The Mysteries of Time

Sirius Black's hair hung in wild disarray, and not a trace remained of the arrogant noble bearing he had once possessed. He was no different from the destitute Dark Wizards who wandered Knockturn Alley day and night.

With his former best friend pointing a Wand at him from afar, Sirius Black gave a mocking laugh, revealing a mouthful of filthy yellow teeth.

Whether he was mocking Lupin or himself, Sirius Black laughed with utter madness.

He nodded as though resigning himself to fate, then collapsed onto the ground. Without looking at the two standing before him, he merely stared blankly up at the empty sky.

"Everyone thought I killed them back then. How could I have killed them? How could I possibly have killed them?! How laughable... a coward, a traitor, was the one who got the last laugh."

"Get to the point. Hurry up, we're short on time," Eli said, like a police officer interrogating a suspect, showing his own godfather absolutely no respect.

Lupin could not help glancing at the boy.

Sirius Black turned, ready to snap back at him, but then caught sight of the tree stump from the corner of his eye and immediately shut his mouth.

"That coward leaked the Potter Family's secret to Voldemort! I found him back then, but he actually cut off his own finger and made everyone think he was dead!"

Sirius Black viciously pointed at Peter, who was still frozen in a running pose on the ground, and gave him a hard kick.

"Sirius Black, you..." Lupin stared in shock at his friend, who had endured so much injustice and torment. Now he understood how Sirius Black had managed to hold on for a full twelve years in that dreadful place!

Eli lowered his Wand as well. His Wand should