Chapter 124 You Are Snape! (Fourth Update, Please Subscribe)

Chapter 124 You are Snape! (Fourth update~Please subscribe~)

It's like a knife, like a sword that can cut out the heart.

Sirius' eyes immediately became sharp and he stared at Harry fiercely: "Are you Snape? Did you drink Polyjuice Potion?"

"You bastard, disgusting slug, dirty dog... rat-like thing."

"You turned out to be like James' child. Oh, if you can't get Lily, your heart has begun to twist. Are you going to attack Harry?"

"Disgusting, vile, despicable..."

He cursed eloquently and struggled hard. His eyes were fierce and he wanted to kill the "Snape" in front of him with his eyes.

"My dear godfather, calm down." Harry shook his head. "Given the relationship between Professor Snape and you, I'm afraid he won't be able to call you 'godfather'."

Sirius was stunned.

This seems to be the truth...

"I know what you want to do," Harry continued. "For Peter Pettigrew?"

Sirius nodded blankly.

He was surprised.

This news...

How did Harry know?

"It wasn't you who was the secret keeper at Potter's old house, but him?" Harry asked.

Sirius nodded numbly again.

He also knew the news.

Animagus can still be explained by Lupin, but no one else knows this news except himself and Peter.

"Peter has been captured by me." Harry spoke softly, throwing out a piece of news.

Sirius nodded numbly out of habit and said "Oh". After a while, he realized the meaning of this sentence. He suddenly raised his head and stared at Harry, his eyes full of disbelief.

"Peter? Peter Pettigrew?" His voice was hoarse, like a strong wind sweeping through a dead tree.

Harry nodded: "Yes, Wormtail, Peter Pettigrew, the man who betrayed my father. He used Animagus to become the Weasley family's pet and hid it for thirteen years."

Sirius felt like his mouth was dislocated.

The man in front of me looks a lot like James.

Except for the tone of voice, except for those eyes.

But these two differences made him feel that this child was so strange.

"Are you really Harry?" Sirius hesitated and asked this question again.

It shouldn't be...

How could James' child have this character?

Calm, mature and wise.

And he was only thirteen years old.

He was only one year old when the accident happened. How could he know so clearly inside and out?

Harry rolled his eyes, waved his hand, and continued: "I asked Hermione to inform Uncle Lupin, and he will take him later..."

He looked back and said, "No need to wait, it's here now."

The wind and snow filled the air.

Sirius looked around and saw nothing, but he couldn't say anything, so he just waited quietly with Harry.

Harry waved his wand, and a branch turned into a blanket and covered him, shielding him from the wind and snow.

"Oh, thank you," Sirius muttered, whispering his thanks.

He was now beginning to believe that this man was not "Snape", that man would not be so caring.

Harry waved.

After a while, Lupine, Hermione, and Ron came over, with a huge bag floating behind them.

"What...what's going on?" Lupine looked at the hung Sirius in surprise. He thought about the tender scene where his godfather and godson recognized each other, but nothing happened.

He also deliberately slowed down just to give them time to express their feelings.

"He can't listen. I have no choice but to force him to listen." Harry replied concisely.

Sirius looked at Remus and buried his head in the blanket: "Harry, put me down, thank you, I won't run away, I really won't."

Harry waved his wand.

The man in the tree fell heavily into the snow.

"Sirius, long time no see." Lupine greeted him.

Sirius stared straight at the bag behind Lupine: "Is Peter in this?"

Lupine nodded, waved his wand, and the bag opened, revealing Peter who had passed out.

"Let me kill him!" Sirius raised his wand and pointed it at him, his eyes fierce, "This despicable traitor..."

He hasn't been able to pronounce the magic spell yet.

A snowball hit his face.

The branches extended again, binding his hands.

"Calm down, my dear godfather." Harry said softly, "It's my turn to take revenge. Only if I die will you be qualified to succeed me."

Sirius panicked: "Don't say such unlucky words."

Harry looked at him with complicated eyes and said softly: "You should feel relieved now that you see Peter?"

"You will no longer suspect that I am Professor Snape who drank Polyjuice Potion, right?"

Lupine's eyes widened.

Hermione also had a look of disbelief on her face.

"The way you curse is so much like that slug." Sirius tilted his head, feeling very unsure.

Harry shook his head: "I want to ask you a question."

Sirius raised his head and looked at him: "I will tell you whatever you ask, Harry. I won't hide anything from you."

"Why have you refused to tell others the truth for thirteen years?" Harry asked.

Sirius sighed and lowered his head: "Harry, I'm sorry for you, sorry for James, and sorry for Lily."

"Their deaths were caused by me..."

Harry interrupted: "Your name."

Sirius was stunned.

Harry waved his hand and asked again: "Your name."

"Sirius Black." He replied in a daze.

Harry nodded: "I thought you were so stupid that you forgot your name, thought you were Peter Pettigrew, or thought you were called Tom Riddle."

"Who is Tom Riddle?" Sirius asked curiously.

"Voldemort," Harry answered.

Except for Ron, even if Hermione tried to restrain herself, they all couldn't help but shudder.

"It was Voldemort who killed my parents, and it was Peter who betrayed my parents." Harry poked his chest with his wand, "Don't take the blame for killing my parents on you."

"Perhaps Voldemort and Peter will still feel that you are taking credit from them."

Sirius couldn't hold it back and burst into tears: "Yes, but I suggested that James change the secret keeper to Peter's. If I hadn't suggested it and I insisted, this would never have happened."

"Really?" Harry shook his head and looked at Peter floating in the air, "But if Peter could insist on not betraying his friends, wouldn't this happen?"

“Don’t dismiss the only idea you’ve ever had in your head.”

Peter's eyelids trembled.

"Don't pretend to be asleep Peter, I know you're awake." Harry waved his wand and fired a snowball, hitting the mouse hard on the face.

Peter woke up shivering and was about to speak.

Harry cast a spell and said, "Now is the time for our family to reunite. Those who are unlucky should not speak."

Peter opened his mouth, but no words came out.

"Family Reunion".

These words touched the most vulnerable part of Sirius's heart, causing him to cry louder. After a while, he sobbed and said, "Harry, can you let go of my hand."

"At least let me wipe my tears, they are frozen."

Harry waved his wand.

Sirius pulled the icicles off his face.

"Have you ever thought that if you had told Dumbledore this earlier, Peter would have died thirteen years ago." Harry walked up to Sirius and looked up at him.

Sirius was stunned.

It makes sense, but... what were my thoughts thirteen years ago?

Harry covered his face helplessly: "Very well, my dear godfather, really, I really didn't expect that now I begin to recognize Professor Snape's words."

"No, Harry how could you, that evil guy..." Sirius roared angrily.

But no one paid any attention to him.

Lupine patted Harry on the shoulder and comforted him: "Sirius is just a special case. If you think about Hermione and Ron, they are both very smart and thoughtful Gryffindors."

Sirius gritted his teeth, barked like a dog, and let out a low growl.

There are obviously six Gryffindors here - oh, not counting that scumbag Peter, there are obviously five Gryffindors, why was he excluded?

"What are you going to do next?" Lu Ping asked the key question.

Sirius answered immediately, with a fierce tone: "Just kill Peter!"

"Such a despicable thing should be cut into pieces!"

Lupine changed his explanation and asked again: "I mean, how do you want to clear Sirius's name?"

"It's simple, a memory is enough." Harry said softly, walked to Peter, put his wand against his temple, and uttered a spell.

The silver thread was slowly pulled out by him.

"What is this?" Ron swallowed.

"Memory spell, Harry, how can you do this?" Sirius tilted his head back, a little surprised.

Harry replied calmly: "Professor Snape taught me."

Sirius was stunned.

He suddenly felt very unhappy, turned his head, took out a ball of snow, and threw it at Crookshanks, who was staring at the thread of memory, ready to make a move.

It reacted very quickly, shrinking back and almost being hit. It screamed in annoyance at the sudden attack, rushed towards Sirius, and slapped him hard on the face, leaving a claw mark.

It knows that this person is not a good dog.

Stuffing the memory into the bottle, Harry threw it into the Sorting Hat: "That's enough."

"Is this okay?" Lu Ping was a little worried.

Harry chuckled with a bright smile: "Of course, a memory, a body of a 'hero' who should have been blown to pieces but survived for thirteen years, and an idiot who can be fed Veritaserum at any time godfather."

Sirius was stunned: "Harry, you can remove that word."

"And idiots who can be fed Veritaserum at any time." Harry said in a good mood.

Sirius clenched his fists and lowered his head: "Then it's still the idiot godfather."

Lupine said softly: "You look like your mother when you smile."

"Godfather, give me the wand." Harry held out his hand to him.

Sirius didn't hesitate.

Harry untied all of Peter's restraints.

As soon as he landed, he threw himself at Harry's feet: "Harry, I am your father's best friend. You can't kill me. Even if you want to clear Sirius's name, you must and should hand me over to the Ministry of Magic. "

Harry gave Peter the wand and said in an unusually calm tone: "It's been thirteen years, do you still remember how to cast spells?"

Thanks to book friend 2815 for the reward~

I'm going to bed. Go to bed early and get up early. I shouldn't have any insomnia today!