Harry remained calm at Lupin's question. "Of course I believe you, Professor." As he spoke, he looked at Black again. "And your account does make more sense."
Harry's words immediately brightened Black's expression, while Peter looked as though his world had ended.
Harry did not actually need so many reasons, explanations, or analyses. With his ability to sense emotions, he could tell, to a certain extent, who was telling the truth and who was lying.
The emotional fluctuations in both Black and Peter were far too obvious. From the very beginning, Harry had known that Black was telling the truth, and that Peter was the real culprit behind his parents' deaths.
"Wonderful. This is just wonderful." Black was still overcome with emotion.
Peter had already sunk to his knees in despair, as though Harry's words had sentenced him to death. He tried to crawl over to Harry, but unfortunately, Babbling's magic was still in effect, and he could not get out at all.
So he could only wail, "Sirius, it's me! I'm Peter, your friend. You wouldn't..."
"No, I would!" Black said firmly. "If Harry and the others weren't here, I would make you regret ever coming into this world. You probably have no idea how skilled my family is at Dark Magic."
"Ahem." Professor Babbling coughed.
"Remus..." Peter turned to Lupin, only to meet an equally cold pair of eyes. He tried to look toward Harry, Ron, and the others, but they were too far away.
Babbling's restraints prevented him from getting anywhere near them. Peter despaired, even sitting on the ground and bursting into loud sobs.
"Shall we do it together?" Black raised his wand and pointed it at Peter as he asked Lupin.
"All right." Lupin raised his wand too, then hesitated and looked at Harry. "Unless