Minister Fudge's Moving Article

Harry dragged Peter Pettigrew over to Cornelius Fudge. "Minister Fudge, look! Peter Pettigrew may not be willing to change back..."

"But what's in the Magical Photo can't be fake, can it? No matter how you look at it, this is the finger he's missing!"

Cornelius Fudge's face went dark. He did know Peter Pettigrew was missing a finger...

The Ministry of Magic had a department called the Department of Magical Accidents and Catastrophes, responsible for handling all kinds of magical accidents and repairing magical injuries caused by various mishaps;

He had once been the deputy head of that department. On the day Sirius and Peter Pettigrew confronted each other, it was he who led the staff of the Department of Magical Accidents and Catastrophes and was the first to arrive at the scene;

He still remembered the scene vividly. There was a bottomless pit in the middle of the street, and the sewer buried deep underground had split open too, continuously spewing sewage outward;

The air was not only filled with thick smoke and dust, but also with the overpowering stench of sewage and blood, making it feel as though they had arrived at some Muggle slaughterhouse;

In fact, that was exactly what it was. The street was like a gruesome slaughterhouse, littered with the broken remains of Muggle corpses;

Only far away could survivors be seen. The Muggles' crying and wailing rose and fell all around them, and even they, Wizards who specialized in handling magical accidents, felt their scalps go numb;

Amid that chaos and despair, Cornelius Fudge was drawn by a burst of wild laughter. It was the laughter of Sirius Black;

Sirius Black was standing by the edge of the pit, letting out an extremely mad, piercing laugh, and at his feet there were only a