"It has nothing to do with you!" she replied angrily.
"Pretending to be mysterious~" Ron said dissatisfiedly
"Malfoy went to class today?" Betty looked at Malfoy, who was surrounded by Slytherin students. His hands were bandaged, his arms were hanging, and he had a proud smile on his face, like a warrior returning with glory.
"Hmph! Disgusting guy, he was cured a long time ago and kept pretending. Harry and I had to do a whole class of work for him." Ron said angrily.
"Ivy, Malfoy is just pretending! He wants Hagrid to be expelled!" Hermione also said sharply.
"I will solve it. If he likes to pretend, let him pretend. Don't worry about him. By the way - I heard that someone saw Black not far from Hogwarts. Do you know?" Ivy started chatting.
"I know, we also discussed it in class. However, Malfoy seems to know about Black, and he has been encouraging me to seek revenge from Black," Harry said.
"He is harming you!" Hermione said excitedly. "I found out during the Care of Magical Creatures class. When you successfully tamed Buckbeak, he, Crabbe and Goyle all looked disappointed.
I wish you would die!"
"Don't say it in such a scary way, okay? It's not that serious." Ron was startled by her statement.
"What did you say!" Hermione turned her head sharply, her eyes wide and bloodshot.
"Hermione, you haven't had any rest lately, okay?" Betty brought her a glass of juice.
"Too much homework-" After the excitement, Hermione felt a little sluggish.
"It seems that I still didn't listen to what I said last time." Even though Hermione is usually very smart, Ivy knows that she is a very stubborn person who cannot listen to others' advice.
"Hermione, if you continue in this state, your body will collapse sooner or later. Then the gains will outweigh the losses." Betty was still very concerned about Hermione.
"I know, I've already thought about it. Divination and Muggle Studies classes won't be available next week." Hermione said weakly, lying on the table.
"You also know how to give up? It's really rare." It was such a long paragraph that Ron only understood the last sentence, but this did not prevent him from teasing Hermione.
Fortunately, Hermione didn't have the energy to argue with him and just gave him a disdainful look.
Betty wanted to continue saying something, but Ivy stopped her with his eyes, "Do it little by little, don't be in a hurry."
"Harry, you just said that Malfoy also knows about Black, right?" Ivy changed the subject in time.
"That's right." Harry was sure that Malfoy must know these things.
"Is this strange? According to our inference, there is another hidden reason why Black betrayed your parents. He should not be a Death Eater. Lucius, who was once a Death Eater, would not know this, but Malfoy
The reaction doesn’t seem to be the same.”
"Strange?" Ron didn't think so. "That's right! It means Black is a Death Eater and the culprit who betrayed Harry's parents. Your previous guesses were all wrong."
"Don't jump to conclusions too quickly," Ivy said. "Even if Black is not a Death Eater, it doesn't stop them from deliberately saying this to seduce us. Now, the most important thing is to find out what Malfoy knows. Death eaters like this
There may be some secret information about the disciple’s backbone family.”
"What should we do? Use Polyjuice Potion again?" Harry asked.
"It's too much trouble, I'll do it myself" Ivey stood up
"What do you want to do?" said Ron
"Ask him directly"
Ivy came to the Slytherin table, which was filled with Slytherin students.
Strange to say, there are no separate tables or houses during daily meals. People like Ivy and Harry usually sit together to eat. But Slytherin is different. No matter when they eat, they will only stay there.
If there is a table, people from other colleges will never sit there.
Coming behind Malfoy
"I'll tell Mr. Snape when I get back that I'll make a complicated potion tomorrow. At that time, everyone can appreciate the red-haired Potters and the Weasleys working hard."
"Good plan~" Ivy leaned down and hugged Malfoy from behind.
"Uh-" Malfoy's excited expression froze, and he recognized who the voice was. Then a drop of cold sweat slipped from his forehead, and his mouth trembled a little. "You-you, what do you want to do?"
The friends who were originally laughing and chatting around him quickly sat up straight, with serious faces and did not dare to express their anger.
"Come and take care of my dear schoolmate," Ivy said casually. He tapped Malfoy's injured arm twice. "It's not healed yet? I remember Madam Pomfrey said it'll be fine in an hour. Is it possible - is there really an internal injury?"
"
"Ha - it's done - okay, I just wanted to be on the safe side so I didn't dismantle it. Well - thank you." Malfoy smiled very reluctantly on his sweaty face.
"It's too foreign. We are all friends, and we should help each other, right?"
"Yes, yes!"
"I just said I saw the right person. Look, what a coincidence, I just have a question that I want you to help answer. How about - let's go out and chat."
"Go out? Say goodbye. I haven't done anything bad recently. Just ask here."
"That's fine, as long as you don't mind. I just want to know about Sirius Black and your family-"
"Pfft——! Ahem——! So what, why don't we go outside and talk." Malfoy was just about to take a drink of water to calm down, when he sprayed Pansy across from him in the face. He didn't even bother to pretend to be injured, the two of them
An arm was waving frantically.
"Okay, it's up to you. I'm easy to talk to." Ivy walked out of the restaurant with Malfoy in her arms.
The two walked through the corridor and came to the stairwell on the second floor.
"What exactly do you want to ask?"
"You know about Blake, right?" Ivey handed him a glass of fruit wine and made a toast gesture.
"Humph - you're asking for Potter, right?" When Harry was mentioned, Malfoy became inexplicably arrogant. He raised the glass and took a sip. It tasted good, but he still frowned, "Is this wine?
"
"Harry told me that you encouraged him to find Black. Why? Do you know the inside story?" Ignoring him, Ivy continued to ask
"He should be grateful that I didn't tell him!" Malfoy took another swig arrogantly. "Otherwise, he would have gone to Black and been killed. Just like his parents."
"Stop talking nonsense and answer my questions."
"Okay, I also heard what my father said. Black betrayed Potter's parents and revealed their hiding place, which led to them being found and killed by the Dark Lord." After Malfoy finished speaking, he drank the remaining fruit wine in one gulp.
.
"Do you want to send me away with just one sentence?"
"But that's all I know - hiccup - I also asked my father for specific details, but he refused to tell me. He also asked me to find an opportunity to reveal the news to Potter." Malfoy drank.
Hiccup, starting to feel a little drunk.
"Is Black a Death Eater?"
"Definitely"
"What did your father tell you?"
"He didn't say it. But isn't it obvious?"
"Why did Black take such a big risk to come to Hogwarts? The Ministry of Magic already knows what happened to him. There is no point in trying to silence Harry now. He can just fly away."
"Father said he wanted revenge, because it was Potter who caused the Dark Lord's downfall." Malfoy's eyes were wandering, and he was unsteady on his feet. Half of his body was leaning against the wall. "By the way, when my mother heard this,
Very dissatisfied, she quarreled with her father, saying that Black was not a Death Eater and should not slander him."
"Your mother knew Blake?"
"Actually, my mother and Blake are cousins. I would also like to call Blake my uncle. I heard from my mother that they had a good relationship when they were young."
"Is there anything else?"
"No, that's all I know." Malfoy's expression gradually began to break down.
"Very good, I'm very satisfied with your answer. In exchange, if something happens to you in the future, I'll protect you from death." Ivey said with a smile.
"What did you say? How could I have an accident~" Malfoy was so dizzy that he didn't know if he heard clearly.
"That's best. Bye, I'm leaving."
Back to the restaurant
"How's it going? Have you figured it out?" Ron was even more anxious than Harry.
"Part of it." Ivy calmly took a sip of water.
"Speak quickly, don't show off," Betty urged.
"I'm basically sure now that it wasn't Black who betrayed your parents." Ivy looked at Harry
"What exactly did you ask about?" Harry said solemnly.
"First, Malfoy does know about Black and your parents, and it was Lucius who instructed him to give you the news so that you can kill each other. But he didn't tell Malfoy the inside story."
"Second, Malfoy's mother is also from the Black family, and she and Black are cousins. When Lucius said that Black came to you to avenge Voldemort, she made it clear that Black was not a Death Eater."
"So, Black has no reason to betray your parents. And Lucius obviously knows that Black is innocent. He just wants you to fight."
Everyone was silent
"Since it's not Black, then the person who leaked the secret is-" After a long time, Harry spoke
"It's most likely Peter Pettigrew. I guess the identity of Black's secret keeper was deliberately released as a cover. The real secret keeper is actually Peter. And in order to make Black's false identity credible enough, the truth is probably only the four of them.
People know.”
"Then is Peter dead or alive now?" Ron held Scabbers hard with his left hand, and Scabbers struggled more fiercely than ever.
Ivy glanced at Ron and then at the mouse in his hand. Hermione opposite him also had the same reaction.
"I don't know either, but there is a clue I mentioned before."
"That newspaper," Harry still remembered.
"Yes, Blake read that newspaper the day before he escaped from prison. He must have discovered something from it before he escaped desperately. Unsurprisingly, it was a clue about Peter Pettigrew." Ivy said, paying attention.
Scabbers' actions "Only this true leaker can make Sirius, who has been in prison for twelve years, so crazy"
After listening to his words, Banban bit Ron's finger. Ron let go in pain, and Banban took the opportunity to run out of the restaurant.