The trial verdict is just the beginning; the enraged people of the Wizarding World will not be satisfied with a mere death sentence.
This perfectly aligns with the Ministry of Magic's original intention of winning people's hearts and minds.
If the execution were carried out in court, there would only be a sense of emptiness, like being lifted high and then falling heavily.
But the delay doesn't mean Peter Pettigrew will get to enjoy the rest of his days.
On the afternoon of the same day the trial ended, he was escorted to the Potter Memorial in the central square of Godric's Hollow.
Because of the binding magic, he will remain kneeling before the monument until the day of his execution.
People who want to vent their emotions are welcome to come, as long as they do not cause any harm to life.
After leaving the courtroom, Peter Pettigrew received only the bare minimum of life protection from the Ministry of Magic.
Mrs. Pettigrew was forbidden to approach; all she could do was try to persuade the wizards who were throwing things around like mad.
But there were just too many of them, and the guards sent by the Ministry of Magic quickly took her away.
Sirius Black and Harry politely declined the various gifts offered by the wizards around them.
The two had already found solace and did not need any further venting.
"Let's go check it out, Harry."
Lupin had been waiting outside Potter's Cottage for quite some time.
Twelve years ago, this cozy little house was destroyed by Voldemort. Although it has been rebuilt and repaired, Harry can still hear his parents screaming, as if he has returned to that night that was more terrifying than a nightmare.
Sirius Black and Lupin carefully examined all the furnishings in the room, telling Harry about their origins and some interesting stories.
That round wooden dining table was made by James Potter and the others. They didn't even know how many pieces of wood they used to make sure the four corners were at the same height.
Six or seven?
"Seven," Lupin gave an affirmative answer.
Sirius Black walked up to the simple wardrobe.
There was nothing inside, but he remembered a full moon night when everyone was gathered around the table, and Lupin was the only one wrapped in a blanket and hiding inside.
"Remus, do you remember that day?"
Lupin certainly remembered.
It was at that gathering that they decided to use the Fidelius Charm to hide the cabin.
After the Potters were murdered, he was unable to believe reality and became withdrawn for a period of time. He returned to the cabin more than once, trying to hide in the closet to wake himself up from the nightmare.
Sirius Black led Harry to a spiral staircase that connected to the upper floor. "Your father built this for you. He said that when you're a little older, you can slide down from the second floor to here."
Harry's nose stung, and tears streamed down his face uncontrollably.
Lupin glared at Sirius Black. "Let's go check over in the kitchen."
The living room and kitchen of the cottage are connected, and the space is very large.
Lily's cooking skills are exceptional, far surpassing those witches who only know how to concoct Potions.
Harry, his eyes red-rimmed, opened a large locker.
Although it was empty inside, he knew it should have been filled with various seasonings.
Sirius Black and Lupin were searching for something.
"It's gone as expected."
"After all, so many years have passed."
Harry asked the two curiously, and it turned out they were looking for the pocket money James Potter had secretly hidden in the kitchen.
Married men all understand.
As for why James Potter hid his allowance in such a dangerous place, the two had completely different opinions.
Sirius Black believed that the more dangerous something was, the safer it was.
Lupin believed that James Potter did it on purpose, as it was a little playful thing between the couple.
As they talked, they both became excited.
Harry couldn't get a word in edgewise, but he figured his dad was doing it on purpose.
Lupin suddenly teased Sirius Black, "You're not afraid of this, are you? That's why you've never dared to find a girlfriend."
"You think I'm scared?" Sirius Black raised an eyebrow. "Even my old lady can't control me, so what other woman would dare to?"
"So why won't you come home to visit us?"
"That's not my home." Sirius Black seemed to want to say something more.
Lupin didn't continue, and led Harry upstairs.
"Professor, my godfather..."
"You'll find out later, Harry."
The two entered a bedroom and stopped in front of a simple crib.
"We were all hunted down by Death Eaters back then." Lupin picked up the wooden flying broom carving that was lying on the bedside table.
"We and your parents have done everything we can to make this place more comfortable and welcoming."
He looked at Harry and gestured with his hands to show the size, "When you were this small, you could just lie flat on this bed."
"It can't be that small, can it?" Sirius Black leaned against the doorframe.
"Remus, Harry was quite heavy when he was little. Don't you remember we used to guess what he would look like?"
Lupin smiled and nodded. "I remember. It seems we were all wrong."
Harry is currently about 1.6 meters tall and doesn't look particularly strong, even a bit thin. However, his long-term combat training has made his muscles exceptionally solid, the kind that you can't tell from his appearance.
He raised his right hand and bent it slightly, and the biceps of his upper arm immediately made the sleeve bulge.
Sirius Black and Lupin stared blankly at the muscles that seemed about to burst through their sleeves.
"Remus, you didn't know about this?"
"I've forgotten what the Owl Court Club is all about."
A seemingly harmless young man came to mind for both of them.
This guy is a real school bully who doesn't show off at all; Draco, that little brat, can't compare to him at all.
Sirius Black and Lupin told Harry so many stories about their parents, and Harry also shared some interesting things about school with them.
The Headless Horseman, the Forbidden Forest Horror Mist, and the Bat-Person are all first-year students.
The Chamber of Secrets, the Basilisk, Jormungandr the great liar Professor are all second-year students.
When Lockhart was mentioned, Sirius Black and Lupin's eyes were clearly filled with worry.
Dumbledore had already told them about Horcrux.
Twelve years ago, Voldemort killed the Potters in this hut, causing his soul to split. One of the fragments accidentally entered Harry's body through the scar on his forehead.
Even though Dumbledore repeatedly emphasized that there was a way to solve it, not everyone can survive a near-death experience.
Lupin gave Sirius Black a wink, and the two of them tacitly changed the subject.
"Harry, tell us about your home now."
The Dursleys have so much to say.
Although Harry had a tragic childhood, he was fortunate to have the help of the Wayne family. Through a child abuse lawsuit, his aunt's resentment was resolved, and the family began to genuinely accept Harry.
Sirius Black was initially very angry, but after listening to the whole thing, he seemed a little regretful.
He originally thought that if the Dursleys dared to treat Harry badly, Dumbledore would take his godson away no matter how much he opposed it.
Since the Dursleys are still under the supervision of the Muggle courts, Harry should be fine until he comes of age.