Dracula returned to Hogwarts with a new Sirius Black.
After taking a bath in the pond, trimming his messy beard and hair, and changing his clothes, Sirius was now wearing a black striped suit and a tie.
Apart from the fact that his face was still too thin and his expression still had a bit of the crazy temperament after being released from Azkaban, Sirius really looked a bit like the school idol he was back then.
He was tall, with a face that was too thin but still handsome and elegant, elegant and beautiful washed and trimmed black hair, and a pair of striking gray eyes. His every move was filled with a kind of careless arrogance and unrestrainedness.
"I didn't expect you to be the most handsome boy in Hogwarts?" Dracula couldn't help but raise his eyebrows as he looked at Sirius coming out of the fitting room of Madam Malkin's clothing store.
"Is it okay for me to be exposed to others like this?" Sirius glanced at Madam Malkin who was cutting clothes nearby, and whispered to Dracula close to him.
He had spent so much time hiding that he felt a little guilty standing openly in a clothing store.
"It's okay. Don't feel too good about yourself." Dracula said, "Did Madam Malkin look at you?"
Sirius then dared to raise his head and take a closer look at the owner of the clothing store. Then he found that Madam Malkin's admiring eyes had never left Dracula's face.
"Shouldn't it be?" Sirius touched his face, "I don't think I'm uglier than you, why does she only look at you?"
"You may not have fully recognized yourself yet. Although your skull face looks much better than before, who gave you the courage to compare yourself with me? Go back and eat something good first!"
Dracula chuckled and snapped his fingers, and a dark moon quietly enveloped the two of them.
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The next moment, Dracula and Sirius appeared together in the Hogwarts staff room.
At this time, Peter had woken up from the effects of the truth serum and was tied to a chair by Dumbledore's binding spell, and the chair was firmly attached to the ground.
Dumbledore and Lupin were sitting at the table in the lounge, seemingly discussing something.
On a couch, Harry, Ron and Hermione sat, all with puzzled expressions.
Ron had just vomited and was covering his mouth, his face looking a little pale.
Seeing Sirius coming, Peter twisted his body uncomfortably, trying to break free from the chair and escape, but he couldn't move even a little bit.
"Little... Sirius..." Peter had no choice but to force a smile and whispered in a shrill voice, "My friend, my old friend... Long time no see..."
"You still know that we are your friends?!" After seeing Peter, Sirius's suppressed madness surged into his eyes again, "Then how did you treat your friends at that time... How did you treat James and Lily?"
"Yes... I'm sorry, but the Dark Lord is too powerful. I really can't resist him." Peter shrank in his chair, trembling.
"Sirius, think about it... If you were me, and were forced by the Dark Lord and a group of Death Eaters to surrender to them, or else let you die, what would you do..."
"I would rather die than betray my friends!" Sirius roared without any hesitation.
Peter seemed frightened and burst into tears.
The way he cried was horrible. He looked like an oversized bald baby, trembling on the floor, which made the scalps of several little wizards present tingle.
"Sirius, Sirius... What could I do?" Peter muttered, "That dark devil... You don't know, you can't imagine how powerful he is... I was so scared at that time!"
"Sirius, I was never as brave as you, Lupin, and James. I never did it on purpose... He-Who-Must-Not-Be-Named forced me to..."
"Don't lie!" Blake roared, "You have been passing information to him before Lily and James died. You are his spy! We have long realized that there is a traitor, but we never thought of you. We have all been deceived by you!"
"He... he wants to get involved in everything!" Peter gasped. "What's the point of rejecting him?"
"What's the point of fighting the most evil demon in history?" At this time, Lupin, who had been silent, stood up. "Isn't fighting against the Death Eaters just to save innocent lives, Peter?"
"You don't understand!" Peter wailed. "He'll kill me, Lemus!"
"Then you deserve to die!" Blake roared, "It's better to die than to betray your friends. If you are trustworthy, we will do the same for you!"
Blake and Lupin stood side by side, and together they raised their wands toward Peter.
"You should understand," Lupin's tone became calmer, "if Voldemort didn't kill you, we would have killed you. Goodbye, Peter."
"Wait a moment." Dumbledore suddenly clapped his hands, interrupting Sirius and Lupin's actions. "Before you take action, I think we'd better ask the two parties what they think."
He looked at the three confused little wizards on the sofa and said, "Harry, Ron, what do you think about this?"
"What can I think!" Ron glared at Peter with disgust, then his throat twitched and he said unclearly, "This ugly, disgusting man used to sleep in my bed, and I often held him in my arms... Ugh!"
He lowered his head and began to dry heave in pain.
Dumbledore waved his wand considerately and pushed a trash can in front of Ron's face, keeping the ground clean.
Then he turned his gaze to Harry who was beside Ron.
"I..." Harry was stunned.
He felt that the current scene was somewhat unreal.
Sirius Black, a wanted criminal whom he had always believed would pose a threat to him and whom he felt had a deep hatred for, has now become an innocent wizard who has spent more than ten years in Azkaban.
And the pet mouse that never left Ron's side and was regarded as a treasure by him suddenly turned into an ugly adult wizard, and he was the real traitor who betrayed Harry's parents!
For a moment, this sudden change made Harry a little confused.
"Um... well, Mr. Blake, I have a question for you." After thinking for a while, he looked at Sirius who was still glaring at Peter angrily, and said carefully.
"Harry, don't call me Mr. Black. That's not the name you should use. Just call me Sirius." Sirius looked at Harry.
The moment he turned his head, all the madness, resentment and mania in his eyes disappeared in an instant, leaving only the deepest gentleness and care.
"Harry, I don't know if anyone has ever told you... I'm your godfather." Sirius sounded a little anxious when he said this, and his voice was very soft.
"Yes, I know. Hagrid once told me." Harry smiled. Sirius' gentle eyes made him less nervous than before.
"Bryan...well, Sirius, I want to know why you stayed in Azkaban for so long?" he asked, "You are innocent, Peter Pettigrew is the traitor!"
"No, Harry, I never thought I was innocent... It was as if I killed them." Sirius said in a heavy tone and hoarse voice, "It was me who persuaded Lily and James to replace me with Peter as the secret keeper at the last minute..."
"It's all my fault. I know how big a mistake I made. I thought Peter was dead at the time, and I was too ashamed to face my old friends again, so I thought... Azkaban is also a good place, at least it's suitable for me to repent..."
"No, that's not the case!" Harry's eyes were red, and he said loudly, "You are not wrong! It's the mouse that is wrong. It was the mouse that killed my parents. You shouldn't be the one to atone for it!"
"Thank you, Harry..." Sirius' voice trembled a little, "In fact, I have never known how to face you. I don't know if you will forgive me... It's great to know that you don't blame me. It's great."
"Okay, Sirius, now is not the time to be moved." Lupin patted Sirius on the back and said softly, "We haven't dealt with the rat yet. He should pay the price for his betrayal."
"Yes, he must pay the price!" Sirius wiped his eyes, and when he turned around, his expression became ferocious and crazy again.
"Wait a minute!" Harry shouted suddenly.
He stood up from the sofa and ran forward, standing in front of Peter.
"You can't kill him," he said, his expression struggling, but his movements were firm, "Yes, you can't."
Blake and Lupin were both shocked, wondering what Harry, who had just hated Peter so much, was thinking.
"Harry, this is the villain who caused you to lose your parents!" Blake roared. "This servile and dirty guy has no mercy on your family. You heard what he said just now. His own body is more important than the lives of your family."
"I understand," Harry gasped, "but we can hand him over to the Dementors, he should be in Azkaban... just don't kill him."
“Harry!” Peter opened his eyes wide with joy. He had almost lost hope of survival, but he did not expect that his enemy’s child would spare his life. “Thank you, thank you for showing mercy to me… Thank you…”
"I never spared your life for you!" Harry glanced at Peter with disgust and said with disdain, "I did it because I thought my father would not want his best friend to kill someone... especially someone like you!"
"And if you die like this, it will be difficult to clear Sirius's name..."
Blake and Lupin looked at each other. After a moment, their wands lowered.
"You are the only one who has the right to make the decision, Harry," Blake said, his expression seemed reluctant, "You don't have to worry about me. I don't care about those injustices... But you have to think about what he has done."
"He can go to Azkaban," Harry's tone gradually became firm, "He should be tortured by Dementors for the rest of his life..."
"Let me interject."
Suddenly, a voice interrupted Harry.
Everyone present turned their heads and looked towards the place where the sound came from.
Dracula, who had been watching the show for a long time, was seen leaning on the sofa with his legs crossed, shaking a wine glass in one hand and holding a piece of pudding in the other, looking in the direction of Peter, Harry and the others with great interest.
Harry: “…”
Sirius: "…Do you really think you're watching a show, Professor Dracula?"
"Of course I'm watching the show, otherwise why would I stay here?" Dracula said as a matter of course, then put the wine glass in the air and gave a thumbs up to several people, "Wonderful, what a wonderful show!"
"However, Potter, you seem to have overlooked a question - since Sirius Black could sneak out of Azkaban through Animagus, why couldn't mice, which are smaller and less conspicuous, escape?"
Harry was stunned for a moment.
He really hadn't considered this issue.
"So I have a suggestion. Before sending Mr. Pettigrew to the Dementors, we should turn him into a Squib so that he will completely lose his ability to transform!" Dracula said with interest.
He had just thought of a way to turn wizards into squibs some time ago, but he hadn't had time to implement it yet.
"Great!" Sirius slapped his thigh and expressed his full approval of Dracula's proposal.
Even Lupin showed a hint of interest.
Looking at Dracula who was eager to try, Dumbledore finally couldn't sit still anymore.
"Ahem, Professor Dracula's proposal is indeed a solution..." He stood up from the sofa and advised, "However, we still need Peter as a witness to clear Sirius's name."
"If others knew that we tortured Peter, the strength of this evidence would be greatly reduced."
"How about this, I will arrange for Fawkes to monitor him at all times to prevent him from escaping by using the Animagus transformation."
Dumbledore then looked at Peter and said, "If you don't listen to my advice and insist on turning into a rat and escaping, Fawkes will burn you to ashes in no time! Peter, you should know something about the fire of the phoenix."
Peter nodded repeatedly, as if afraid that Dumbledore would go back on his word.
If he could retain some more magical abilities, he would have a better chance of survival. He felt that he still had a chance!
"Tsk, boring." Dracula shrugged, stood up and walked towards the lounge door. "It seems that today's show is over, and it's time for the audience to leave!"
He opened the door and strolled out of the staff lounge.
"Wait a minute, Professor!" At this moment, Hermione suddenly called Dracula from behind.
"What's wrong?"
"Professor, Hagrid and Buckbeak are still waiting for your help!"
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