Hogwarts: Voldemort, don't stop me from studying

Harry clenched his fists and looked at the short, fat, gray-haired man angrily.

Cornelius Fudge, the Minister of Magic, had an anxious look on his face, but he seemed to be somewhat proud. He said in a crisp tone:

"I know, this is very bad, but we have to come... Peter Pettigrew, Gilderoy Lockhart, and Gal Trocca are still at large, which is really too bad... very bad... the people are very panicked, and the Ministry of Magic has to conduct a more careful investigation..."

"So you come to find Sirius? Do you think he is related to these things?"

Lupin said coldly, while pressing Harry's shoulder, pushing him back to prevent him from participating.

Harry gritted his teeth, stepped back a few steps, turned his head and took a quick look.

In the corner, a big black dog squatted, staring at Fudge and others with cold eyes.

At this moment, Harry only felt fortunate that the Ministry of Magic did not know that Sirius was an Animagus.

Even more fortunately, before the people from the Ministry of Magic entered the door, Sirius was turning into a big dog and demonstrating the Animagus transformation process to Harry.

Knowing that Wade had successfully learned the Animagus transformation, Harry was also eager to master this magic.

After knowing this, Sirius did not think that he was too ambitious, but was very happy to teach Harry Transfiguration.

"James also started learning Animagus at about this time! It took us three years to learn it! Maybe you will be faster!"

Sirius said so.

He was usually very busy and was outside almost every day, but as soon as he got home, he would definitely turn into a big dog to play with Harry for a while.

Harry restrained himself from paying too much attention to the black dog, opened the friend account, and quickly sent a message.

Dumbledore didn't know what he was busy with, and didn't reply for a long time.

The adult wizards didn't care much about his actions. Fudge just stared at Lupin's eyes that did not allow compromise, and scratched his hair in distress.

"I know... I've heard that you are very good friends, Remus Lupin, and I heard that you still have a lot of say in Aslan Magic Workshop..."

"Yes."

Lupin suppressed his anger and said, "Just a week ago, we donated the world's largest flow mirror to the Ministry of Magic. Three days ago, Aslan interviewed the Minister to promote the Ministry of Magic's recent policies."

"Yes, yes, I know, we have always cooperated well. You are a decent person, dear Remus, so we have never doubted you."

Fudge said unnaturally.

If Lupin was not too deeply involved with Aslan Magic Workshop, and Aslan was a major taxpayer of the Ministry of Magic, and had donated limited edition products to the Ministry of Magic, including Fudge himself, several times...

Then Fudge would now order the Aurors to arrest Remus Lupin for investigation.

After all, he was once one of Peter Pettigrew's close friends.

But now, Lupin can't move.

When he resolutely stood in front, even Sirius, an unemployed vagrant, was difficult to catch.

"But Remus, have you never thought about it? Before this, no prisoner had ever escaped from Azkaban... But after Sirius was released from prison, the prison break happened..."

"But Sirius has been out of Azkaban for almost a year! The three people you mentioned were all in after him!"

Harry couldn't help but retort loudly: "How can he help them escape? Help him open the lock of the cell thousands of kilometers away?"

"Hahaha..."

Fudge laughed a few times to show his respect, and then looked at Harry with pity, as if he was a little fool who didn't know what was good for him.

The Minister of Magic tried to speak in a gentle tone:

"Harry, maybe after Sirius was released from prison, he exchanged some details about Azkaban with Peter or Lockhart? He stayed in Azkaban for eleven years, and no one knows that place better than him..."

"He taught them how to escape from prison, and even provided them with shelter after Peter and others escaped from prison. This explains why we couldn't find the trace of those three people for so long..."

"Minister Fudge, you are insulting Sirius!"

"That's impossible. Sirius hates Peter Pettigrew more than anyone else. He would never do that!"

The angry voices of Lupin and Harry sounded almost at the same time. The black dog in front of the fireplace had already opened its mouth, revealing sharp teeth, and a threatening growl came out of its throat.

Fudge was unmoved, and seemed to find their determination a little funny.

"Remus, Harry, people change... A normal person will become crazy after staying in Azkaban for eleven years, not to mention... well... No one knows what happened between Sirius and Peter Pettigrew, right?"

Fudge didn't look at Harry's green eyes burning with anger. He lowered his head and stroked his cane, but his words sounded like the whisper of the devil.

"Look, twelve years ago, Pettigrew accused Sirius of being a traitor; a year ago, Sirius accused Pettigrew of being a traitor... They are all saying it themselves, right?"

"Ah, I know you want to talk about truth serum... But we all know that some people can resist the effect of truth serum..."

Harry felt his throat was blocked, he was shaking all over, and he was so angry that he could hardly speak.

-How dare he... How dare he slander Sirius in front of them!

He gritted his teeth and said: "If I were with Sirius every day, if he had bad intentions, then I would be dead long ago!"

"Well..." Fudge said, "You used to be with Pedro all day long! You were still in the same dormitory, and he didn't do anything to you either... Who can say for sure what they think? ?”

The more Fudge talked, the more he felt it made sense. He touched his chin and thought, "Maybe the Death Eaters have some kind of consensus - they can't attack you without permission..."

Harry couldn't listen anymore, so he turned around and ran back to the room.

Fudge didn't take it seriously, just treating it as a child who finally realized that he had trusted the wrong person, and continued to persuade Lupine to hand over Sirius.

Back in the bedroom, Harry opened the friends list and was disappointed to see that Dumbledore still had no reply. He flipped through the thick parchment book and thought about who else he could ask for help.

Professor McGonagall? No, she might ask Sirius to cooperate with the investigation. Professor McGonagall has always followed the rules the most...Hermione, Ron...Vade...

——Vade?

Harry's heart moved, and he quickly wrote a line of scrawled words——

[Harry: The Ministry of Magic wants to take away Sirius, but I can’t contact Dumbledore. What should I do? 】

[Vade: Tell me in detail? 】

Harry briefly described the cause and effect.

[Vade: I understand. I'll find someone to help you, just be patient. 】

Vader thought for a moment and contacted the school's house elf——

[Vade: Guys, who is free right now? 】