A magical journey that begins at Hogwarts

If you answer well, then I will…”

"You're going to let me go?"

“How could that be?” Aaron shook his head. “Even if I agreed, they wouldn’t agree.”

Good answer, and I can make your death easier.

"Since you're loyal to Voldemort, why didn't you kill Harry Potter?"

Little Starfleet trembled; the name of Voldemort was too intimidating to him.

"Because, because I am innocent."

Aaron laughed even harder. "I'll give you another chance to rephrase your words."

“Alright! To be honest, although I’m innocent, I’m scared!” Little Petr said nervously. “I sent Sirius to Azkaban, and Mysterio’s men will definitely try every means to get revenge on me.”

Therefore, I must protect Harry Potter; only he, the wizard who defeated Vader, can stand against him.

Upon hearing this, Aaron raised an eyebrow; he had never seen such a shameless person before.

"Professor Snape, you should have some truth serum in your office, right?"

“I don’t have that stuff in my office, and it might take some time to prepare,” Snape said thoughtfully.

“Never mind then.” Aaron waved his hand and pointed his wand at Pettigrew’s chest. “Like I said before, I’m pretty good at the Cruciatus Curse.”

Little Pettigrew's expression changed drastically. "You, you can't..."

"Heart-breaking and bone-cutting!"

"Ah ah ah..."

Little Pettigrew fell to the ground with a piercing scream. His body convulsed, and his face contorted into a hideous grimace.

Everyone watched this scene with complicated expressions, but no one called for it to stop. In fact, they all felt a sense of satisfaction, thinking that this was how traitors should be treated.

"Stop! I... I'll talk!" Little Pettigrew screamed, enduring immense pain.

Aaron dispelled the spell and carefully helped him up. "If you had been this sensible earlier, you wouldn't have suffered this pain."

Here's a piece of advice: don't lie.

"I wouldn't dare," Pettigrew stammered. "It's true, I won't harm Harry Potter, because of James and Lily..."

Before Little Star could explain, Aaron rolled his eyes impatiently, "Heart-crushing!"

Another piercing scream rang out. Just as Little Star was about to lose consciousness, Aaron stopped casting the spell, looking at him with a sneer, "Now can you tell the truth?"

Little Pettigrew nodded shakily, "Because of Dumbledore, he is the person the Man Who Diesel fears most. I wouldn't dare to kill someone under his nose."

“More than that!” Sirius sneered. “The reason you chose a wizarding family is so that you can listen to the news. Nobody will be wary of a poor rat.”

Once you're certain that Voldemort has made a comeback and become the ruler again, you'll hand over the last member of the Potter family. At that point, no one will blame you for causing Voldemort to lose his powers and disappear for twelve years.

On the contrary, you will become the biggest contributor.

"Impressive." Aaron exclaimed, giving a thumbs up. At least he couldn't have survived to this extent; they had even prepared the chips for a comeback.

Little Pettigrew opened his mouth, as if to say something, but then found himself speechless.

His eyes darted around, then he knelt down and crawled to Harry's side. "Harry, James won't let me die."

Your father will spare me, he'll spare my life.

"How dare you speak to Harry?" Sirius Black roared.

Little Pettigrew immediately changed targets, crawling up to Ron. "Ron, I'm your pet, your good pet, your good mouse. You wouldn't let them kill me, would you?"

Ron immediately moved his leg away, preventing him from touching him.

The thought of raising such a person for twelve years makes him feel disgusted, and the thought of him letting him sleep in the bed makes him want to vomit.

Pettigrew turned around, staggered towards Hermione, tears of grievance streaming down his face, "Smart girl..."

"I advise you to stay away from her," Aaron said calmly. "It's one thing to be ugly, but to be ugly and still offend people's eyes is just ungrateful."

Severus shuddered, placing his last hope on Snape. He tugged at Snape's robes, "Severus, you have to save me. You hate Sirius and Lupin, don't you?"

"Yes, but I don't like you either."

“No, Severus!” Little Pettigrew cried out, “You must save me, we…”

"Hmm?" Snape gave him a cold look. "You'd better not talk nonsense."

Aaron's heart skipped a beat. He went straight up and slapped him twice, then punched him so hard that he broke two of his front teeth. "Mr. Black, Professor Lupin, I think you should be happy to avenge your best friend!"

“Of course,” Sirius affirmed, then walked up to Ron, took the wand from his hand, and said, “I’ll borrow it for a bit, and return it to you after I kill him.”

Lupin and Sirius simultaneously pointed their wands at Pettigrew. "You should have known, Peter."

"If Voldemort doesn't kill you, we will."

“No!” Harry suddenly shouted, “You can’t kill him.”

“Harry,” Lupin exclaimed in surprise, “this person is…”

“I know what he is, take him to the castle.”

Let the Dementors deal with him, and he can go to Azkaban.

"Thank you, child." Little Pettigrew felt as if he had been granted a pardon. For him, living was the most important thing, and it didn't matter how he lived.

Moreover, his case is particularly complicated, and it won't be easy to get it through. He might even find a chance to escape!

“There’s no need for that,” Aaron chuckled. “If you want to prove Blake’s innocence, a corpse will do the same thing.”

Pettigrew: ...

Are you a devil? You won't give me a single chance?

“But the living are more convincing than the dead,” Harry said. “My dad wouldn’t want them both to be murderers.”

Sirius and Lupin exchanged a glance and reluctantly put down their wands.

“Harry, you have the right to make this decision,” Sirius said in a deep voice, “but he really doesn’t.”

"That's why we sent him to Azkaban; it's a place more suitable for someone like him."

“Professor, the truth is out.” Aaron shrugged at Snape. “You’re the best person here to handle this ridiculous miscarriage of justice.”

“Gaius, next time you have something to say, just say it directly. There’s no need to beat around the bush,” Snape said calmly, then stood up from his chair. “Tie them up and hand them over to Dumbledore.”

Chapter 323 The Thrill of Revenge, Werewolf Transformation

“Them?” Harry frowned. “Professor Snape, you mean Sirius Black also…”

“Not just him,” Snape interrupted Harry, pointing his wand at Lupin. “There’s him too.”

“But they are innocent, you know the truth,” Harry said, somewhat annoyed, seriously suspecting that Snape was settling a personal score.

Upon hearing this, Snape seemed to have heard a funny joke, and the corners of his mouth involuntarily curled up. "Mr. Potter, I said you might not be convinced, so let's find someone else."

Miss Granger, the know-it-all, could you please tell Potter whether they should be tied up?

If you say it's wrong, then I won't tie them up.

"I, I..." Hermione stammered, looking particularly embarrassed.

“Is it that difficult?” Ron asked, puzzled. “They certainly shouldn’t be tied up.”

“Idiot.” Aaron rolled his eyes. “A wanted criminal who hasn’t been exonerated yet, spent twelve years in Azkaban, and the first thing he thinks about after he gets out is killing people.”

"I'll tell you the harsh truth you don't want to hear: Sirius's mental state is very unstable right now. What if he casts a spell on Little Pettigrew on his way back?"

"No way!"

Aaron scoffed, "Think about whether your leg hurts before you say that."

Ron: ......

"And what about Professor Lupin?"

"He betrayed Dumbledore's trust, knowing full well that Sirius would use Animagus to infiltrate Hogwarts, yet he failed to report it."

That alone, I think, is enough.

"Do you understand now, Potter?" Snape looked at him with a half-smile. "Actually, I should have tied you up too. Do you know how much effort Hogwarts and the Ministry of Magic went to protect you for going out on your own? You don't value your own life at all!"

Harry hesitated, glancing at Lupin and Sirius with a hint of helplessness in his eyes.

“It’s alright, Harry.” Lupin smiled easily. “My purpose in coming to Hogwarts to teach is to protect you, and there are some things I’ve kept from you for too long, it’s time to tell Dumbledore.”

“I don’t care,” Sirius said. “Snape is absolutely capable of settling personal scores.”

Snape ignored him. "Lupin, you're okay with tying Peter up, right?"

"I can't ask for it."

Lupin's wand shot out a thin rope that wrapped around Pettigrew tightly, even gagging him.

"Peter, if you dare to transform, I'll kill you."

“Very good.” Snape clapped his hands in satisfaction, conjured ropes to bind Sirius’s hands, and then planned to give Lupin the same treatment.

"Wait a mininute."

"You have no right to bargain."

“I know, but Ron needs treatment right now,” Lupin said. “Setting bones is a bit difficult for me, but I can do simple things.”

Snape hesitated for a moment, then said, "Hurry up."

Lupin walked up to Ron, used a simple spell to bandage his injured leg, and carefully helped him up.

"It doesn't hurt much anymore," Ron said with a smile. "Thank you, Professor."

"You'll need someone to help you. Once you get back to the castle, you'd better see Madam Pomfrey."

“It’s time to go, Lupin,” Snape reminded him.

Lupin sighed and very consciously put his hands together, allowing Snape to tie him up.

On the way back, Peter Pettigrew walked in the middle of the secret passage, with Sirius Black and Lupin standing on his left and right sides respectively to prevent him from suddenly escaping.

Behind the three men, Snape's smile never stopped; Aaron was his second-in-command, escorting prisoners.