My Hogwarts Day

Hogwarts, outside the infirmary

"Shocking, shocking, it's a miracle none of them died, never heard of it, really. Luckily you were there, Richard.

"Thank you, Minister."

"If you didn't already have the Order of Merlin, I would really like to give you another one."

"Forget it then, I'll be satisfied with just one of these things, alright minister, let's talk first, I'm going in to see how Harry is doing, Professor Snape knows everything.

After speaking, Richard greeted Snape, and walked into the doctor's room.

"Minister, Peter was able to escape because of these little wizards. They obviously didn't recognize their identities. Of course, before this, they did a lot of things and left them alone. I'm afraid it will make them look up Himself, the Headmaster has always given Potter special privileges."

"Ah, well, Snape, Harry Potter, you know, we all have blind spots when it comes to him."

"However, is it good for him to give him so much special treatment? Personally, I try to treat him like any other student. Leading friends puts them in danger, and any other student will be suspended. At least This sanction. Consider it, Minister, for breaking all school rules, after all precautions were taken for his safety, and I have reason to believe that he has been to Hogsmeade illegally."

"Okay, okay, we'll look into it, Snape, we'll look into it, the kid must be a little silly."

Harry lay there, eyes closed, listening to it all. He felt very dizzy. The words he was hearing came from his ears to his brain, as if on an extremely slow journey, and were therefore incomprehensible. His limbs seemed to be filled with lead, and his eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't lift them up. He just wanted to lie there, on that comfortable bed, forever.

"What surprised me the most, Snape, are you sure that Black was wronged?"

"Of course Minister, don't you believe me? Still think I'll help Black out!"

Seeing that Snape's face was a bit ugly, Fudge quickly explained.

"Of course not. I just find it a bit unbelievable. He has been in prison for 12 years. If he is innocent..."

There was a pause in the conversation. Harry's brain seemed to be working a little faster, and at this moment, a gnawing sensation developed in his stomach, and he opened his eyes.

Everything is a little blurry. Someone took his glasses away. He is lying in the dark school hospital. He could see Madam Pomfrey at one end of the ward, her back turned to him, leaning over a bed. Harry narrowed his eyes. Ronald's red hair was exposed under Madam Pomfrey's arms.

Harry shook his head on the pillow. Lying on the bed on his right was Richard, and Harry felt bad all of a sudden, so that's how you see me?

Madam Pomfrey was now walking briskly towards Harry from the dark end of the ward. He turned over to look at her. She was holding the biggest piece of chocolate he had ever seen in his life, it was like a little round rock.

"Ah, you're awake `||!" she said briskly, placing the bar of chocolate on Harry's nightstand and beginning to break it with a small hammer.

"How's Ronald?" Harry asked.

"He's going to live," Madam Pomfrey said gloomily. "As for you staying here as long as I think I'm satisfied, Potter, what do you think you're doing?"

Harry sat up, put on his glasses, and picked up his wand.

"I must see the principal," he said.

"I think it's over now and Blake is locked up."

Harry's voice had been carried down the corridor, and Fudge and Snape entered the ward as soon as they heard it.

"Harry, Harry, what's the matter?" said Fudge, anxiously, "You should be lying in bed, has he had any chocolate?" he asked Madam Pomfrey anxiously.

"Minister, listen!" Harry said, "Blake is innocent! Peter Pettigrew faked his own death! We saw him tonight!"

But Fudge shook his head, a slight smile on his face.

"Harry, I know all this, but you have to know, it's very troublesome now, these are just your statements, you have no evidence, on the contrary, there were many witnesses back then.

"But, we, we can also prove it." Harry said anxiously.

"But you didn't catch Peter Pettigrew. You must know that Black has been in Azkaban for 12 years. Now people have assumed that he is the Dark Lord's confidant and the murderer who betrayed James and Lily. If you want to change this, you must be more conclusive. Evidence, only if Peter Pettigrew actually showed up."

Hearing Fudge's words, Harry couldn't help but feel depressed, did he just lose the relative he just found?

At this moment, Richard spoke.

"Secretary Fudge, I would like to ask, who took Sirius Black in 12 years ago, and who tried him at that time."

"Sirius was captured by Crouch back then. There was no trial at all, and he was directly imprisoned in Azkaban. After all, everyone thinks that such a vicious murderer does not need a trial."

Fudge thought for a while and then said, "That's because of what Crouch kept saying to the media. At that time, he caught Black, and Black was able to escape because of my lax management. Now I want to show him that I can also Get Blake."

The more Fudge talked, the more excited he became, regardless of whether Black was wronged or not.

Harry was about to say something, but was stopped by Richard, who continued to speak to Fudge.

"Minister, think about it, you did what Crouch did twelve years ago, and because of your mistakes, you caused such an important prisoner to escape." Hearing Richard's words, Fudge's face was a little ugly up.

"Or, twelve years ago, it was because of Crouch's great success that led to such an unjust, false and wrongful case, and after our Minister of Magic learned the truth through his own investigation

He planned such a false prison escape with Sirius, thus found out the truth of the year and protected the safety of the savior Harry Potter. Minister, which of these two explanations do you think is better, and can make the Ministry of Magic's credibility even higher?"

Fudge listened to Richard's words, and the more he listened, the more excited he became. At the end, he couldn't help standing up, walking back and forth in the infirmary, unable to restrain his emotions at all.

After Richard finished speaking, Fudge immediately continued, "That's right, I already knew that Sirius was innocent, an innocent pure-blood noble wizard, because of Crouch back then, he spent twelve years in prison for nothing. , I'm heartbroken, so I'm..." Fudge didn't finish speaking, and then looked towards Richard.

"The minister had a secret meeting with Sirius when he visited Azkaban Prison on July 16, and used the "Daily Prophet" of that day as proof that Peter Pettigrew was still alive

And using the illegal Animagus to transform into a mouse spotted and hide in Harry Potter's friend, the evidence of Ronald Weasley's house was handed over to Sirius, and Sirius was crying bitterly

Thanks to the minister for being wise and great, it was at this time that the two of you made up the escape plan, and finally, under the wise command of Minister Fudge, finally pulled out this cancer, but Peter learned a kind of viciousness from the Dark Lord. Only by using the curse, he escaped with a trace of blood.

Hearing Richard's supplement, Fudge silently put away the automatic recording pen, and then made an appearance that he swore to all crimes.

`Yeah, that's it, but Dumbledore kind of Sirius over there.... "

"Don't worry, Minister, everything is under control."

Hearing Richard's assurance, Fudge left the infirmary excitedly, what about Sirius, what about Pettigrew, is the truth really important? Or, is the truth more important than suppressing Crouch as a real competitor? Besides, since Richard Having said that, of course Fudge must give face to this young man whom he is very optimistic about.

Seeing that Fudge left without saying anything, Harry and Snape were dumbfounded, how could they still come like this? Where is the truth, where is the justice, it's really an evil bureaucracy.

"Richard, what about now?" Harry asked Richard ignorantly.

"Now, there's nothing else going on now, just go to Black and pick it up tomorrow. By the way, tell him what I just said to Fudge, so as not to reveal the truth."

Richard got up from the bed, said goodbye to Harry, and left the infirmary with Snape.

"You're scary." Snape didn't know if he was frightened by Richard's words just now, and suddenly said something (Nolly's).

"Me? Why am I scary? Everyone says I'm simple and honest."

Hearing Richard's shameless speech, Snape really didn't know what to say.

Fortunately, this shameless little wizard is on his own side. If he does evil, I'm afraid

Thinking of this, Snape couldn't help but shudder, and at this moment, Dumbledore, who hadn't been seen all night, appeared at the entrance of the stairs.

Everything that happened tonight was under his control. Originally, he watched Pettigrew escape and Black was imprisoned again, and he wanted to let Hermione use the time-turner to release Black, but he didn't expect that Richard's short words would be Make things turn upside down.

Recalling Richard's words, Dumbledore looked at Richard with an indescribable expression. In his memory, there was only one person who could do such a thing with words, and this person was the first-generation Dark Lord, and he was going to take Richard to Visiting Grindelwald.

"Beforehand, tonight, I won't go to the dormitory, I'm going to sleep, Professor Dumbledore, if you have any questions, please ask Professor Snape.

Richard was really annoyed, how long did they have to talk about this one by one, it's already early in the morning, why don't people sleep? After Richard finished speaking, he left without looking back.