Professor Snape and the Marauders Are Bound to Quarrel When They Meet / The Ministry of Magic Really Has Come to Steal the Credit and Make Things Worse

This scene also slightly surprised Professor Flitwick in the High Table. He had personally cast the Locking Spell on the Great Hall door, and he hadn't expected that Peter Pettigrew could break it without using a wand.

Despite his surprise, Professor Flitwick didn't believe that the Peter Pettigrew could escape so easily.

Click!

A sudden clap of thunder in the pitch-black rainy night illuminated the figure that had been waiting outside the Great Hall. Peter Pettigrew, who was rushing forward, couldn't stop in time and was kicked into the Great Hall, rolling like a gourd!

By the time he managed to get up from the ground, the incredibly thin, soaking wet man opposite him had already locked onto his vitals with his wand.

Sirius!

"Peter... where are you in such a hurry to go?" Sirius approached step by step, his face contorted with rage, which even made Peter Pettigrew's legs tremble uncontrollably.

He was practically crawled back to the center of the Great Hall, and the entire Hogwarts student body was stunned by the sight.

Ron, the original owner of the rats, was utterly shocked.

"No... no way? Harry was right, Scabbers... it really is Peter Pettigrew Peter? I actually let him sleep in my bed for two whole years?"

Let's take action.

Ignoring Ron's shocked mutterings, Harry gave the two girls beside him a wink. Hermione and Luna Lovegood understood and simultaneously pulled out their wands and papers, casting Recording Charm together to record statements.

Meanwhile, Colin, who was standing right next to Ron, had already found the perfect angle to take a close-up shot of Peter Pettigrew on the ground.

Why is it that Rita Skeeter's exclusive revelations are always treated as fake news?

That's because she has the writing skills to craft excellent articles, but unfortunately, she lacks supporting pictures.

As the saying goes, a picture is worth a thousand words; without a picture, you can't say anything.

Capturing Peter Pettigrew isn't just about arresting him; the key is to make him confess to his crimes on the spot, and then record and photograph the confession. Only then can we completely clear Sirius of suspicion.

Harry's previous visit to the Ministry of Magic left him thoroughly disgusted by the arrogance of Fudge and his ilk. To make matters worse, he stumbled upon Lucius bribing officials, which drastically reduced his trust in the Ministry of Magic to rock bottom.

Rita Skeeter had reported on Peter Pettigrew's secret meeting with Lucius, and although the veracity of this news was unknown, Harry preferred to believe it.

Therefore, he would absolutely not allow anyone from the Ministry of Magic to get involved in this matter before he had solidified all the evidence against Peter Pettigrew, lest word of it leak to Fudge and Lucius, who were in cahoots, and they would fly over to cause him trouble again!

Therefore, the current situation is very good.

Inside Hogwarts, Harry's own territory, Peter Pettigrew not only couldn't Apparition away, but there were also a whole school of witnesses around.

And at that moment, Dumbledore, as the headmaster, followed by the four heads of the house, as well as the other professors including Hagrid and Lupin, all drew their wands.

Snape and Lupin rushed to the center of the Great Hall, forming a triangle with the equally excited Sirius, surrounding Peter Pettigrew in the center.

A net stretching to the heavens and the earth!

Chapter 277 The Severus Snape and the Marauders are bound to argue whenever they meet.

"Oh... Blake, I never dreamed I'd see you again..."

At the same time, all the wizards in Hogwarts stopped him with their wands. Terrified, Peter Pettigrew collapsed to the ground. His little eyes darted around for a moment before he suddenly turned and crawled toward Sirius.

"That's wonderful... my old friend, it's truly..."

"I'm not your friend!" Blake's eyes were filled with disgust and anger. "I'm James and Lily's friend, and you're just a shameless scoundrel!"

"Don't say that! Blake, please... please don't say that!"

Peter Pettigrew lay pitifully on the ground, reaching out to reach Sirius's foot, only to be kicked over again by the latter.

"My robes are dirty enough, don't let me touch you again!"

"Ah! Lupin!" Peter Pettigrew seemed startled. He screamed and rolled backward, then, as if grasping at a straw, he lay down at the feet of another person.

"Lupin... Of the four of us back then, you were the kindest. You must understand my predicament, right? I had no other choice at the time..."

"You think I'd listen to your nonsense?" Lupin suddenly shook his wand, startling Peter Pettigrew so much that he trembled all over.

"Peter Pettigrew Peter ...it was you who leaked the Potters' address back then, wasn't it?" On Peter Pettigrew's other side, Snape also pressed down on him with a grim expression. "You rat, have you thought about how you're going to die?"

"No! You can't say that to me, Snape ..." Peter Pettigrew protested frantically, "That Dark Lord, you used to know him very well, you know what kind of power he possesses! And... you have no reason to kill me, because even if I revealed the secret, you still..."

"I also think you have no right to interrupt here, Snivellus." Before Peter Pettigrew could finish speaking, Sirius interrupted him, even turning his attention to Snape, "This is between us, and it has nothing to do with you, you disgusting outsider!"

"Padfoot, calm down. Snape is here to help, and he's a professor at Hogwarts now." Seeing his old friend getting impulsive again, Lupin quickly stepped in as a peacemaker.

"I don't need you to emphasize my professorship, Lupin." But Snape was completely unmoved, looking at Sirius as if he were an idiot. "Your godson should really take a good look at the godfather he went to so much trouble to rescue; he's just a mad dog who only knows how to be clever. If you hadn't replaced the Secret Keeper halfway through, none of that would have happened, and Lily wouldn't be dead!"

"Damn it... Snivellus, if you don't want to be hung upside down again, shut up right now!!"

"Blake, you're the one who should shut up! We need to deal with Peter Pettigrew first!!"

"You two idiots can't possibly succeed. I'm going to kill Peter Pettigrew myself!!"

"Are you three ever going to stop?!"

A disdainful shout caused the three people arguing to freeze simultaneously. They mechanically turned their heads and saw the utterly disgusted expressions on the faces of their godsons/friends' children/students and the children of their crushes.

"No... I mean, what are you all thinking?" Harry rolled his eyes and leaned closer. "We finally caught Peter Pettigrew, and instead of getting down to business, the three of you are arguing in front of the whole school?"

Holy crap... Harry's a total good guy right now.

Yes, even if Severus Snape has a conflict with his father's group of four, you three grown men can't just start a fight like shrewish women in the Great Hall!

I'm asking you, are you even doing your real work?

And... as a friend and relative of the three of you, do I, the Hogwarts God of War, still have any dignity?

"Ha, it seems that even without James, there's still someone here who can keep Sirius in check." Seeing this, Dumbledore, who had been standing at the back, smiled slightly, but his mind was racing.

Harry is nothing like his father. Although he is more mischievous at school than the Marauders of yesteryear, he is never just fooling around. Instead, he is always putting his beliefs into practice.

Furthermore, compared to James, Harry's mind is now much more somber.

Ever since the Chamber of Chamber incident, or more precisely, ever since Harry's fingerprint evidence was rejected, his style of doing things has subtly changed...

The shrewd and experienced Dumbledore could naturally see this.

But he couldn't comment on it much right now; he could only hope that Harry wouldn't go astray.

"The Marauders, and their nemesis Snape, have unexpectedly reunited in this way."

Compared to Dumbledore's complex emotions, Professor McGonagall's feelings were purely sentimental.

Four Marauders and Lily —they were all Gryffindor students, but now everything has changed.

With the Potters dead, Peter Pettigrew becomes the culprit, and among those most eager for revenge is Severus Snape, a former sworn enemy of the Marauders...

"Is that you... Harry? It really is you!" In the center of the Great Hall, Peter Pettigrew, as if suddenly seeing a savior, tumbled and fell to his knees in front of Harry. "Oh, you look just like your father..."

"How dare you speak to Harry?" Sirius roared angrily upon seeing this. "How dare you face him? And even mention James in front of him?!"

"Harry, please forgive me... I had no choice. Your father... James, he certainly wouldn't let me be killed, he'll understand!" Peter Pettigrew pleaded with Harry, tears streaming down his face. "Besides, I only revealed a secret! Someone else revealed the Prophecy before me! That person, he..."

"Peter Pettigrew, I thought you would deny it to the death and insist that you were innocent." Harry interrupted Peter Pettigrew indifferently, "But it seems you've admitted it quite readily. Very well, with your words, my godfather's crimes are completely cleared."

As he spoke, Harry slowly lowered his head, allowing Peter Pettigrew to see his eyes, which were now filled with murderous intent.

"Yes, he's cleared up... I really have to congratulate him! Harry... you should really be as merciful to me as your father was!"

Peter Pettigrew seemed to be provoked by the murderous intent in Harry's eyes. He suddenly leaped up from the ground and swung two vicious curses at Harry with a strange cry!

"Protego Maxima." However, Harry simply waved his wand casually and easily deflected Peter Pettigrew's long-planned sneak attack.

In front of the entire school, Harry demonstrated his Defense Against the Dark Arts to the fullest. Many of the second-year students who had learned the Shield Charm under his guidance the previous semester were already excitedly clapping and cheering!

In fact, Harry had anticipated that Peter Pettigrew might ambush him; the guy had just demonstrated his superb lock-picking skills, and Harry didn't believe he would be easily captured.

The reason he kept begging for mercy from various people was actually to buy time, let them argue with each other, and then lure him into intervening to persuade them, so that he could eventually launch a sneak attack!

"Harry, you should forgive me! Otherwise, you wouldn't be in this situation!"

Seeing that his curse was easily blocked, Peter Pettigrew's fat body suddenly sprang into action like lightning. His nine sharp fingers seemed to transform into blades, easily tearing through the protective Protego and thrusting towards Harry!

The next second, blood splattered, and one of Peter Pettigrew's arms was severed from his body.

At this moment, Harry also had a magnificent, Winky silver sword in his hand!

Chapter 278 The Ministry of Magic, as expected, came to steal credit and cause trouble.

"Ugh!!"

Suddenly struck by a severe blow, Peter Pettigrew couldn't help but let out a wail, then collapsed in front of Harry.

At the same moment he fell to the ground, the spells hastily cast by Sirius and the others rained down on him, instantly scorching Peter Pettigrew black and causing him to tremble and lose all consciousness.

If they hadn't been relatively rational and knew they couldn't kill in front of the students, Peter Pettigrew would probably be offline by now.

So... that's how it's resolved?

At that moment, all the students in the Great Hall were staring at Harry with astonished eyes.

Facing a dark wizard the age of their fathers, they first easily withstood the wizard's curse, and then even severed one of the wizard's arms... Many of the older students present thought to themselves that if it were them, they probably could not have done it.

As for the younger students, a considerable number of them covered their mouths in fear, trembling so much that they didn't dare to breathe.

"The effect of Harry's lesson was truly amazing..." Hermione couldn't help but sigh inwardly as she saw the students' reactions.

To be fair, Apparition is forbidden throughout Hogwarts, so Harry didn't really need to attack Peter Pettigrew directly at the opening banquet.

His choice was partly motivated by a desire to expose these young wizards to bloodshed.

Whether it's the Prophecy about Voldemort that Harry himself carries, or the Prophecy related to Luna Lovegood and Beelzebub's Skull, both seem to foreshadow an unpeaceful future for this world.

Hogwarts is Harry's alma mater, after all. If the young wizards here continue to study without any sense of urgency as before, they may really suffer a great loss in the future.

"Peter Pettigrew Peter, you also graduated from Gryffindor. Today, I'm using this sword to punish you on behalf of your house!"

Harry approached Pettigrew with his Peter Pettigrew, looking down at him and pointing the blade at his heart, making quite a show of his power.

This grand opening act of the year can now come to an end.

But just as Harry was about to say a few polite words and end the conversation, a group of uninvited guests suddenly barged into Hogwarts.

"Stop! Everyone here, stay where you are! No one is allowed to move!"

Suddenly, a series of urgent shouts came from the entrance of the Great Hall, followed by a chaotic and complex sound of footsteps.

"That person is... um!"

Upon seeing the burly man in the trench coat leading the group, Will, who was with the Eagle House students, suddenly clutched his forehead in pain!

For some reason, Will felt he must have seen that guy before.

I must have seen this terrifying and utterly repulsive face in a hazy dream sometime during my childhood!

"Auror from the Ministry of Magic?"

Upon seeing the newcomer, Harry's gaze also turned cold, for the man standing before him was none other than John Dawlish, Auror from the Ministry of Magic.

He stormed into the Hogwarts Great Hall with a group of similarly dressed people, and behind this group of Auror followed the Minister for Magic, Cornelius Fudge, in a trench coat and top hat, as well as the woman Harry had seen on the day of the trial who was dressed like a pink toad.

Harry remembered that the other person's name seemed to be Dolores Umbridge.

"Dumbledore, please forgive me for bringing my men uninvited to the opening ceremony," Fudge said, striding to the center of the Great Hall. He gestured with his top hat in Fudge concern. "I received intelligence that Peter Pettigrew Dumbledore would be at Hogwarts Peter, so to ensure the safety of you and your students, I brought the Auror here to capture him."

Tip-off...

Harry frowned upon hearing this. Had the Ministry of Magic overheard his plans with Sirius and Lupin?

But how exactly did they do it?

"Fudge, you seem to be late." Dumbledore greeted them. "As you can see, Peter Pettigrew has just been defeated by the combined forces and poses no danger to the school."

"Knocked down? Oh, he certainly doesn't look well, and he's missing an arm..." Following the trail of blood on the ground, Fudge saw Harry holding a longsword. "Mr. Granger, could it be... you killed Peter Pettigrew?"

"He only lost an arm, he's still alive," Harry replied indifferently. "Peter Pettigrew just attacked me in his panic and happened to run into my hand."

"You're saying Peter Pettigrew is going to ambush you?" Fudge paused, a hint of unease on his face. "Doesn't that mean he really does have malicious intentions towards you..."

"Minister Fudge, I think it's essential that we take Peter Pettigrew back for thorough questioning." Behind Fudge, the repulsive-looking Umbridge approached. "The operation to capture Peter Pettigrew was meticulously planned and finalized by you. Our people started laying the groundwork in Diagon Alley, and finally waited for his entry into Hogwarts before launching a full-scale manhunt. Now that he's been subdued, we should take him back for a thorough interrogation and uncover the truth behind what happened back then."

While spouting plausible platitudes to claim credit, Ravenclaw's Diadem glanced at Harry Umbridge: "Besides, I don't think a thirteen-year-old can clearly distinguish between good and bad people. He said Peter Pettigrew was going to ambush him, but it's also possible that Peter Pettigrew..."

"You bastard, what did you say..."