Hermione, let's start the revolution at Hogwarts

As the only student who survived the disaster, Hermione had to be responsible for carrying the things.

She helped her friends out of the classroom, and it was not until they returned to the common room, when Snape was unable to suddenly pop out from a random corner, that they burst out with anger, and their words condemning Snape were mixed with all kinds of curses.

"I'm going to curse him in Professor Trelawney's Divination class!" Lavender shouted angrily.

"Yeah, he just let me sit there and watch you get bullied." Hermione tried to comfort.

"Yes, what's even more disgusting is that he actually let you..." Lavender's voice suddenly stopped, and she blinked and looked at the other person, "My dear, you have taken advantage of me, so stop being a good kid."

"But compared to these, I think Snape's lectures are pretty good." She changed the subject.

At least they knew the habits of werewolves.

Some black-and-white views are harsh, but the important thing is that apart from those, there are still many things that can be summarized in one class, some of which are even more detailed than what is written in the book - for example, the werewolf's fighting method is mainly biting.

It can be seen that Professor Snape has quite a lot of insights in dealing with werewolves.

"I'm also very interested in that magic." Hermione imitated Snape's gestures, "the magic that acts directly on objects... the dark magic similar to the Cutting Curse. I wonder if he will teach us."

"Yeah, I guarantee that if we learn it, he'll let me use it on Harry first." Ron rubbed his reset shoulder and sneered.

"Since I'm used to Nietzsche's way of speaking, you can question Professor Snape, but you can't question his ability." Hermione put her hands on her waist, "After all, he is indeed a bit weird sometimes."

When it comes to scolding Snape, even Ravenclaw, who is the best at sarcasm, has to give up the throne.

"If there is a ranking among the freaks, Snape would definitely be ranked 'Snape'." Harry was already quite sharp-tongued, not to mention that he was deeply influenced by the Weasley twins. "The second one is 'Draco'..."

"No, no, no, Draco Malfoy is ranked first on the 'most annoying ranking'." Neville corrected on the side.

The topic that Hermione had just changed was pulled back by them.

"But there's a gap of more than a hundred pages between werewolves and hinkypunk, and there's a whole class of XXX-level and XXXX-level dark creatures that haven't been mentioned yet." She hugged the heavy book, and changed the subject again in disbelief.

This is easy to make people think deeply.

But Gryffindor, who was in a rage, would not think too much about it.

"Who knows, maybe Snape just wants to laugh at us. Maybe when he teaches others tomorrow, he will be Hinkpunk, Kaba, or Snow Monster..."

"What if he teaches this class to Slytherin tomorrow, maybe?"

"Then he is just a twisted psychopath who gets pleasure from torturing his students... Oh, I heard this from a Muggle wizard in Ravenclaw, and it fits Snape very well," Neville interrupted.

Hermione sighed helplessly, changed her clothes, and stood up from the stove.

"You guys can just keep scolding me here, I'm going to the library."

"Really? Don't you usually start doing your homework at this time?" Parvati pretended to be nonchalant and lowered her head to decorate her scratched nails.

"Because I'm not sleepy lately!"

They looked at Hermione's back in unusual silence, until she crawled out of the hole in the portrait, then they started talking again.

But then again, Harry always talked about the match between Gryffindor and Hufflepuff and complained about Cedric and Cho Zhang, which made them think of something very important.

Ron was the first to raise his hand: "If the final is between Gryffindor and Slytherin, I bet on us to win."

Volume 1: Chapter 174: Nietzsche's Secret Life

During Gryffindor's class, Nietzsche was taken to the headmaster's office.

As soon as he entered the door, the phoenix Fawkes flew over from the principal's desk. Nietzsche raised his arms in surprise. He had never expected a phoenix to welcome him so much... But sadly, Fawkes just passed him by.

It landed firmly on Grindelwald's arm.

"You really haven't changed at all. Tell me, how many times have you died?" Grindelwald teased Fawkes's beak.

Nietzsche put down his arms awkwardly, muttering viciously in his heart: Maybe Dumbledore needs to equip his phoenix with a pair of half-moon glasses.

This is the difference. It is better to raise a pet by yourself. At least his own Norwegian Ridgeback will definitely bump into him. Smaug is good in every way except that he is a little stupid. However, the stupider he is, the more loyal he is and the easier he is to control. Nietzsche likes this.

"Has Sirius Black been located?" Dumbledore cleared his throat and called Fawkes back.

"Yes." Nietzsche said coldly.

His tone made Dumbledore curious.

"The Dementors are creatures without any intelligence. They only want to complete the 'mission' issued by Fudge as soon as possible. They are now restraining their instinctive desires. If they continue, I am afraid that the wizarding residents will be killed."

The situation is very strange now. At the Ministry of Magic, Fudge insists that he can control the Dementors.

Therefore, for the sake of the wizards in Hogsmeade village, Dumbledore must hand over Sirius Black as soon as possible. Once the Dementors can't control their desires, they will attack the surrounding wizards or directly rush into the school.

After all, Azkaban at least has a fixed 'canteen'.

So Dumbledore crossed his fingers under his chin and told Nietzsche the reason for his anxiety.

"Blake was locked in a room." Nietzsche sat in his old seat and said selectively, "It was a credit to a... friend of mine. She didn't want Blake to be handed over by Professor Grendel immediately."

"Does Granger know about your inseparable 'friend'?" Grindelwald threatened sinisterly.

If it hadn't been inside Hogwarts Castle that night...

Things began to get out of Dumbledore's control. He frowned, looked at Nietzsche who was full of vigor and vitality in front of him, and felt a lot of fatigue in his heart for no reason - the other party's wings were becoming more and more powerful.

"What are you going to do with him?" Dumbledore sighed. "It's really a punishment to lock him up in my toilet room."

This is not a question, but an affirmation.

Since Sirius fell into Nietzsche's hands, he would definitely take the opportunity to do something.

"You know, I heard some things from him...about what happened twelve years ago." Nietzsche said casually, "For example, the witness was accused of being a criminal, but I am more curious about how long you plan to keep it secret from Harry."

His words hit Dumbledore on the head like a stick.

Obviously, Nietzsche knew a lot of things that happened twelve years ago, including the role played by Harry Potter's parents in the magical war. No wonder his expression was rather cold from the moment he entered the door.

The son of a hero, he had a slave-like childhood.

Nietzsche could accept it if Harry Potter had been calm beyond his age since childhood, as if he was carrying some great mission.

"It turns out that the Muggle's 'gas explosion' was just a spillover from the magical war!" Nietzsche said sarcastically.

He pulled out a bottle of truth serum from his pocket and placed it on the table.

It's not just the cover-up of humiliation, there's also the Potters... They died in a betrayal, and the root cause came from the prophecy that Voldemort completed on his own. What made him even more sad was that Harry Potter was like a TM toy.

Don't know anything!

They didn't even know that Sirius Black was a friend of the Potters.

"So you want a show trial? Another one?" said Dumbledore. "If Black is innocent, what's the evidence?"

Nietzsche opened his mouth and was about to add something, but when he saw Dumbledore's wise blue eyes, he suddenly changed his mind and Granger's reminder suddenly appeared in his mind.

That's right, he was the active party.

If Riddle were here, he would look at Dumbledore and say: Hypocrisy, there you go.

"If you don't mind, please allow me to transfer Gilderoy." Nietzsche paused and continued, "But the public trial I advocate is for everyone...including Harry Potter."

This includes Muggles.

If it is proven that Sirius Black was wrongly accused, it would mean a loophole in the law, which is Nietzsche's selfish desire.

And Gilderoy is too suitable for this kind of interrogation work.

There is another point, that is Dumbledore - if Sirius was sent by Dumbledore before his "rebellion", why did no one try to overturn the case from beginning to end?

Of course, he could understand, after all, Peter Pettigrew had been 'dead' for twelve years.

Stimulated by Nietzsche, Dumbledore could no longer suppress his emotions. He walked around the office like a child who was struggling to choose which flavor of ice cream to have, annoyed all the principals hanging on the wall.

"Since you care so much about whether Sirius was wronged, why don't you go and see for yourself?" Delis, who was a medical worker, was very gentle.

Dumbledore hesitated for a moment, and the dusty past in his mind surfaced again.

"Hey, Slytherin kid over there, come here." Headmaster Black stood up from his chair and said happily, "Take me down from the wall. I want to see the last remaining Black child."

Then, Nietzsche came to the corridor on the eighth floor holding the portrait of Principal Black.

He walked back and forth in front of the Room of Requirement three times, and then an iron door suddenly appeared on the wall, but Dumbledore stood at the door like a wooden stake, not moving at all.

"Are you scared?" Grindelwald saw something was wrong at a glance and comforted it while stroking the phoenix's tail feathers.

"I... I don't know." Dumbledore said dazedly, "In fact, I once believed that Black was innocent, but then that thought disappeared with Peter."

But Principal Blake sneered with disdain.

At his urging, Nietzsche helped the headmaster push open the door, and as the light poured in, the four of them soon saw Sirius Black, who was bound in chains.

The other person narrowed his cloudy grey eyes, and the moment he saw Dumbledore, he immediately turned his head away, trying his best to hide his face.

"At least now you can be sure that he doesn't hate you so much," said Nietzsche.

"Lift me up a little, I can't see anything... Great, the Black family is still alive." Principal Black said with a heavy nasal voice, "Black boy, turn your face around! Quickly!"

Dumbledore slowly walked closer, and Grindelwald quietly took his wand in his hand.

"Sirius..."

"Professor, you shouldn't have come." Blake bent over and buried his face in his knees.

In this Room of Requirement, the vicious criminal described in the newspapers now looked like a regretful child.

I felt so guilty that I didn't even want anyone to see my face.

"do you hate me?"

"Hate, but only hate."

Volume 1: Chapter 175 (Two-in-One) The Changed Timeline

If Sirius Black was captured by Grindelwald or other professors, he would definitely be handed over to the Dementors, allowing the Ministry of Magic to remove the pressure on Hogwarts and Hogsmeade.

But what puzzled Dumbledore was who snatched Sirius Black from Grindelwald? Who was helping Nietzsche? What happened back then?

"Black, you are the Secret Keeper of the Fidelius Charm."

Although Dumbledore once believed Sirius, he had to question him in the absence of evidence.

From beginning to end, those cloudy and sharp blue eyes never left the other person. Nietzsche just glanced at him and turned his head away. He couldn't stand the principal's penetrating eyes.

There was a bit of compassion in it.

"The Fidelius Charm is a kind of oath magic that can hide secrets in the body of a living person. Unless the secret keeper reveals the secret voluntarily, no one in the world can know..." Grindelwald explained to Nietzsche.

The concept of secrecy touches everything.

In other words, relying solely on subjective ideas, wizards can hide the things and objects they need to preserve, truly concealing the truth.

Twelve years ago, Dumbledore wanted to use this magic to protect the Potters - Dumbledore himself became the secret keeper because he was the person who least needed others to consider the issue of loyalty.

But Nietzsche whispered in confusion: "Principal Dumbledore is the safest person to keep secrets."

Sirius Black banged his head against the wall in pain and curled up into a ball. His crazy appearance made Headmaster Black sigh.

"Look at what the Dementors have done to people..." he said distressedly.

"No, I was the secret keeper back then. The Death Eaters and Voldemort knew very well that I was the biggest threat, and James thought...that it was shameful not to trust friends." Dumbledore said.

In other words, the principal can be the keeper of two secrets at the same time, but this "zero risk" is only temporary.

The Fidelius Charm will connect Secret A and Secret B at the same time because of Dumbledore, the secret keeper.

Once Dumbledore dies, the person who knows secret A will also become the keeper of secret B. Therefore, the risk to the Potters will increase exponentially after Dumbledore's death.

"Wait, if you were the secret keeper, you could have just hidden it secretly back then." Grindelwald said with his eyes wide open.

"But who will deal with Voldemort?" Nietzsche shook his head. "In the entire wizarding world, only Headmaster Dumbledore can stand in direct confrontation. He is destined to go to the front line of the wizarding war."

So, the Potters' accident is just a microcosm of the wizarding world.

Everyone rushed to take the blame on themselves, and arrogantly felt that they were protecting and pitying Harry Potter.

"You didn't lie. I once believed that you would never betray James and Lily, but... I need an explanation from you about the secret keeper." Dumbledore's eyes flashed and his tone became much more relaxed.

He seemed to have seen something.

Nietzsche took the principal's change in mind and frowned a few times.

He guessed that Dumbledore had used some magic to detect Sirius again, and this thought made him defensive... not specifically against the headmaster, but against other wizards.

What if one day he just says a few words to someone and his thoughts are seen through?