Hogwarts starts with stealing power.

“What good would it do to refuse him?” Peter Pettigrew gasped. “What good would it do to fight the most evil monster in history?”

Everyone glared angrily at Peter Pettigrew. If everyone chose to submit and live a life of ignominy out of fear of power, nothing would change.

Only by bravely standing up to overthrow them can we drive away the terrifying things and build a better world.

Blake roared, "What good will it do? We're doing this to save innocent lives, Peter! If we don't fight, the world will only get worse. We have to stand up!"

"He will kill me, Sirius! You don't understand! He threatens me day and night with his wand, he appears in my dreams, he whispers terrible spells in my ear!"

If I don't do as he says, he'll kill me, I'll die! Nothing is more terrifying than death!

Blake roared, "Death is better than betraying your friends! We'd do the same for you!"

Black and Lupin stood side by side, raising their wands together.

Even Snape, unusually, did not stop it this time, looking at Peter Pettigrew with disdain.

Lupin calmly said, "You should understand that if Voldemort hadn't killed you, we would have. Goodbye, Peter."

The young wizards' hearts skipped a beat.

Ron and Hermione couldn't help but close their eyes.

Even though Peter Pettigrew was guilty of heinous crimes, they still didn't want to see him killed by the wand.

Only Harry glared at Peter Pettigrew with hatred in his eyes—

This is the enemy who killed his parents with his own hands, and indirectly caused their deaths!

If he could, he would rather kill him with his own hands.

It was at this moment that Snape, who had been immersed in his emotions, finally came to his senses. As Black and Lupin's spells were aimed at Peter Pettigrew, Snape also raised his wand and the two spells clashed back at each other.

Peter Pettigrew was trembling; he could no longer speak.

He thought he was about to die, but he was saved by someone else, who turned out to be Severus, whom he had never placed any hope in!
“You mustn’t kill him,” Snape said in a hoarse voice, emphasizing again, “You mustn’t kill him.”

Both Blake and Lupin were greatly shocked.

Black roared, "Severus, let's settle our score between ourselves. Don't drag Peter into this. That kind of man deserves to die! This villain caused Harry to lose his parents; he's the real traitor!"

"Such a filthy, groveling bastard, no one would pity him if he died. Did you hear what he just said? He'd betray everyone to save his own life!"

Snape took a deep breath. "I understand, I know, but he can't just die like this. I'm going to hand him over to the Dementors, then hand him over to the Ministry of Magic for interrogation, to squeeze every last bit of value out of him, and then lock him up in Azkaban."

He looked coldly at Peter Pettigrew: "It's too good for a man like him to die. He should suffer for all eternity."

Peter Pettigrew said gratefully, "Thank you, Severus, you've shown me mercy, thank you..."

Snape looked at him with disgust. "I didn't do this for you!"

Black and Lupin still held their wands, remaining silent, their eyes fixed on Harry. In their eyes, Harry was the one with the most authority to make the decision.

Harry's eyes, which had been clouded by hatred, regained a sliver of clarity. After a long while, he spoke in a strained voice, "Send him to Azkaban."

“I did this because it suddenly occurred to me that my dad wouldn’t want his best friend to kill someone, especially someone like Peter.”

Blake and Lupin exchanged a glance.

Black said, "Harry, you are the only one with the right to make that decision, and if that's what you want, I respect that."

Black was imprisoned in the inhumane Azkaban for 12 years because Peter Pettigrew was framed, and he could only escape the Dementors and absorb their emotions by turning into a dog.

Those imprisoned in Azkaban have all gone mad, and he was on the verge of madness himself. If even he could choose to put aside his grudges for Harry, what couldn't Lupin do?

“Very well, Harry, move aside,” Lupin said.

Harry hesitated, but Lupin continued, "I'm going to tie him up, no other meaning than that, I swear."

Compared to Lupin, Sirius, along with Harry and Lin Xia, focused more on Peter and Snape.

She could sense that Snape also disliked Peter Pettigrew, though there was no direct confrontation between them.

When he heard Lupin's words, his wand twitched slightly, as if he were thinking, but he ultimately made no move.

Perhaps at that moment, he believed Lupin's words and wouldn't do anything to Peter Pettigrew.

Lupin appeared much calmer than Blake was.

But this calmness reveals that his hatred for Peter is deeply buried, and once it erupts, it will be a terrifying catastrophe.

Lin Xia didn't know if others could notice, but she could tell that Lu Ping had been restraining himself.

Lupin's wand shot out a ribbon, and in no time, Peter Pettigrew was tied up, his mouth stuffed with something, and he was writhing on the floor.

Blake roared, "Peter, if you transform, I'll kill you right now!"

His wand was pointed at Peter Pettigrew, the threat clearly visible.

"Do you agree, Harry?"

Harry looked down at the writhing thing on the floor and nodded.

Peter Pettigrew could see his nod.

Snape then said, "Lupin, Peter Pettigrew is for me."

He suddenly thought of something, and a look of disgust flashed in his eyes. "And your identity, I think you must be in a real bind right now, trying to explain to others why you're a werewolf, and why werewolves can infiltrate Hogwarts!"

At the crucial moment, Lin Xia spoke up, "I can pretend I don't know anything, Professor."

The other young wizards nodded as if waking from a dream, "Yes, yes! We can also pretend we don't know anything."

Seeing this, a smile flashed across Lupin's eyes: "Severus, it seems I can continue to serve at Hogwarts, so you don't need to worry about that."

Snape's lips twitched violently, and in a fit of rage, he manipulated his wand, pointing it at Peter Pettigrew.

The next second, another ribbon shot out from his wand, binding Peter Pettigrew even tighter.

I thought it would be difficult to go back to the surface from underground.

But when Snape wrapped Peter Pettigrew up again, making him look like a mummy with only a small opening for him to breathe through his nose, they were dragging him forward.

Along the way, they encountered many bumpy pebbles, and Peter Pettigrew's mouth was covered, so he could only let out muffled groans.

In the end, he didn't even let out a groan.

Lin Xia guessed that he must have fainted from being too nervous, rather than from being in too much pain, which was impossible.

He has a very high pain tolerance; he's the type to scare himself to death, but he's unlikely to faint from pain.

Inside the tunnel, Blake seemed to have been holding it in for a long time, and was finally able to breathe and speak openly, appearing quite talkative.

He asked Harry quietly, though it wasn't exactly quietly; it was more like an open question that everyone could hear.

"Do you know what it means to hand over Peter Pettigrew?"

Harry said, "I know you're free."

“Yes,” Sirius said. “I don’t know if anyone has ever told you that I am your godfather.”

Harry replied, "I know."

The atmosphere was somber, but his voice was light and cheerful, putting everyone at ease.

Having resolved a major issue, everyone was both exhausted and excited, and if possible, they would like to go out for a get-together.

Oh, provided they don't see Snape's sullen face.

He remained cold and silent throughout, his expression sour, as if someone owed him millions of Galleons. "Harry, your parents have appointed me as your guardian," Black said hesitantly, "...if anything untoward happens to them..."

Harry's eyes were bright. As he continued, was what he meant the same thing he was thinking?

"Well, I was thinking, if you'd like to continue living with your aunt and uncle, I would understand."

Blake said, "Well, I still need to think about it some more. Once I'm restored to my reputation, if you want a different home..."

Harry couldn't help but smile. He felt dizzy, as if a sudden, overwhelming joy had struck his entire mind and body.

It made his stomach feel like it was churning violently, as if some kind of explosion had occurred, which made him very happy and extremely pleased.

"You mean—living with you?" He was so excited that he didn't even realize when his head accidentally bumped into a protruding rock on the top of the tunnel.

"Leave the Dursleys?"

“Of course, but I don’t think you’d be willing,” Blake said quickly. “I understand, I just wish I were—”

Harry, who was initially too excited to speak, widened his eyes upon hearing Sirius's words and said in a hoarse voice, "Are you crazy?"

He became like Blake, struggling to speak, and quickly growled:

"Of course I want to leave the Dursleys! Do you have a house? When can I move in?"

Blake was taken aback, looking at him in disbelief. "You're willing? You're serious?"

Harry nodded frantically, unsure how to express his joy and his overwhelming willingness.

When he needed to express his emotions, he found his language pale and powerless.

What he really wanted to do was rush into Blake's arms and give him a hug.

This gaunt man, this man who had suffered so much, his godfather in name only, the godfather he hadn't seen for 12 years... even he felt a pang of sympathy seeing him.

Hermione, caught up in the mood, smiled and said, "Black, you're asking a redundant question. Harry doesn't like the Dursleys. He'd love to stay at school every holiday, but Professor McGonagall won't allow it."

Lin Xia also said, "During holidays, because Harry is in Muggle and it's inconvenient for him to travel, we can't invite him out to play. If he stayed at your house, then holiday gatherings would be much easier."

Ron suddenly remembered something and said, "Summer vacation is almost here, why don't we go on a trip together!"

A smile spread across Blake's thin face. It was a bright and genuine smile, one that no one had ever seen him smile like before.

Snape's act of pouring cold water on things at this moment seemed to be an attempt to assert his own presence.

“If only it were that easy, Harry. You have reasons why you have to stay with the Dursleys.”

Harry pressed on, "What's the reason? Every time I want to stay at school during the holidays, Professor McGonagall won't allow it and insists that I go home, but I clearly see that when other students apply, the professor approves them."

Snape fell silent again and did not speak.

Harry had never hated him so much for not speaking.

He would rather have that mouth spewing venomous words than remain silent like this.

Lin Xia suddenly said, "Harry, calm down. You have a godfather now, you're not alone anymore. Mr. Black has many stains on his record that need to be cleansed by the living Peter Pettigrew."

Only after the truth of what happened back then is revealed to the public and everyone understands everything can he appear before you openly and honestly.

When they reached the ground, it was even darker outside than when they had come in, with the only light coming from the windows of the distant castle.

They didn't say a word, but acted silently.

Peter Pettigrew had somehow regained consciousness and was breathing heavily, sometimes letting out a whimper.

Harry was still immersed in great joy, so happy that his head seemed to be ringing with tinnitus.

He was about to leave the Dursleys and live with his parents' best friend, Black...

I'm so happy, almost unreal.

He was terrified that it was all a dream, a dream he never wanted to wake up from.

Lin Xia seemed to sense something and looked up at the dark clouds in the sky.

A ray of light was faintly hidden behind the dark cloud, and she felt that the cloud was getting lighter and lighter, as if it were still moving.

She suddenly spoke up, "Professor, today is the 15th, right? Haven't you taken the wolfsbane medicine yet?"

Snape and Lupin's expressions changed slightly. Lupin was about to say something when, just then, the cloud in the sky really did drift away.

The moon appeared before everyone, and a blurry shadow suddenly appeared on the ground.

Bathed in the moonlight, they all stopped in their tracks, watching as Lu Ping began to stiffen and then his limbs started to tremble.

Hermione's eyes widened, and she screamed, "Oh God, yes! He didn't take his medicine tonight, he's not safe, run!"

Blake also shouted in a low voice, "Run! Now!"

Everyone panicked and backed away, even Snape.

No one wants to face a werewolf who transforms on the night of a full moon, loses his mind, and becomes a beast.

But Lin Xia didn't back down, and neither did Harry.

Harry didn't back out because Black didn't, and he didn't want to.

Lin Xia didn't back down because she had a solution.

She turned abruptly to Snape, who was also running. "Professor, you must have brought the wolfsbane potion with you, right? Throw it to me."

Snape stopped abruptly, turned to look at Lin Xia, his gaze full of meaning and complex emotions.

In just a moment, all the emotions inside vanished.

Reluctantly, Snape took out the Wolfsbane Potion from his Seamless Retractable Ring and tossed it to Lin Xia. Only after he had thrown it did his words drift on the wind.

"It's no use, he's already started to transform, and the wolfsbane potion has no effect on a werewolf that has already transformed."

From throwing things to speaking, the entire process took less than two seconds. Lupin began to transform into a werewolf, but he hadn't fully succeeded yet.

Lin Xia took the potion and quickly ran to Lupin's side. Black pushed Harry's chest, urging him to run and that he would handle it.

boom! ! !
A loud bang was heard, accompanied by a sickening cracking sound of bones.

Everyone turned to look, and Lupin, who had completely transformed into a werewolf, was knocked to the ground by this heavy blow.

This……

Lin Xia, without changing her expression, pinched the werewolf's mouth shut and poured the wolfsbane potion into it.

Lupin, who was in a coma, was finally free from the fear of the strange, bitter taste of the wolfsbane medicine that made his tongue numb.

One bottle wasn't enough to be safe, so Lin Xia poured in another bottle, and then another one.

While everyone's attention was drawn to Lin Xia, they did not notice that the ropes binding Peter had quietly loosened.

Peter Pettigrew silently transformed into a mouse and easily escaped.

By the time they realized all this, it was too late.

Lin Xia was the first to notice this scene. He only had time to take out a bottle of potion from his ring and throw it accurately at Peter.

Just as the potion was about to be thrown, the stopper popped out, and the dark red, blood-like liquid splashed onto Peter without causing him any harm.

Peter Pettigrew escaped quickly. (End of Chapter)