Chapter 277
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"Mr. Blake," Allen suddenly said.
Blake was shocked when he heard someone call him that. He stared at Allen as if he had never seen someone like him before.
Even the two Aura stared at Allen.
"Hand over Pettigrew. Do you know what that means?" Alan said as he walked around a bush. "You're free."
"I won't forget …" Sirius said in a low voice. But before he could finish, he was interrupted by Allen.
"I know what you are like. What I want to say is, think about Harry," Allen reminded him.
"As far as I know, you are his godfather. In the case of his parents' accident, as his guardian, you can give Harry a better life," Allen said quickly.
"And Harry will be happy to leave the family that is not friendly to him."
Allen looked at Blake. For the first time, he saw Blake's haggard face smile for the first time.
The change it brought was shocking. It was as if a person ten years younger than him had appeared from behind the thin mask.
In an instant, Allen could tell that he was the handsome guy who was popular in the Hogwarts when he was young.
Blake nodded heavily.
After that, they did not speak again until they walked out of the Hogwarts.
As soon as they left the Hogwarts, Albert and the rest instantly teleported to the Ministry of Magic.
Albert signaled Allen and Professor Snape to follow him. Lloyd folded his arms and followed behind them.
Dardanian and the other Aura escorted Sirius and Pettigrew away.
Albert did not stop. He hurriedly took Allen and the rest to the elevator and went directly to the door of the minister's office.
Albert politely knocked on the door. After getting permission, they walked in and found Mr. Harris sitting in the chair opposite the minister's desk, smiling at them.
Allen could not help but feel a warm current in his heart. He also smiled warmly.
The current minister of the Ministry of Magic, Connelly Foggy, was in his foggy shape. Foggy, in his usual pinstriped cloak, stood up and politely shook hands with Professor Snape.
Then, he looked at Allen and smiled faintly.
Although he was smiling, Allen could tell at a glance that a storm was brewing in the minister's mind.
"You must be Allen. What a young talent!" Foggy showed his white teeth and looked very friendly.
"Thank you, Minister." Alan responded politely, neither servile nor overbearing.
This made Foggy admire him. Very few young people could be so calm and generous when interacting with him, the minister of the Ministry of Magic.
"You're the one who found Sirius and Peter, right?" Foggy's expression also softened.
Allen nodded. Before he could say anything, he was interrupted by a sudden knock on the door.
A middle-aged male adept with neatly combed short gray hair walked in. His expression was very serious. It was obvious at a glance that this was a male adept who was not easy to talk to.
He nodded slightly at Professor Snape and his gaze rested on Allen for a moment.
Allen was not afraid and looked back at him with a firm gaze. In the end, it was Crouch who looked away.
"Minister, I have something important to discuss with you," Crouch said with a straight face. There was not a trace of a smile on his face.
Foggy frowned. "Albert, take Professor Snape and Allen to the lounge next door."
Allen left with Albert obediently.
This was a very spacious lounge. Professor Snape sat casually on a chair. His gaze was distant and his expression was uncertain. He obviously had no desire to talk to Allen.
Allen also found a chair and sat down. He casually flipped through the 'Daily Prophet' on the table, but his ears were listening to the movements next door.
Allen's sharp hearing allowed him to hear the conversation next door that was full of daggers and swords.
"I heard that the Aura caught the fugitive Blake and the long-dead Peter?" It was Crouch's voice, without any emotional fluctuations.
"Mr. Crouch's information is really up-to-date. We just caught them." Foggy's tone was mixed with a trace of dissatisfaction.
"I think we should immediately send Sirius to Azkaban. As for that Shorty, it's very likely that he's a fake. We need to verify whether or not he's under Blake's Confusion Curse, "Crouch said.
"I think our Aura has enough ability to judge whether a person is awake or under the curse." Foggy was rarely unyielding in front of Crouch. He felt very carefree.
"Furthermore, I request that the Law of Magic Committee retrial this case, and I will invite the members of Wesengamo to attend."
"Alright, then I also request that if the trial proves that Sirius Black is guilty, then the slanderer must be tried." Crouch's voice turned cold.
"Slanderer?" Foggy was confused.
"I have reason to believe that this is a smear on my personal image. No matter what the final result is, I will be labeled as someone who hastily concluded the case. "Crouch's tone contained a trace of imperceptible anger.
"Shorty is still alive. This is an undeniable fact. Are you going to deny all of this?" Foggy sped up his speech.
"Who told you such a beautiful story, minister?" Crouch seemed to have controlled his emotions and asked calmly.
"Mr. Crouch, this is not a story. I have the responsibility to inform the minister of the truth." Mr. Harris' voice sounded.
"Is this your Christmas gift to the minister?" Crouch calmly made a joke that was not funny.
"Then I'll give you a word as a gift." Crouch paused for a moment. "Timeo.
ferentes.”
The room next door suddenly quieted down. Allen could almost imagine that Foggy and Mr. Harris must be looking at each other in confusion.
Because this was a Latin sentence that meant: Beware of the enemy who gives you a gift.
Interesting. Is Crouch telling Foggy to beware of Mr. Harris, or him?
Or is this Crouch's declaration of challenge to Foggy?
Allen's lips curled into an ambiguous smile.
After a moment of silence, Mr. Crouch excused himself and left the minister's office.
Allen could only hear a low and indistinct conversation. Obviously, Mr. Harris and Foggy were discussing in a low voice.
After a while, Mr. Harris pushed open the door of the lounge and walked in.
"Professor Snape, it's nice to see you, even under such circumstances." Mr. Harris politely greeted Professor Snape.
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