Ani did not disturb Blake's memory of the past and prepared to leave with Peter first.
He could naturally see what Peter had just gone through, and he would have to hand this guy over to the Ministry of Magic later as evidence to restore Sirius' reputation. If nothing was done, it might become another kind of evidence.
The Unforgivable Curse is not allowed to be used, at least on the surface.
The shackles that imprisoned Peter were made by Ani and handed over to Sirius. While blocking the magic power, it would also block the surrounding space together. Let alone turning into a mouse, even if Voldemort helped him prepare other back-ups, it would be difficult to escape.
Just looking at Peter's current state, he doesn't have the strength to escape even after taking off the shackles.
It just so happened that if you wanted to apparate away, you had to turn off the space shielding function of the shackles first. Although Aini was confident that he could control Peter, it was always good to save some trouble.
"It was he who forced Peter. Peter was afraid, and Peter didn't want to..."
Peter lay on the ground looking at the sky without focus, repeating the same words over and over like a repeater.
Obviously, it was difficult for Peter to recover from the successive Cruciatus Curses.
Ani estimates that, with Madam Pomfrey's treatment, this state will last until noon tomorrow.
But what happened next was beyond the expectations of a certain great wizard.
"Well……"
After Aini unlocked the blockade, a dark breath surged from Peter's chest and spread quickly.
Within a few seconds, black and gray lines began to appear on the man's exposed skin.
As his aura faded, Peter's eyes became more alert. He wanted to reach out and grab Sirius, but he couldn't lift his arm at all. He could only utter some babbles when his throat was surging, and he was almost losing all his energy.
He couldn't do more.
So when Sirius heard the movement and looked over, all the message Peter could convey to this old childhood friend was a complicated look in his eyes and silver tears falling silently.
Then, the negative energy exploded, and Peter and the clothes on his body quickly deteriorated, and soon there was only a handful of dust left on the spot.
And as the wisps of black smoke drifted away, even the dust disappeared.
Sirius stared blankly, standing there in a daze, not moving for a long time.
it's over?
it's over!
it's over?
Finish……
The evening breeze worked tirelessly to pick off the leaves, and then slowly dropped them to the ground, doing it over and over again, never getting tired of it. Sirius also kept asking the same question in his mind, and then filled in the same answer himself.
From that night in 1981... no, it should be from the time they met on the Hogwarts Express in 1971 to now, more than twenty years later, the story of Moonface, Wormtail, Padfoot and Prongs will also continue.
Draw an end.
A perfect circle cannot be drawn.
The prongs were gone, and the wormtail that had sunk the prongs was gone.
The suspicion back then had already created a gap between Moony Face and Bigfoot. Coupled with the different lives over the years, maybe their friendship can continue, but they will never be able to return to the past.
Sirius stroked the marks on the tree, the palms of his fingers were rubbed red, and the hot tingling feeling mixed with the bitter wine in his heart was so heady.
He closed his eyes, but did not dare to exert too much force, fearing that the weakness in his heart would fall away.
Reluctant to part with something because it is rare, and weak because of reluctance to part with it.
But it ends after all...
"Pa~"
A hand that was not very generous patted Sirius on the shoulder.
"It seems that Voldemort has no intention of letting him live at all, but things will be a little troublesome later on. I'm afraid you won't be able to enter Hogwarts to visit Harry openly before the holidays."
At some point, Aini was already standing beside him.
Without bothering to reply, Blake used all his acting skills to imitate a big sneeze. After taking out a handkerchief and wiping his face, he turned around and showed Ani a smile as if he was reborn.
it's over?
No, it's not over yet.
James' story is over, Potter's story is not yet.
There will also be Harry, and there will be So-and-so Lupin, and So-and-so Black. What they will interpret is not only a new story, but also a continuation of the old story...
…
This time, it did not go beyond the expectations of a certain great wizard.
Because they failed to capture Peter alive, many wizards were at odds with the Ministry of Magic for a long time.
After returning to Hogwarts that day, Ani, Dumbledore and others found something in Peter's luggage.
Many black magic materials,
Most of them should be used to hide the breath of Voldemort's snake body. There were similar things in Quirrell's luggage before.
A notebook with pockets.
A special method is needed to see the hidden page, which contains a summary of clues to find the Torch, as well as other scattered and disorganized essays - but there is nothing about the Dark Lord.
It's somewhat useful, but not very useful. These alone can't prove Sirius's innocence.
Without the last thing, Sirius could only live in the shadows like the original track.
Peter's tears carried the truth of the incident that year. It was with this memory that he had the possibility to argue with the Ministry of Magic without being directly denied.
Everything becomes rare when it comes to purity. Who has ever seen a pure good person or a pure bad person?
What did Peter think of when he was crying? What did he want to say?
No one knows, and no one will know anymore.
The price of Voldemort's transfer was to erase all traces of Peter except for information.
Maybe Peter's mood was complicated at that time, or maybe Peter was calm at that time.
No way of knowing.
Or like when Sirius got the Teardrop of Memory, it seemed so complicated and so calm that even he couldn't figure it out.
There is also no way of knowing.
But when he mentioned Fudge, Sirius knew that he couldn't calm down in his heart, and just wanted to cover his fake face with his forty-something feet.
With such a clear memory and the endorsement of two influential wizards, Fudge still mobilized his followers to deny it.
Especially that Umbridge, I have never seen such a shameless person.
It has been delayed for more than a month, but the re-examination has not really started.
If it were in the past, Sirius would have been too lazy to pay attention to these trolls. As long as he wanted to, no matter how the Ministry of Magic responded, he could live a prosperous life.
But now the dark star of the Black family has new goals and beliefs.
He wants to restore his reputation.
He wants to stand in the sun.
He, Sirius Black, was born in a family named for darkness, but he wanted to be the brightest guardian star above his godson.