Chapter 276 The Truth (Modified)

"His Black family has all kinds of black magic that we can't even dream of!" Pettigrew screamed, "How else could he escape? I guess the man who can't even mention his name taught him a few tricks!"

Although Peter Pettigrew yelled heart-piercingly, and the words sounded reasonable, but Lloyd thought of the scene in Fudge's office before departure.

He was reporting the recent developments in Auror's office to Fudge, when Owen Harris hurried in with Albert knocking on the door.

How did he say, "Minister, good news, Sirius Black is hiding at Hogwarts. But please allow the Aurors instead of the Dementors. Pettigrew is alive, apparently. , there is another strange thing about it, Mr. Crouch may have made a big mistake back then."

Lloyd will never forget the meaningful look in Owen Harris' eyes, and the look of his minister who was stunned at first, and then nodded in agreement firmly.

Based on his years of experience in catching dark wizards, Peter Pettigrew has too many loopholes.

In his opinion, the truth of the matter must not be the one that everyone recognized at the beginning - Sirius Black betrayed the Potters, blew up a street, and killed Peter.

From the perspective of political correctness, it is obvious that his boss, Fudge, would like to see success.

Then Blake laughed, a horrible, joyless laugh, filling the space.

Allen has lifted the petrification of him.

The two Aurors beside him dutifully pointed their wands at him, and they didn't relax in the slightest because of Peter Pettigrew's appearance.

"Voldemort? How much did he teach me?"

Pettigrew flinched, as if Black had whipped him.

"What? Scared to hear your old master's name?" said Blake. "It's understandable, Peter. His men don't like you very much, do they?"

"Don't know—what are you talking about, Sirius—" grumbled Pettigrew, his breathing becoming more rapid and his face was covered with sweat now.

"You haven't been hiding from me these twelve years," said Black, "you've been hiding from Voldemort's old men. I heard something in Azkaban."

Black's eyes were burning with raging anger, and he literally gritted his teeth to say every word.

"Peter...they all thought you were dead, otherwise they would have asked you to confess...I heard them yelling all kinds of things in their dreams, as if they thought it was the liar who betrayed them. Voldemort went to Boston according to your information Special family..."

Snape on the side became short of breath, and fixed his cold eyes on Peter.

Black's attention was entirely on Peter, and his tone was both threatening and mocking.

"Voldemort was broken at James' house. Not all of Voldemort's men went into Azkaban, did they? There are a few out there, biding their time, pretending to be reformed...if they learn you're alive, Peter -"

"I don't know . . . what are you talking about . . . " said Pettigrew, his voice sharper. He wiped his face with his sleeve and looked up at Lloyd. "You don't believe this—this crazy talk, Lloyd—"

And Lloyd staggered his eyes and looked at Albert.

In this trip, Albert is the leader.

"I must admit, Peter, that I cannot see why an innocent man would be willing to be a rat for twelve years," said Albert fairly.

"Innocent is innocent, but be afraid!" Pettigrew screamed. "If Voldemort's minions are looking for me, it's because I sent their best lieutenant into Azkaban—the spy, Sirius Blake!"

Blake's face contorted with anger.

"How dare you!" he growled, sounding very much like the bear-like dog he had become.

"Me, Voldemort's spy? When have I ever courted someone stronger and more powerful than me? And you - I don't know why I didn't see you as a spy in the first place.

You've always liked strong friends for their care, haven't you? It used to be us... me and Remus... and James..."

Pettigrew wiped his face again, he was almost out of breath.

"I, spy...you must be crazy...nothing...don't know how you can say that—"

"Lily and James asked you to be the Secret Keeper after listening to my stupid suggestion." Black said through gritted teeth, the tone was so fierce, "I thought it was a good plan... a trick... Voldemort will definitely come for it Me, I didn't expect them to use such a weak and incompetent thing like you... You told Voldemort that you could dedicate the Potters to him, and that must have been the happiest moment of your vile life."

Blake beat his chest in hatred, his heart pierced like a knife.

Professor Snape on the ground let out a rumbling sound from his throat, his face was blue, and he looked at Peter Pettigrew angrily—the person who knows you best is often your enemy, this sentence was shared by Snape and the little Same applies between Sirius Black.

Professor Snape hated Sirius, hated their nasty pranks, hated his arrogance and absurdity, and hated him for betraying Lily—but at the same time, he also knew Sirius' arrogance, and he didn't bother to lie.

At the beginning, Sirius did not defend himself, let alone complain, but accepted the punishment of being imprisoned in Azkaban. This made Snape believe that he was the culprit, and judging from the conversation just now, although it meant that Snape hated Sirius' arrogance and stupidity even more, Professor Snape who was tied to the ground finally understood However, the main target of his revenge is someone else.

Pettigrew muttered incoherently, and Allen heard words such as "ridiculous" and "crazy", but from his dusty face, it was not difficult to see how panicked and scared he was at the moment.

"There is a way to let us know the truth quickly." Allen suggested.

Albert turned his eyes to his dear brother, his face soft.

"I've got the memory of Sirius Black, as long as I get the memory of Peter Pettigrew, the two will be compared, and the truth will naturally come to light." After a pause, Allen added, "Although the law does not quite recognize this possibility of being Evidence of tampering, but the existence of Pettigrew is the greatest evidence."

"He may not cooperate, so it will be very difficult to retrieve the memory." Albert did not deny that this is a good way, but the Aurors standing here, I am afraid that no one can do it successfully. If the other party is on guard Next, completely and truly extract the memory of an adult wizard.

Although Lloyd has deep qualifications, in terms of strength, he may not be as good as himself.

"I can do it, and I will never take sides. Even if I don't succeed, I have a powerful version of Veritaserum in my office - just three drops, and anyone will reveal the darkest things hidden in their hearts. My secret." A hoarse and cold voice came, like a snake spitting out a dangerous snake letter.