable to sleep.

Carnot's special sobering potion was so powerful that Ron fed him a small dish that night, and now the highest dose of water of life and death could not make him sleep.

The prolonged sleep deprivation, combined with the psychological stress caused by Sirius's presence, had left Peter on the verge of a mental breakdown.

"He's mentally too nervous, and his body might collapse if it takes a little longer."

In the office of the Minister of Magic, St. Mungo's healer reported the situation to Fudge, and Fudge waved his hand: "Wouldn't it be nice to give him a potion to replenish his body's nutrition." ”

"Drinking too much can cause him to lose physical and mental disconnection, and this side effect is difficult to treat." The therapist frowned.

"It's not for him to drink every day, you just have to prescribe it."

The therapist reluctantly left the prescription, and Fudge immediately sent someone to boil the medicine.

He didn't care what the root of Peter's ills would be, and once his political show was complete, the obscene old wizard would become a worthless dirty rag for him.

Who cares if he lives or dies, it's better to die, and he can save a sum of money.

"Minister, are you free?"

A delicate voice rang out from outside the door, and the owner of the voice walked in after receiving permission.

Dolores dressed very pink and looked like a toad. Ms. Umbridge walked in with a contrived step.

Fudge was obviously very pleased with this, and smiled and asked her to sit down, "Dolores, what's the matter with you?" ”

"Minister, the Hogwarts Board of Trustees is the organizer of this hero's return party, and they want to invite the Minister of the French Ministry of Magic and others to attend, I don't know if you agree."

Fudge took the application from Umbridge's hand and nodded with a glance.

"It's better to show your face in front of our European counterparts, lest those French vote against us again at the International Confederation of Wizards."

"One more thing." Umbridge didn't produce a second document, "It's a verbal inquiry, the school board wants to rehearse a magic play, and the theme is Peter's heroic experience." ”

"Peter's heroic experience? Hahaha! Fudge laughed breathlessly, "A mouse's heroic experience?" He hasn't been eaten by a cat for more than ten years, it's really not easy! Hahahaha! ”

Umbridge let out a fake laugh as well, and Fudge laughed enough, wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Okay, let's act. That proves that our propaganda works, doesn't it? ”

"They said that the plot about you is very good, after all, you found Peter, the 'hero'. Once you've captured Sirius, there's an extra scene in this script for a national tour. ”

Fudge nodded with satisfaction: "If they really tour the country, I can give them the passage fee." ”

"Let's have them premiere at the gala first, and I'll take a look at the quality. After all, it's not good to play me too much. ”

The two let out a tacit laugh again, and Kano, who had weaved a conspiracy from behind, couldn't help but smile after getting permission.

Soon, Snape's potion was ready.

"This potion will only work on those who have been branded with the mark of the Dark Devil, and with just one drop, it will restore the burning sensation."

Snape subconsciously pinched his arm, he tried the medicine himself last night, and there were a few times when he didn't grasp the amount of medicine properly, and he rolled on the ground in pain.

"Speaking of which, do you know what the Dark Mark is?" Kano picked up the cloudy yellow potion and asked curiously.

Snape shook his head: "I don't know, it's not difficult to activate it, just enter the magic in a specific way, every Death Eater will." ”

"But so far, no one has succeeded in eliminating it, otherwise those who escaped would have been innocent again."

Kano nodded, ready to leave.

"Blake, will every sinner be punished?" Snape muttered.

"At least I'm sure you've been punished." Kano sighed and closed the basement door.