Chapter 100: The illusion of burial

Speaking of it, Maca remembered about Sirius Blake's unjust imprisonment. But once the results are known, it is naturally easier to query the data and reverse the course of the event than to analyze from scratch.
However, the professors almost completely distrusted Maca's argument.
Among them, Hager's response was the most intense.
"I've met him!" Hagrid exclaimed, "I must be the last one to see him before that happens!"
"After those people were killed, I rescued Harry from James and Lily's house! He was in the ruins of that house ... poor little thing, and a long wound on his forehead And his parents are dead ... "
"It was then that Sirius Black appeared and rode on his usual flying motorcycle! I haven't been able to figure out what he was doing there-I don't know if he is a confidential person for James and Lily."
"I thought he heard the news that the mysterious man was attacking. He went there to help his good friend! He was pale and shivering ..."
Speaking of this, Hagrid growled suddenly, "Do you know what I did? I consoled the murderer traitor!"
"Hagrid, don't!" Said Professor McGonagall, "slow down!"
"Oh-sorry, Maka, I'm not angry with you," Hagrid struck Maka's shoulder with his thick arm. "You are too young to understand that good and bad people are sometimes difficult to distinguish. Be clear-I was wrong! "
"But at the time, how did I know he wasn't sad for Lily and James-he cares about mysterious people!" Hagrid said frustratedly, "then he said," Give me Harry, Hagrid, I am His godfather, I will take care of him-- '. "
"Ha! But Dumbledore ordered me, so I said to Black," No, Dumbledore said Harry should go to his aunt and uncle. "Of course, Black didn't agree, but I kept insisting, and finally he gave in— —He told me to ride Harry on his motorcycle. "
‘" ‘I do n’t need this motorcycle anymore’, I remember very well, he said so!

"At that time I should have known something suspicious inside. He loved that motorcycle. What did he give me? Why didn't he need that motorcycle anymore? In fact, this is too easy to understand-Deng Bu Lido knows that he used to be a secret to the Potters! Black knew he was going to flee that night, and knew that the Ministry would not hunt him for a few hours! "
"But what if I gave Harry to him? I bet he would throw Harry off the motorcycle halfway into the sea! The son of his best friend!"
At this point, Hagrid bowed her head in distress, and took a long drink to stop talking.
A long silence for everyone.
After a while, Ms. Rosmerta couldn't help it, and she asked again, "So, what is that daring faithful curse?"
"That is a very esoteric spell," Makar explained. "The principle involves the soul and the contract, and may even be ..."
Having said that, Macarton paused, and then continued: "Well, in short, it is to hide a secret in the soul of a living person with magic. This secret is hidden in the selected person, which is 'confidentiality' People's heart. As long as the confidential person refuses to disclose, others will never know what this secret is to hide. "
At this time, Professor Flitwick replied: "Yes, as long as the confidential person refuses to speak, the mysterious person searches the village where the Potters and the couple have lived for many years, and I will never reach them-even if he is outside the glass of their couple's living room. I could not find my nose flattened by the window! "
Marka couldn't help but glance at Flivi.
I couldn't see, Flivi might even be a professor of divination—Voldemort's nose really flattened afterwards!
Ms. Rosmerta was very happy that she knew so many secrets, and she couldn't help but consolation: "But he didn't find a way to hide, did he? The Ministry arrested him the next day!"
"Oh, it would be nice if we caught him," Fudge said painfully. "It wasn't us who found him. It was Peter the little dwarf, and that was another of Potter's friends. He must have been mad--he Knowing that Black was once a confidential person for the Potters, he went after Black himself. "
"Little dwarf Peter ... the fat little boy, the one who has been following them at Hogwarts?" Rosemerta asked.
"He admired Potter and Black as heroes," said Professor McGonagall. "If he was smart, he was never their group, and I was always very fierce to him. You can imagine when I know--"
声音 Her voice sounded as if she had a cold.
"In fact, to say that he is a confidential person and that he is a betrayal of the Potters, I cannot believe it." Professor McGonagall said with red eyes. "That little guy has always been so timid. maybe--"
"Yeah! He was brave once, but just once--" Hagrid echoed, suddenly sobbing suddenly.
"Well, Milleva," Fudge said comfortably, "Little dwarf Peter is a hero! The witnesses at the time-I mean Muggles on that street, we naturally erased their memory afterwards- They described how the little dwarf Peter pushed Black to the Jedi. Peter sobbed and said, 'Lily and James ... Sirius! How can you do that!' Then he took the wand-of course, Black Much faster than him, Peter was blown into pieces! "
Professor McGonagall blew his nose and said excitedly, "Stupid boy, silly boy ... he is always terrible when fighting duels! The Ministry of Magic should do it ..."
"I tell you, if I caught Black before the little dwarf Peter, I don't need any wand-I would break his limbs one by one!" Growled Hagrid.
"You don't know what you're talking about, Hagrid!" Fudge said sharply, "Only the magic law enforcement team's trained striker may be able to defeat Black when he hasn't reached the limit! I was magic then Deputy Minister of Disaster, I was the first to arrive at the scene after Black killed so many people. I—I will never forget that scene. "
"Sometimes I dreamed and dreamed! A large pit in the middle of the street was so deep that it broke the sewer pipes below-corpses were everywhere! Muggles were screaming, and Black stood there laughing, Peter Dwarf The wreckage was in front of him. The pile of blood-stained robes and not many— "
"Oh ... not a lot of pieces ..."
Fuji suddenly shut his mouth, followed by the sound of five people blowing their noses.
Maca looked at them, and he blinked, not knowing whether he needed to cooperate or something.
In fact, his purpose has already been achieved.
Makaben had no intention of persuading them. All his words were told to Black outside the window. When he saw the window glass move, he knew that today's plan was completely completed.
现在 Now, he only needs to drink the sweet, greasy butter beer, and then leave here normally, and nothing more.
大 When the adults planned to get up and leave, Maca sent them an invitation to participate in the open-air party tonight.
Whether it is to bless the graduates or to protect the students from being disturbed by the dementors, at least, the professors are willing to attend the party.
Even even Magic Minister Fudge agreed to Maca to show his face at the party!
As the tavern's door was opened, and another snowflake was drawn into the house, they all came out of three brooms. After Maca said goodbye to them, they left in the other direction.
As he walked down the alley next to Maca, Black was hiding in the shadows, his eyes fixed on Maca, wondering what he was thinking.
Uh ...
Harry didn't know exactly how he got back to the honey duke's cellar, how he got into the tunnel and entered the castle again.
清楚 What he knew was that the return journey didn't seem to take much time, and he hardly noticed what he was doing, because his mind was full of the things he had just heard.
Why didn't anyone tell him? Dumbledore, Hagrid, Mr. Weasley, Connelly Fudge ... and even Maca! They all knew that his parents were betrayed and killed by his best friend!
But why didn't anyone tell him this?
Ron and Hermione followed Harry all the way back to Hogwarts because they were worried about Harry ~ EbookFREE.me ~, they watched Harry uneasily, but did not know what to say.
It was only during dinner that Ron and Hermione discovered that the students who ate in the hall today are a bit sparse-many people went to the open-air party held in Maca.
After a meal, Harry quietly went to the empty dormitory and walked towards his bedside table.
把 He pushed the book aside, and soon found what he was looking for—a leather album, which Hager gave him two years ago. It contained magical photos of his parents.
坐在 He sat on the bed, pulled the curtains around the bed, and started flipping through the album page by page until ...
He stopped on the photo of his parents' wedding day. His dad beckoned to him with a smile on his face, and his messy black hair, inherited by Harry, stood up in all directions.
妈妈 There is also a mother in the picture, and the cheeks are filled with joy because of happiness. She stood side by side with her father, and ... that must be him, their best man!
Harry had never thought of him before.
If he didn't know it was the same person, he would never guess that the person in this old photo was Black.
His face is not as sunken and yellow as the Ministry of Justice notice, he is handsome and grinning.
Was he already working for Voldemort when this picture was taken? Is he already planning to kill the two people around him? He knows he has to face 12 years of Azkaban life. Does it make him 12 years unrecognizable?
Harry closed the album with a "snap" and reached into the bedside table.