Chapter 251 Smart Fudge

As soon as Mike got up, he felt a strong sense of dizziness. At the same time, he felt as if his limbs had been soaked in ice water, so cold that he almost lost consciousness.

Mike knew that his face must be extremely pale now, so he stretched out his hand to Snape.

Although Mike was still locked and unable to speak at all, the meaning was already obvious.

Snape curled his lips, and when he saw that Mike looked like he might fall down again at any time, he reluctantly took out a bottle of black and purple potion and handed it to Mike.

The taste of this bottle of potion was very special. As soon as he took it into his mouth, Mike felt a stench exploding in his mouth.

If I had to describe it, the smell was similar to the shark jerky produced in Iceland. It was the kind of smell that stings the eyes in toilets in slums. It makes people instinctively want to vomit.

Mike strongly suspected that Snape was deliberately seeking revenge on him!

However, the effect of this bottle of potion is really indescribable. When Mike swallowed it while resisting the stench, it quickly turned into a warm current that spread throughout his body, making Mike originally weak from excessive blood loss. The body regained its vitality.

Blake and Lupine, who were still hanging in the distance, were relieved when they saw this. They actually didn't care too much about their next fate. For them, Mike, the child implicated by them, was the most important.

After Snape reapplied a restraining spell on Mike, he came to Black and Lupine again.

And the first thing he did next was waved his wand and used magic to pull off their pants!

Black's trousers looked extremely luxurious. They were made entirely of silk. Although Snape didn't recognize the brand printed on them, judging from the appearance and material alone, they should be a luxury item.

This made Snape very angry. He recalled Black's identity. The eldest son of the Black family was also the current sole heir!

At the same time, he also recalled the all-round bullying that Porter and Black, who were the rich second generation, had done to him since he was a teenager!

This made Snape very unhappy, so with an inconspicuous flick of his wand, Black's remaining pants disappeared.

Blake obviously couldn't bear to be humiliated like this in front of a junior like Mike. He struggled hard and kept yelling in anger from his mouth.

However, these roars sounded like the most beautiful music in the world to Snape. He excitedly rubbed his palms and came to Lupin's side.

Compared with Black, Lupine is obviously a more frugal person, which can be seen from his beige striped trousers with gray patches.

Seeing that Snape could no longer control himself, he held his stomach and laughed. After he had calmed down a little, Snape raised his smiling face and asked:

"How poor are you! Lupin! Even...even this needs to be patched...Hahaha!"

Halfway through his words, Snape suddenly laughed again.

This time his smile was even more exaggerated, and he lay down directly on the ground regardless of the dirt and gravel on the ground. He kept his hand covering his stomach and hammered the ground crazily with his other hand.

Amidst the continuous laughter, Lupine's face was so gloomy that it seemed like water was dripping from his face. However, since he had nothing to do with Snape at this moment, he could only lower his head and try not to look at Snape's face. Hateful face.

I don't know how long it took, but Snape finally seemed to remember Mike's existence.

Perhaps in order to restore his majestic impression in front of Mike, Snape quickly stood up, patted the dirt on his body and wiped the tears from laughter, and then put on his usual arrogant and indifferent expression. .

At this moment, the Aurors who were aware of the fighting here arrived.

"Merlin! Professor Snape, you actually caught him! I really should award you with the Order of Merlin, First Class!" The fat Fudge squeezed out from the Aurors. When he saw that he was hanging When he came to Blake, a hint of surprise flashed across his face, "Mr. Blake, it's really hard to find you! But it doesn't matter. With my unremitting efforts, we finally met!"

After saying that, his eyes quickly glanced at Black's vital parts, and then he teased Snape: "Wow! It's much smaller than I thought!"

This witticism succeeded in amusing many Aurors present. Just when Fudge was proud of his sense of humor, he suddenly noticed Mike and Lupin beside him.

"Professor Snape, could you explain to me what's going on with these two people?"

"I am happy to serve you, Mr. Minister." Snape bowed slightly and explained, "The name here is Remus Lupin, the new Defense Against the Dark Arts professor at Hogwarts. Do you have any information? I don’t know, but he and Black, the murderer, were very good friends when they were students, and this time he wanted to stop me from arresting Black, so I think he should be Black’s accomplice!

As for the little wizard here, I don’t think I need to introduce him anymore, the famous duel champion (Snape’s tone suddenly became frivolous when he said this)! Although he also attacked me along with Lupin, given his age, I think he was bewitched. "

Listening to Snape's explanation, Fudge kept nodding.

In his opinion, Snape's explanations were logically clear and well-reasoned, and could almost be used as testimony in court.

"Very good, then Black and Mr. Lupin will be left to us first. As for the ones over there..."

"Wait!"

Fudge, who was suddenly interrupted mid-sentence, looked angrily at the source of the sound, and saw that Mike had broken free from Snape's restraints at some point and was strolling towards this side.

Snape frowned as he looked at the wand in Mike's hand. He remembered that the dark wand had obviously been knocked away by him.

But after seeing Shuke behind Mike, he completely understood.

"Mr. Minister, Black is innocent, Peter Pettigrew is still alive!" Mike straightened his collar and looked at Fudge, "It was not Black who betrayed the Potters, but Peter!"

When Mike opened his mouth, both Fudge and Snape stared at him blankly. After a while, Fudge burst out into an astonishing burst of laughter.

"Hahaha! Mike, Mike, it looks like you have been brainwashed quite a bit. Why are you starting to talk nonsense?"

"Petttigrew is being held in Hogwarts by me now."

Fudge's smile stopped abruptly. He stared into Mike's eyes, trying to find some evidence that Mike was lying. At the same time, his brain began to think rapidly about the pros and cons.

After a long time, Fudge came to Mike and asked with a serious face:

"Mike, can you guarantee that what you said is the truth? If you were lying just now, I advise you to admit it now, because the consequences of teasing me will be very serious."

"I can swear on my wand."

After getting the affirmative answer, Fudge put a smile on his face again.

"I trust you."

Snape was immediately unwilling to say this. He believed that everything Mike did was delaying time. If he really delayed it until Dumbledore came back, his plan to avenge blood and send Black to hell would probably come to an end. There will be new changes.

However, Fudge did not intend to listen to his opinion. He did not even have the desire to appease Snape's mood, and directly ordered the Aurors to take Black and others back to Hogwarts.

Seeing this, Mike whistled at Snape, and then followed Fudge back to Hogwarts with Snape's eyes looking like he wanted to eat people.

He had expected Fudge to react like this.

Fudge was not the Minister of Magic when Black was originally sentenced. The person who dealt with Black was Barty Crouch, the director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement.

Mr. Crouch, who comes from Ravenclaw House and belongs to the same Raven's Nest as Mike, perfectly fits people's inherent impression of Ravenclaw:

Erudite, powerful, slightly eccentric, and capable.

Although Mr. Crouch also has some shortcomings, this does not prevent him from being successful in the top management of the Ministry of Magic.

He even became the favorite for a time in the original ministerial election.

It's a pity that he has a cheating son.

His son Barty Crouch Jr. was a fanatical admirer of Voldemort. After this incident was discovered, not only was he thrown into Azkaban, but his father, Mr. Crouch, also lost his life. The right to run for minister.

As for Blake, Mr. Crouch cannot actually be entirely blamed.

When Voldemort lost power, a large number of Death Eaters were captured. After being captured, these people began to bite each other, hoping that they could be exonerated in this way.

As a result, the temporary detention center of the Ministry of Magic was suddenly overcrowded.

The manpower of the Legal Enforcement Division is simply not enough to conduct a comprehensive review of everyone. Therefore, although Mr. Crouch knew that there must be many innocent people here, he still chose to cut the knot with a sharp knife and bypass Many trial processes were carried out and a large number of suspects were directly thrown into prison.

This is true for ordinary people whose suspicions are not serious, not to mention people like Blake who seem to have solid evidence.

As a result, the Ministry of Magic showed extraordinary efficiency in Black's matter, and packed Black into Azkaban in just a few days.

Although this move was really a helpless move at the time, it is different now. In the peaceful days after Voldemort disappeared, the people became increasingly dissatisfied with the Ministry of Magic, the organization that used to protect them. Officials only needed to If the slightest mistake is exposed, it will receive huge public condemnation.

Fudge knew this very well. The dementors he sent to Hogwarts just sucked a little bit of the students' happiness, and they were sprayed into dogs without even hurting any of them.

So he could almost imagine how much criticism Mr. Crouch would receive after it was revealed that if Blake's case was really an unjust case.

At least there is absolutely no chance for him in the next round of ministerial election!

Crouch has always been his biggest competitor for running for minister. Now if he can take this opportunity to completely eliminate the threat of Crouch, then he will make a lot of money!

Thinking of this, the smile on Fudge's face became even brighter, and his steps became a little brisker.

When Mike saw this, he was also convinced. Fudge is actually not stupid at all. Just kidding! Can someone who has been the Minister of Magic for so many years be a fool?

The reason why some of Fudge's actions and orders in the original work seem so stupid is because his butt determines his head. Sometimes his actions are incomprehensible to outsiders, but they are best for him.

When the group returned to Hogwarts, everyone in Hogwarts had gathered in the auditorium, but the number of people in Hogwarts was much smaller than usual. It seemed that Fudge It was planned in advance, and carrying out this quasi-fun activity during the Christmas holiday would undoubtedly minimize the impact.

Fudge was already very anxious. He didn't even ask where Black and Lupin were being held, and followed Mike directly to the Room of Requirement.

When Mike opened the door to the Room of Requirement, Fudge and the two elite Aurors following behind him didn't show even a hint of surprise on their faces, which Mike wasn't surprised about.

To be honest, whether it was Fudge or those elite Aurors, they should have been popular figures at Hogwarts at that time. Such people should still know about places like the Room of Requirement, which are similar to secret treasures.

And when a group of people filed in and came to the small cell where Peter Pettigrew was being held, Peter was holding a piece of dry bread and chewing on it.

Mike clearly saw that when the uniformed Aurors arrived in front of the cell, Peter in mouse form suddenly stopped chewing the bread, and then returned to normal, and the chewing speed seemed to be faster. Some.

Fudge looked at Mike with doubtful eyes, and when Mike saw that Peter Pettigrew was still planning to muddle through even now, he said with a smile:

"This is Peter Pettigrew, an illegal Animagus."

Fudge nodded upon hearing this, and then an Auror stepped forward, stretched out his hand and grabbed Peter out of the cell.

Only then did Peter begin to struggle. He was twisting wildly, his big front teeth biting the Auror's fingers, hoping that he would let go under the pain.

It's a pity that these Aurors wear dragon skin gloves on their hands, and the incisors of mice cannot bite through the skin of such powerful creatures.

The Auror kept moving, quickly took out his wand, and pointed at the mouse he was holding in his other hand.

Powerful magic spurted out, and Peter Pettigrew's struggling movements became more and more crazy, but the Auror's hand held its body firmly like an iron clamp.

Gradually, Peter's body began to expand, and in just a few seconds, he transformed from a little mouse into a pudgy middle-aged man.

Perhaps because he has maintained his mouse form all year round, Peter looks and moves very much like a mouse.

Peter was obviously extremely uncomfortable with appearing in front of others in human form again. He instinctively shrank down, curling his chubby hands on his chest and twisting continuously.

Seeing that everyone present was looking at him warily with their wands raised, his eyes were darting around like a cunning mouse. After a while, he opened his mouth, revealing a pair of big yellow bucks. Ya said kindly to Mike:

"Mike! Good Mike! I'm Scabbers! I'm your friend Ron's pet!"