The next morning, despite staying up all night, Harley still got up early, went straight to breakfast, and then went to the principal's office.

Hermione didn't have such good energy, though.

She is not used to night travel, and she does not have a strong physical fitness like witches, so she is still asleep.

In the principal's office, Sirius is gobbling up breakfast, while Peter Pettigrew is lying unconscious on the ground.

"Ah, it's been a long time since I've eaten so well." Sirius sighed and shoved another chunk of bacon into his mouth.

"Heh, what a great-grandson who is not angry." Blake's great-grandfather, Phineas Blake, said loudly,

"Regulus will never be as rude as you! He's a hundred times better than you in every way! He's definitely the best Slytherin! ”

Several of the Gryffindor headmasters protested angrily, but Sirius didn't retort.

"Regulus...... Is he really dead? Sirius asked softly.

Phineas was also silent. After a while, he nodded:

"Didn't you notice? The Black family's legacy is yours, including the last remaining house-elf. ”

"It stands to reason that you have been removed, and only when the other male heirs are dead will you be eligible to inherit the inheritance according to the bloodline magic."

Sirius was silent for a moment before he whispered:

"He was an idiot who always wanted to respond to his father and mother's expectations, and ended up joining the Death Eaters."

"Since he is dead, I will mourn for him, but I will not pity him."

As he spoke, Sirius took a large bite of the sandwich, trying to keep his mouth full and not let the other voices come out.

At this moment, a fire suddenly lit up in the clearing.

Fawkes and Harley appeared out of thin air, and then flew to his nest covered in phoenix feathers.

Sirius saw her goddaughter coming, and was about to say hello, when she suddenly realized that her mouth was still bulging.

He hurriedly tried to swallow the sandwich in his mouth and wipe it clean to create a good image in front of his goddaughter as much as possible.

As a result, Sirius swallowed too quickly and almost choked.

Harley stepped forward and patted him on the back for a while before Sirius could recover.

"Thanks," Sirius whispered in embarrassment.

The first formal conversation with his goddaughter was so embarrassing that Sirius felt that he no longer had the majesty of his elders.

No, Hallie has kept him like a dog for so long, and watched a small video of him and Lupin starring in the Forbidden Forest for so long, how can he still be majestic?

Thinking of this, Sirius's mood was inexplicably depressed at first, and then suddenly much better.

"Godfather, eat slowly, no one will rob you." Harley said in a playful voice.

Sirius couldn't resist flicking her forehead and punishing her slightly, but Harley dodged her.

The headmasters, who were watching the show on the mural, laughed at it, and Phineas laughed especially cheerfully.

Now that the last male heir of the Black family was about to be cleared, there was nothing more pleasing to him, and nothing could spoil his good mood.

Hallie's words managed to ease the awkward atmosphere between her and Sirius.

Sirius's legs subconsciously wanted to stand up, but his mind was almost blank.

He didn't know how to face Hallie as a godfather, and he didn't know what to say.

But with the playful act just now as a relief, the invisible awkward atmosphere disappeared.

Despite this, Sirius was stunned for several seconds.

As a single mother, he has never spoken a few serious words to girls of the same age, let alone a junior like Hallie.

It took a while for Sirius to squeeze a sentence out of his teeth, "Harley, you...... How have you been doing these years? ”

"Thank you godfather for your concern, I'm doing okay." Hallie replied with ease,

"Especially since I'm eleven years old and have mastered a few unique spells, I'm living a better life."

"Really? That's good, that's good. Sirius nodded repeatedly.

However, after saying these few words, Sirius didn't know what to say.

Phineas couldn't help but cover his face. He sensed in the dark that with Sirius's performance and IQ, the Black family might really be doomed.

Sirius didn't know what his great-great-grandfather thought of him, and he was still thinking about how to communicate with girls younger than him.

In fact, he can also communicate, but either he scolds his dear old mother before going to prison, or he scolds his dear cousin Bellatrix after he goes to prison.

In terms of the quintessence of England...... As a twelve-year resident of the depths of Azkaban, Sirius knew a lot.

But normal methods of communication, he really can't.

As for the girls in the same grade...... Sirius didn't seem to have much of a serious interaction with them.

This made Sirius very uncomfortable, and he didn't know how to say anything for a while. Thankfully, Professor Dumbledore showed up just in time to pull him along.

The door to the Headmaster's office was opened, and Professor Dumbledore strode in, followed by Professor Lupin.

"Two, let's stop for the time being." Professor Dumbledore said with a serious face,

"Cornelius will be at the office in a minute, and you, as those of you who experienced last night, will need to participate in the conversation with the Minister of Magic."

"I'll be in charge of the communication when the time comes, and Hallie can supplement it appropriately."

"As for Sirius," Professor Dumbledore looked at Sirius, who hurriedly held his head high,

"Don't speak! Remus, please take a good look at him. ”

"Okay, Headmaster." Professor Lupin nodded repeatedly, and Sirius's face was stunned.

As soon as Professor Dumbledore finished speaking, the door to the Headmaster's office was opened.

"Dear Albus!" Fudge rushed in excitedly and said loudly,

"I received your letter early in the morning, knowing that you have brought me good news, that you have captured Sirius."

"So where's Sirius......"

The second half of Fudge's sentence got stuck in his throat.

He saw Sirius, who was sitting at the table, staring at him, and let out a cry of horror,

"Albus! Why didn't you keep this dangerous prisoner under control! What if he lets him run away? ”

"He could hurt me...... I mean, what if you hurt someone else! ”

"Rufus, Kingsley, catch him for me!" Fudge waved his hand and hid his fat body behind the door, revealing the Aurors behind him.

The head of the Auror Office and the leader of the Einsatzgruppen both raised their wands, but instead of striking directly, they quietly observed Dumbledore's every move with Fudge behind their backs.

"Connelly, I think you can rest easy." Professor Dumbledore did as they expected, and opened his mouth to stop Fudge,

"First of all, I'm going to correct some of your mistakes."

"It wasn't me who caught Sirius, it was Harley."

"In addition, there is something else going on back then, and it was Peter Pettigrew who really betrayed James and Lily."

As he spoke, Professor Dumbledore waved his wand, and Peter Pettigrew, who was lying behind his desk, floated up.

"Look," Professor Dumbledore said slowly,

"When Harley caught Sirius Black, he also happened to catch someone who was supposed to die, Peter Pettigrew."

"Through the judgment of some things, Harley discovers that Sirius has been wronged."

"And after the interrogation of the two, we had to come to a conclusion."

"Peter Pettigrew is the traitor who quietly defected to Voldemort and revealed to Voldemort the location of the Potters."

For a moment, Fudge and the Aurors were stunned.

"This ...... How is this possible? Fudge had cold sweat running down his forehead, and he had to take out a handkerchief and wipe it desperately,

"No kidding, Albus, there's a good chance you've been fooled by Sirius, or someone else."

"No, of course not, Connelly." The expression on Professor Dumbledore's face became more serious,

"Please give me a moment and allow me to tell you what happened last night."

With that, Professor Dumbledore quickly told him everything that had happened last night.

Of course, certain details, such as the method of interrogation, become more legitimate to extract memories and browse them.

As for the trivial matter of Harley and Pettigrew fighting again and beating him up, Professor Dumbledore chose to ignore it.

"Even so...... Anyway...... Nothing else is greedy, and Sirius's reason for staying in Azkaban is ridiculous. ”

Fudge's voice stammered a little, and he looked extremely flustered.

A red-nosed headmaster on the wall couldn't help but speak: "It's just stupid!" ”

"What you can't do, you think others can't do either; If you don't have the belief that you don't have, you think that others can't have it! ”

"What a fool! In my time, I would never allow such a fool to graduate from my school! ”

There was a sudden echo on the wall, and it was obvious that the old principals had a distinct stance on this kind of major right and wrong.

But Fudge didn't bother with them, and just sent the Aurors out.

Those portraits all have dead things with the thinking of the old principals of the past, and it is definitely an unwise choice to compete with them, whether you win or lose, you will suffer your own losses.

Fudge thought about it seriously, and then cautiously proposed another possibility:

"Albus, are you sure this is the real Peter Pettigrew? And his memory has not been modified? ”

"Of course not, Connelly." Professor Dumbledore said seriously,

"I can assure you that last night, I carefully examined Pettigrew to make sure that he was the Pettigrew himself and that his memories had not been tampered with."

"If you don't want to believe it, you can also bring it back to the Ministry of Magic and have someone else you trust tested."

The expression on Professor Dumbledore's face became more and more serious, and his gaze seemed to be able to see through human nature, and he was firmly fixed on Fudge's body.

Fudge shook his head repeatedly, "No, no, Albus, how could I not trust you?" ”

"I'm just scared that you've been scammed by someone, you know...... Some Death Eaters are too cunning. ”

In the end, Fudge could only reluctantly say, "Okay, Albus...... I'll take them back for a detailed check-up. ”

"It's terrible, if it's true, we have to admit our mistakes......"

"And the credibility of the Ministry of Magic has been declining again and again, and if it continues like this, my re-election will ...... I mean, the wizarding world is calm ......."

"Minister Fudge." Harley spoke suddenly, "I guess that should be a good thing for you. ”

"It was in the corner of the last section of the newspaper...... What? What do you say, my dear child? ”

Although Fudge still doubted the truth of this matter in his heart, his political literacy still made him start to prepare a plan-

Prepare for the worst-case scenario and how to minimize the impact.

He was suddenly interrupted by Harley's voice, and he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

But after seeing that it was Harley, Fudge still showed an amiable smile.

"Look, Minister Fudge," Hallie said with a smile,

"I've heard my godfather say that you were the first to arrive at the scene."

"You handled the disaster caused by Peter Pettigrew perfectly and took Sirius back as a suspect."

"But the then head of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement took Sirius over directly."

"He didn't go through any charters, didn't interrogate, listened to Sirius's explanations, and put Sirius in Azkaban without even the consent of the jury."

"Minister Fudge had long suspected this, and after Sirius's escape, he found all kinds of suspicions at the beginning, and succeeded in restoring the innocence of the last heir of the Black family."

"I caught the murderer, and you found the truth, the beautiful fairy tale has a perfect ending, the bad guy is about to die, and good triumphs over evil."

"I guess that's perfect, isn't it?"

Fudge's eyes lit up, and he suddenly felt that what Harley said made sense.

It doesn't matter if the Ministry of Magic makes mistakes, as long as the Minister doesn't make mistakes.

And the more mistakes the Ministry of Magic has made in the past, the more it proves the wisdom of the current Minister of Magic.

So overturning Sirius's case is only good for himself, not bad, and he can even hit the damn Crouch who has been working against him.

He was worried that he couldn't find Crouch's handle, and he didn't expect to send it to the door!

Crouch's biggest problem in this case is that he made his own judgment without completing the prescribed procedures, without interrogation, and without the consent of the jury.

Although the direct imprisonment of Sirius Black in Azkaban was accepted by everyone at the time, there was no written document after all.

In the official record, only Crouch was responsible for the incident, and the high-ranking officials of the Ministry of Magic and the pure-blood family members of the jury were not held responsible.

As long as you grasp this point to fight, you can not only highlight Crouch's stupidity, reduce his approval rating, but also not offend too many people, and you can invisibly gain the friendship of many pure-blood families.

It was just perfect!

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(Thanks to the "Nine-Tailed Yanhu" boss for the reward!) ）

Recently, all kinds of comments have disappeared, and some authors' own replies have been released for a long time, especially in the book review area. A lot of comments on the author's side have been deleted.,I can't see what the book friends said at all.,If there's no reply, please understand.。

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