Hogwarts, a Scholar Becomes a God

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"The oldest and noblest of the Blacks, one of the largest, oldest and richest pureblood wizarding families in England.

The history of your family can be traced back to the Middle Ages. Such an ancient pure-blood family should have a very rich collection.

And you, Sirius Black, are the only heir to this family. "

Even though he was expelled from the family, when he heard outsiders praise his family, Blake's face still showed a hint of pride.

But he also knew that Clark didn't say this to please him.

The Prewett family is also one of the sacred twenty-eight families, and their family history is equally long.

So Sirius Black instantly understood what Clark meant, "You want the wealth of the Black family?"

"No! No! No!" Clark shook his head. "This is just a transaction. The emphasis is on equal value. Besides, does the Black family still have any wealth? I don't accept the house."

Sirius' face flushed red,

Clark just pretended he didn't see it, and said to himself:

"So, I just need you to take me to No. 12 Grimmauld Place, the old home of the Black family, during the summer vacation.

Then allow me to take half of the Black family's collection from there, including -- books and alchemy items. "

"You want these?" Sirius looked at Clark with a bit of surprise. "You can absolutely want the entire collection! Half of the books and alchemy items? It's too cheap, you can absolutely want it all."

Well, Clark still underestimated the extent of Black's prodigality, and he didn't feel bad about selling him. It seemed that his parents had made a very correct choice to remove him from the Black family.

But what is it about me.

After catching Peter Pettigrew tomorrow, he might have to say thank you to himself.

So for a moment, Clark felt that Sirius was much more pleasing to the eye.

"Half is enough. I always pay attention to fairness and justice in dealing."

Black was noncommittal to Clark's words, and just asked: "I have promised you the conditions, can you give me that mouse now?"

"Not yet."

Clark's words made Blake furious, he slapped the table hard, and the tea in the cup spilled out, "You want to go back on it!"

"Hey, calm down!" Clark quickly reassured him, "Just handing Peter over to you is not worth the price. My deal includes a full set of services."

"I don't want to hear that, you give me Peter, and I'll give you half of the treasures in the Black family's old house, the transaction is that simple!" Black said irritably.

Clark looked at him playfully, "Are you sure, you don't want to clear your injustice, you don't want to walk in the sun, you don't want to give Harry a home?"

"Harry?!"

When it came to Harry, Clark found that Black's attitude was noticeably looser, and that was his weakness.

"Yes, Harry!

Maybe you don't know, because of the death of his parents, Harry is now living with his uncle and aunt.

This family is all Muggles, and their view of wizards is disgusting and repelling.

So you can imagine what Harry's life was like at their house. "

Clark roughly revealed Harry's living conditions in the Muggle world to Black, and the other party clenched his fists, obviously angry.

"As far as I know, you are Harry's godfather and his guardian, as long as you clear your grievances, you can let Harry live with you.

I think Harry himself would be quite happy with that, wouldn't he? "

Blake was silent for a moment, let out a long sigh, and finally asked helplessly: "What should I do? Or, how are you going to help me?"

Clark knew that this was done, and pushed the tea on the table in front of Blake again, "No hurry, let's have a cup of tea first, there is still time this evening."

This time, Blake did not refuse, took a sip from the cup, the bitter taste spread in his mouth, followed by a little bit of sweetness.

This also seems to mean that his future will be like this cup of tea.

"Actually, I have always had a doubt. Why didn't you tell Dumbledore what happened between you and Peter Pettigrew, and the truth about the murder of the Potters?"

Clark asked suddenly curiously.

"This kind of thing is actually very good to verify, a Legilimency, a few drops of Veritaserum, you can prove your innocence.

I think that with the wisdom of Headmaster Dumbledore and the status of the heir to the Black family, the chances of you being able to escape the crime should be very high, and it will never be like this. "

Faced with Clark's question, Blake almost subconsciously replied:

"I didn't think about it that much at the time. James and Lily chose Peter as their keepers because of my advice. I'm primarily responsible for their deaths."

There was a pained look on Blake's face, tears streaming down his cheeks uncontrollably.

Obviously, because of this incident, he is still living in remorse and has not been able to break free.

"It's all my fault, it's all my own cleverness, so when I learned the news that James and Lily were killed by the mysterious man, I caught up with Peter as soon as possible.

This is the grudge between us, I want to kill him with my own hands, I want to smash that **** into pieces! "

Well, in the face of Black's answer, Clark can only say, "You really deserve to be a Gryffindor."

"Thank you for the compliment." Blake didn't care about this, and was even a little proud. "The way you said, wouldn't it be for me to go to Dumbledore with you, right?"

"Of course not," Clark shook his head. "Although I believe in Headmaster Dumbledore, as you said, blood feuds, which only make sense if they are settled by themselves."

Blake couldn't help nodding, but after Clark told him about Harry, he suddenly had the desire to continue his normal life, and now that he and Peter died together, he was a little hesitant.

Clark looked at the silent Black, and of course understood what he was thinking, so he continued.

"According to your current situation, there are three difficulties in front of you."

"First, how do you prove your innocence to the public?

Spreading rumors, refuting rumors and breaking your legs, you, Black, have been a murderer for so many years, and people have long had a fixed impression of this. Why should everyone believe you? "

"Second, after you were imprisoned in Azkaban, the business and property of the Black family, because no one was in charge, was completely divided up by the wizarding families who survived the purge.

Among them are the old sacred twenty-eight tribes, as well as some emerging forces.

If you clear your grievances and regain control of the Black family, it means that the wealth they have obtained is illegitimate. Are they willing to give up these interests? "

"I don't need these wealth!" About this, Black was very decisive. "They don't need to worry about this, and I have no intention to carry forward the Black family. They can rest assured."

Clark nodded.

"Actually, compared to the first two points, this third point is the most difficult to solve." Clark looked at him.

"The first point is the best solution. Peter is in my hands. As long as I hand him over, a Legilimency and a few drops of Veritaserum can make him say everything.

Even without that, just the sudden appearance of his dead hero can turn your case around.

A hero who has won the First Class Medal of the Order of Merlin, why did he fake his death and stay incognito for so many years? This in itself is the biggest problem. "

"The second point is easy to solve. I was worried that you would be reluctant to give up such a big benefit, and I was going to persuade you. After all, it is the wealth accumulated by the Black family over the centuries.

But if you can voluntarily give up, then those forces that have eaten up the Black family's industry will not be an obstacle to your clearing your grievances.

Because once you have your endorsement, then the wealth they get will be legitimate and legitimate, which solves one of their ghosts. "

"It's the third point..."

"What happened to the third point?" Blake asked.

"The third point means that if you want to clear your grievances, you have to fight against the bureaucratic forces of the entire Ministry of Magic."

Blake was silent, and after a while he said, "It shouldn't be."

"Isn't it?"

Clark sneered, "Never doubt that the Ministry of Magic will do something ridiculous to cover up their mistakes."

"I remember that it was Fudge, the current Minister of Magic, who was in charge of arresting you, right.

The latter is responsible for judging you, no! The one who directly cast you into Azkaban without trial is Barty Crouch, the former director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement and the current director of the Department of International Magical Exchange and Cooperation, right?

Once your case is defined as a wrongful case, then the two of them will bear the brunt.

It was their negligence that made this happen.

Not only that, the occurrence of unjust, false and wrongful convictions will also call into question the credibility of the Ministry of Magic, especially since your identity is so special.

The only heir of the Black family in the Holy Twenty-Eight Family was thrown into Azkaban by the Ministry of Magic, which made other old-fashioned families think.

Are the actions of the Ministry of Magic intentional or unintentional? What about the members of the other families who were imprisoned in Azkaban? Are they innocent too?

Besides, do you need compensation for being imprisoned in Azkaban for so long because of the mistakes of the Ministry of Magic? How to pay, how much? That's a problem too-"

"Don't say you don't need compensation!" Clark stretched out his hand to stop Black, who was about to speak, "This is different from the second point, you can't give up if you want to, the Ministry of Magic's compensation to you is for the masses. watch."

"One after another, one by one, think for yourself, how many people will be held responsible for your affairs, accept punishment, or even be dismissed.

How many officials of the Ministry of Magic will need to work overtime to control public opinion and eliminate negative influences.

Instead of being so troublesome, the easiest way is to keep burying the error and pretend that nothing happened.

There is a saying that if you can't solve the problem, then solve the problem.

You know, the "Daily Prophet" said that the Ministry of Magic has instructed the Dementors to execute you on the spot with the "Dementor's Kiss" once they find you! "

Black couldn't help shivering, even after so many years in Azkaban, hearing the "Dementor's Kiss" terrified him.

Unlike Clark and the others, as the only person who escaped from Azkaban in modern times, he has witnessed what the "Dementor's Kiss" is like.

"You said so much, there must be a solution, right?"

Blake's tone was a little irritable. He never thought that he wanted to do things according to the rules, but it was so troublesome. It seemed that everything was forcing him to the road of no return.

If you ignore it and die directly with Peter, won't things be so troublesome? Why should you care what others think?

Just kill Peter!

Do not! no! Think Harry, you're his godfather, you can give him a home--

Various thoughts came and went in Black's mind, but Clark's reply made him feel a lot more at ease.

"Of course, this is exactly the value of half of your family's collection, isn't it?"

Clark made a joke and said.

"If you want to solve the third problem, first and foremost, you need to make a big splash in public opinion and cover up the truth will cost a lot.

The more people know about it and the more it spreads, the more expensive it will be for the Ministry of Magic to keep it under wraps.

As it happens, our family owns a part of the shares of the Daily Prophet, the largest news media in the British wizarding world. "

As soon as Clark opened his mouth, he showed his worth. Indeed, it is indeed a good way to force the Ministry of Magic with public opinion.

"Of course, this is only the icing on the cake. After all, the Daily Prophet is not owned by my family, and the content published in the newspaper also needs to be reviewed at various levels.

Therefore, in addition to using the media, we also need to create momentum at the beginning and choose a suitable time to let Peter Pettigrew completely exposed to the public and appear in the public. "

"This method...but there is a problem~www.readwn.com~ Peter, who was able to blow up a street of Muggles at the beginning, can also blow up Hogwarts now, isn't it too dangerous?"

Black asked worriedly. From this point of view, he was at least kind, and he also learned some lessons from the original experience.

"Rest assured, I will leave a countermeasure on him." Clark said confidently.

"That's good," Blake asked, "then when are we going to expose him."

"In terms of time—"

Clark paused, because he suddenly noticed that the skin of "Colin Creevey" in front of him began to pale, and his round cheeks began to thin.

It's -- it's time for Black's Polyjuice.

"Your medicine has arrived!"

Clark stood up quickly and pushed Blake to the door of the lounge, "Come on, go and change your identity first, and I'll contact you later."

Before Blake could say a word, he was pushed out of the door.