HP Magic Biography

"Professor, Black is telling the truth. We saw Peter Pettigrew..."

"——Professor Lupin ran away when he became a werewolf..."

"——He is a rat..."

"——Peter Pettigrew’s front paw, I mean, finger, he cut his finger..."

"——Peter Pettigrew attacked Ron, not Sirius..."

But Dumbledore raised his hand to stop the endless explanations.

"Now it's your turn to listen. I beg you not to interrupt me, because time is running out." He said quietly, "There is no evidence to prove Black's story, except for your words-and two thirteen The words of the year-old wizard can’t convince anyone. Witnesses across the street swear that they saw Sirius Black killing Pettigrew Peter. I myself provided evidence to the Ministry that Sirius was the secret of the Potters. ."

"Professor Lupin can tell you..." Harry said, unable to control himself.

"Harry!" Fanlin said. He stopped Harry's irrational behavior. Dumbledore was right. No one would be persuaded by two thirteen-year-old wizards, plus he was the same. Three little wizards, even if they were replaced by three adults, it was a waste.

"Professor Lupin is in the depths of the Forbidden Forest and can't tell anyone anything. When he becomes a human again, it will be too late. Sirius' fate is worse than death. I may add one more sentence. Among us Most people do not trust werewolves, so his statement won’t have much weight—not to mention that he and Sirius are still old friends—"

Dumbledore explained that instead of looking at Harry, he turned his gaze to Fanlin.

"but--"

"Listen to me, Harry. It's too late, do you understand? You must understand that what Professor Snape said is far more convincing than ours." Fanlin said, he looked back at Dumbledore, he It seemed that he wanted to avoid Dumbledore's gaze, but this was not the answer. He had to face it sooner or later, so he had to look at Dumbledore.

"He hates Sirius," Hermione said desperately, "all because Sirius made stupid jokes on him..."

"Sirius did not act like an innocent man. The attack on the fat lady. Enter the Gryffindor Tower with a knife... Without Peter Pettigrew, whether it is alive or dead, we cannot overthrow the attack on Sirius. judgment."

Having said that, Fanlin seemed to have grasped something crucial. He kept playing back another person's memory in his mind, and there was a prop that could help him achieve what he said.

"You believe us, don't you!" Harry said, looking at Dumbledore.

"Yes, I believe you..." Dumbledore said calmly, "but I have no power to order others to see the truth or to overthrow the Minister of Magic..."

Harry stared at the serious face. I felt that the ground beneath my feet seemed to fall apart. He was accustomed to the idea that Dumbledore could solve any problem. He had counted on Dumbledore to come up with a solution to the problem out of thin air, but there was no... the last hope was dashed.

"What we need now," Dumbledore said slowly, his light blue eyes seeing Hermione from Harry, "It's more time."

"But..." Hermione started. Then her eyes opened round. "Oh!"

"Now, pay attention," Dumbledore said, his voice was low and clearly, "Sirius is locked in" Professor \Flitwick's room, the thirteenth window from the West Tower. If all goes well, you can save more than one innocent life tonight. But remember this, all three of you must remember. Must not be seen. Miss Granger, you know the law. You know what is dangerous...never—cannot—make it visible. "

"I think we don't need to know where Sirius is, Professor..." Fanlin said, "I think it would be better for Peter to come over this way!"

"Oh?" Dumbledore looked over again, his eyes seemed to want to penetrate Van Lin.

"But, Peter hasn't already..."

Harry looked at Fanlin a little confused, his brain circuit a bit unable to turn.

"But..." Hermione said, "We can't show up, as Professor Dumbledore said, it's dangerous, and it's against the law, and it's an Animagus ,we……"

"It's okay, Hermione!" Fanlin said, "I don't think there is a problem, trust me!"

"It looks like you're pretty sure!" Dumbledore said, he seemed to be thinking, while Harry looked at several people dumbfounded.

"Well..." Dumbledore seemed to have decided something. "I can let them go some...but..."

"Drink this so that you can recover." Dumbledore handed a bottle of light blue potion to Fanlin~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Without hesitation, Fanlin took the potion in one sip Drink it down.

Before Harry could tell how things were going, Dumbledore had already turned around and looked back when he reached the door. "I'm locking you here. It's—" He looked at his watch. "It's five minutes past midnight. Miss Granger, just turn three times. Good luck."

"Good luck?" Harry repeated, when the door behind Dumbledore closed. "Turn three times? What is he talking about? What should we do?"

Fanlin pulled Harry with his hand. Harry walked towards Hermione without knowing why. Harry was completely confused. He didn't know what he should do now.

Hermione pulled the gold chain completely out of her neck. Harry saw a small shiny gold timer hanging from the gold chain. "Here--" She wrapped the gold chain around his neck. "Are you ready?" she asked breathlessly. "What are we doing?" Harry said, completely confused.

"Now check the time!" Hermione said. She and Fanlin stretched out their wrists together.

"Harry!" Hermione yelled dissatisfiedly.

"Oh, good..." Harry hurriedly stretched out his wrist.

Hermione looked down at the time on her watch, "Now there are five minutes before midnight. We want to go as soon as possible."

When everyone aligned their watches, Hermione took out the golden pocket watch held in her palm.

Harry was a little curious. He stretched out his hand as if he wanted to touch the pocket watch, but Hermione unceremoniously patted Harry's hand aside.

Hermione turned the timer three times.

Fanlin held his breath, and when Hermione's hand was put down, Fanlin saw that the surrounding scenery was beginning to become blurred. It was originally dark, but after a few breaths, the sky outside the window turned into a sunset and then brightened. .

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