Hogwarts doesn't need a savior

"We actually gave him the Order of Merlin, First Class. What a huge mistake!"

His roar made old Batty, who was already gloomy, even more embarrassed, because he was the one who pushed for the posthumous award of the Order of Merlin, First Class, in order to cover up the news about his son.

But he said nothing, and couldn't say anything. He just looked at Fudge and Dumbledore behind him expressionlessly.

"Since there are mistakes, they should be corrected in a timely manner, such as Blake." Lynn said in a deep voice, "This will also allow us to better seize the time and move forward, right, Minister?"

"Black...Yes! Black!" Fudge seemed to have found a backer, full of energy, "We must make up for the negative impact of this incident on him as soon as possible, we need to clarify it, and we need to give him compensation - Amelia, does the Execution Department have specific requirements in this regard?"

"Of course, Minister. I will strictly follow the rules." Amelia Bones took out a magic phone and recorded everything Fudge had just said. "I'll do it when I get back."

"Also, Cornelius, the Dementors around the school should be removed now." Dumbledore said slowly, "Our students and friends in Hogsmeade are already a little tired of these difficult guests."

"Of course, they will be back in Azkaban soon, and the Azkaban Authority will pick them up."

Seeing that the matter was about to be smoothed over and having found the most suitable person to take the blame, Fudge's pretended anger suddenly disappeared by half.

"We should take this criminal away now and put him in a special cell at the Ministry of Magic! Then send Black to St. Mungo's. He is really miserable... huh?"

Halfway through his speech, he saw Sirius, who looked very good despite being in a deep sleep, and his original emotion suddenly stopped flowing.

Compared to Sirius, Peter looked even more miserable, with a bald patch on his left side, dirty and gray skin, and an obviously sickly thin body.

"Black should go to St. Mungo's for a checkup as well. As for Pettigrew...even if we have to give him a Dementor's kiss - the fate he deserves - it has to be after a fair trial."

Fudge said righteously, glancing at the lonely old Barty from the corner of his eye.

Batty also did not react to this obvious attack.

Having been demoted to the International Exchange Department, he actually had nothing to lose. The worst that could happen was that he would continue to be demoted. He didn't care about losing the qualification to compete for the ministerial position.

His indifference or rather obedience pleased Fudge, giving him a sense of authority, especially since Lynn and Dumbledore did not express any objection.

Now he had the illusion that everything was under his control, and the gloom on his face disappeared.

He said loudly: "Thank you! Thank you everyone for helping us catch the criminal. I want to thank you on behalf of the Ministry of Magic! If possible, I would like to invite you, especially Harry, to attend the trial of this shameful villain. But now I have to take them away, please excuse me."

"I understand how you feel, Cornelius. Perhaps our Professor Lupin would be happy to accompany his schoolmate to St. Mungo's for a physical examination. Lynn, I think we can remove the magic on Sirius now? If you have no other questions." Dumbledore said softly.

His attitude was friendlier than towards anyone else, and his words were filled with a rare and obviously superior level of respect.

"With pleasure, Headmaster."

Lynn smiled and pulled out her wand, tapping it lightly on Sirius' forehead.

As everyone watched, star-like points of light sprinkled down and seeped into Sirius' body, dispelling the original magic and allowing the light of reason to reappear in his slowly opening eyes.

"…It seems that our [interrogation] is over. Can I kill this scum now and avenge James and Lily?"

The cold gaze fell squarely on Fudge who was just a few feet away.

The minister, who was not very courageous to begin with, trembled all over.

Chapter 315 is just the beginning

Sirius' wish was not fulfilled in the end - he himself knew it long ago, it was just to scare Fudge as Lynn had arranged in advance, nothing more.

Under the heavy escort of Aurors and strikers, he was sent to St. Mungo's Hospital together with Peter Pettigrew, who was also tied up and unconscious.

Although they were both injured, they were treated completely differently.

Peter Pettigrew was placed in a ward that was comparable to a prison cell, guarded by an Auror and three strikers 24 hours a day.

Sirius was sent to the intensive care unit after a brief period of surveillance. The Department of Magical Law Enforcement had largely cleared him of suspicion after obtaining confessions from several witnesses and conducting a surprise interrogation of the extremely mentally weak Pettigrew.

However, since the official verdict has not yet been announced, the rigorous Amelia still arranged for special people to take turns to protect him.

This is also another nicer way of saying surveillance.

Sirius didn't take it to heart, he just enjoyed the long-lost freedom and the company of old friends.

Of course, more importantly, he recognized his godson again in the spacious ward.

This joy made him temporarily ignore the hatred and the slight distress that came from not being completely relieved of his suspicion.

Only two of the former four-member group of predators remain, but this is the best outcome so far.

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Outside Hogwarts Castle in the evening.

"Thanks to you, I really got to see a good show today." Newt looked at Lynn, who was seeing him off alone, with a mischievous look on his face. "You were involved in this whole thing, right?"

"Hmm?" Lin En looked innocent. "I don't understand what you mean. What does this have to do with me?"

"Play dumb."

"I'm not pretending, I'm really confused."

"You... I won't tell Albus." Newt sighed helplessly and amusedly, "You two are born to be together and plot against each other, but I think his attitude towards you seems to have changed subtly."

"I want to be a good teacher." Lynn's eyes were intriguing. "I'll leave Buckbeak's matter to you. I'm sure you can handle it, right?"

"Of course, I don't like Malfoy either." Newt followed suit, "That family all reeks of money."

"I agree, so take this. It will definitely be useful when the time comes."

Lynn took out a square white metal box and handed it to Newt, along with a piece of parchment covered with words and signed by Dumbledore.

"This is... Wow! You are really prepared!" After taking a quick look, Newt discovered the secret. "You still say that there is no trace of you in these things? Now I can save myself the trouble."

"Don't talk nonsense. I'm just delivering a message for our principal."

Lynn said in a serious tone, earning Newt's disdainful look of "I don't know you yet".

But he had no intention of arguing with Lin En, and waved his hand casually: "That's it, I hope you can be present at the hearing - I'm afraid Hagrid can't handle it alone."

After that, Newt walked straight towards Hogsmeade, his steps still brisk - before going home, he was going to have a couple of drinks with his old friends, this was a rare opportunity.

Retired people always live a more relaxed life.

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In the castle, Hermione and Ron sat in the common room looking at each other in awkward silence.

The series of events that happened during the day were a bit too exciting for the two young people.

Two illegal Animagus, the Order of Merlin winner and the Azkaban fugitive's identity reversal - Harry even has a real godfather.

Moreover, after this battle, the truth about "Scabbers' death" was revealed in the face of reality, and Ron was a little embarrassed.

Fortunately, the embarrassment did not last long, because Percy and his twin brothers soon came to the rescue.

Thanks to the twins' jokes, the atmosphere quickly returned to harmony - and then the topic turned to gossip about Peter Pettigrew. Having put in a lot of effort, they also wanted to know what interesting things had happened today.

It was a great relief for both of them to know the truth before Doris.

After a burst of chattering, Percy, an excellent student who followed the rules, was naturally quite dissatisfied, but he didn't say much. He just reminded them to be careful in the future and went outside.

He also has to find Professor McGonagall to receive follow-up tasks, which is the responsibility of the Student Union President.

After he left, Fred and George immediately became more energetic than before, and excitedly took out two metal balls that had completely changed in appearance from their arms.

"Hermione, come and see our new achievements!"

"You'll be shocked, and little Ronnie too!"

"You...did you tear down another one?"

Hermione blinked and a muscle next to her lip twitched slightly and unconsciously.

She vaguely felt that when the professor finished his work and knew about this, the expression on his face would probably be quite interesting.

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It’s hard to say how Lin En would react after knowing this, but he is indeed a little unhappy now.

Snape had cornered him in his office.

After figuring out the whole story, Snape gritted his teeth and wished he could turn into a bat and bite Lin to death and suck his blood.

Of course Lin En would not admit it, and he performed Tai Chi so skillfully that the old bat could not find any flaws.

After several fruitless struggles, Snape stopped being angry and stared at him coldly: "You schemed against me, Eric. I will remember this, as well as Lupin and Black."

"I suggest you calm down, Snape." Lynn picked up the coffee cup nonchalantly. "I have no reason to plot against you. If I had the time and energy, why wouldn't I plot against that annoying old man Dumbledore?"

Although you are just as annoying... He wisely kept this sentence in his heart and didn't say it out loud, although the words he said were enough to hurt him.

As soon as these words came out, Snape felt like he had been punched. He couldn't retaliate, so he could only take a deep breath and sneered: "You always pretend to be a moral saint."

"It's just about finding the truth. My friends and I are always fair and square when it comes to revenge. There's no need for any calculations. This is the biggest difference between you and me."

Lynn's words were pointed and made Snape feel continuously offended, which was a situation that Snape, who was good at quarreling - or making people unhappy - rarely had to face.

But he had no way to refute it, because since school days, this has almost been Lin En's code of conduct - if things can be solved openly, he will never retaliate secretly, and the worst that can happen is that he will be put in solitary confinement for it.

Both his group and James's group had suffered this most direct beating, even though they were several years older than Lynn and had studied for several more years.

This obviously evoked painful memories for Snape, who had originally intended to take action to accuse him. His face turned pale and blue, and he was speechless. He could only leave in shame, thinking in his heart how to take revenge on Lupin, who was obviously involved in this matter.

But these little calculations have nothing to do with Lynn.

The curse of the Defense Against the Dark Arts class had progressed so deeply that it had even begun to affect Lupin's judgment, and revealing his werewolf identity was a manifestation of this reckless impulse.

only……

"If you want to make some information public, my advice is not to waste your energy, because Dumbledore will not allow you to teach this course, and you know it very well. Of course, it's up to you."

His words made Snape, who was about to push the door and leave, shudder all over, and then he rushed out at an even faster speed.

"I'm not that boring!"

It was not difficult to see that a certain Slytherin headmaster, who had been seen through from the inside out, was unwilling to stay for even a second longer.

Just as he rushed down the stairs at the corner, Dumbledore's figure appeared on the other side.

It was obvious that his target was also Lin En.

Bringing the events of Peter Pettigrew and Sirius Black to light was just a small beginning, like the prologue to a show.

He didn't know what the real highlight was, but the time had come to reveal the answer.

The planning that started on Halloween has finally come to fruition.

Chapter 316 Gaunt’s Old House

Peter Pettigrew's treatment at St. Mungo's was going well.

He had been in a deep coma for a long time, and neither treatment nor Legilimency could revive him.

The long and boring wait would make people feel bored and inevitably slack off, even for well-trained Aurors and strikers.

Time passed day by day until the night of Valentine's Day.

They were all young men in their twenties and thirties. The Aurors might be okay, but the strikers seemed restless.

Anyway, Peter Pettigrew was lying in bed like a dead man, and the daily routine treatment and examination were over. With nothing to do, they simply gathered together to play wizard chess, chatting animatedly.

And just where they didn't notice, Peter Pettigrew quietly opened his watery eyes, looked at the ceiling with a wooden expression, his eyeballs moved slightly, and the arms that were tightly tied to his body trembled slightly.

Faint magic power emanated from the surface of the body, condensing into simple yet effective magic.

When the healer who was on duty came to the ward again, the Aurors and strikers sitting around the table had fallen asleep on the floor. Heavy shouts were heard, and the criminal on the bed had disappeared without a trace.

The next moment, a sharp alarm sounded, and the entire St. Mungo's, and even the entire wizarding world in London, took action.

This is destined to be a not-so-sweet Valentine's Day.

Amid the chaos, Amanda, who was working in the next ward, touched the badge hidden inside her robe, and the hexagram glowed faintly.

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At the same time, in Birmingham, Lynn and Euphemia, who had just finished dinner, changed into their going-out robes.

Noticing the movement of the badge, Euphemia said, "Amanda's done."

"Go to Hogwarts and call Dumbledore over. You can tell him the exact location now." Lynn finally straightened his scarf and kissed his girlfriend on the cheek. "I'll go first. Don't come over. That thing is not safe. Wait until I come back."

Before he finished speaking, the turbulence of space swept in, bringing his body to Great Hangleton hundreds of kilometers away - an ordinary Muggle village that was full of specialness because of the existence of the Gaunt family and the Dark Lord.