"The Blake Family has all kinds of black magic that we can't even dream of!"
Pettigrew screamed. "Otherwise, how could he have escaped? I'm guessing that the person whose name must not be mentioned taught him a few tricks! "
Although Peter Pettigrew's heart-wrenching cries sounded reasonable, Lloyd thought of the scene in Foggy's office before they left.
He was reporting to Foggy about the recent developments in the Aura's office. Owen? Harris knocked on the door and hurried in with Albert.
What did he say? "Minister, I have good news. Sirius Black is hiding in the Hogwarts. But please allow the Aura to take action instead of the Dementors. According to reliable sources, Peter Pettigrew is still alive. Obviously, there's something fishy about this. Back then, Mr. Crouch might have made a big mistake. "
Lloyd could never forget Owen? Harris's meaningful look, and his minister's stunned look at first, then he nodded resolutely in agreement.
With his years of experience in capturing Black Wizards, there were too many loopholes in Peter Pettigrew's story.
In his opinion, since Peter was still alive, the truth of the matter was definitely not what everyone thought it was — Sirius Black betrayed the Potters, blew up a street, and killed Peter.
From a politically correct point of view, it was obvious that his boss Foggy was happy to take advantage of the situation.
At this moment, Blake laughed. A terrifying, joyless laughter filled the space.
Allen had removed the petrification on him.
The two Aura beside him dutifully pointed their wands at him, not relaxing at all because of Peter Pettigrew's appearance.
"Lord Voldemort? How many tricks did he teach me? "
Pettigrew flinched, as if Blake had whipped him.
"What's wrong? Are you scared after hearing your old master's name? "Blake said." That's understandable, Peter. His men aren't very happy with you, are they? "
"I don't know — What are you talking about, Sirius —" Little Dwarf mumbled. His breathing became more rapid, and his face was covered in sweat.
"You have not been hiding from me for the past twelve years," Blake said. "Instead, you have been hiding from the old followers of the Lord Voldemort. I heard something in Azkaban. "
Blake's eyes were burning with rage. He gritted his teeth and said every word.
"Peter... they all thought you were dead, or else they would force you to confess... I heard them shouting all kinds of things in their dreams, as if they thought the liar had betrayed them. The Lord Voldemort went to the Potter family according to your information … "
Snape's breathing quickened as he stared coldly at Peter.
Blake's attention was completely focused on Peter. His tone was both threatening and mocking.
"The Lord Voldemort was defeated there. Not all of the followers of the Lord Voldemort have entered Azkaban, have they? There are still many outside, waiting for the right time, pretending to have changed... If they know that you are still alive, Peter — "
"I don't know... What are you talking about..." Little Dwarf said again, his voice even sharper. He wiped his face with his sleeve and looked up at Lloyd. "You don't believe this — these crazy words, do you, Lloyd —"
Lloyd looked away from him and looked at Albert.
Albert was the leader of this trip.
"I have to admit, Peter, I don't understand why an innocent man would be willing to be a rat for twelve years," Albert said justly.
"Innocent is innocent, but I am afraid!" Little Dwarf screamed. "If the followers of the Lord Voldemort are looking for me, it is because I sent their most capable man to Azkaban — this spy, Sirius Black!"
Blake's face was contorted.
"How dare you!" he growled, sounding very much like the big bear-like dog he had turned into.
"Me, the spy of the Lord Voldemort? When have I ever curried favor with someone stronger and more powerful than me? And you — I don't understand why I didn't see you as a spy from the beginning. You have always liked powerful friends to be taken care of by them, haven't you? It used to be us... me and Remus... and James... "
Little Dwarf wiped his face again. He was almost out of breath.
"Me, a spy... You must be crazy... There is no such thing... I don't know how you can say such a thing —"
"Lily and Jaime agreed to let you be the confidential person because of my suggestion," Blake said through gritted teeth. His tone was so fierce.
"I thought it was a good plan... a betrayal plan... The Lord Voldemort would definitely come for me, but I didn't expect them to use such a weak and incompetent thing like you... You told the Lord Voldemort that you could offer the Potters to him. That must have been the proudest moment of your despicable life."
Blake beat his chest with hatred, his heart felt like it was being cut by a knife.
On the ground, Professor Snape's throat made a gurgling sound. His face was purple as he looked at Little Dwarf with hatred.
The one who knew you best was often your enemy. This sentence was also applicable to Snape and Sirius Black.
Professor Snape hated Sirius. He hated their bad pranks, he hated his arrogance and absurdity, and he hated him even more for betraying Lily.
But at the same time, he also knew that Sirius was arrogant, and he would not bother to lie.
Back then, Sirius did not defend himself, nor did he cry out for justice. Instead, he accepted the punishment of being imprisoned in Azkaban. This made Snape believe that he was the culprit.
And from the conversation just now, Professor Snape understood that the person he wanted to take revenge on was someone else.
Little Dwarf mumbled incoherently. Allen heard words like "absurd" and "crazy".
But from his ashen face, it was not difficult to see how panicked and scared he was at the moment.
"There is a way to let us know the truth quickly," Allen suggested.
Albert looked at his dear brother with a gentle expression.
"I have already obtained Sirius Black's memory. As long as I get Peter's and compare the two, the truth will naturally be revealed," Allen said.
"He may not cooperate, and it will be very difficult to extract the memory.
Albert did not deny that this was a good idea. But with Aura standing here, no one would be able to successfully extract the memory of an adult wizard when the other party was on guard.
Although Lloyd was experienced, in terms of strength, he might not even be as good as Soran.
"I can do it, and I will definitely not take sides. Even if I don't succeed, I can still make truth-telling serum. "
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