Hogwarts: I'm a model wizard

"It's really appalling... appalling... Albus, you didn't tell me this before you came here..."

"Believe me Connelly, I didn't know much earlier than you..."

Kyle, who was standing at the door, listened to the conversation between the two people inside, raised his hand and knocked on the oak door of the principal's office.

Soon, the door was opened.

In the principal's office, Cornelius Fudge sat opposite Dumbledore, looking a little nervous...

Two days before the holiday, Dumbledore and Sirius finally came back, and without Kyle having to say anything, Dumbledore wrote a letter to the Ministry of Magic, casually finding an excuse to trick Fudge into coming to Hogwarts.

Originally, Kyle thought that Dumbledore would be able to handle the rest of the matter on his own, but as he was about to go, Professor McGonagall came to tell him that the principal was looking for him.

Looking at Kyle standing at the door, Fudge frowned and said, "Dumbledore, this is..."

"Kyle was the first person to discover that there was something wrong with that mouse." Dumbledore said with a smile, "So I asked him to come too. If there are any details that I can't think of, he can answer your questions."

"Oh, that's amazing..." Fudge said absently.

Kyle noticed that the pensieve that had been kept in the cabinet had been taken out. Apparently, the two of them had seen Peter Pettigrew's memories before coming to his house.

"Albus, you really gave me a big problem..."

Fudge glanced at Kyle and said with some hesitation: "Peter Pettigrew has been a member of the Order of Merlin, First Class, for twelve years.

And we had Sirius Black for a year... If I told everyone at this time that their identity had been mistaken, I would be inundated with howler letters. "

"It's not easy to be the Minister of Magic. I have to deal with a lot of things every day." Fudge turned his bowler hat. "Is it possible that the memory of that mouse is false... and you also said that it can't change back. No one can There’s no way to prove it’s an illegal animagus…is there?”

"You're right, Cornelius." Dumbledore sighed and agreed: "It ate too many mandrake leaves. This is indeed a difficult problem to solve. You may not be able to solve it either." Method.

It's a pity that Sirius was not only imprisoned for twelve years in vain, but was also constantly being hunted by dementors. "

Fudge raised his head, a little surprised.

He originally thought that Dumbledore was going to argue with him, and he even thought of excuses in his mind. Unexpectedly, things turned around, and based on what the other party meant, it seemed that he was no longer prepared to care.

"Well..." Fudge looked calm, "I thought about it and think what you said before is right. Dementors are not suitable to stay so close to Hogwarts... When I go back this time, I will They took it away.”

"Thank you very much, Cornelius." Dumbledore said as he stood up and winked at Kyle vaguely.

So Kyle also stood up, cleared his throat, and whispered in a voice that everyone could hear: "What a pity, you were not the minister twelve years ago, otherwise... I believe this would not have happened. Incorrect."

The expression on Fudge's face was startled.

Kyle's words suddenly reminded him.

Yes, he was not the one who issued the order to arrest Sirius twelve years ago, and he was not even involved in the whole process.

Fudge thought a lot, but the expression on his face didn't change at all.

"You must have discussed it." He looked at Dumbledore dissatisfied, "And I guess this must be your idea."

"Sorry Cornelius, I don't understand what you mean." Dumbledore said in surprise: "Did we do something?"

"Stop pretending, you cunning guy." Fudge said with a smile: "It must be those words you taught Kyle to say. It seems to be praising me, but in fact it is to get me to agree to retry Black's case."

"You misunderstood, Cornelius." Dumbledore said with a weird expression, "I didn't teach Kyle to say this..."

"Oh?" Fudge smiled, as if he had seen through everything, "Kyle is a good boy, not so frivolous."

Dumbledore's expression became even stranger.

Kyle seemed not to hear, and seemed to acquiesce, "Mr. Minister, I didn't mean that... I really think you are a good minister."

"Okay, I have to admit, I was fooled." Fudge sat back on the chair and put his hat next to him.

"What happened to Black is indeed a failure of the Ministry of Magic. As the current Minister, I also have the responsibility to correct this mistake."

"Connelly, do you agree to reopen the case?" Dumbledore asked.

"Isn't this what you want to see?" Fudge said, "But before that, we must first find Black..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw a ragged man walking out of the corner of the principal's office.

None other than Sirius Black.

Subconsciously, Fudge jumped up from his chair nervously and opened his mouth to call someone.

But he soon came to his senses. The hand that went to pick up the wand turned around without leaving a trace, unbuttoned a button on the collar, and at the same time looked at Dumbledore with a strange look, as if to say... You've found them all and you still say it wasn't your idea?

Dumbledore did not refute, just said:

"When I found him, he was dealing with two Death Eaters..."

"Wait a minute." Fudge interrupted and asked, "Black stole someone else's wand?"

"It's precisely because he didn't do it..." Dumbledore said, "So the process was very dangerous at the time, but fortunately he did it..."

Blake dragged out two unconscious people from the corner. Their faces were bruised and bruised, and it was obvious at a glance that they had been knocked unconscious.

Fudge looked carefully.

There is no Dark Mark on their wrists, and they are probably not important people. However, since Dumbledore is here, it means that they must be Death Eaters. Then the Aurors will only need to take a look to confirm their identity.

"Because Black can't move around yet..." Dumbledore said, "So Connery, can you help bring these two people back to the Ministry of Magic when you go back?

This is what he himself meant. "

"Shall I take it back?" Fudge's eyes lit up, "Oh, of course, no problem, this is what I should do."

He looked very happy, "Obviously he was avoiding capture by the dementors, but he still did not forget to fight against the Death Eaters. Now I kind of believe that he was really wronged."

"Whether he was unjustly accused or not, we need to investigate further." Dumbledore said, "How about I just keep an eye on him during this period."

"That's all the best," Fudge said, "but how are we going to investigate..."

He looked at the cage on the table, "The Wizengamot will not trust the memory of a mouse, and I can't change that even if I am the Minister of Magic.

Moreover, it would be useless for Black to ask for Veritaserum if Peter Pettigrew himself could not be seen. "

"You can rest assured of this," said Dumbledore, "We have found a way to restore Peter, but it will take some time."

"Of course there's no problem with that." Fudge glanced at the two Death Eaters who were tied together. "If you need any help from the Ministry of Magic, just ask... As I just said, this is the Ministry of Magic after all. I am willing to make up for the mistakes they made."

Dumbledore raised his head slightly... From Fudge's point of view, he seemed to have determined that Black was wrongly accused.

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