"Listen, kid. Don't let this guy fool you. He—Peter Pettigrew—is the real culprit who betrayed James and Lily. I can even go to Kayson Heath or Dumbledore and prove my innocence. All it takes is a little Veritaserum."
Sirius Black had one hand firmly clamped around Peter Pettigrew's throat, holding him in front of himself as a shield. In his other hand was Neville's wand, automatically picked up, and he cast a Shield Charm on himself.
"Okay... put down your wand. We'll believe you only after you remove the Shield Charm." Harry and his two friends huddled together. They had discovered that, even after unleashing a barrage of attacks, they could not break Sirius's Shield Charm. In the end, weak, helpless, and miserable, they could only block the dormitory door.
"Oh, Harry, seriously, you might as well have me hit myself with a Killing Curse. At least you wouldn't have to do it yourselves." Sirius complained reflexively.
"And seriously, haven't you seen my dog form? If I really wanted to hurt you, I'd had plenty of chances. I wouldn't even need an opportunity, considering you're still kids, right?"
"Okay, we believe you." Harry suddenly put away his wand. Neville and Ron were briefly stunned, but when they saw the window behind Sirius, they decisively put their wands away as well.
Now they were just waiting for Professor Kayson outside the window to smash his way in and give Sirius a hard kick in the ass with his pointy leather shoes.
"Oh, I'm very glad you trust me so much, children." Sirius let out a breath. "So, shall we go find Dumbledore or Kayson? Your choice."
Kayson, who had carefully climbed in through the window, sighed helplessly. "No need. If you won't come to me, then I'll have to come to