Few Would Believe It, Challenging Time

Harry and Ron were taken to the School Hospital. Madam Pomfrey gave Harry chocolates and put a cast on Ron's right leg.

Snape quickly bandaged his head and left, as he needed to explain to Dumbledore the bizarre events that had transpired that evening.

Harry woke up groggily after about ten minutes.

Aaron broke off a piece of a brick-sized chocolate and popped it into his mouth. "How does it feel?"

"That's terrible."

"Then you should be mentally prepared, because there's something even worse," Aaron said with amusement. "Two of the three Gryffindor are in hospital beds, Professor Lupin has turned into Werewolf and disappeared, Sirius Black has been arrested and his fate is unknown, while the culprit Peter Pettigrew, has escaped and is at large."

But you can't blame anyone for this; you all acted too impulsively. If you had followed my method and killed Peter from the start, things might not have been so complicated.

Even if things get really bad, if you don't attack Professor Snape when Professor Lupin transforms into Werewolf, the situation will be much easier to handle.

"Please," Hermione rolled her eyes, "Can't you have a little compassion? Stop with the sarcastic remarks at a time like this."

Hermione, I'm telling the truth.

Besides, no one is more compassionate than me, it's just that my compassion isn't as obvious.

Perhaps it's because my upbringing was too rigorous; I have to consider many aspects before doing anything.

"Let's not talk about that now," Harry asked with some concern. "What will the Ministry of Magic do with Sirius Black?"

"They'll probably feed him to the Dementor!" Aaron exclaimed. "The punishment for having your Soul Stone sucked out is worse than death, and your godfather will have the chance to experience it."

"What?" Harry jumped out of bed. "I have to go find Dumbledore and Fudge and explain to them that Black is innocent."

"It's no use," Aaron waved his hand. "Sirius Black Black is a death row inmate. The Ministry of Magic will deal with his case seriously and will not tolerate it."

In comparison, the words of a few young Warlock are utterly insignificant, especially since you're in such poor condition. They might suspect Sirius Black has cast some kind of Curse on you, and therefore wouldn't plead for the murderer of your parents.

"Professor Lupin will help testify," Harry said.

Forget it!

No offense, Harry.

Our Werewolf professor should be deep in the Forbidden Forest, howling at the full moon.

By the time he returned, Sirius Black had already died several times.

"And Snape, he'll testify, right... he should." Ron interjected somewhat uncertainly, after all, Sirius Black's pranks on Snape during their school days were terrible, and he had held a grudge for over a decade.

It would be good enough if he didn't kick me when I'm down; giving testimony is just wishful thinking.

"It's no use." Aaron immediately extinguished any remaining hope. "Without evidence, not only Professor Snape, but even Dumbledore is powerless."

Don't forget, ten years ago, many witnesses insisted that Peter Pettigrew Sirius Black. Compared to that, our testimonies seem utterly weak.

Just then, the doors of the School Hospital suddenly opened, Dumbledore strode in.

"Headmaster, you must stop them," Hermione said urgently. "They've arrested the wrong person."

"Yes, Headmaster, Black is clean," Harry added.

"They're all dried up with Scabbers," Ron said. "It's my mouse, but not a real mouse. It used to be a mouse, my Percy's mouse, but then Percy got an owl..."

"Enough, Weasley," Dumbledore interrupted. "Severus has already told me everything, everything he did before he fell into a coma."

"Professor Snape told you?" Ron was somewhat surprised, and Harry and Hermione exchanged glances.

They were judging a gentleman by their own petty standards; Snape did not seek personal revenge.

"But he only told me that when Fudge asked him, he said he was ambushed by three little Warlock and knew nothing about it."

He also emphasized that the three Gryffindor might be under Confundus Charm, but they wouldn't be foolish enough to attack their professor.

The three people:...

"That's way too mean!" Ron's lips twitched. "No one will believe anything we say now."

"Nobody believed it anyway." Aaron shrugged. "Professor Snape played this trick brilliantly, revealing the truth while perfectly absolving himself of any responsibility."

What happened afterward had nothing to do with him, and Sirius Black's life or death was none of his concern.

Dumbledore looked at Aaron approvingly, "The words may be rough, but the principle is sound; that's the truth."

No matter how honest you are, it's meaningless if others are unwilling to listen.

Unless we find Sirius Black Peter Pettigrew, we have no way to exonerate him.

"Peter Pettigrew is gone, but there's something else." Aaron hesitated for a moment, then pulled a piece of paper from his pocket. "Peter Pettigrew's signature and left thumb."

Dumbledore's pupils dilated slightly upon hearing this. He stared blankly for a few seconds at the evidence provided by Aaron before regaining his senses. "Gaius, do you have some kind of peculiar fetish?"

"Don't misunderstand, Principal," Aaron immediately denied. "It's just that Professor Trelawney made a Prophecy today: the person who betrays his friend tonight, the one who becomes a murderer, will break free of his chains, and the blood of the innocent will flow."

The Dark Lord, with the help of his servants, has returned stronger and more terrifying than before.

As soon as he finished speaking, Dumbledore's expression changed slightly, but he quickly regained his composure.

He was already mentally prepared for this, so it was easy for him to accept.

Hermione and Ron couldn't help but shudder. Voldemort was synonymous with fear in many people's minds, and it was impossible not to be afraid when they heard that he would make a comeback.

"Could this Prophecy be true?" Ron asked anxiously.

"I don't know the second half of the sentence, but the first half has undoubtedly come true."

But don't worry, before our great Headmaster passes away, he can at most wield considerable power; he's still far from completely ruling the Magic World.

Dumbledore:...

That's what they say, but is it really necessary to be so blunt?

Hermione swallowed hard. "That's terrifying enough."

"It's alright." Aaron waved his hand calmly, patted Harry's shoulder meaningfully, and smiled, "The famous savior Harry Potter is still alive!"

With him drawing Voldemort's fire, we're safe.

Harry:...

What you said is putting a lot of pressure on me!

Why don't you ask the headmaster to let you stay at Hogwarts?

"In short, it's better to believe something is true than to believe it isn't."

After Peter Pettigrew appeared, I suspected he might escape, so I tried to make him leave behind some evidence.

"Headmaster," Harry said with a sigh of relief, looking at Dumbledore, "With these, can Sirius Black be exonerated?"

Dumbledore a moment, then shook his head under Harry's expectant gaze. "It's not enough. Sirius Black's affair has become too big a fuss; almost everyone in the Magic World knows about it."

These things might at best save him from the death penalty, but he'll probably have to stay in Azkaban until Peter Pettigrew Peter is found.

"No, absolutely not." Harry said without hesitation, "Black has already been wrongly convicted for ten years. If he continues to spend time in jail, he will break down."

Moreover, the Dementor won't let him go; his future will be worse than death.

"This is all I can do." Aaron said indifferently. There are plenty of wrongful convictions in the world, and he wasn't familiar with Sirius Black. Saving his life was already more than enough.

"Headmaster," Harry asked almost pleadingly, "Is there really no hope?"

The clock outside suddenly struck once, Dumbledore seemed to realize something, and slowly said, "Time is so mysterious and powerful; when time is disrupted, danger lurks."

Black was imprisoned in the highest cell of the Black Tower.

You know the rule, Hermione, that no one can see you.

The worst thing is to return before the bell strikes its last note; otherwise, the consequences will be unimaginable.

If the process is completed later, it can save more than one innocent life.

After saying that, Dumbledore turned to leave, but after taking only two steps, he turned back and reminded her, "Three turns will suffice."

By the way, when you're unsure, it's wise to try again the same way you came up with. Good luck!

"This is unbelievable! What's going on?" Ron asked, puzzled.

Hermione hesitated for a moment before making up her mind and pulled a thin, long gold chain from her clothes.

"I advise you not to do this," Aaron immediately stopped her. "Do you know what this means? The risks are much greater than you think."

"There's no other way," Hermione said firmly. "This is the only feasible option."

"Feasible my ass. Don't forget you promised Professor McGonagall that you would only use it for class."

Minister for Magic Cornelius Fudge is at Hogwarts. If he finds out, not only you, but even Professor McGonagall will be punished.

"Can't you have a little compassion?!" Hermione yelled, but a second later she regretted it. "Sorry, I was too hasty."

"Heh!" Aaron laughed angrily. "So you challenged the time limit just for some so-called sympathy?"

May I ask, who is Sirius Black to you, that he's someone you'd change your past for?

This isn't a class; have you considered the consequences of failure?

"I..." Hermione was speechless for a moment.

"What are you talking about?" Harry said worriedly. "If there's a way, please hurry, or Sirius Black will have his Soul Stone sucked by the Dementor."

Hermione took a deep breath and took out the Time-Turner.

"Perhaps you are right, but we just like to act impulsively."

However, I assure you this is the last time. I hope you can help me now, but if you're unwilling, then forget it.

After saying that, Hermione put the chain around her own neck and then put it around Harry's neck as well.

Aaron was torn between two conflicting thoughts. Just as he was hesitating, the system promptly provided him with a "money" and helped him make the decision.

Rescue Sirius Black Black; 800 Magic Points reward for completion; Accept?

"Wait a minute." Aaron sighed. "I didn't say I wasn't going."