The draw starts from Azkaban

Chapter 173 Leave it to you, Lupine [22]

After Snape punched him in the face, Sirius finally felt better.

He felt that his heart was not so blocked.

He took out the handkerchief with some disgust and wiped it on his fist.

"Slugs who don't wash their hair."

He said in a low voice, and returned to his bedroom, facing the mirror to his bedroom door to prevent Snape from attacking him suddenly, and rushed in to give him a "Fuchsia".

It's just that he was restless and restless. He stood, took two steps back and forth anxiously, and sat down again.

But after sitting down, he felt extremely uncomfortable all over his body.

It's like the urge to shake your legs that you can't help but feel.

He returned to the bedroom, hesitated, and finally made up his mind.

He walked out of his bedroom,
Soon, a big black dog appeared on the school campus, heading towards the Whomping Willow.

A white phoenix stood on a high place, taking all of this into view.

After watching all this, the white phoenix went back and landed on Dumbledore's table.

Dumbledore lifted the white phoenix up with his arms and communicated with it.

"Professor, is this?"

Harry looked at the white phoenix curiously, and Dumbledore nodded, confirming Harry's thoughts.

He picked up a glass of honey water, took a sip and said, "Yes, Harry, this is my Patronus, a phoenix.

I also call it Fox. "

Dumbledore said.

After the patron saint Fawkes disappeared into a silver light, Dumbledore retracted his eyes, looked at Harry with his hands crossed and said, "So, what are you going to do, Harry?
What are you going to do with Peter Pettigrew?

He's your enemy, Harry, and now I'm giving you a choice, a choice to deal with him. "

While Dumbledore was speaking, Peter Pettigrew was unable to speak, he was sealed by a spell, but after Dumbledore finished speaking, he could speak.

His frightened eyes were spinning around, especially when he heard the sentence: "Now I will give you a choice, a choice that can deal with him", he became even more frightened.

"No, no, Harry, please, please, please don't kill me.

Harry, you look like your father, Harry, if James had been around, yes, if he had been around, he would have forgiven me. "

Peter Pettigrew whimpered, "You don't know, you don't know how terrible Voldemort is, Harry, I was really threatened by a mysterious man, no, it was Voldemort, Voldemort is really terrible, Harry, he threatened Me, I really have no other choice.

Please let me go, Harry, please. "

He wailed, trying to move Harry with words, and Harry looked torn and hurt.

"It's not legal, sir."

Harry said to Dumbledore.

"It doesn't matter, Mr Potter."

Dumbledore said gently but resolutely: "The oldest law of blood revenge, the favorite of the Vikings, Harry, believe in yourself, you can decide his life or death."

Harry didn't understand what Dumbledore meant.

When he wants to ask again.

Dumbledore left.

Dumbledore's intentions were obvious.

He took advantage of this incident to figure out Harry's essence from the perspective of Harry's handling of Peter Pettigrew.

Hearing Fudge's shout at the door, he stood up and walked down the spiral staircase to deal with Fudge's affairs.

There are only two people left here, Harry and Peter Pettigrew.

Peter Pettigrew was crying so hard that he was dying.

He was sobbing, and the snot and tears were streaming down, mixed together.

"Harry, really, Harry, give me a chance."

He begged so hard that even the tip of his nose was blood red.

He wanted to impress this boy, this 13-year-old boy who lost his father and mother.

Harry was also at a loss for a moment.

He stood up, facing the betrayer who killed his father and mother.

At this moment, he thought of Hermione, Professor Lupine, Ron, Hagrid and Dumbledore.

But now, here, there is no one.

Only him.

Only he can make a choice, make a choice that determines the life and death of others.

He faced Peter Pettigrew, looking at him with unconcealable hatred in his eyes.

Peter Pettigrew kept begging Harry, and Harry felt his mind was messed up, so he closed his eyes.

In the brain, there is a voice humming.

It's Hedwig Variations.

"Harry, this is Hedwig Variations."

This is Professor Lupine's voice.

Harry still had his eyes closed, and he felt that he was in the depths of his consciousness again, saw the music box, and saw the family of three standing inside the music box after it was opened.

Under the Hideaway Variations, a family of three are smiling.

Those three people are father, mother, and him.

is the complete family.

But soon, this complete family was shattered by the green light.

Harry frowned, feeling the scream in his head that day when the dementor was absorbing his happiness, and the woman's plea, "Don't hurt Harry".

"Go away, you stupid woman."

It might be Voldemort's voice.

Green light, noisy voices, and Peter Pettigrew's pleading, someone humming a capitulation, plus three sculptures rotating inside the music box.

Harry closed his eyes, as if asleep.

He was as still as a statue.

After a few minutes, Dumbledore brought Fudge in through the door, and Fudge saw Peter Pettigrew, as if hit by a curse.

On his face, there was a complex expression that wanted to laugh but couldn't, and wanted to cry but couldn't.He clutched his chest, laughing uglier than crying.

"Hahaha."

Fudge didn't know how he laughed out loud, but after he finished laughing, Fudge suddenly became open-minded.

At this moment, he completely figured it out.

He knew that things couldn't be worse than the one in front of him, especially when he saw Peter Pettigrew, he knew that he was hopeless.

After seeing Peter Pettigrew, Fudge was jolted awake.

He is a political creature.

The moment he saw Peter Pettigrew, he sensed that Peter Pettigrew's survival was no longer the last straw that broke the camel's back.

Its appearance was like "Avada Kedavra" toward his heart.

One hit kill.

No counterspell.

He can no longer hesitate!

He wants to find a way out for himself!
"I'm going to resign."

He spoke righteously, turned to Dumbledore and said, "Albus," he said to Dumbledore as if facing an old friend, "I'm going to take the blame and resign, Albus, my ability , is not enough to support my position as Minister of Magic.

I was in this position and it was a disaster.

So, for the sake of the English wizarding community, I am leaving, but before I do, please allow me to use one last privilege and one last gift I leave to the Ministry of Magic.

I remember that the Minister of Magic can nominate the next candidate.

I want to appoint you as the next Ministry of Magic..."

The speed with which he changed his attitude was jaw-dropping.When he realized that his resignation would be the best end for him, at the beginning, his wisdom of bullying the weak and fearing the strong appeared again.

His attitude changed immediately.

He became "smart" again.

"No, Connelly."

Dumbledore didn't seem surprised that he knew he would do this.

He just interrupted Cornelius Fudge's words gently and firmly, and said solemnly: "I am not suitable to be the Minister of Magic, Connelly, but I think Ms. Burns is very suitable, what do you think?"

"Yes, Dumbledore, yes, you are always so wise, and you are right, Ms. Burnish, indeed the most suitable person for the Minister of Magic."

He opened his mouth to applaud Albus, "I think so too, Albus, we have a good understanding.

So, do you have a quill and parchment here?
I'm going to write letters and resignation letters.

Time is money, my friend. "

After finishing speaking, he also looked at Harry by the way.After he came in, Peter Pettigrew turned his head and begged Fudge, and Fudge ignored Peter Pettigrew at first, but now, he seemed to have found time.

He took out his wand and pointed it at Peter Pettigrew.

"is it okay?"

he asked Dumbledore.

Dumbledore shrugged his shoulders and said nothing more.

Fudge licked his lips nervously.

"Lip lock and tongue stiff!"

He flicked his wand.

A spell came out of the tip of Fudge's wand, shutting Peter Pettigrew's mouth.

"Well, it seems that my spell has not fallen yet."

Fudge said that he was going to write his resignation letter and didn't want to hear someone making noise next to his ear.

Dumbledore didn't speak, he looked at Harry with his eyes closed, wondering what he was thinking.

"correct."

When Fudge began to write his resignation letter, Dumbledore suddenly said: "Can you do me a favor? Connelly, can you give the dementors outside an order to get them out of here?
In the past few days, they have been a little too active. "

Dumbledore said.

When Fudge heard this, a kind smile immediately appeared on his face.

He is very talkative now.

"Of course there is no problem, Albus, your order is my honor, and I will give the order now to tell the dementors outside to leave.

Use the fastest speed. "

……

Hogsmeade, Shrieking Shack.

Sirius stepped down from the suitcase where Lupine was being held in solitary confinement.

Lupine was fast asleep.

This is what Du Wei asked Sirius to do-"Do you want your friend to be alone in a space where no one is awake forever, and become a lunatic like me? Sirius?

If you don't want to, you'd better make him pass out.

Loneliness destroys a man, my friends, and we must not repeat the same mistakes. "

Lupine was strapped to a chair and looked much older.

Sirius took his wand and pointed it at Lupine.

"Lisong releases strength".

He loosened the ropes that bound Lupine, and awakened Lupine.

Lupine looked bewildered as he opened his eyes and saw Sirius.

"Why, did you hear the reminder from your new friend again, came to torture me?"

Lupine said sarcastically, he wanted to lean back, only to find that his hands seemed to be free?
Unbelievable.

He raised his hands, looked down, and found that he was indeed free.

Sirius, who imprisoned him in front of him, untied all the shackles on him.

　Today's update is a bit late, sorry, I will make up for it at three o'clock tomorrow

　　
　
(End of this chapter)