Harry Potter and The Invincible Bookworm

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“Mr. Black.” Aaron said suddenly.

Black was startled when someone called him that, and stared at Aaron as if he had never seen anyone like him.

Even the two Auror stared at Aaron.

“Hand over Pettigrew, you know what it means?” Aaron said as he walked around a bush, “You are free.”

“I won’t forget…” Sirius said solemnly, but was interrupted by Aaron before he could finish.

“I know who you are, what I want to say is, think about Harry.” Aaron reminded.

“As far as I know, you are his godfather. In the event of an accident to his parents, as a guardian, you can bring Harry a better life.” Aaron said quickly.

“And Harry, he must be happy to leave that home that is not friendly to him.”

Aaron looked towards Black, and for the first time found that Black’s haggard face had a real smile for the first time.

The changes it brought about were startling, as if someone ten years younger than him flashed out from behind the skinny mask.

In an instant, Aaron could see that he was the really handsome guy who was popular in Hogwarts when he was young.

Black made nodded heavily.

After that, they didn’t speak any more and walked out of Hogwarts.

Just after leaving Hogwarts, Albert and the others immediately Disapparation and came to the Ministry of Magic.

Albert motioned to Aaron and Professor Snape to follow him, and Lloyd followed behind them with his arms folded.

Dardanian and several other Auror escorted Sirius and Pettigrew to leave.

Albert didn’t stop and walked hurriedly, taking Aaron and the others on the elevator to the door of the minister’s office.

Albert knocked on the door politely, and when they got permission, they walked in and found that Mr. Harris was sitting on the chair opposite the minister’s desk, smiling at them.

Aaron’s heart couldn’t help but a warm current burst out, and a very warm smile bloomed.

The current Ministry of Magic Cornelius • Fudge, wearing the pinstripe cloak he usually wears, stood up and shook hands with Professor Snape politely.

Then, his gaze fell on Aaron, a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Although he was smiling, Aaron knew at a glance that a rainstorm was gestating in the minister’s mind.

“You are Aaron, what a young talent!” Fudge showed his white teeth and looked extremely friendly.

“Thank you, Minister.” Aaron responded gently and politely.

This made Fudge really start to appreciate it. Few youngsters had such a calm and generous performance in contact with him, Ministry of Magic.

“Sirius and Peter are what you found, right?” Fudge’s expression also eased.

Aaron nodded, before he could say more, he was interrupted by a sudden knock on the door.

A middle-aged wizard with short gray hair that was combed without a mess came in. His complexion was extremely serious, and people knew at first sight that this was a wizard who was not good to talk.

He Wei Wei and Professor Snape nodded, his eyes stopped for a moment on Aaron.

Aaron was not afraid, staring firmly at him, and in the end, it was Crouch who looked away.

“Minister, I have something important to discuss with you.” Crouch said bluntly, without a smile on his face.

Fudge frowned. “Albert, you first take Professor Snape and Aaron to the common room next door to sit down.”

Aaron obediently followed Albert and left.

This is a very large common room. Professor Snape casually sat on a chair, his eyes vacant, his expression uncertain, and he obviously had no desire to talk to Aaron.

Aaron simply found a chair and sat down, flipping the “Daily Prophet” on the table, but listening to the movement next door.

Aaron’s keen sense of hearing allows him to learn about the conversation full of blade light and sword shadows in the next room.

“I heard that the Aurors caught Black who was at large and Peter who had been dead for many years?” It was Crouch’s voice, without any emotional fluctuations.

“Mr. Crouch’s news is really good, and we just captured them.” Fudge’s tone was mixed with a hint of dissatisfaction.

“I think Sirius should be invested in Azkaban immediately. As for the Pettigrew, it is likely to be a counterfeit, and we need to verify whether it has hit Black’s Confundus Charm.” Crouch said.

“I think our Auror has enough ability to judge whether a person is awake or a spell.” Fudge was hard to come by in front of Crouch, and he felt very happy in his heart.

“Moreover, I ask the Magic Law Committee to try this case again, and I will invite Wizengamot members to attend.”

“Well, then I also request that if the trial finally proves that Sirius Black is guilty, then the detractor must be tried.” Crouch’s voice became cold.

“Trial the slanderer?” Fudge asked puzzled?

“I have reason to believe that this is a slander of my personal image. No matter what the final result is, I will be labeled as a hasty decision.” Crouch’s tone contained a trace of unnoticeable anger.

“Pettigrew is still alive, this is an undeniable fact, do you want to deny all this?” Fudge accelerated his speech.

“Who told you such a beautiful story, Minister?” Crouch seemed to control his emotions and asked calmly.

“Mr. Crouch, this is not a story. I have a responsibility to inform the Minister of the truth that I discovered.” Mr. Harris’ voice sounded.

“Is this a Christmas gift from you to the minister?” Crouch joked calmly, not funny.

“Then I will give you a word as a gift.” Crouch paused, “TimeoDanaosetdonaferentes.”

The room next door quieted down suddenly, and Aaron could have predicted that Fudge must have looked at each other in blank dismay with Mr. Harris, feeling confused.

Because this is a Latin sentence, meaning: beware of enemies who give you gifts.

It’s really interesting. Did Crouch tell Fudge to watch out for Mr. Harris, or watch out for him?

Or, is this Crouch’s challenge to Fudge?

The corners of Aaron’s lips lifted an inexplicable smile.

After a moment of silence, Mr. Crouch said goodbye and left the minister’s office.

Aaron could only hear a low, fuzzy conversation. Obviously, Mr. Harris and Fudge were discussing in a low voice.

After a while, Mr. Harris pushed open the door of this common room and walked in.

“Professor Snape, it’s nice to meet you, even in such a scene.” Mr. Harris politely greeted Professor Snape first.

The conversation was very polite, and it was no different from the parents of ordinary students when they saw the school Teacher.